Waves Hey everyone. Smiles I know, I haven't written anything good, but when do I. I know it's been a while, but life a pain. What are you going to do about it? Well, it's good or bad. If you want to be details or what ever, it doesn't matter, but any suggestion on my writing will help me greatly. I know, stop talking so that you can read the story. Well, before we do that, I would like thanks to demonicvamp for this wonderful story. Smirks
Oh, and before I forget. This story is being told by Kaeda, so you will be getting some input from her. Smiles K? Hope you all enjoy.
oh and before I forget. I don't own Inuyasha and friends...But I think it would be cool to have them as friends.
The air had the smell of fear and a salty and copper smell as if teardrops had fallen, mix of blood. The room is dark, not a normal dark, but an eerie dark, or an unnatural dark. The room has hardly anything in it. Just a locked door, a boarded up window, and a pile of hay with a girl laying on it, as her tears and blood falls from her open wounds onto her soft skin.
Now, you are probably asking, why is this girl bleeding? Why is she crying? Why is she laying n a pile of hay? Where is the rest of the stuff in the room? Is she a prisoner?
Well to answer all these questions. Let's start from the beginning. Back to before her world fall into chaos, havoc. Back when she was happy, to say the least.
We start our story with two twelve year old children running through the open fields. A young girl and her twin brother chase each other around to see who was the fastest. The girl's long raven hair waves behind her as her brother trail behind her. His short raven hair was slightly messy giving it the 'I just got out of bed' look. They are both wearing shorts and a top with no shoes on as they ran around the field.
The little girl spotted their parents as they have just came back from town. The twins ran up to their parents waiting the gifts from town that they get every time their parents went. Their mother pulled out two bars of chocolate and handed them both to the twins. The twins took their bars with a big smile and loudly said thank you. They devoured their chocolate bar as children tend to do. When they were done, they had chocolate on their face and hands. Their parents had laughed at their children and walk with them home, so that they could get clean up.
Tomorrow was going to be the twin's birthday. They were going to be thirteen years old and that is when everything turns for the worst.
The day started off just like any other day. They woke up to their parents knocking at their door to come down to breakfast. After breakfast, they were going to plan how to send the twin's birthday. But a loud scream disturbed the happy family. The parents ran outside to see the commotion was about. The twins, curious as children are, went to look at what was happening outside.
Their parents told them to go back inside and find a safe place to hide. But the twins were frozen to the spot as they saw a gigantic spider crawling its way towards the frozen twins. Most of the adults tried to fight off the beast, but to no prevail. For the beast was bigger than the houses and its skin was as tough as steel. Most of the adults died trying to defeat the giant spider.
Their parents stood in the way of the beast and they had gotten their punishment for it. For the beast brought its fangs down on their father, giving him a fatal wound and then came at their mother. The beast bit her head. Blood is everywhere now. The village is soaked in blood. And the two children, the only survives, run from their home, their village, as far as they can without looking back.
They only stopped when they collapse on to the ground and when they looked back. They couldn't see a hint of the destroyed village nor the beast that had done all the damage. They took this opportunity to rest a little while. They were soon up again to find a safe place to hind. But they will soon realize that there is no safe place for them.
The children's curious dark eyes, searches over the woods that they have enter. They saw many fallen leaves that cover the ground with some fallen branches. The tall trees were not completely bear, as you would think from all the leaves on the ground. The sky is turning a dark blue and they could smell the water in the air. It was going to rain and soon. They look for a while, searching the woods for a good place to hind before the rain came. They walk about an hour before small raindrops started to fall from the dark clouds above. While they were walking, they stumble upon a cave. They cautiously walk inside.
Stepping slowly into the cave, as to not wake anything that might be asleep, or to make sure that they did not trip over stones or roots that might not be seen. The cave was dark, for very little light could come in. They did not go farer into the cave just enough to be dry from the rain coming down and to be hidden from the world outside. The rain was now pouring down on to the earth in streams.
They cleared a spot to make a small fire so that they could keep warm. They sat close to each other with silence tears of sadness, lost, and fear. They stay awake the whole night. Which was not a wise choice. Because they had decided that they would sleep when there was light out. So when morning came, the twins when to sleep.
And I say this is not wise because as they fall into the dream world, a dark figure with glowing red eyes found the twins sleeping forms. The dark figure stood tall as a smirk spreaded across its face. He walked over to their sleeping forms without disturbing anything around it or making any sound.
He went to grab the girl around the neck. But just as he was about to, the boy woke up and gave the figure a good kick to the stomach, which knock the figure a good few steps back. His sister woke up and quickly ran behind him, for he is the fighter, not her. The figure started to walk towards them, as everything around them became an unnerving silence. They could hear their own heartbeats and their breathing as they watch the figure in front of them.
