INUYASHA

The next day, Koga came up to me after he had finished hunting.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I said. I stood up. “would you mind explaining to me why you brought me here?”

“Oh yeah. Well you see there is a clan of demon birds who call themselves the Birds of Paradise. They also live in this mountain and they are our enemies. They attack our pack, carry off our comrades and eat them. One of them has a sacred jewel shard and I need you to tell me which one it is so I can kill it.”

“They’re killing you.” I repeated, my eyes wide. Koga nodded. His eyes were filled with pain. I hate...

Koga was looking at me weirdly. I guess he had never heard of a person who could sense the jewel shards before. InuYasha slashed at him, but Koga jumped out of the way. Koga is too fast for InuYasha I thought. Just then, Koga kicked InuYasha in the face.

“InuYasha!” I yelled as he slammed into the ground. I saw him stand up and get into his new stance. He’s going to try the Wind Scar! I thought, recognizing that form. I looked at Koga, he ran at InuYasha but then his face changed. He knows!

“Fall back,” Koga yelled. He and his wolves disappeared into the forest.

“Where are you...

When I woke up, I found myself in a small wooden shack. There was a fire in the middle of the room and a blanket covered me. I sat up quickly, remembering that I wasn’t at home anymore.

“Glad to see you’re awake.” I heard a voice say. I turned and saw the dog-eared boy sitting against the wall.

“How long was I out?” I asked, rubbing my head and looking around.

“About half an hour.” The boy said, leaning forward. “Are you sure your okay Kagome.” I sighed.

“That’s not my name.” I said, standing up. “Now if you’ll excuse me I would like to go home now.” I walked...

I was finally home. After a year, I, Kyoko Higurashi, am finally home. I was chosen to be a transfer student for the Japanese-American exchange program. I stood in from of the steps leading to my house. My black hair flowed down over my shoulders. I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing my favorite red tank top and jean shorts. I felt a little self-conscious of my American attire. I slowly breathed out and walked up the steps.
I walked through the courtyard to the front door. Suddenly it flew open.
    “Kyoko!” My family screamed as they ran out and hugged me. Tears...

His feet brought him to a high cliff. Because he couldn’t sleep, he had been moving day and night with hardly any rest. His legs were aching from the constant strain, his body ready to collapse into itself. He stood at the edge of the cliff and gazed down at the dizzying height. All he needed was to lean over for it to all end. He could already feel gravity pulling at him, inviting him down. His staff fell from his hands. He tottered back and forth; his legs had no more strength. If only he would lean forward, then it would all end. He wouldn’t have to worry about the Wind Tunnel consuming...