Enchantress
Chapter one
She begged the well to take her wherever she was needed, and it did exactly that. Kagome didn't expect to be trapped down a well in the middle of Britannia, or to be face to face with a demon again, but she certainly was thankful that she had the chance to love and be loved again.
'Just one last try can't hurt, can it?' Kagome thought to herself, her hand lingering on the smooth stone rim of the well. Even after two years, she was still trying to get back to the friends that she treasured so dearly.
Often she found herself jumping into the well, praying to see the familiar blue light around her as she was transported back in time. It never happened. 'Just one more try.' She told herself every time. She sat on the edge of the well, her legs dangling into it as she stared towards the dusty bottom of the well. She had told her mother she was off to the well house, every time she went she let her family know, just in case the well did work she did not want them to worry.
Kagome sighed. She hoped more than anything that her friends were alright, that they were enjoying their life and that they were truly happy even if she could not be there with them. She never stopped trying to get back to them, and she never stopped looking for demons, either. Occasionally she would sense one, only to realise that it was a human with a trace of demonic blood in them.
But that was to be expected, the human and demon races had practically merged and become one, with some people being far more human than others. Kagome never found a single trace of any of her Feudal Era friends in the present. All she had was a well, and her own hope that the gods would find a way for her to be happy, even if it wasn't with those that she encountered in the past.
Since she had been unable to get back to the past, her life in the present improved a bit. She graduated with good grades, which surprised even her. She grew closer than ever to Yuka, Eri and Ayumi, but Kagome still felt that something was missing. Without her friends from the past, she couldn't help but to feel lonely without them, it was like they left a hole in her heart that nobody could fill.
Once the jewel disappeared and she became unable to travel back in time, it had felt like she was searching for a purpose again. Kagome wanted to feel like she had a place in the world, a reason for existing again. As she readied herself for the fall, she clutched a hand to her chest.
'Please, dear gods,' She thought, praying silently although she was no longer sure if it was for a reunion with her friends or for a feeling of belonging.
Normally, she would ask the well to take her back to the Warring States Era. But for whatever reason, she strayed from that tradition.
"Please, take me where I am needed." She whispered desperately, her eyes closed tightly as she used her other hand to push herself off the cold lip of the well.
Kagome braced herself for impact, as she always did when expecting to hit the bottom of the well. She opened her eyes slowly when she began to realise that she should have hit the bottom of the well by now, uncertain and her mind ablaze.
What she saw instead of the dirty bottom of the well was far more spectacular. A dazzling bright red light surrounded her, enveloping her form. Small white dots danced around her, as if she was surrounded by hundreds of tiny stars, or diamonds. She was in total awe of the sight, it was truly beautiful in an almost eerie way. She found herself reaching out towards them, feeling a warmth spread through her body.
The red light faded away, the tiny white spheres vanishing without a trace, as if they had merely been a figment of her imagination.
She gasped, the feeling of pure, unbridled hope rushing through her like a tidal wave, consuming her. Kagome was on her knees, her face in her hands and her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She couldn't stop herself from crying, hot tears of joy streaming down her cheeks, and had to force herself to look at her surroundings.
It came as an icy shock to her when she realised she wasn't in the Feudal Era.
Before her days of time travelling ended abruptly, she would travel through a bright blue light and see the entire cosmos laid out before her eyes. What she had just experienced was nothing like that. While she was still at the bottom of a well, it was quite clearly not her well.
For one, it was not the square well that she was accustomed to being at the bottom of, but rather it was circular and the walls were much higher than she could ever recall them being. "W-what?" Her head felt like it was almost spinning, confusion rushing through mind like a tsunami. This, whatever or wherever this was, was certainly not the Bone Eater's well.
"So, where am I?" She murmured to herself, standing up shakily and dusting her red trousers off. "Hello?" Kagome called out, receiving no response. Above her, she could see a white light, indicating to her that it was daytime in this foreign place.
'Think positive, Kagome. This could be a good thing.' She mentally repeated it over and over, like a mantra.
Smiling, she was filled with determination.
Maybe this could be her way to becoming truly happy again. A gift like this from the gods was not to be taken for granted.
Resolutely, Kagome wrapped a hand around one of the stones that the wall of the well was comprised of. She began to pull herself up, and at about five feet upwards, she was finding it incredibly difficult to keep going. Every rock she touched seemed to come loose from the wall, or break apart whenever she tried to climb on it or use them to pull herself upwards. Even from climbing five feet upwards, it seemed like the walls of the well went on forever.
"I just want to get out of here," Kagome groaned. She couldn't escape the feeling that somehow she was falling at the first hurdle.
