Hey everybody, I'm working on this new story to take my mind of the story I can't seem to finish. I suck I know lol

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Chapter 1

The Job

She sat quietly on the warm grass, looking over the once beautiful clearing from a top of a small hill. Bodies littered the ground, destroying the once flowered filled area, blood was strong, weighing down the air. Crows shrieked loudly, gathering in the sky, informing all other scavengers where the battle has just taken place. She didn't mind though, she knew she still had a moment before she had to leave, so she just sat there. Long ebony locks pulled away from her neck in a ponytail that was braided down to her waist. Her face was set in stone as she simply stared at the field of dead demons before her.

This was her life. They were at war. The demons and the humans. They've been fighting for centuries now. No side really winning but both sides losing. Many died everyday, humans and demons. Demons were too cocky, humans took that to their advantage. Humans were too slow, demons took that to their advantage. Demons had there benefits, their speed, strength, poison, claws, but humans had benefits as well. Their intellect. Each generation they grew smarter, the ranges on weapons furthered, while most demons couldn't even take a humanoid form. And then there were humans like her, blessed with the power to destroy demons with just a touch of there hand. Mikos. She was different though, special, she was the Shikon No Miko, possessor of the Shikon No Tama.

She stood slowly, her sun tanned creamy skin was covered in guts and blood and the hot evening sun was drying it against her skin. She needed a bath. She flicked dripping blood off her dual short hand scythes. Her weapons hand made by yours truly. The 12 inch blades wide and carved with perfection from the shining base to its lethally sharp tip. A 5 inch blade attached to the top of the slick ivory handle that turned black towards the end by the time it reached her forearm. The name of her mother on one blade, the name of her father on the other. And the name of her younger brother starting at the end of her scythes so when she slapped it together to make her lethal staff it spelled his full name.

They weren't quite like the gardening scythe she used that night to revenge her family from the monsters that destroyed her village. But they helped remind her of that day. Her village was pillaged by human soldiers. The pain seem to seize her heart as flashes of days long pasted raced before her eyes. Seeing back into the past, soldiers yelling, her village burning, her father dying. Her mother being raped, her grandfather being butchered, her younger brother being suffocated by his own blanket. She had watched from the edge of her forest, watched the destruction, watched the mayhem. She didn't remember feeling angry, she didn't remember feeling pain, she remembered feeling cold. She wanted to walk into the chaos, expecting death, hoping for death, wanting to be with her family. But something held her back. She had glanced down at the gardening tool she was using to make a secret garden for her family and knew exactly what to do. Revenge them.

She had followed the soldiers for a week straight, carefully sticking to the dark forest as her cover, learning there routine, waiting for them to let there guard down. She had sharpened her tool like she seen her father do his shaving blade, til it was sharp enough to cut her finger with minimum pressure. The next night she slit all 75 soldiers throats while they slept, the four men on guard never saw her coming, dropping out of the trees she was so use to climbing, slashing away before either of them could say a word. She was quick and quite efficient for someone who had no prior experience. She wanted it to be fast and sudden, expect for the man that raped her mother. She did him last, slicing his throat then shoving the point of his sword as far up his back end as it would go. She remembered asking him, did she look familiar, did she look like someone he did this to. But he didn't answer, probably too focused on the pain and choking on his own blood.

After that night she left, she stowed away on a boat and headed west, she couldn't stay in Japan, not in the state she was in. She took all fault at the destruction of her home. She should have been braver, stronger, smarter. She needed training, wanted training, and knew she wouldn't find it if she stayed. That was when she was 7, she returned at the ripe age of 21. She trained hard, and was now known as the best of the west. Her skills made her lethal but she wanted to master her powers as well and she could only do that in her homelands. That was three years ago, now 24 Kagome was leveled as an elder master.

She stood there, staring at the dead bodies before her, her body rigid almost like a statue. She didn't wear the constricting uniform of a demon slayer. She preferred the dressing of a Miko but all black. She stared at the field of dead demons that tried to take the jewel from her, remembering what her mentor told her. Never tell a soul Kagome. No one must ever know.

Only Kaede knew who Kagome really was, what Kagome really was. Kaede was the one to inform her of her suspicions when she came back to these lands. Kikyou had been dead for some time now and her clan was looking for her reincarnation. The new keeper of the jewel, the new Shikon No Miko. Kagome knew of her power at a very young age, her mother was the one that helped her keep control.

When she came back seeking training, they tested her, of course she passed. What they didn't know, was that she was holding back. Till this day she was still holding back. You see, she was not Kikyou's reincarnation. She was not the legendary Midoriko reincarnation. She was the jewel reincarnated. The jewel itself. The Shikon No Tama in human form. She gave new meaning to the Shikon No Miko. But that was her secret, eyes still taking in the field of dead demons, fighting for something that no longer existed.