The boy turned towards his sister. She looked at the figure as she heard her brother think 'Kagome!' She turned towards her brother and thinks 'Wh…what, Souta?' He heard her asked with fear in every word. He puted his hand on her shoulder and she looked up into his dark eyes. Fear filled her dark eyes, for she already knew what he was planning. When their eyes lock, she got a mental picture of part of the woods that they had passed and she knew that he wanted her to go there. She slowly walked to the other side of the figure, as Souta gets ready to fight, she ran towards the woods where Souta had shown her.
She ran for what seem like hours, for the sun was already down. She found herself a good spot in an old oak tree and plead to the stars above that her brother would be safe. Resting her back against the trunk of the tree, she fell into a light sleep. But the sleep does not last long, for she was awoken to hearing footsteps coming toward her. She climbed higher in the tree, but stop when she heard.
"Kagome! Are you here?" 'It's Souta. That is Souta's voice' she thought to herself.
"I'm here." she said as she showed herself and her brother looked at the direction he heard her.
He looked rather beaten up. His cloth was torn and tatter. He had cuts and bruises all over his body. She jumped down as he gave her a smile.
"Are you alright?" she question with concern.
"Never better" he said looking at her but then added, "What? Did you think that your older brother would be beaten by that weakling?"
She smiled when he asked that. For they do not really know who was older, but since he always acted tough he said that he is the oldest. He smiled as they started walking again in any random direction that would get them to some sort of safety.
They got to the part of woods where the trees are a lot denser then anywhere else in the woods and the branches grow closer together, so it is harder to see. They walked as quietly as they can and jumped at every noise. They hear a twig snap and stop in their track as their breath got caught in their throat. They listen as they hear another twig snap.
Looking around, they found nothing. They continue to walk until the trees became less dense. Which was not a good thing. For that means, not only could they see others, but other could see them as well. And another did spot them. It's black, pupil less, eyes fall on the twins, as it's long white fingertips grab a tree branch for a better look.
The twins settle down near the base of a tree as they tried to ease their fear. They constantly look around to see if anyone or anything was there. Their eyes started to get heavy from all the energy they had lost. But before Kagome closed her dark eyes. She saw a white skinny figure. She was too tired to be afraid but she did send Souta a mental picture of the figure just as she seen it.
He jumped up, fully awake as the figure, with skin so tight that it looked like bones, stared at him with sudden black eyes. The creator looked at him as he stand in front of her. He got ready to fight as he was screaming at her to wake up.
She did not hear a sound, for she was trapped inside her head. She was back in her village. Everyone had been killed. The blood was still fresh on the ground and the overpowering smell stayed on the air. The bodies, on the ground, are not only covered in blood, but some are torn apart or missing pieces. Body parts are scattered all over the village.
She looked around at the horrifying scene. When she heard a twig snap, she started yelling in her head for Souta. She looked through all the burn down houses, under some bodies trying to find her brother. But he was nowhere in sight. She started to panic, for she does not know what to do.
No answer came to her. She crawled into a tight ball in the corner of her old room and she started to cry. She did not like being alone. She never did. But here she was. Alone and among the dead.
From outside, she heard someone laughing. Someone was laughing at what they saw. She was to scare to look. Too afraid to move. She just wanted to stay there until her brother came.
"He's not coming." She heard a voice hissed and it had sounded like it was spoken right in her ear.
She tense greatly as she looked around the room. She saw nothing and wondered if she was just scaring herself. But then a face appeared out of the darkness. She jumped as she tried to crawl away, but she was already close to the wall as she could have been.
The figure was of a young woman. She had long black hair with cold dark brown eyes. She dressed in old miko robes. She smirked as she looked at Kagome and she reached her hand out to the terrific girl. Kagome slowly stretch out her hand, so that she can grab the young woman's hand. The young woman helped Kagome up.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." The young woman said with amusement.
"N…. No…I'm…n-n-not…sc-sc-scared…of…you." Kagome stuttered out.
The young woman looked at Kagome and slowly tilted her head to the side as she continued to look at her. Kagome became more nervous as the young woman watches her and she slowly started to back away from the young woman.
"I'm Kikyou. And you are?" the young woman spoke with a smirk as if she found this all funny.
"I…I'm Midori." Kagome lied.
Kikyou raised a brow and gave her a skeptic look, but said no more on the subject. Kagome looked at Kikyou as a sudden question came into her mind.
"How did I get here?" she asked and was shock at how her voice sounded.
"What do you mean?" Kikyou asked and seem shock as well.
"I mean, I was with my brother and then…the figure…what happen with my brother?" Kagome asked with worried as she started to recall what had happen.
Kagome hung her head slight. How could she have forgotten her brother? All she knew was that she was going to sleep when she saw the creator standing over her.
She looked up just in time to see a smirking Kikyou disappear into the shadows. The room started to fade away as if everything was losing its color and then shape.
Well, I hope you all like it. Let me know what you think. Please! I had writen more, but I'm just too lazy right now to type it up. So, if you like it, I'll type of more. If not. I just won't put it up. All well. What can I stay. I like writing. Even if it ain't any good.
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