Tuesday, August 17, 2004

More of my fan fic
3 fan-fic: "On my way"
Chisaki knelt down by one of the graves and placed some wild flowers on top of it. She wondered if her brother from her dreams had a grave dug for him. She looked up at the darkening sky. To her surprise a giant cat with flaming feet flew over her head. As it landed two women got off and a small demon child jumped off as well. “These must be the women the old woman was talking about.” She watched them warily as Miroku and Inuyasha gathered around them. They began talking in a low tone that Chisaki couldn’t hear. She watched them a few more minutes and decided to get up. She walked passed them, “It took us forever, but we did eventually catch up to it.” The young demon said. “It was so fast I can imagine why it managed to survive, but we caught it before it could find Kagome’s jewel shards in her back pack and become a real problem.” Said one of the women. “Ptttth! I still think you should have let me and Miroku come with you. You would have been back hours ago!” Inuyasha scoffed. “That may be so Inuyasha, but these villagers needed you more than us.” Said the woman that Chisaki assumed was Kagome. As soon Chisaki’s back was toward them she could feel their eyes burning into the back of her head. She could only wonder what kind of conversation that could bring up, since she did not get along with Miroku or Inuyasha very well.
Chisaki walked into the largest home left in the village. The old woman and a few other women stayed busy making food and tending wounds. She admired their strength and determination to continue. She knelt down by the most hurt man and put her hand on his chest. She closed her eyes and concentrated her demonic aura over his wound willing it to heal quickly. She did this on all the wounded. After she finished she sat back against a wall breathing hard. Never in her life had she tried to heal so many people before. She drifted off to sleep. The old woman looked at her and took a small blanket. Chisaki was startled and woke up when the woman put the blanket on her. “You look exhausted.” The old woman told her. Chisaki smiled at her “As do you.” “Are you hungry child?” “Starved!” Chisaki took the bowl offered to her and ate it hungrily. After finishing she stood, “Thank you for your hospitality once again.” The old woman nodded and Chisaki left. She looked at the moon and said a little prayer of protection upon the village, than she walked out of the village’s new gate she helped build toward her goal.

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