Her clan would be looking for her soon, the clan of Mikos and Monks that continued to try to persuade her to contribute her talents. She did not fight this war, she didn't believe in this war. She wasn't a vigilante fighting for justice. She wasn't part of some sort of the rebellion. At this time in her life she hated everyone, in her eyes everyone had demons. She wasn't going to fight for either side, she believed there could be peace between the two species if they really wanted it. But they didn't and she didn't care. She fought for her own profit, taking out demons and humans alike for the right price. She was no saint. She was no savior. She was no hero. She was the Asa Shin Fujo. The assassin priestess.

Finally, she blinked. Pallid blue eyes like that of a rare white tiger, they called her the Grey Ghost. Not many knew of the name for they only spoke it in death. During the day she wore a sunhat to block the sight of her eyes. At night she was able to push her powers through her orbs and make them shine with an eerie grey glow. These demons, they sensed the bare amount of her power she let leak into the air, giving her the aura of a priestess. They thought she could lead them to the jewel, both sides, demon and human thought the jewel was the key to winning the war. Both sides were mistaken.

A breeze cooled her skin, she pulled her hat low over her face, there was a shift in the air, Kagome turned swiftly, raising her arm, the 5 inch stabbing blade of her scythe tapping against the jugular of a young boy. His green eyes were wild with surprise and fear, he swallowed softly, feeling the prick of her blade against his throat, " I wasn't trying to sneak up on you."

She stared at him for a moment, the boy was very small in stature with brown-auburn hair, green eyes, and a cream-colored fluffy tail. He wore blue pants, a turquoise shirt patterned with leaves, and a tan vest with a thin black belt. She knew him, the little fox demon walking with an older demon, taking the long way around the human village she passed a few hours ago. She pulled her weapon away, able to feel the relief in his growing aura, " Why are you following me?"

The young boy stepped back, " I..." he swallowed, a hand brushing back his reddish brown bangs, " I saw you slip money into my momma's bag when she wasn't looking. I..." He cleared his throat, glancing away, " We don't have a lot since my dad died, so I wanted to give you these." reaching into his long sleeve and pulling out a small pouch. He cupped it in his hands, " There blueberries, I picked them myself. My dad use to always say, thank someone who helps you. So, um..." His cheeks turned a cute rosy red, " Thank you."

Kagome stared at the young boy, he had to be around the age of 7. He was a sweetheart. Young and kind and never going to make it in this world. Flipping her weapon so the point was directed away from the boy, she reached forward, taking the small pouch, " Now we're even."

He smiled, it was bright, young and inspiring. It warmed her heart to see such innocence, she believed in that once, that everything would eventually work out for the best, kind of hope. " You should get back to your mother."

He stare at her with his wide young eyes, " Are you the Asa Shin Fujo?" he asked, completely ignoring her statement.

Kagome simply blinked, " Are you scared?"

He nodded, being honest, " Yes, I heard you can kill a thousand demons with one wave of your hand."

Kagome stayed silent though she wasn't sure if the statement was true, she never actually counted how many demons she can kill at once, " If you're scared, why are you still here?"

He blinked his bright eyes, curiosity getting the best of him, " They say if you fight in the war you could win it in a day. Why don't you help the humans win?"

Kagome bent so she was at eye level, " Because the war is a conspiracy." with that said, she flipped her scythe in her hand, she spun into a stand, the weapon now glowing with a heavy pink purity, she stabbed the ground. The young demon watched as the field suddenly erupted into a blanket of pink light. He turned away as it grew brighter for a moment, bursting into a dust filled snow storm. When he turned back, he stared in awe, mouth hanging open in amazement. The entire field was repaired, flowers against blossoming, birds again chirping, butterflies playing. As if there was never a battle, as if it was never touched. He turned, too astonished to say anything, but needing to say something however Kagome was already walking away.

He chased after her, dropping on all fours to run faster, " Wait!"

Kagome turned to him, " What do you want kid?"

He paused, a slight fear rising, he didn't want to annoy anyone that could kill him, " Why is the war a conspiracy?"

Kagome just frowned, " Every species wants to be Alpha, humans want demon slaves, demons want human slaves. One just wants to be better than the other. Inside, we all have a heart. Inside, we all have a mind. Inside, we are all monsters. There's no real reason to fight. There's no real reason for war."

Green eyes blinked, absorbing what was just said. Trying to understand the meaning behind the riddle of words. He glanced up seeing she was again turning away, " Wait, my name is Shippo."

" And."

He blushed again, glancing down to his bare fox pawed feet, " I don't know, I just thought maybe we can be friends."

Kagome stared at him, he was a sweet kid, young, naïve but sweet, she sighed softly, " I have to go kid, you should get home."

Green eyes glanced behind him, " My mom is probably looking for me." He looked back up at her, " Are you okay out here all alone?"

