1st - Ok this is my first fanfic, though I am an avid reader. Please be gentle. Constructive criticism is appreciated, even if I don't agree with it.
Disclaimer - Once and for all I do no own Inuyasha or any of the characters
I probably won't remember to put that in again so…
2nd - parts of this story are written, but overall, I only know where I want it to go, not how to get it there. So ideas are welcome, even if I don't use them, I'll at least consider them.
Thanks, and now…THE STORY!
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450 years ago
The villagers screamed and ran in terror from the glittering explosion. It was as if a condensed star had been born directly over the field where the miko fought, struggling desperately to stay alive.
She stared in dismay as the shikon no tama shattered, scattering shards throughout the land.
She turned to the shocked hanyou. Using the last bit of her strength, and counting on his distraction, she called upon the earth to contain this force of evil.
The village elder watched amazed as the land seemed to become liquid and swallowed the creature that had caused much destruction; thus forcing the revered miko to leave her shrine to protect them. He started in concern as the woman began to falter, but she held on long enough to smooth the ground over the receding form of the hanyou. When she collapsed he waited only long enough to be sure that the earth was once again solid before rushing to her side.
The pain was intense, refusing to be masked by the disoriented lightheaded feeling that accompanied great blood loss. She could hardly focus on maintaining the spell long enough for the seal to take hold. She felt the power rush from her, taking with it the last of her energy. One blink and she found herself looking at the sky, unsure of how she came to be laying down or why she was unusually interested in just how pretty a blue it was. A second blink and she was looking into the agitated eyes of the village elder.
"My lady, ye did it. We are safe now, and thank ye." It was difficult to focus on his words, but they warned her of a potential danger. Gasping with the effort she made a grab for his hand catching his attention as well as the appendage.
"No…not safe… not… dead." She wheezed out, panting with pain during each phrase, but this warning had to be made. They had to understand the danger. "Naraku… not dead… sealed… but alive. Must be… watched. Mark this… area and watch… it. Please, your… your word… elder." Tears slipped from her eyes as she clung furiously to life until he ensured that her instructions would be followed.
Terrible understanding filled his eyes as they settled on the spot where the creature had disappeared. He returned his ancient eyes to her and swore. "It shall be as you say, Kikyo-sama."
And finally she permitted her world to go black.
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1990
The two young girls played together innocently their dolls all the attention and company they needed. Then as one they turned and ran to the gathering of adults searching frantically for familiar faces. The children cried in delight as two men, obviously brothers, turned to hoist them up in strong, yet gentle arms.
The girls giggled in rapture, until one looked at her father, noticing the stiff way he moved. To her horror his skin seemed to be pealing off, leaving behind bone and sinew that quickly began decaying, becoming a macabre representation of what was once a human. She screamed and turned to her companion only to see that her confused, but still smiling, cousin was being held by a similar apparition. Her aunt wandered up to the group, and though the child knew whom the grotesque creature had once been, the only recognizable item on the zombie was the homemade apron that her aunt habitually wore when at Uncle's shrine.
Alarmed six-year-old Kagome Higurashi awoke screaming, babbling disconsolately to her mother and Ji-chan that she would never see her father again, that Rin would be left alone, that she couldn't say how much she loved him. The confused adults tried to placate her saying that her father was just at his brother's shrine and would be returning tomorrow. Her mother was sure that papa would be delighted to hear how much she loved him then. To please be calm or she would wake the baby.
At 8:30 the news bulletin broke. There had been a great earthquake, and a nearly 500 year old shrine had been completely demolished. The only survivor of those living there or visiting, had been the shrine family's five year old daughter who had been playing out side when the earthquake struck.
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Translations
Ji-chan – grandpa
Hanyou – half demon
Miko - priestess