UltraViolet by Fluffy

Prologue: Created, Not Born

Welcome, readers!! I have come up with a new and exciting story for you. I got the idea when I was watching some Sci-Fi commercials (yes, I LOVE Sci-Fi) and I saw the commercial for the movie, Ultraviolet. I've never seen the movie, but I kind of got the idea from watching the commercial. Weird, huh? Well, here you are. Tell me if you like it, it would mean a lot to me!!

Disclaimer: No... *Sigh* I still don't own Inuyasha. Boo. I wish. I would so OWN Sesshomaru. I think we all would... hehehehe!!!

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Prologue: Created, Not Born

This was a dangerous thing to do. He knew it. He had mixed the blood of a human, a DaiYoukai - specifically an Inu - and the blood of one of the most powerful and ancient dragons that still existed. With that blood, he created a small, human-looking girl, only small enough to fit into the palm of his hand.

Doctor Nagasaki held the newborn in one palm of his hands, and used the other to pick up a small, round object. It was glowing a faint pink and blue, shining brilliantly in the darkness of the room before him. He placed the glowing ball on the baby girl's chest, where it faded into her skin.

It disappeared, leaving a bright blue star, "birth mark" as he called it, in the center of her tiny chest. The baby girl did not cry, but looked up at Nagasaki with brilliant, dark blue eyes. She giggled quietly, a small amount of spit coming out of the corner of her mouth.

Nagasaki smiled. "Let's get you cleaned up, my little one," He said. Pulling out a small pink cloth, he cleaned around the baby's mouth, making sure there was no more spit to mar her perfect little features.

The baby was very tiny, in fact, too tiny for a regular, healthy baby girl. She weighed five pounds and six ounces, barely enough to keep her alive. She had a tuff of midnight black hair already of the top of her head. She had large, round blue eyes that pierced into his soul. Her nose was button, and her lips were already full enough to be in a permanent pout.

"Come now, my little Violet," Nagasaki cooed to her. "It's time to go to sleep now." He placed her in a chamber that was warm enough for her, and with a blue blanket and a small teddy bear.

The baby did not protest, but turned to her side, staring at her "father," and cooing. She giggled a little bit, but the doctor shook his head.

"No, my little girl, you must sleep. You need to rest, and gain your strength," Nagasaki called to his baby.

Violet replied immediately by closing her eyes and clamping her little hands around the teddy bear in her sleeping chamber. Soon enough, the baby was quiet and sleeping deeply. Nagasaki closed the chamber, and went to sit back down at his large desk, where many papers of different sorts were laying around. He sighed and covered his face with his hands.

They had told him. Told him not to do this, and become attached to the child. But he did not listen...

FLASHBACK

Yes, he had gotten attached to the child. It was very hard not to. She was so cute, and her smile lit up the dark room in which he worked. He was not sure weather he could give his baby daughter up so easily if anyone were to find out.

And so Nagasaki had made his choice. He had a few friends in Tokyo, Japan, and knew that they had wanted a baby girl since they had gotten married. They had recently discovered, however, that they could not have children, and that had set them back.

Nagasaki grabbed a small baby bag and put in it a few things that he knew his little Violet would need for their trip, and that the new parents would need when they got their small bundle. He also grabbed a small black devise and tucked it into his coat pocket. He opened the chamber in which his little creation was resting, and picked her up. She started to stir, and Nagasaki started to hum and purr. The little thing went right back to sleep.

He wrapped her up in her favorite black blanket, and grabbed her small teddy bear. He put it in her hands, smiling as Violet wrapped her tiny fingers around it.

Nagasaki headed for the door. There was no time to lose, and he had to get to Tokyo, Japan, where he knew his little bundle would be safe. He opened the large wooden door, and stepped out quietly, not wanting to draw attention to himself and the strange things he was carrying.

Nagasaki exited the building, and walked across a large black parking lot to a small silver mustang. He opened the car door, and place Violet in the back in a bulky baby seat. He strapped her in tightly, making sure that she wouldn't get hurt. He then strapped himself in and started his car.

He tore out of the parking lot, thinking of a way to get to Japan. Finally, he decided to take a plane from Phoenix, Arizona, to New York, and then from there, get on a plane to Tokyo, Japan. It was going to be a long few days for him.

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** TaPdAnCe**

He was finally off the plane from Arizona, and was heading to catch his next flight from New York to Tokyo. It was a twenty-three hour plane ride, and he was eager to get on the plane so he didn't have to worry.

Nagasaki's cell phone vibrated against his side from his coat pocket. He took it out, and looked at the screen. It read: 'Mr. Tashinaho.' He ignored the call, and climbed into the awaiting plane, where he took his seat.

He strapped Violet into the seat beside him, making sure that she had her little teddy bear. His little baby opened her blue eyes to the curious place around her. She had never been outside of his office.

Nagasaki looked at his baby. She seemed to know, and looked back up at him. He smiled at her expression, and she giggled back. Nagasaki relaxed, awaiting the long plane ride to the small piece of land off the continent of Asia.

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** TaPdAnCe**

When they finally arrived in Tokyo, is was well into the night, and Nagasaki thought it would be too late into the night for him to bother his friend with this predicament.

He found a nice hotel, and ordered a room just for the night. He received his room key, and took his stuff to his little room.