The question brought a subtle smile to Kagome's face, it was cute how he worried about her safety when it was his that was in danger. He would grow up to be a good man to a lucky woman one day. She bent, " I'll be fine, but if your ever not okay..." she plucked a blade of grass from the ground, charged it with her power and tucked it into his vest, " Call me and I'll come help."

He smiled wide, showing sharp fangs, " Does that make us friends?"

Kagome stood, turning away, " Sure kid." she suddenly stopped, feeling hands wrap around her shin, a small body hugging her leg. Pale eyes glanced down surprise evident on her face though he didn't see it. Shippo continued to hug her, " Thanks Fujo san."

Kagome smiled softly, he really was a cute kid, " Let go kid."

Green eyes glanced up, " Okay."

Kagome stepped away, " Kid, only call me in extreme emergencies okay."

He nodded, " I won't waste it on anything stupid, promise."

Kagome nodded back, turning again and walking away, Shippo waved, jumping up and down from his spot, " Bye!"

She didn't wave back, she didn't turn around or glance back, she just kept walking. There was somewhere she wanted to be and it would take the next few hours to get there.

Naraku was sitting alone in the empty room, fantasizing about the success of his revenge. Everything was going according to plans, this war was everything he dreamed it would be. As the main contributor of weapons, the humans were lining his pockets for his swords and blades, and as an inside trader, the secrets he sold to the demons were also making him quite wealthy. He was buying his time and saving for the palace he would build when he ruled the entire land. He was waiting for the right moment to kill the leader of the humans and take their place. Humans were much more easier to persuade and manipulate than demons. Besides, he had plans for the demons of these lands. He wanted full control, that's why he didn't interfere with the fighting part of the war, helping the humans more than the demons. As of now, only the lords of the North, East and South concerned themselves with the pesky humans that seemed to multiple like rabbits.

He was helping the humans gather more soldiers and better weapons, plan smarter attacks and effectively adapt to the hit and run method. The method was successfully pushing demon soldiers back onto their lands. Demons were more traditional fighters, they didn't understand the concept of a hit and run attack. It took them completely by surprise, not giving them time to analyze the situation like they tend to do. And before they knew it, they were gone, leaving a mess and extreme confusion behind.

Once he took over for the human's general, he would lead an all out attack against the lords of these lands, pulling out every trick he had up his sleeves. The only problem with his plan was the lord of the west. The great Inu youkai Lord Sesshomaru. As the most powerful of the four lords he didn't concern himself with the war. He has been completely neutral to both sides, neither helping or resisting, only fighting for and defending his land. That was okay for Naraku, he didn't need the headache of fighting the great lord anyways. But if he ever did chose to fight, it would be the half breed's downfall. He knew Lord Sesshomaru was too powerful and his troops were much more vigorously trained than the other lords. He wouldn't stand a chance, that's why he needs him taken care of. But he has yet to come across someone willing to take the job, that was until recently.

For the longest time he has been searching for the Shikon No Tama, he was sure the jewel would grant him power to defeat all of his enemies. But the last time he seen it was when the priestess Kikyou was still alive, rumor has it she burned it with her body once she passed. He heard rumors her reincarnation might have the jewel but anyone has yet to find her. For the last 2 or 3 years however he has heard of rumors about a certain mercenary. Someone they called the Grey Ghost. This so called ghost might just be the person he has been looking for. And he just recently found out a way to contact them. Then if they actually got the job done, maybe he could control them in some way, turn them into one of his pets like all his other incarnations.

Speaking of incarnations, " Kanna, show me the western domain."

The small girl stepped forward, lifting the mirror so her master could see more clearly. The mirror swirled for a moment before showing a foggy image of a palace. It made him frown, every time he tried to spy on Sesshomaru his vision was always blocked, as if the lord new he was watching him. It must be a barrier of some sort surrounding the entire western lands.

His red eyes studied the foggy screen for a moment, " Show me Kikyou's old home."

The mirror swirled again, a picture of an rundown hut came into view, he watched as the elder Miko of the village stepped out of the strawed door. He frowned, he couldn't believe he actually fell for that old hags older sister, the thought of what Kikyou would look like now made his stomach turn. The one eyed elder wiped her wrinkled forehead before shading her eyes, trying to peer off into the distance. He followed her eyesight but couldn't see what she obviously alerted her because she immediately began heading into that direction. Odd, he thought, what would make the old woman force herself to move at such a fast pace. Not having anymore time to observe the odd behavior, he blinked, as the mirror sparked, then became foggy like that of the western palace. He frowned now unable to see where ever the elder was going. Something odd was definitely going on and he needed to know what, to make sure it didn't interfere with his plans.

He stood, slowly walking out the room of the " borrowed" manor he was currently using.

" Kagura."

