The Past To Hate

Disclaimer: I don't own or profit from Inuyasha or any of its character. This goes for every chapter in this story.

Prologue:


A small boy dressed in a robe made from the fire rat ran along the grassy clearing. His favorite toy was rolling away from him once again. The blue ball bounced along the grass crushing the blades as it landed. The boy laughed thinking it all a game. He loved to play outside, it gave him a chance to be away from all those mean people in the village that stared at him. The only nice ones were his mother and the pretty girl that visited. She was the one to give him his ball, as a gift. It was the first gift he'd gotten that hadn't been from his mother.

He looked up when he heard a growl suddenly in front of him. Standing in front of him was a tall man with hair much like his own. His mother had informed him that he had an older brother but he hadn't met him yet. Maybe this was him, he kind of looked like daddy.

"So you are the half breed. Pathetic."

The man was being mean to him already, calling him names. The small child felt himself being picked up by the throat. He started crying when something was hurting his skin.

"Release Him." The man dropped him as something landed by his feet. The little boy fell to the ground, looking up at the man's boots. Imbedded in the ground next to his foot was an arrow. The small child looked up. It was Her! "Step away from him, Inuyasha."


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