She squealed, feeling a rock beneath her foot crumble.
Compared to this well, the Bone Eater's well was in excellent condition. Kagome considered herself decent at climbing (especially out of wells, since she found herself doing that nearly every day), but the rocks that made up the wall would snap off when placed under the slightest pressure, and she found herself failing miserably when trying to scale the jagged wall of stones.
With a shriek, she was sent back to the bottom of the well. She landed rather ungracefully on her back, and she groaned loudly, due to the pain blossoming along her spine.
"Anybody there?" She called out again. Kagome gasped, she could have sworn she heard a voice from above. "Hello? I'm stuck, please help me!"
Kagome strained her ears, trying to hear something again. She could hear voices above, though she couldn't distinctly make out what they were saying. "I'm stuck!" Kagome yelled once more, "Help, please!"
"Dear Lord!"
Kagome finally heard a reply yelled down to her. She could roughly see the figures of people crowded above the well.
"Hello!" She replied.
"An enchanted well!" A woman's voice shrieked from above.
'A what?' Kagome thought, raising her eyebrows. "Help!"
"There's a spirit trapped in the well!" A different voice yelled, as the amount of people stood over the well increased. "My God!" The voice yelled again.
She stood up, waving her arms in the hope that somebody would see her, and actually help her out.
A baker and his wife had been going to collect wheat from a farmer that they did business with when they heard what sounded like a voice coming from within the abandoned well in the centre of town.
"Help, please!" The voice had yelled.
"Dear Lord!" The baker jumped backwards, grasping the hand of his wife. He turned to her with wide eyes, "You heard that, didn't you, love?"
The woman turned up her nose, her lips pursing. "Panem, your hearing has been going lately. We should book you an appointment with Mary's doctor, she says he is-"
"Hello!" The feminine voice from within the well called out again.
"An enchanted well!" Panem's wife gasped, ripping her hand out of his so she could hold the angelic symbol that she wore on a necklace, a sign of her faith in the goddess race and everything holy.
"My mother told me about spirits that dwell in wells when I was just a child," The baker revealed quietly, and intrigued look on his face, "She told me they would grant wishes in exchange for freedom from the well."
"Well, Mary told me that spirits that haunt wells are deadly!" His wife prodded her finger into his chest, "And for all we know, this could be another demon! We should call a Holy Knight!"
A young man wandered over to the married bakers, recognising them as friends of his mother. "Good morning, Mr Siligo, and to you also, Mrs Siligo." He nodded his head respectfully, before adjusting his hat.
"Help!"
The young man's jaw fell open in shock. "There's a spirit trapped in the well!" He bellowed, rushing over to look into the well, before the baker dragged him backwards. "My God!"
"Spirits can be dangerous, boy!" The baker's wife scolded him loudly, attracting more people towards the well.
"What's going on?" Another person asked, "Is there a spirit in the well?"
"Could it be a demon?"
"Are we under attack? Somebody fetch a Knight!"
"Hm, do you think that perhaps it'll grant me a wish?"
"Don't be stupid!"
"An enchanted well!"
"Well, I'd wish for a lot of gold! That isn't stupid!"
"It is if the spirit kills you, fool!"
Quickly, a crowd started to gather around the dry well, which hadn't been used in over a century. The villagers were all dying to get a look at the well-dwelling spirit. Although they could see nothing but shadows at the bottom of the well, they could clearly hear the voice that called out to them, begging to be free of the well that had become its prison.
"Are you sure you're really up for patrolling again?" Howzer asked, glancing at his pink-haired best friend and fellow Holy Knight in concern as they began to stroll through the streets.
It had been two weeks since Gilthunder had returned, having escaped the grasp that Vivian had on him by using the words Merlin had taught him. He arrived back in Liones a bleeding mess, panting and barely able to walk without stumbling. Gilthunder revealed that Vivian had taken him to an abandoned watchtower of sorts, obsessed with trying to keep him with her. The cursed engagement that Merlin had placed on her meant that she was deterred from using any magic on him, with the risk of being consumed, so she had to resort to physical restraints, which he easily broke.
Vivian didn't exactly make it easy for him to escape. Despite knowing the consequences, she used powerful magic against him, leaving him weak and almost defenceless against more physical attacks. That was when he began to use those words on her. As much as he loathed Vivian, her desperate screams of pain as she was slowly consumed by darkness haunted him. He knew she wasn't dead, he had just left her injured enough to incapacitate her and enable him to get back to the kingdom.
He only nodded in response to Howzer's question.
"Man, I kind of wish I could have helped more with reconstruction," Howzer admitted, although he was glad that Merlin restored the kingdom.
Gilthunder's lips turned upwards in a small smile. "To get closer to Diane?"