The wind demoness turned, leaning against the wall, snapping her fan open and closed, waiting for her master to give her an order. " Yes Naraku."

" Go and have Goshinki destroy Kikyou's home village and kill her younger sister."

" Why, the old human only has a few years left anyways."

Naraku stopped, turning towards the wind demoness, arms folding behind his back as he leveled her with crimson eyes, " Question me again and I will absorb you."

Kagura straightened off the wall, nodding at the threat, " Yes Naraku." Walking down the hall.

He watched her go, he liked how she despised him but was forced to obey. It gave him thrills, the power of controlling others, not just manipulating them, he liked knowing they knew they didn't want to do it but did it anyways. He just like forcing people, scaring people. He shook off the thought, turning, walking in the opposite direction. He had to get ready, if his resources were correct, a particular mercenary would be making an appearance at a certain location. And he was hoping to meet a ghost.

Kagome was walking for hours, not stopping to rest or eat. She was reaching the boarder of her mentor's village. Matter of fact if she stood on the hill ahead of her she would be able to see the old Miko's hut. Kaede taught her everything she knew about her powers, she was the most widely known Miko in the land. After all she was Kikyou's younger sister. Kagome was happy she had her as a trainer but now was not the time for a visit.

Instead she turned left, trekking deeper and deeper into the forest, the sun was setting slowly, but she didn't care, she could see perfectly in the dark. She moved steadily, remembering the path by heart, the path she took every year on this particular day. Her old village use to be just across the river from Kaede's.

Before it was burned down on this very day. Yes, today was the 17th anniversary of her family's death. She stepped over a tree root and stepped into a small clearing. It was ten oak trees, forming a half circle. A huge weeping willow dividing them in half. Tree's she planted when she was 7 years old. Walking over to the willow, she pushed a long draping leafs out her way, seeing the entrance to a cave.

Walking through it she felt a sudden shiver of a barrier. The cave widened out, able to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Standing in the opening of the finished tunnel, Kagome frowned, why did she continue to come back here.

She was standing at the edge of a secluded clearing, with a calming pool of fresh cold water in the center. The grass beneath was soft and springy, flowers made a rainbow of colors across the cave. This was it, the secret garden she had worked so hard to create for her surprise gift to her family. She had came across the cave about a week before she got the idea to plant the garden. She wasn't suppose to be so far away from home but she found herself randomly chasing a rabbit that day. It ran by the cave and curiosity got the best of her so she walked in. Finding the little slice of Eden made her giddy, but she wanted to keep it a secret. She worked extra hard around her village, hiring herself out as a maid and helper to save money for all the exotic plants and tree seeds. She planted the oaks and willow tree out front to use as a protective barrier from predators and thieves. She created the barrier by accident but strengthened it every year she returned.

Pale eyes glanced around, she had made a walk way of stepping stones to separate three different entrance ways. An acre of wreath holding a plaque with her family member's name on it. Her mother's garden had paperbark maple, stewartia, kousa dogwoods, hollies, and rare and unusual conifers of all shapes, sizes and colors. All her favorite flowers.

Her father's garden had witch hazels, magnolias, dogwoods, rhododendrons, azaleas, crab apples, roses, and stewartia. All his favorite flowers.

Souta was only 3 at the time, he didn't have a particular favorite flower, so she had guessed, filling his garden with hydrangeas, summer sweets, butterfly bush, aconites, witch hazels, crocuses, hellebores, camellias, chionodoxas, and pansies.

The garden was a magnificent sight to behold. She hated it. She hated every flower, every bush, every tree, every leaf. She hated it all. She hated this place, the very meaning of this place. She stopped maintaining it years ago so she didn't know how it stayed so well manicured. It was some sort of sick, twisted ironic pun, the very thing that made her miss her death with her family won't fucking die. Plump lips frowned, she wanted this place to burn, she wanted this land to burn, this world to burn. She wanted everyone, everything to feel her pain. She wanted revenge on the world for letting her family die, for letting good people die.

She turned, storming out of the cave, why did she continue to come here, it just made her angry. She quickly made her way to the exit, her powers rising with each aggravated step. She slapped at a willow leaf as she made her way back out to open air. She took calming breaths that she knew wasn't going to work. When she was pissed, she stayed pissed. She marched forward, needing to get away from this place, away from this memory.

She hated this place, she hated this place, she hated this place. The thought wouldn't settle, her anger wouldn't settle. She frowned realizing where her angry feet were bringing her. The Goshinboku.

Furious eyes stared up at the supposed sacred tree, the same tree her family would picnic around, saying prays and giving gifts to the gods. She frowned, she hated this damn tree, all the lies it betrayed, all the false hopes it gave her and her family. What was the fucking point to pray for safety if it wasn't going to do anything. She pulled out her weapons from her sash and stabbed the bark with the points. Every time she came to this stupid tree, her family said prayers. She use to pray to be smart like her parents, Souta would pray for more toys like most three years olds, her father prayed for a good harvest, but her mother prayed for protection. Every time they came, that's what she prayed for. She could still hear her voice, may the gods protect us and bless us with safety.

