Disclaimer: I do not own any of Inuyasha and co. but I do take full ownership of my character that u all r about to meet

A/N: this is my 2nd fanfic and I hope u like this one just as much as the 1st one…they r not connected in anyway so yea don't worry about having to read that other 1 first. But yea in this fic I'm trying to have unblessed somewhere in the title of the chapter to relate back to the title and just why Sachi's unblessed but yea…I'm done with my rambling so on with the show…(coughs slightly)…i mean chappie :P

Unblessed

Chapter 1-Her Unblessed Fate

Sachi wondered the night time streets of the small business parts of Tokyo; her flaming red hair shining in the dirty lights of the street lamps, but turned black the darkness. She was dressed in her regular school girl uniform it consisted of; a black short-sleeve button up blouse with a silver tie with the school crest on it; a gray and black plaid skirt; the black socks she wore reached up just under her knees, and replacing the original Mary Jane's were black leather and metal studded army boots with their laces untied and dragging across the damp dimly light sidewalk as Sachi walked back to her apartment. Lasting completing her punk-rock/Goth look were black and white strapped arm warmers that had the fingers cut out and went up to her elbow; and sparkling around her neck in sterling silver was a razor-blade necklace she wore(A/N: i have the arm warmers and the necklace; the arm warmers just scream Marline Manson XD). All this was what she had to wear, even when Sachi hadn't set foot in a school since she was fourteen.

-Flashback-

When she was ten she had come home late one night from a friend's house and found her mother dead on the kitchen floor of their apartment and the rest of it was in chaos. Dishes where shattered and sprawled across the floor; chairs were upturned while the couch was bleeding is comfortable snow white fluff from slash marks across its surface; the flower vases were now sparkling crystal shards on the floor surrounding Sachi's mother; everything was all destroyed.

She remembered it like it was yesterday seeing her mother lying on the wood floor beaten to death with slash marks all over her body leaving her beautiful face bruised and bloodied. She kneeled by her mother's body crying childish tears while she clutched the back of her blouse. It had taken some time for her to notice that she wasn't alone the murderer was still there waiting for her. As a chuckled rang out Sachi spun around her flaming hair and bitter tears flying from her deep emerald-indigo eyes that appeared to mirror the ocean during a storm. Sachi had turned just in time to see glowing red eyes as a claw like something came flying at her and sliced her across the chest from right shoulder to left hip; she was flung back from the force of the attack and cried out in pain as she was slammed against the cupboards beneath the sink.

Looking back up she saw that the attacker was readying himself for another attack and Sachi reacted with her martial arts and got out of the way of the attack and ran for her life. The pain across her chest was no where near the pain she was feeling in her heart as she raced down the streets of suburb of Tokyo.

The snow was falling that night in the dead of night in the emptiness of mid winter and Sachi's flaming hair trapped the frozen droplets as she left a small blood trail all the way to where ever she was going.

-End Flashback-

Sachi sighed as she walked on getting eyes from everyone she passed. "Like they've never seen a half Japanese girl with red hair and emerald eyes" snapped Sachi to herself; course they hadn't but she had been around enough for them to know she was there.

I couldn't tell you

Why she felt it every day

And I couldn't help her

She had come along way since that day. She had gone to the hospital once she had run for so long and her racial thinking had finally kicked in. They had bandaged her up and told she would have scars for the rest of her life, but knowing she was orphaned just through her into a foster home. Sachi adjusted after a few mouths in the country side of Kyoto, but that soon was disrupted as the attack came again beating and killing her foster parents. She rain again and death fallowed where ever she, never knew who followed her. Now she was sixteen now and working part-time in a flower shop arranging vases and such as Asono let her sleep in the apartment above the shop as long as she worked and she did.

I just watched her make

The same mistakes again

It was late again and the streets were now vacant of their people all but her. Dark memories came flooding back and Sachi turned the corner and the street light flickered its orange-yellow light a few times then went out. The young teenage girl was left in darkness and the sound of cracking glass beneath her leather army boot drove repulsive shivers of dread through Sachi's whole body, and the scar on her chest flared with pain slightly making her grimace.

"What the hell!?" she thought rubbing her scar slightly.

Making her way around the corner Sachi saw what was left over of the door hanging on the hinges and the drip-drip of the water that had been spilt from the vases and plant holdings in the shop.