Howzer turned away, "Perhaps." He coughed, quickly changing the subject, "So, how's Princess Margret?"
He faltered for a second, "We haven't spoken much since I got back, I really think that everyth-" Gilthunder was cut off by a woman rushing towards them, her short brown hair falling over her face, which contorted into a desperate expression.
"Excuse me, sirs," She panted, exhausted, "You two are Holy Knights, aren't you?"
Howzer nodded kindly, stopping in his stride to talk to the female villager, "Is there something that you need help with?"
She looked up at them, "The well in the centre of the town is enchanted! I've heard there's a demon trapped down there, and it wants to be free! Or even that the spirit of a young girl is trapped down there! Please, sirs, you have to help! The well is talking, we must be cursed!" She shuddered in fear, wrapping her arms around herself as if it would protect her.
Howzer and Gilthunder glanced at each other briefly, their eyes meeting. "We'll be right there." Howzer answered, tightening his grip on his lance.
Gilthunder drew his sword from its sheath as the pair of Holy Knights dashed through the streets, ignoring the stares that they got from the people they sprinted past, towards the stone well. There was only one thing on their minds: the possibility that demons still somehow remained in Liones.
As they arrived in the area of the kingdom the dried up well in question was located, they encountered their first problem. The streets were packed with people, each one attempting to get a good look at the well, some shouting their wishes at it, believing the well-dweller to be a spirit that would grant them their greatest desires in exchange for freedom. Others were praying loudly, calling upon the great goddess race to annihilate the 'malicious' entity. Regardless for the reason they were there, each person was extremely intrigued, it was as if they had forgotten the great destruction that a demon could bring about. The well itself was quite literally not visible, the hoard of villagers standing around it and yelling made it impossible to see, let alone determine if there was a demon present.
"Holy Knights!" A civilian roared, causing the crowd to part, like the red sea did for Moses, to allow them to get closer to the well. A hush fell over the villagers, a few of them whispering things like 'I wonder how much a demon bleeds!', 'I want to get a wish from the spirit!' or even 'an enchanted well is a gift to Liones! Don't destroy it!'.
Gilthunder and Howzer approached the well cautiously, both Holy Knights were wary of demons. Though the two of them were powerful, demons were extremely vicious in everything they did, and notoriously hard to defeat.
"Stand back," Gilthunder told them, ushering the crowd further away, in the event there was a demon in the well he wouldn't want any civilians to get hurt. His mind was racing, and he was on high alert. 'Is it really possible that a demon managed to escape and hide in the well?' He thought to himself, before turning to look at Howzer.
"I didn't think enchanted wells were real," Gilthunder admitted, eyeing the well with suspicion.
Howzer leant over the well, "They seriously think there's a demon down here? I doubt one could manage to fit down the well," He said in an unconvinced tone.
"It could be a humanoid demon, but those are far more powerful. It surely can't be possible for such a powerful demon to go unnoticed by anyone," Gilthunder stood beside Howzer.
"I can't see anything," The dark blonde murmured, squinting at the shadows, which he thought might be moving, but it could have been a trick of the light, or lack thereof. "It could be a spirit, should we get a priest?"
"I'm not a spirit or a demon or a damn enchanted well! Get me outta here!" A female voice yelled, clearly coming from the well.
"Huh?" Howzer jumped back in confusion, "Did ya hear that?"
Gilthunder nodded, leaning over the well, "Who's down there?"
"Just get me out!"
"Doesn't sound like a demon to me," Howzer's eyebrows drew together in confusion.
Author's Note: This first chapter was about 2,500 words long. I've wanted to write a Seven Deadly Sins and Inuyasha crossover for a while now, I really don't think there is enough of them! I haven't prewritten this, although I have a mostly complete plan. That's because I still haven't decided who to pair Kagome with! I was thinking Gilthunder or Estarossa, I haven't seen any pairings of them together yet. I won't do Meliodas x Kagome (I really like him with Elizabeth).
It'll probably be either Gilthunder (friends to lovers) or Estarossa (Enemies to lovers, of course), but I am open to other suggestions, even though those are my two favourite. The following chapters will be longer, but I just wanted to post this and get a feel of what pairing people want. Also, the baker's name (Panem) means bread in latin, because I'm terrible at making up names, and his surname Siligo means flour/wheat.
Just so you know, the beginning of this story was inspired by that tumblr post about immortals, and somebody added something along the lines of 'being stuck down a well and mistaken for an enchanted well' instead of being in a more interesting place. I thought that was a great idea, and I really couldn't help myself.
Please review, I really need them to figure out the direction this story will take and to keep me motivated!