She pushed harder, wishing the tree would bleed, wishing it could scream, wishing it could cry out in pain. This stupid tree didn't deserve to be here. Her family didn't deserve to die!

Destroy it, a deep voice whispered in her head. A voice she's been hearing for a long time. A voice she tended to listen to. She pulled her weapons out, seeing no damage done she charged them with her powers, determined to take this tree down. She slapped the ends of her scythes together, forming her deadly staff. She raised it like a baseball bat, she'll hack the damn thing down if she had to.

" Kagome."

She turned, pointing her weapon at the intruder, her frown only deepened seeing her mentor hurrying over to her. She didn't need Kaede to see what she was about to do to the so called god tree. " Go home."

Kaede shook her head at her angry pupil, " The tree is not your enemy."

Pale eyes narrowed, the darkening sky making Kagome look mysteriously scary, " What do you want."

Kaede stepped forward, " I knew you would come here when I realized what today was. I need to speak with you Kagome. I do not think you are well."

Kagome turned away, " I'm fine. Go home."

Though Kaede only known Kagome for the past three years, she felt a deep connection with the girl. " Kagome, just..."

Kagome turned, glaring at her mentor, " Not now, I am not in the mood."

Kaede touched the young woman's shoulder, " That's precisely what I wanted to talk to you about."

Kagome jerked away from the hand, she twisted her staff, breaking them up into her dual scythes and began walking away without saying another word. Kaede sighed, watching her go, Kagome was a bright young woman, a lovely young woman and yet a troubled young woman. Ever since Kaede came to the conclusion about her mass amount of power she had been tossing around other theories as well. Kagome stopped her Miko training a year ago, feeling she learned everything there was to learn about control. Kaede only wished she would have stayed with her longer. She wished she didn't use her gifts and skills as weapons. She wished she would just let her talk to her, let her help her. With another sigh, Kaede slumped her shoulders and turned around, heading home. She'll come to her when she's ready.

Kagome kept walking, she was still covered in grime and dried blood but she'll bath later, right now, she had to kill something, anything. She pulled her powers back in, knowing she wouldn't lose control, because she never lost control. She walked through the forest, looking for anything to take her anger out on. Most animals sensing her mood already left the area so she had to use what was left. Trees. She could use her weapons, but she wanted to get physical, so she stabbed her weapons into the ground and lit her hands with a pink glow. The first haymaker shattered bark, taking a monster size chunk out of the trunk. Not watching as it toppled over, she turned, slamming her fist into another tree, the bark splintering on contact, splitting the tree in half. Her anger grew as she let herself throw the tantrum, she wanted blood not bark. She wanted to smash bones, she wanted to rip off someone's head.

Her senses picked up an intruder that was trying to hide his aura, she smashed her fist into another tree, not watching as it burst into smithereens. Instead, she used the raining bark as a distraction, spinning back she grabbed her scythes in a roll and flipped to her feet. A sharp point directed towards the trespasser. " What do you want?"

A body stepped out from the shadows, the darkening sky made it hard to make out. He wore a white baboon cloak-like outfit that hid his face. She stared back, her grip tightening on her weapon, hanyou, her mind read off, puppet. She launched forward in a spin, taking off the head of the imposter. The puppet returning to its original form, Kagome just turned, twisting her weapons in her hand, " Now come out before you piss me off, I'm not in the mood."

A moment passed, before she sensed the owner of the puppet step forward, he was dressed in the same baboon outfit as his puppet. A cool breeze was swept in. Something she appreciated, she was sweaty and itchy in her dirty clothes. Eyes narrowed as the man pulled the pelt off of him.

Kagome watched a lean but built body come into view. She looked up farther, long black hair flowed around his shoulders. She continued until she stared into fiery crimson eyes. He was smiling. " You must be the Grey Ghost."

Kagome stared at him, her hat shielding her face, " You got three sentences to entertain me. Go."

Naraku blinked, surprised at the blunt response but more surprised at the feminine curves under the layer of clothes he was looking at, " You're a woman."

Kagome frowned, something tickled the back of her neck, telling her to be wary of the man in front of her. " Two more."

He grinned again, she thought of a shark, Those red eyes gleamed, illuminated by the thin stream of luminescence casting through the trees. " My name is Naraku, I am looking to hire your services."

Cautiously she flipped her scythe, so she could put her hand on her waist, " So does everybody I meet, one more to go."

Naraku frowned, he couldn't quite get a read off the mysterious woman before him. " There is to be an uprising, the lord of the west is planning on sending his army to aid the north in the attack against Lord Yutomushi."