What's wrong what's wrong now

Too many too many problems

Don't know where she belongs

Sachi grew stiff as she stood outside of the shattered broken door. "Dear Kami…no" she whispered so soft she could scarcely heard herself.

Gathering as must courage and strength she had Sachi pushed open the door and walked into the damp and dark too quiet store. Looking around it was just like with her mother; everything in shambles; the flowers were wilted and in shreds of their former beauty, all the planting supplies were scattered around the ground, clay pots were shattered…everything was in chaos.

Where she belongs

Sachi had hopped that not really living with Asono would safe her from what Sachi was sure would happen if she stayed to long; she had only been there a month at tops; the attacker came after two or so. But as Sachi went around the cash register there holding the bashed in head of her husband was Asono with gapping wounds all over her body and a hole in chest were her heart…should have been.

She wants to go home

But nobodies home

That's where she lies

Broken inside

Sachi snuffed her cry of anger, anguish, and loss. The strength in her legs left her and she fell to her knees two feet form her friends that had died because of her. "No…" she whispered through trying to hold back tears. "No, not again…why does this keep happening!!!" she wailed her fists clenched to her chest in her grief.

With no place to go

No place to go

To try her eyes

Broken inside

"Such an unblessed child" said a sinister voice form the shadows around Sachi; she knew that voice from the many other encounters they have had before over the span of 6 years.

"Damn you!! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!!" Sachi was no longer stiff with fear but raging with revenge.

"Hahaha" rang out the laughter grinding on Sachi's nerves. "Run for me…my little unblessed child…run fast; I like the trill of the haunt!!"

Sachi balled her fists. "You've hunted me for six years!! AREN'T YOU SICK OF IT!!!!?

Sachi quickly stood and spinning around to find the source of the voice; she snarled when no voice came for a time. Then a thing flew at her from the deep shadows around and she dodged it enough that it only grazed her cheek and the small nick licked a single drop of deep crimson.

"Come now Child of the Unblessed, you can't even dodge my attacks with success, why stay? Run now and give me the pleasure of the chase."

Sachi growled. "If you think I'm going to help you in your sick twisted fantasies and pleasures of chasing me then you got another thing come' in!!"

"Hahaha" rang out the laughter. "You have for six years why stop now?"

Open your eyes

And look outside

Find the reasons why

Sachi bowed her head her eyes hidden beneath the flaming bangs and balled her fists in frustration; her sharp long nails bit into her palms. "Because…" came her voice softly and she raised her head slowly. "I HATE RUNNING!!!!!"

You've been rejected

Now you can't find

What you've left behind

Then quicker then her attacker could react to Sachi did a backwards spin kick nailing her target square in the face. After hearing a grunt and a sound of backing up footfalls Sachi bolted for the door knowing there wasn't anything else to do, but she never made it.

"You'll pay for that wench" growled the voice and Sachi was flung through the front window the earsplitting sound of shattering glass.

"Ahhh" cried out the teenage girl as she hit the concrete road and rolled to the center of the street. She groaned as she rouse to her feet and staggered holding her side where the glass and left a large gash on her side leaving blood to flow down her shirt, skirt and down her leg. "I need to get out of here…I can't fight him like this…" and Sachi did was she hated most…she ran.

Be strong be strong now

Too many too many problems

Don't know where she belongs

Where she belongs

She ran hard and long ignoring the pain in he side as she heard the footfalls of her pursuer and his dark presence that wide down on her shoulders just like the burdens of so many deaths of her friends and people she had come to know as family. But as she ran down the silent sidewalk she saw the stair to a temple and taking a quick pivot to her left Sachi took the steps two at a time leaving a small trickle of a blood trail. Coming to the top Sachi saw a house and pushed more power into her stride and felt her legs scream in protest but ignored it; her salvation was just in each. Grasping the doorknob and finding it unlocked flung it open and slammed it shut locking it.

Gasping for breath the red haired girl backed away from the door shacking with dread. "PLEASE!!" she screamed in her head pleading to every god there was. "Please! Let him to gone!!!!" She collapsed to the floor exhausted and feeling strained in body and mind. She sat there for was seemed to be two hour but merely ten minutes she hadn't felt the beast's presence or heard him; she let out a sigh of relief and looked around her.

