Descendent of Inuyasha: Revised Edition

Cloud: I’m sorry, but I re-read my um… how shall I say it? Piece of crap titled Descendent of Inuyasha and have taken it upon myself to do a thorough rewriting and a sequel following.

This sudden desire has caught me unawares, I had always thought my fic was rather good, and then I re-read it and realized the horror that I unleashed upon the reading and writing world. Do not get me wrong, the concept and story were good, but the writing itself was nothing short of atrocious.

I have improved greatly, yet I still need a lot of work, however, it will be a great challenge and learning experience to rewrite the sixteen chapter story that was so well praised, but most likely not for the way it was executed.

Sadly, this time around will not include the antics and ministrations of the Yu Yu gang, as I find myself no longer a fan of the series. The original Descendent of Inuyasha will remain posted for all to compare to this version, and it will not be removed for sake of nostalgia.

Without further adieu, I give you Descendent of Inuyasha: Revised Edition.

Warning: This chapter contains brutality and gore and some sexual references.

Prologue:

A lone figure leaned against the wall of a deep ally; concealed just enough from the street to their right and close enough to where they could spring out when opportunity came. The figure smirked when they heard footsteps approaching and sprung out from his shadow, pointing a gun at the intended victim. “Whatever you got I suggest you give it up,” said the figure, obviously a male due to the deep tone of his voice.

The intended victim shook his head under his sweatshirt hood, “I recommend you run away while you still can,” he said.

Silence invaded the air for what seemed like hours until the robber jerked his gun at the man and said, “If anything you should be the one trying to run, now cough it up before I pull the trigger.”

Before the robber could get a grasp on what was happening the gun dropped to the ground, along with three of his fingers. For a long moment all the robber could do was gape at the bloody stubs that had been left behind in the wake of the man’s attack.

As the robber’s blood pelted the ground a scream finally escaped from his throat that echoed through the cold night air. “Now,” said the hooded man, “Once again, I recommend you run away while you still can.”

He ran.


Inuyasha’s eyes snapped open and his body echoed with a violent jerk from the leftover violence of his dream, ‘What the hell was that about, it sure didn’t look or feel familiar for that matter?’ He thought. Pushing the thought from his mind for the time being he jumped from the tree and landed without a sound so as not to wake his companions.

Inuyasha gazed up at the full moon lighting the night, just like he had seen in the dream. He quietly walked to where Kagome was sleeping and knelt down to her bag, digging through it to find some water. He pulled out a bottle and quickly opened it before chugging it down and taking a deep breath, “Inuyasha?”

Inuyasha looked down at Kagome, who appeared to be awake, “Did I wake you up?” He asked.

She lightly shook her head and rested it back on the pillow, “No, I was just wondering if you were ok.”

“Yeah,” said Inuyasha, “I just had a feeling something was wrong is all.” A light mumble from Kagome was the only response he received. With one last look at his companion he leapt back into his tree and tried to let his light sleep take him until morning.

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Descendent of Inuyasha

“Inuyasha?”

“Heeeey, Inuyasha?”

Inuyasha slowly regained consciousness and looked down at the one who had woken him, “What do you want?” He grumbled before jumping down by Kagome.

“It’s time to wake up, you’re the one who’s always saying that we should get a move on, and here you are sleeping in, if that isn’t hypocritical than I don’t know what is,” said Kagome. She went back by the recently made fireplace and sat down by it, giving Inuyasha a light glare.

“What?” He asked, sitting cross legged beside her, “I didn’t do anything and you’re already mad at me!”

“Just be quiet and eat your breakfast, it’ll do you good,” she said.

The hanyou scoffed at the offering, “As if I need eggs and bacon, I’d rather have ramen.”

“And I brought ramen, but that’s for lunch Inuyasha, now eat, and save some for Sango and Miroku.”

Inuyasha pouted and took a piece of bacon, “Sure, they get to sleep in.”

“They were up later than us and you know it.”

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asked, nibbling on his bacon and shrugging before shoving the entire piece in his mouth.

Kagome rolled her eyes, “I ate a while ago before I woke you up.”

“Where’s the brat?”

“Off picking herbs.”

“Feh…”

A long moment of silence passed between the two as Kagome let some eggs sizzle in the pan over the fire. It was still slightly dark, and the sun was just starting to creep over the horizon. The blue light showed the trail they were on, but the demons were still out, it had been a slight risk lighting a fire this early in so dense a forest area.

Inuyasha eyed the small bottle containing the only three jewel shards they had in their possession. All their hope in that small necklace laced bottle placed around that miko’s neck. He paused and took a moment to reflect on all that had happened in the past year. ‘When Kagome and I first met I was dying to get my hands on the jewel, but now… I’m not so sure I want it anymore,’ he thought to himself, staring intently at the blaze that cooked their meal.

