Saturday, June 11, 2005

All This Time: The Jewel Watcher
*episode 4*

As the centuries past, the jewel was found and lost several times. As the generations rolled by, I kept watch, hoping that another with powers and sprit like Midoriko would be born into the village. In time, I began to doubt if such a person would come to be. I began to suspect that it might have to be an alliance of sorts which would be able to hold and cleanse the jewel. It was at this time that I began to examine the priestess I encountered while traveling with the demon slayers. I had known several slayers who could, together with the right priestess, be able to fill my old friend’s shoes. Sadly, when I found the priestess, none of them were alive. Her name was Kikyo and she had unusually strong powers of purification. However, she was not my old friend. Her body, while functional and well kept, did not fit well in armor. Also, she was missing something, I was not sure what it was at the time, but without it she would not be complete. This woman was more aware of sprits then most priestesses I have met. She saw through my pretense of being a dumb loyal beast in a single glance. I accepted the decision that the jewel should go with Kikyo, despite the fact that I knew that she would fail. The jewel would be lost and the slayers would find it once again. I would stay with the village and watch for a promising youngster. If one had already been born, Kikyo might have been able to endure long enough for her partner to be ready. If not, at least a priestess’s soul existed which could purify the jewel. Perhaps her next life would happen to coincide with the life of a fitting protector. When word reached the village that the jewel had been destroyed, it was met with disbelief. Eventually though, the humans accepted it. I on the other hand knew that, for as long as Midoriko still guarded the cave, the jewel still existed.

All This Time: The Jewel Watcher
*episode 5*

Two generations later, she was born. From her birth, I knew that this was the one. I knew that she would be the slayer who guarded the priestess who purified the sacred jewel. There was something in her first scream which told me that she was the best of their kind, and that her opponents would come to fear her before their inevitable demise. I knew that this was fate, so I abandoned my quest to find the priestess. When the time was right, she would find us. I dedicated myself to Sango and she thrived. She became versed in both weapons and tactics. By the time she was 12, she was training against grown men. She chose the Hiraikotsan, a weapon no one had mastered in a hundred years. She and I learned to fight as one. She was my kitten, my precious one. In a few years, I would have taken her to begin the search for her priestess and the jewel.
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