It was a well furnished house and seemed mostly to be cleared of dust, but was a little musty from being shut from the fresh air of late September's night air. There's wasn't anything out of place just a normal average home, but there was one problem…there wasn't any people rushing down the stairs to know who had rushed into their house to rudely in the middle of the night; no one…was home.

She wants to go home

But nobodies home

That's where she lies

Broken inside

With no place to go

No place to go

To dry her eyes

Broken inside

Heading to the stairs she searched for a bedroom to sleep in for the night; her wounds far forgotten all she wanted was to sleep. Seeing a teenage girl's room being that it was covered in all pink on Sachi's immediate right "Oh very feminine" she thought mocking the owner as she walked in and fell asleep before she even hit the mattress.

Her feelings she hides

Her dreams she can't find

She's losing her mind

She's falling behind

She can't find her place

She's losing her faith

She's falling from grace

She's all over the place…yeah

With a small sigh of joy Sachi embraced the world of dreams and blissfulness the murder of so many she cared for and called family forgotten for the time being. Sachi never took notice that just next to her head stood a picture with a silver frame. There in the picture stood a group of people that were obviously friends from the way they hung their arms around one another.

She wants to go home

But nobodies home

Its where she lies

Broken inside

With no place to go

No place to go

To dry her eyes

Broken inside

In the center of the picture was a young girl dressed in a white and green school uniform was being picked up around the waist by a very handsome, young silver haired, honey eyed boy with dog ears on his head and an old sword at his side. Standing around those two were an young woman dressed in a cream and pink kimono with a green over skirt with a two tailed cat in her arms as her slightly bound hair flew around her while on other side was a monk staff in hand with prayer beads wrapped around his right hand his brown hair was drawn back into a small ponytail at the nap of his neck. A little boy was jumping in the air with leaves and smoke around him and he had a tail, pointed ears and bright orange hair. Standing slight to the side arms crossed over his chest his icy eyes looking forward while he was dressed in what seemed to be wolf furs. Sitting on the ground in front of them all was what looked to be a badger dressed in a kimono. But if one didn't look right they would have missed the small group of four in the background on the edge of the forest that the picture was taken in.

Standing in pure white with a splash of red on his shoulder and sleeve and a white fluff hanging round his shoulder was another silver haired man with piercing cold golden eyes with a navy crescent moon on his forehead and two lines of crimson down his cheeks. This was completed with armor and two swords at his side held to his waist by a gold and indigo obi. There standing by his side was a young girl of what seemed to be nine dressed in a orange and yellow kimono and ponytail on the side of her head and flowers in her hair. Standing with a two headed staff next too the figure in white was a green skinned…thing, but not only that there was a two headed dragon being led by the young girl as they pasted by.

But all these people in this picture were smiling expect the gorgeous man in white and armor but seen in their eyes were sadness as well. It was all over their faces like it was a book waiting to be read by the next person to walk by. They didn't know that an unblessed fate would take its hold on one those poor people's life shattering the lives of them all in an instant of blood and the clash of swords and claws.

She's lost inside, lost inside

She's lost inside, lost inside

The caretaker of the Higurashi shrine heard the slamming of the door from the bedroom he slept in. Then after about ten minutes the elderly priest heard soft, feminine footsteps on the stairs and the door down the hall closed softly.

The monk rouse from his bed and headed down the hall to Kagome's old room. As he silently opened the door he was shocked to find a young girl not much older then Kagome had been with flaming hair cascading across the pink pillow and comforter in a deep dreamless sleep. Seeing her so peaceful the monk didn't have the courage to wake her and seeing the blood on her side knew he shouldn't wake her. Closing the door he left the fire-child sleep being dawn was already not fare off.

"She has a touch of destiny about her" the holy man whispered as he went back to bed. "I think I'll let her stay."

A/N: so…how do u guys like it so fare…i know it's not much but yea…it gets better next chapter. yea this is my second fanfic and i hope its just as good as the first one…I would love to have those same reviewers review that one and this one it would be much appreciated. yea I think u get why the title is Unblessed , but yea I want reviews ppl! i love reviews:D I never get enough of them!!! so remember to review and creative criticism is welcome but try and keep it within reason…u don't want this BLAZE mad…things won't be pretty but yea please review i'm still trying to improve my writing and i'm always open for ideas. the song is Nobodies Home by Avril Lavigne.

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