“Is something wrong Inuyasha?”

Inuyasha looked up at Kagome and shook his head, “It was nothing.”

She knew better, but bit her tongue, trying to get him to tell her something would simply create another argument between the two. “We should go wake Sango and Miroku soon.” She quickly changed the subject, hopefully getting the hanyou’s mind away from whatever was bugging him.

Inuyasha absent mindedly stood and went to do just that.

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An hour after they started walking Inuyasha still had not said a word, and Kagome tried not to ask him anymore questions, but she was sure that it was bugging the rest of the group as well. Even Kirara acted frustrated at the hanyou’s behavior, as he hadn’t even coaxed them to hurry up.

Finally, the miko had enough and trotted at a quicker pace, pushing her bike forward to catch her friend, “Inuyasha,” she whispered, “You’ve been acting weird all day, what happened.”

A low growl was her only reply. “Inuyasha, you can trust me on this, you’re not acting right, you’d at least tell me to fuck off or something along those lines by now.”

“I don’t know… it just feels like something’s off.”

“Like what?”

Inuyasha looked at the ground as they walked, “I’m being cautious, I just can’t shake this feeling, I don’t know what’s going to happen, or when it is, but…”

A shrill scream interrupted Inuyasha’s musings and stopped the group in their tracks. Inuyasha sniffed the air and turned right, “Kagome, hop on,” he said.

She quickly complied and they both darted off into the forest, Miroku and Sango not far behind on a blazing Kirara. A river turned out to be their intended destination, Inuyasha set Kagome down and they both instantly stared at what lay before them. A rock by the river was shrouded in blood and a bare human skeleton lay covered in the mess.

When Miroku and the others arrived their reaction was akin to Inuyasha and Kagome’s. Inuyasha sneezed from the stench of the gore and Sango quickly covered Shippo’s eyes. “Who would do this?” asked Kagome, looking at Miroku and Sango.

Inuyasha stepped forward, “Underneath the blood the rock is charred, like there was an explosion, and the gore stinks of cats.”

“Panther demons,” muttered Miroku.

Sango shook her head, “There were rumors of demons being involved in a gunpowder raid on Kaede’s village, the merchant was furious.”

“Someone has to be seriously fucked up in the head to do this,” said Inuyasha. “To rip off all of that skin and muscle and disintegrate the organs, this is a pro we’re dealing with.”

Kagome looked away, “That was a woman’s scream,” she muttered under her breath.

“What’s going on?” asked Shippo, “Why won’t you let me see Sango?”

Inuyasha gritted his teeth, “You don’t want to brat…”

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“Nope, I haven’t heard anything of that kind of explosive, try asking the guy at the fish market, he’s pretty shady if you ask me.”

“Nu uh, no siree, I don’t deal in anything but fish. Fish fish fish, that’s all I care about. Want a fresh fish for the road?”

“Huh, I haven’t heard of that, would you mind keeping me updated? However, I hear there’s a rather secretive character staying at the inn in town, you might wanna check there.”

“No vacancies!” shouted the old man behind the counter, hammering the counter bell to get his point across, “No one’s staying at this inn tonight, leave leave leave!”

Inuyasha ignored the man’s request and walked up to the counter, Kagome and his companions staying behind him, “Listen old man,” he growled, “We just saw some lady get killed by explosives and we’ve had an entire day of searching, don’t make me grumpy.”

The inn owner was a hunchback, he was bald and his squinted eyes were not well enough for seeing, so he probably did not realize the species of the man he was trying to kick out of his inn. “Don’t make you grumpy?! Ha! I eat wimps like you for breakfast!”

Inuyasha growled deeply, showing no sign of backing down, “We heard there was somebody weird staying here, is that true?”

“Even if there was I wouldn’t tell your scrawny ass, now get out of my inn before I make you get out.”

“Fuck you old man!! What’re you trying to pull by…”

Kagome gently grabbed Inuyasha’s arm and shook her head, “Inuyasha, leave the man be, we shouldn’t disturb him.”

“Wench, what the hell are you mmmph…..”

She quickly clamped a hand over the hanyou’s mouth and smiled gently at the inn keeper, “We’re sorry sir, we’ll be leaving now.”

With that she turned Inuyasha towards the door forcefully and they departed. When they exited Inuyasha turned on the miko, “What the seven hells are you doing?!”

Kagome put a finger to her lips, “Keep your voice down, people are staring. It’s obvious that man is not going to let us in so we have to sneak in, Sango?”

“I’m on it.” Sango took off her kimono to reveal her hunters outfit and handed hiraikotsu to Miroku, “I’m trusting you to watch this monk.”

“I will guard your weapon with my life my beautiful Sango,” he said with a grin.

“Yeah, sure.” With that, she quickly darted to the back, silent as any nimble demon could be.