AN: This is a bit strange because I am only on book seven in this series, but I decided it might give it a bit more twist if I start this now and not after I already know what happens.

This fiction will be very mature at points, so if you are under 18… well, hey, so am I! So let's say if you are fewer than 13, please do not read this! The characters will be OOC or in character depending on the situation, I suppose.

Important things to Note:

Kagome is not in this story! Although I do use her lines every now and then. I replaced her with two Original Characters, whom I like to call Dove Lovell and Mari Carpenter.

Sesshomaru is probably going to be the most OOC but you will have to deal with that.

Also, the first couple books will be cannon, but I can't rewrite everything!

I DO NOT own InuYasha, or anything remotely famous, actually. If I did… well, I wouldn't be writing on here, now, would I?

Also, flamers will be extinguished… in a very public and embarrassing manner. This is FANFICTION, people, not everything will be exactly how you would want it.

Chapter One

~Dove POV~

My name is Dove Lovell. I am native to England and live with my foster parents there. My neighbor is also my best friend/ pseudo sister. Mari's grandfather had taken us to China for summer break. We were originally from America, but we both spoke and read Japanese Mandarin Chinese fluently. We both draw manga in our spare time, and were having a blast looking through all the manga stands that seemed to be everywhere around the major tourist attractions. I was wearing my favorite outfit, a plain white boat-neck sweater dress and teal leggings. Mari wore her usual blue jeans and a black halter. Both of us has black hair, only hers was curly and mine was stick straight.

"Come on, hurry Mari!" I yelled at my best friend. Mari, at the moment, was lagging behind. She always did in large crowds; she was polite and went around people, whereas I considered myself an expert crowd cutter, weaving and dancing through people, barely brushing most of them as I passed.

"Hey, Dove," She called back. "Come here for a sec! I found something really inspiring!" I backtracked through the crowd easily, stopping at her side and following her gaze.

"Oh!" I gasped as I saw the house she was staring at. It was old, obviously here and standing from at least 100 years ago. But there was something eerily intriguing in the way it stood, untouched by the tourist expansion but bowed from the weather over the years.

"Let's go check it out!" She said excitedly. I nodded eagerly.

"Yes, let's," I agreed. We linked arms and skipped up the path, laughing gleefully at our find. I nudged the door, surprised when it swung in easily. Pulling out my sketchpad, I began to sketch a young Asian girl in this setting. A well rose up in the cellar, and I had a sudden urge to see how deep it was, a typical well nowadays you could just climb out of.

"Help me uncover the well," I said, turning towards Mari. She nodded in agreement and we each took a side of the long, thick cover that was sealing it shut. We counted to three and lifted. We expected the lid to be heavier than it was, so our momentum threw us onto the ground.

"Ow," I said, rubbing my sore head. And then Mari screamed. I looked up to see what scared her, and screamed.

A half decaying woman… no, centipede… thing with six human arms was staring back at us, rising from the well. She wrapped three arms around Mari and three around me before dragging us down into the endless blackness. I regained some sense and began to fight its hold, kicking and punching. We reached the bottom of the well… only to fall through, the gravity force pulling us up, or at least, that is what it felt like. I soon realized that really, the world had just flipped, like in that Pirates of the Caribbean: at World's End movie when they return from the locker and flip the boat. Up is down.

The centipede thing shook us around. I looked to see why Mari wasn't screaming along with me, and was horrified to see that she had passed out, her deep blonde hair sticking to the large bloody gash standing out on her otherwise pale forehead. The centipede sniffed Mari and growled, tossing her aside. I screamed again when my best friend hit the ground with a loud 'thunk!' This time I wasn't scared, though; this time I was angry.

The thing sniffed me and I socked her one right in her mouth. She hissed as her cheek bone crumbled under my fist and drew back, dropping me. I was ready for that, and landed as neatly as I could, grabbing a metal pole that had apparently been barring the well before the thing broke through. I swung my weapon widely to get her attention, and tried to remember all seven years of my karate and fencing training that Mari and I took after our language lessons every Sunday and Wednesday.

I swung and jabbed it, dodging its lunges and thousands of arms as best I could.

The thing hissed at me, but I continued to slowly draw it away from Mari. If I had to die, I would at least save Mari and do my best to take this overly large centipede with me. We fought all the way back, deep in the forest, and I was growing slightly tired, but still dancing around the thing's lunges and legs. After a moment, I saw a change to take it out, and took it. I swung my metal weapon as hard as I could slicing three arms cleanly off with the jagged edge.

I was revolted when the arms kept moving on the ground, so I kicked one in each direction as fast as I could while the creature was distracted, and ran deeper into the forest. I came upon a small village shortly; well aware I was still being followed, and ran the other direction, not wanting anyone else to get killed at the moment. A voice startled me out of my panting.

"Just settle this in one blow, Kikyou," the voice said almost amusedly. "Like you did with me,"

I whipped around, holding the metal bar up in defense. I was startle to see a man there, an arrow straight through his heart, pinning him to the tree… yet, he was very much alive.

The thing came out of nowhere, wrapping around not only me but the man as well. I gasped when we were put face to face. He looked at me.

"You're not Kikyou," He said. I stopped struggling.

"Thank you for pointing out the bloody obvious!" I nearly screamed in his face, my frustration overloading. The centipede woman hissed and opened her mouth as I struggled harder.

A wet, ripping sound came before the pain.

"FUCK!" I screamed. Looking down, I realized I could see my ribs, along with a shit-ton of blood. Freeing the pole and my arm, I brought it around, slicing off more of the thing's legs. It barely noticed, hissing gleefully at something that had come out of me on the ground.