Yutomushi was a self proclaimed king that was the main leader for the humans in this war. He was a warlord that was power hungry for more land, he was just as bad as the demons that wanted humans to be nothing but food and slaves. But the lord of the west was different, Kagome shook her head, " Lord Sesshomaru never paid this war any mind, why would he start now?"

" Yutomushi plans to attack the western villages."

Kagome turned away, " Then the fool will die." walking away.

Naraku took a step forward, " Don't you see the danger. Lord Sesshomaru can not be involved in the war. Someone of his power can not be on one side. You have to depose of him."

Kagome frowned, turning back around, this guy was fucking up her mood, she wasn't in the mood to play nice, she wasn't in the mood to talk. She wanted to cause some damage. Her anger began rising again, forcing her powers through her eyes, she snatched off her hat. Her pale blue eyes a fierce glowing gray in the dark. The piercing eyes made Naraku actually take a step back. " You do not command me! And you can not afford me, your stench reek of deceit and if you want to live another moment you'll leave now."

She watched crimson eyes blink in actual amusement, " 1 million pounds, all in gold coins."

Glowing eyes narrowed, " And where the fuck would you get those type of funds?"

Naraku frowned, the woman had a rather vulgar mouth on her, " Does it matter?"

Pale eyes glanced down to her weapon, that's a lot of money to turn down, " Tomorrow night, at the little inn two villages to the east of here. I'll be in the last room at the end of the hall, on the top floor. Don't use the front entrance. We'll talk more in detail."

Naraku nodded, " Understood, half tomorrow and the other half when you bring me his head."

Kagome nodded, " I didn't say I'll take the job, I said we'll talk." turning away. She felt the eyes on her to glance back, but she wasn't, this conversation was over. She walked about 2 meters until he finally got the point, replacing his baboon pelt and fading into the darkness. She was still frowning, she didn't like that guy. His aura was like the boogie man, a dark tale purposely meant to frighten and terrorize. It was so dark and malicious, it made her wonder what he was hiding.

It was pissing her off, she never had any real control over her anger, once she was mad, she stayed mad. Kaede tried to teach her calming techniques but they never worked. Nothing ever worked besides causing damage. Destroy. That same voice whispered her in her head. And she agreed, she needed to hurt something, she needed to make something bleed. Make it scream in absolute pain.

A sudden burst of youki caught her attention, something huge and powerful was in the area. She grinned, this was the distraction she was looking for. Spinning her weapons, she took off towards the demon at full speed.

Goshinki was a large horned ogre with the ability to read minds. He was extremely agile, physically very powerful, and had teeth so strong they could break anything in their grasp. He stomped his way to the village he was suppose to destroy. Wondering for a moment why he was taking on such an amateur job. He looked at the village coming into his sight, it was a pathetic little hovel. The humans were already scattering about, trying to save what little they can before they were crushed.

Kaede stepped out of her hut, directing people into the surrounding forest to safety. She wobbled to the outskirts of the village, bow and arrow in hand. The ogre stomped forward, Kaede took aim, Kagome please save us, she thought, releasing the weak arrow towards the demon.

Goshinki laughed, swatting the arrow away like a fly, " This Kagome can not save you." A large clawed hand reared back. Kaede hands flew up to protect her face, a reflex that would do little to stop the sharp claws that were closing in fast on her position. May the gods protect her young pupil, was her last prayer.

There was a sudden roar of pain, Kaede opened her one eye, seeing the claw that was going to end her life laying on the ground in front of her. She stood straight, blinking, confused for a moment. Someone landed quietly in front of her in a crouch, Kaede smiled, happy to see her savior was her stubborn pupil.

She stepped forward, " Kagome.." she called out, then paused when said woman glanced at her. The elder swallowed softly, she knew that look, Kagome was in one of her moods. Something she so desperately wanted to talk to her about.

Kagome glanced back up to the demon that was still screaming in pain. A smirk crossed her face, this is what she wanted. Twisting her lethal staff, Kagome tossed it to the ground. It stabbed the grass in a tilt before erupting a pink light, the soft glow funneled out before forming a protective barrier around the entire village. Safe from harm and anymore destruction, Kagome stepped forward, " Can you talk, or are you one of those brainless demons."

Goshinki glanced down, holding the stub of wear his arm use to be, " You will die for your insolence girl!"

Kagome grinned, " This just got more fun." her hands lit with a dark pink glow, her fingernails looking like claws. She launched forward and began slashing away at the demon. Goshinki didn't have a moment to even think as pain continued to strike him at every angle possible. He tried to stop the girl, but she was too fast, and each slash she made at him continued to burn. He swiped at her with his good hand but missed, the blood loss making him dizzy and disorientated. He tried to stomp on her with his huge foot but she easily dodged his attacks, as if she was the one able to read minds.

