My first Okami fanfic! I'm so proud of myself. This is before the game. Please enjoy. This'll be short; three chapters or so.

I own nothing but this fic idea.

The fall of the Mother

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Amaterasu watched over the small village from her place at the top of the hill. Ishaku watched from his place on the top of her furry white head. It was the night and the night of the sacrifice. Orochi would send his arrow into one of the chosen maiden's homes and she would go and die. The snow-white wolf slipped down the mountain-side, crossing into the Hana Valley and entered Kamiki Village. The moon hung low in the sky—no stars were out, just pitch blackness.

Just then, Nagi came from his hut, sword in hand. Amaterasu looked right at him, her ear twitched and her tail trembled. Ishaku hid in her warm fur. The human in front of the wolf goddess drew out his sword, pointing it at her. The white wolf shifted on her paws and turned to look directly at him, unfazed.

"Alright, you unholy demon," Nagi cried. "Your reign with the dragon Orochi shall end tonight."

Amaterasu snorted as the human advanced on her. The white wolf goddess crouched down low and stood still as Nagi thrust his sword. She dodged, pouncing on him, sending the human to the ground below him. Amaterasu leapt off, landing a few feet away from Nagi. She growled as the human stood up. Nagi swung his sword, Amaterasu blocked. She did not want to use her Divine Powers on mere mortal. She knew his destiny and it was to defeat Orochi, the eight-headed fiend.

"You fight well, wolf," Nagi cried. "But I can fight and I will beat you tonight!"

The wolf snorted as Nagi attacked again. The human swiped his sword, aiming for the wolf's heart. The white wolf jumped back, hitting the cold waters behind her. Nagi advanced on the female wolf, swinging his sword. The wolf went deeper and deeper into the waters, her fur becoming soaked with icy liquid. Nagi jumped, trying to kill the wolf. Amaterasu grabbed the sword between her jaws and pulled forward, pulling Nagi into the water. The wolf jumped out, shaking out her fur.

Nagi stalked out of the water as the wolf trotted away, going over the bridge and running out of the village. She went to where there was the bridge to overlook the large tree. The tree glowed almost as the moon's rays outlined the form of the tree. Ishaku jumped off the wolf, landing on the ground. The tiny poncle sighed, rubbing at his temples.

"Boy, Ammy, things aren't going well," he whispered. "I hope tonight is the night."

Amaterasu let out a whimper and nodded. Ishaku sat down as Amaterasu rested beside him. The poncle rubbed her mussel comfortingly.

"Oh, ma chérie," called a voice.

Amaterasu glanced up, seeing the prophet stand on the hill. He glanced down at her, placing the flute into his robe. The white wolf stood up, cocking her head to him and let out a confused bark. He jumped down, landing next to her.

"Tonight is the night," he stated.

Ishaku looked up, surprised and confused. "Truly?" he asked.

"Truly," Waka stated, giving a short nod and crossed his arms. "Orochi shall die this night."

The white wolf perked up and wagged her tail. Waka smiled at the female wolf. "Yes, ma chérie, the reign of terror shall end and this village will be free," he stated.

The wolf let out a snort and barked happily. Ishaku smiled, bouncing onto the top of the wolf's head. "Great, thanks, Waka," he stated.

Just then, there was a light and a sound. Amaterasu became alert and glanced up into the sky, Waka and the poncle following her gaze. There was an arrow high in the sky and it floated in the air. All the villagers came out from their homes, looking at the arrow in horror. It was lanced and it landed on the roof of the fair Nami's home. The leader of the village, Mr. Apple, looked at Nami with a pained face.

"My child, I'm so sorry," he whispered.

Nagi looked at the woman. He loved the woman with all his heart and he would not let her die. The man shook his head. "No," he growled, "not this time!"

The village folk turned to him, confused.

"What?" inquired Nami, holding her hands up above her heaving breast. "What do you mean?"

Nagi smirked. "Give me the clothes that the sacrifice wears and I will go to defeat the dragon," he stated proudly.

Nami and the others looked at him in horror. The woman rushed to him, holding out her hands. "No, you can't!" she cried.

Nagi shook his head. "No, I will defeat that dragon," he stated. "His evil reign shall end."

The village folk looked around right at him. Amaterasu watched, a proud smile on her furry face. Nami took Nagi to get dressed in the sacrificial clothing. He looked like a complete idiot in the clothing. Ishaku shook his head, patting the wolf's head.

"This is wonderful," he stated. "C'mon, Ammy, let's move."

Amaterasu glanced at Waka, who gave a swift nod of his head. The white wolf rushed off, going down the mountain-side, determined to help Nagi in his cause. The prophet watched sadly. He knew the fate for the white wolf goddess, and it was not good.