When there, Nagasaki placed everything in a neat pile on a small brown table. He laid his little bundle on the middle of the bed, so she wouldn't make the mistake of falling off. He quickly took off his shoes and jacket, eager to get a few hours of rest before his big day. Nagasaki moved the baby and laid down next to her.

Violet cuddled up close to him, and held tightly onto his shirt. Nagasaki smiled softly, and wrapped his arm around the tiny girl beside him. He knew he would not see her again after tomorrow. He needed to hold her, his little baby girl, if only for another night.

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** TaPdAnCe**

A demon with long black hair and grey-blue eyes walked up a huge flight of grey, cracked concrete stairs. In his arms was a black bundle that was moving around is small amounts. The demon patted the moving bundle, and it stopped moving almost instantly.

The demon came to a stop in front of a quaint tan house covered in windows and decks. There were trees surrounding the small area, and a tin well house opposite of the tan house. In the middle of the dirt clearing was another large tree; one that had lived there wince he had been a young pup. But that had since been many years ago.

A knock was placed on the front brown door. It was opened carefully, and a young woman stepped out. She had short black hair that ended right below her shoulders. The woman had chocolate brown eyes that looked questioningly at the demon before her.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Higurashi," the demon said. "Is you husband home?"

The young woman nodded and motioned for him to come inside. She sat him down on a cool blue couch. She asked if he wanted anything to drink. He asked for peppermint tea, and she went to get him some.

Soon enough, another male came into the room. He was a human, as well as the female that had just left. As soon as the man entered, he beamed at the demon.

"Nagasaki!" The man exclaimed, overjoyed. "What brings you here, my good friend?"

The demon smiled and shifter the black bundle in his hold. He unfolded the blanket back to show a little head. Nagasaki looked at the head and said, "She is."

He looked sad. Mr. Higurashi looked confused. "How does a baby bring you here?"

Nagasaki looked at his long-time friend. "She needs a home," he replied. "I don't have long, but she is my gift to you. She is my little girl."

The black bundle was pushed into Mr. Higurashi's arms. He looked at her for the first time, and saw her ocean blue eyes open innocently. She cooed and reached up to touch the face of the male that was now holding her.

Nagasaki spoke again: "She is only a week old, and still, she was born four months too soon." He looked at his daughter again, and then at his friend before speaking again. "She is really quite quiet, and she never cries. She has trouble breathing still, and you may want to buy her a lot of stuffed animals. She loves the huge ones, and -"

He was cut off by his friend. "Nagasaki, I know how to deal with a child," Mr. Higurashi said. "But... why?"

Nagasaki calmed down, almost crying. "Because they want to destroy her; my little creation... they want to kill her..." The demon trailed off. His eyes wet with unshed tears.

The human sighed. "What is her name?"

"Violet," Nagasaki replied, "but you must change her name, All of the papers will be taken care of. I promise. I just want Violet to be safe... will you help me? Please?"

Higurashi sighed, and turned to his wife, who stood at the doorway between he small living room and kitchen. He spoke to her softly. "What do you think, Hiromi? We've always wanted a baby girl."

Mrs. Higurashi stayed silent for a few moments, and then sighed. She answered slowly, carefully: "I think it would be wonderful to have a baby girl, but is she going to be safe?"

Nagasaki pulled out the black devise from his coat pocket. He handed it to his friend's wife. "When Violet becomes twenty-five, give this to her. On the night before her twenty-fifth, give this to her to watch. She must be alone. She will not understand at first, but it will all come to her in doe time. You must not watch this at any time in between; it will only work once. Do you understand?"

Both humans nodded at his question.

Nagasaki pulled something out of the baby bag sitting in front of him and put it on the little baby's neck. It was a leather choker with a small blue star the hung off the leather strap. The necklace glowed, and fit around her neck perfectly. He spoke again: "This necklace is to keep her powers in check until she is twenty-five, also. It cannot be removed, but will grow longer around to keep fitting tightly to her neck. It will fall off on the night before her twenty-fifth, and after that, she is on her own with her powers. There is only one who will be able to control her properly."

"Who would that be?" Nr. Higurashi asked.

"That person has not yet been determined by the Kamis. When that person comes along, be it a male or a female, you must accept them. Trust in all her judgments, for she is correct in every path she chooses. You must trust in her."

Both humans nodded slowly. Nagasaki closed his stormy eyes and took in a deep breath. He again spoke. "What do you intend to name your new daughter? I will fill out the required paperwork, and send it to you be the end of the week."

Both Higurashi's looked at each other. They looked back at him, and said the one name that made a lone tear fall down Nagasaki's cheek:

"Kagome"

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A/N: Ooh... I left you off there. I thought that was a good place to stop, honestly. I did. It's okay. I can't tell you how long it took me to finally get this chapter done. I started it a few days ago, and I had to write it while at school. I normally only write to get the thought of what I want to happen down, and then I don't normally follow what I wrote... but this time I did. And I've already started planning for the next chapter. However... I don't know if I want to do a time skip, or is I want to go through each year of her life. I feel like I am going to go through each year, so that later in the story, I won't have to write very many flashbacks, if any at all. I hate writing them. I think they take away from my story.

Anyway. Sorry about the short chapter. Although, for some, two thousand words isn't all that short. To me, it is. I hate short chapters. This was just the prologue, and I just needed to get the plot started, and show you guys what happened to get the story started.

Please review. I don't like posting chapters and then getting only, like, three reviews. Even if you ARE anonymous, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review!!! I love them, and I DO respond to them in the next chapter.

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