Kagome continued to claw at him, buzzing around him like an irritating fly, hacking at flesh and bones, her powers slowly purifying him. She could have ended this quickly but she liked to get physical, she needed to get physical. Goshinki dropped to his knees, no longer able to stand. Kagome laughed, her blood thirst finally satisfied, casually she walked over to the fallen demon. With a glowing foot she stomped on the hand that was holding him up. She relished in the sound of his scream, for some reason it made her tingle with excitement. Watching him crash fully to the ground, she bent, next to his head, she grabbed one of his horns and pulled his face closer to hers. " My name is the Grey Ghost, it was a pleasure killing you today."

She stood and watched the demon purify completely into ash. She stared at the spot for a moment, then laughed. It was a light airy bell like laugh, and yet it had a certain malicious undertone to it. A certain depth that made you weary, a haunting tone that made you suspicious, that made you worry. It was an oddly, beautifully sinister laugh. Kagome turned, picking up her staff, her barrier dropping. Kaede made her way over to the younger female, the older woman smiled softly, her one eye warm and motherly, " You stink."

Kagome couldn't help the laughter that bubbled from her chest, she smiled down at her mentor, in a much better mood. Kaede smiled back, " Let's go to the hot springs."

Kagome just nodded, happy to agree, she smelled like after birth. They walked in silence, something they both appreciated, the peace and quiet of the night forest always relaxing. It didn't take them long to get there, upon seeing the bubbling spring, Kagome twisted her staff and tossed it to the ground, again creating her protective barrier around the area. Safe from prying eyes and night time predators Kagome pulled at her dirty clothes. Kaede simply rested against the trunk of a large oak tree, she had already bathed for the day.

Kagome didn't mind however, she was just ready to enjoy the warm water, but she knew something else was on the elders mind. " What Kaede." She said as she finally dipped in the warm water.

Kaede stretched her arms for a moment before tucking her hands in her sleeves, relaxing, " Nothing young one, enjoy your bath, we will talk later."

Kagome dived under the water then resurfaced, " I don't got time later. I got a job."

" Who is it this time?"

" He was a hanyou but he hid his aura well." She blinked, her pale blue eyes glowed grey in the dark, " He didn't have any traits of a hanyou either." She scrubbed at dirty arms, " It's not natural, he definitely wasn't born that way. Said his name was Naraku."

Kaede froze at the name, she knew the hanyou well, after all he was the cause of her sister's death. She swallowed softly, looking at the young female bathing in the warm water, Kaede has been watching over Kagome since she returned to these lands. She knew of her village destruction and knew she got her revenge. The western technique was different from the Japanese style but when Kagome returned a woman and fully trained you can see it fit her well. Kaede blinked, getting back on topic, " What did he want?"

Kagome dipped to wash her hair, " He wants Lord Sesshomaru dead."

Kaede sat up at the statement, surprise on her face, " That's insane."

Kagome just nodded, running her hands through her hair, " He fed me some bullshit about Lord Sesshomaru being forced to join the war."

Kaede frowned, it was obviously a lie, she never even met the man but can already tell something was really off with this guy, he was up to something no good, " Why would he want Lord Sesshomaru dead?"

Kagome shrugged, dipping deeper in the water, " He said Yutomushi was planning on attacking Lord Sesshomaru so he can join forces with the north." she paused, standing to step out of the water, picking up the inner material of her dirty clothes, the cleanest thing she had at the moment. " Its clearly a lie. Lord Sesshomaru don't give a damn about this war and Yutomushi is smart enough to leave him out of it if he knows what's good for him."

Kaede watched her slide the cloth over smooth skin, Kagome was actually a very beautiful young woman once you see her not carrying her deadly weapons. Or always hiding beneath the layer of clothes she always wore. Her hair fell around her like a curtain, shining in the glowing moonlight, turning parts of the ebony locks a seductive royal blue. Her curvy body toned and firm, yet soft and feminine. It would make any man's mouth water. If she ever gave them a chance. Throughout her life Kagome has been so focused on training that she never spent any time romancing. Kaede thought it was a shame, she would make a wonderful wife, but that's not the life Kagome saw for herself. At least not until the perfect man comes around and changes her mind.

Kagome's voice brought Kaede back to reality, " He said someone of that strength couldn't be on one side of the war. Which is kind of true but why not just kill Yutomushi? He's the one trying to persuade Lord Sesshomaru into fighting. It would be easier and a whole lot cheaper."

Kaede blinked, " Cheaper? Does that mean you took the job?"

Kagome tied her dirty obi around the top to keep it closed, " No, but he's offering 1 million pounds in gold coins."

Kaede stood, " That is insane, Lord Sesshomaru is the strongest of all the demon lords and a good man."