"The Jewel of Four Souls!" She hissed. "It is mine! At last!" The man next to me groaned and I whipped my head towards him, clutching my side, trying to stop the blood flow. I growled at him.

"Will you do something? You have just sat there since this began!" He rolled his strange orange eyes.

"There is a fucking seal on the arrow, baka," He said. I looked at the arrow protruding from his chest. "It makes it so I cannot move. If you take it out, I will kill this thing." The thing swallowed the Jewel that had been in my body and began to transform.

"Hurry, idiot girl!" He growled. I decided I had no better option and nodded, reaching to wrap my blood soaked hand around the arrow. With an almighty yank, it was out. Instantly, the man's ears (which I just now noticed were wolf-like ears atop his head) perked and his teeth lengthened into fangs. He tensed his muscles…

And the coil of centipede exploded from around us, the man/dog thing having destroyed it.

"Iron Reaver Soul Stealer!" He roared, slashing at the thing's head. It turned into a pile of shattered bones and mush on the ground and I almost threw up. That shit is nasty.

"Quick child," An old lady said from behind me. I whipped around; I hadn't even seen her there! "Do you see the glow of the Jewel?" I searched the remains of the monster, finally seeing it in a bit of skull.

"Yes," I responded.

"It needs to be taken out of the demon. With it, she is more powerful than any of us!" I reached down, mindful of my injury, and peeled the skin away from the jewel, grimacing slightly. The old woman sighed in relief.

"So, you old hag," The man/dog said from behind us.

"InuYasha?" She cried in dismay. "How are you awake? That spell was unbreakable!" InuYasha chortled.

"Not if someone freed me!" He said. I suddenly regretted not dying with this man. "Now, little idiot girl," He said, turning to me. "You shall feel my claws!" He lunged, just as the old woman threw a necklace around his neck and I dodged. He landed in a crouch, snarling.

"Dove," The old woman cried. "Speak the subduing word!" I dodged InuYasha again.

"What? Which is the subduing word?" I yelled back, dodging yet again; still clutching my injured ribs. A part of me wondered how she knew my name.

"Any subduing word! He has to submit to you!"

"Me?" InuYasha roared in outrage. "Submissive?" I had a sudden inspiration. He lunged again and I braced myself, hoping this would work.

"SIT!" I yelled.

KERTHUNK!

"What?" InuYasha cried, pulling his head out of the dirt. "What witchcraft is this?" He tugged at the necklace. "I need the Shikon No Tama! It will be mine!" He lunged at the woman.

"Dove," She called simply.

"SIT!"

THRWACK!

I giggled; this was going to be sooo much fun! Then I remembered.

"Mari!" I gasped, springing to my feet. Screaming in pain, I sat back down, clutching my side. I was feeling quite lightheaded from the lack of blood. I turned to the old woman. "My friend, I left her by the well! She was injured, a large gash on her forehead." I said. The woman nodded and turned to a villager.

"Fetch the girl," She said. The man bowed.

"Yes, Lady Kaede," He said, scurrying off towards the way I had come. Kaede turned to me and eyed my pale face and wounded side.

"Come, Dove," She gestured for me to follow her as she turned to hobble away. "We must tend to that wound.

I followed obediently, leaning on the same metal bar I had used to fight the demon. In a surprising show of… compassion, I suppose; InuYasha bent down and lifted me into his arms, carrying me, careful of my injuries. I decided it was best not to say anything, so I let him carry me to the village. He dropped me in a moderately gentle manner onto a mat inside Lady Kaede's house. Kaede pushed up my sweater dress and wrung out a rag; cleansing my body of the blood before wrapping it tightly in a cloth bandage to aid the already scabbing wound in stopping the blood flow. She gave me a piece of fish and a loaf of bread, along with some water. I was amazed at my healing rate, but Kaede didn't react, acting as if it was normal. Maybe it was.

A few silent minutes passed, and I waited anxiously, sipping my tea to calm myself. Soon enough, the door swung open and in hobbled my best friend, her ankle twisted and skin pale, but alive and conscious. I got up as fast as I could and gently hugged the girl I considered to be my sister. Being an only child, she had always been like the younger sister I could dote upon; Even if she was only a month and 11 days younger. She was leaning heavily on the villager who had been sent to fetch her.

"Mari!" I sobbed. "You're all right!" She laughed weakly.

"When have you ever been able to get rid of me that easily? This kind man here has explained all that has happened, or as much as he knows. I would like the full story after we are rested and healed." She said very seriously. I nodded and she caught sight of something over my shoulder, a dazed look creeping into her expression.

"Uh-oh," I sighed playfully. "I know that look," it was a well known fact that Mari had serious and nearly instantaneous crushes. It has only happened four times in seven years, but she just got that… look on her face, and I just knew.

"Who is that?" she asked. I turned to see who she was talking about. InuYasha was staring back at my friend; a blank expression rivaled the curiosity in his topaz eyes. I sighed heavily, looks like I was going to play matchmaker again… although something told me that this time, it wouldn't be so difficult. I rolled my eyes and responded.

"That is InuYasha." I said in a bored tone. "Watch this," I smirked. "InuYasha, SIT!"

GERTHWACK!

Mari blinked… and bust out in giggles. "He has to do that every time?" She asked between laughter. I nodded, smiling smugly.

"Yep," InuYasha grumbled, peeling himself off the floor and leaped onto the windowsill. I giggled and Kaede began to wrap my friend's ankle and clean the gash on her head. It really wasn't as bad as it had looked now that there was no blood. Head wounds just bled a lot, I guess. Kaede wrapped her head, laid out some blankets and a few more mats to cushion the floor before bidding us goodnight and blowing out the candle. Mari and I snuggled deep under our covers and were out before your could say 'exhausted'.