Kagome looked over to her, " You act like you know him personally." she said, picking up her scythe staff, the barrier dropping instantly.

Kaede frowned, her one eye glancing away, " I've met him before." she stated vaguely, she was sworn to secrecy about her knowing the great lord. She shook her head, looking back up, " Kagome I've heard of this Naraku before, he is a deceitful manipulative monster. I highly doubt Yutomushi is planning to willingly attack the west, its ridiculous. Why would the humans want the strongest of the lords battling against them?"

Kagome rolled her eyes, picking up her dirty clothes, " I can see that its a set up Kaede."

Kaede followed her, " It is a trap, Naraku only wishes to obtain power. Land is power. To obtain land you need power. He is just trying to use you."

Kagome tied her dirty clothes into a bundle and tied it to her waist to wash later, " Your repeating yourself, your repeating yourself using different sentences. You know I hate that, it brings on my headaches." she mumbled. And Kami knows, she got the worst headaches.

Kaede frowned, " Kagome you can not take this assignment. Naraku can not be trusted."

Kagome pale eyes narrowed, thumping in her head rising, " What the fuck did I just tell you about repeating yourself."

Kaede sighed, knowing what type of mood was coming with her young pupils attitude, " I'm saying, is it not suspicious that the hanyou knew where to find you, what was your name, how to bargain with you. I believe he wants lord Sesshomaru dead for a more insidious reason."

Kagome raised a brow, " You think he's one of the founders of the war?"

Kaede nodded, " All of the weapons being supplied to the humans have to be coming from somewhere. Its the only way he can have 1 million pounds in gold coins to give to you."

Kagome shook her head, it didn't make any sense, " Why would he be helping the humans, he's a demon."

" No, he's a hanyou, and from what I hear, half breeds aren't really welcomed in the demon community. Perhaps he wants the humans to win, then kill Yutomushi and take his place."

Kagome frowned, " Its a stupid idea, the western palace is damn near impossible to infiltrate."

" And that's why he asked for you. Because of course after hearing about this godforsaken Legendary Asa Shin Fujo he believes you can get the job done."

Kagome frowned, turning to her mentor, " I don't judge your profession so don't judge mine."

Kaede shook her head, " I am just sad that you use your talents for such violence. Killing demons and humans for money is bad enough? Now you want to kill a lord. I knew your parents, they would never approve of this."

Pale eyes narrowed, a hand wrapped around a fragile neck, cutting off the elder's air supply. " Don't you ever talk about my parents." Kagome threatened, a dangerous gleam in her glowing grey eyes.

Kaede coughed, realizing she was at least a foot off the ground. " I can't breathe." she gasped out.

Kagome simply stared at her, kill her, the deep voice whispered. Kagome hand tightened on the neck she was using to hold Kaede's body up. Her face was starting to turn blue, Kagome just watched, her hand squeezing just a bit more. More, it whispered in her head, just a bit harder and crus her windpipe. Kill her, destroy her, finish her.

Kaede slapped weakly at the hand around her neck, seeing spots before her eye, " Please." she gasped out.

Kagome stared at her for moment longer, her face void of any expression. She suddenly opened her hand, letting Kaede drop to the ground with a plop. Kaede coughed, taking in deep breaths, rubbing her sore neck, " You almost killed me."

Kagome simply turned away, " Almost being the key word in that sentence."

Kaede shook her head, struggling to a stand, her blurry eye blinking rapidly, trying to focus, " Kagome please, just listen to me. I know why you feel the way you do."

Kagome turned to her mentor, her piercing eyes glowing gray with her power, making the elder stop, " You will never know why I feel the way I do." she hissed.

Kaede took a sharp breath, there were plenty of times when Kagome sudden mood swings scared her, but she never feared her like she did now, " Kagome let me help you."

Glowing eyes narrowed dangerously, " Help me?" she repeated, " Help me." she twisted her staff, breaking into her dual scythes, advancing towards Kaede, " Where the fuck were you when my entire village was set on fire?!" Kaede backed into a tree as Kagome came towards her, " Where the fuck was your help when my entire family was butchered like fucking animals!"

She pointed a sharp tip at the old woman's neck, " I don't need your fucking help. Try to stop me and I will kill you. I'll slit your throat and not even look back, do you understand me?"

Kaede shook her head, " Kagome this is not you."

She just frowned, " Then you don't know me very well." she said, pulling away and turning around.

Kaede watched the young woman walk away from her, she rubbed her throat, a tear leaking out of her red eye. She hurt for the young girl that won't let herself feel any pain. She knew Kagome was sick in the mind and she knew why. If only the girl would listen to her, if only she would let her help her. Sick or not, she couldn't let her go through with this assignment. She had to do something, for if she succeeded, Naraku would gain so much power not only these lands would fall to his wrath.

Okay, so tell me what you think, should I continue or no?