Disclaimer: No.
I'm back and starting a new
story. I would like to give thanks to, Agirlwithoutastory for giving me
suggestions on this idea and some certain things that could be changed. Thank
you!
This story is basically a FUSION.
NOT a crossover! I have a right for everything to be out of the ordinary if I wanted, but I'm not, okay? Well… Not a lot.
The fusion
between InuYasha characters that combine and take part in the world of Alice.
No, not you're ordinary "Wonderland", but the deep demented kind.
How? Simple. American McGee's Alice is just the opposite of the original Disney
classic. I'm just bending the rules a bit to make the connection in the fusion
fit into place. If anything I mention doesn't seem right, then that's because
I'm either...
A.) Trying to make it in the
best description possible.
B.) Trying to add some humor.
C.) I'm being a dumbass.
D.) Not really
caring what the hell the story says, but sticking to my own path for your
benefits.
Your choice.
Will there be some humor? Most
likely.
Oh well….
I already have the pairings.
InuYasha/Kagome and Miroku/Sango. As for other characters, you got to tell me
what you'd like to see there as well. *shrugs shoulders and walks off*
Well. I'll just start off with
the Beginning then. That's always best..
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It was a dark and gloomy night
at the old house of Higurashi. The strange little house near the deep forest
radiated the feeling that something was going to happen. Something terrible..
But it always did at this time of night. No one dare visit the little house for
the fear of black magic that seemed to loom over like an ungodly cloud.
Inside of the house there lived
a mother, a tiny infant son, a grandfather, a cat and a daughter. The family
currently lay asleep in their appropriate rooms, the mother and infant in one,
the grandfather in another, and the silent daughter who willingly kept an eye
on her cat.
Let me tell you about this
family. The Higurashi household became known for it's fatal attractions. During
the day, the house remained solemn and un-tampered as if it was seeped into
history long ago by witches plenty.
The mother was Mrs. Sumizome
Higurashi of the infant, Souta, and the daughter, Kagome. Mrs. Higurashi led a
dreary past up to this very day. She cooked, cleaned, and supported her family,
just like a normal mother would do. Keeping the past far away from her future
as possible. Wherever she went, grief always followed behind her as if it was
being pulled behind her like a string.
The toddler of 4 years and a
couple of days, Souta, wondered around everywhere small. He was quite the
little Amazon. Always wanting to be by himself and alone, and he was already
such a small child.
But one thing the family didn't
know was that Souta knew of his mother's past. From the conversations she has
with his grandfather, said it all. Not missing one little detail.
The grandfather, Jii-chan, Mr.
Tetsubun Boketsu, moved in with his only daughter shortly after Souta was born.
The same year the father had
mysteriously vanished. Smears of dry blood shed dark streaks across the tallest
windmill axle, 7 miles away.
Mr. Tetsubun was a very wise
man, indeed. He helped his daughter raise both of her children through the
thick and thin, even when in the end it came down to a price. He was also a
great historian. Jii-chan told many stories of young and old, with demons,
faeries, magic and spellbinding galore.
The kids could never wait to
hear him with a new story each day, even if it was made up and scary. The
morals in them were never clear.
But then, there was Kagome
Higurashi. She resided at the age of 15 and growing, watching over Souta her
cat and her heritage. Especially her heritage. For many years ago, she was
cursed as a miko.
A miko with rare abilities to
hallucinate, spellbind, and purify. Many of the sort. Kagome was a special one,
that she was. When she was first conceived, a Witch Crafter had unmistakably
rued a curse upon her. Sumizome knew all about this. The Witch Crafter herself
told her that in prior time, 'She would be the one'. For certain purposes,
everything had to be kept secret.
Even though no one knew of the
time when 'Kagome would be the one'. The one to what is still the question
remaining.
Not even Kagome herself knew as
to what importance she lay as. That is why she was harshly forced to study her
Mikoism by her Jii-chan, and discover what the baba-sama meant. Even being ill
fed was a result to any lack of studies.
Kagome was a sweet girl who
attentively loved life and it's out looks, and all. But her Jii-chan she kept a
certain block against for not having her dreamy childhood every kid should
have. Everyone but her.
Still she loved her family very
much, but never knew what strings held them together. Almost all of them were
separated in their own little dream worlds, looking for a way out of their
foggy Utopia. A day wouldn't pass when one of them just had to run into the
forest and weep or scream out their agony that had been bottled up.
Inside of her fairly lit room,
the daughter Kagome was barely awake. Her dear family sleeping as peacefully as
they could get, without her. Peering down at her unstable wooden desk for the
umpteenth time that night, reading her dark enchantments as directed from her
grandfather, she just couldn't take it no more.
Nothing ever proved to be evil
against her, what would she even need this junk for? It was as good as toxic
waste.
Kagome sighed deeply as Buyo
leaped onto her desk and started to go to sleep next to her oil lamp. Kagome
reached over to pet Buyo behind the ears, noticing that he appeared almost dead
when asleep.
"So carefree..."
Kagome murmured softly to her large cat. "So free, yet so troubled.. I
wish I could be like you, Buyo. You don't have any worries, do you…?" she
stopped stroking his fur, standing up from her chair slowly stretching the
kinks from within her shoulders and back. The pale white night gown she was
wearing glimmered graciously to the eye by the little light upon her desk.
A hesitant moment of silence
went by when a sudden loud noise came from behind her, scaring Kagome out of her
wits. Kagome jumped back a bit nearly tripping over her chair in the process,
startled by the eruption of racket that had yet to waken the rest of the
household.
"Where is that noise
coming from..?"
Kagome took desperate swipes to
reach for her dark enchantments book while not taking her eyes off of the
oncoming shadow getting nearer to her door.
Buyo's sapphire eyes suddenly
snapped open from a rough contact of Kagome's hand swiping for her book of
powerful spells. The cat stuck at his master's hand, blood slowly seeping from
the wounds.
The noise had intolerably
gotten louder and closer as Kagome felt blood dripping down her hand, "Ow!
What in the?!" Kagome hurriedly glanced over to her book, as Buyo started
to fiend in a striking position a cat would make when harmed or angered.
"Buyo, what's gotten into
you?! Let me get my book!! Someone is in here!" Kagome yelled helplessly
as the eerie ruckus had gotten closer to her room.
Making one last sweep for the
book, Buyo leapt from his spot on her desk towards the moving intruder, her
hand. The oil lamp clattering to the floor with a loud 'crash!', pouring the
hot contents onto the side of her desk and floor. Lighting on fire.
Kagome's eyes widened in
terror, her body started racking uncontrollably, as her room including the side
of the house had caught on fire almost instantly. From her drapes, to the
ceiling to the floor and spreading fast like heat seeking rapids.
"Oh no.." was all
that could escape from her quivering lips.
The noise had mysteriously gone
stray from all ears as Kagome paced around terrifyingly in the middle of her
room, smoke clouding over her poor vision.
She felt her way around her
room with her night gown sleeve over her nose and mouth being careful not to
breath in too much smoke. Carefully pacing quickly around for an exit, as not
to be burnt from the fire that licked from all around her room, Kagome bit back
a tear silently praying that she'd make it out alive.
The door.
It wasn't burnt down yet.
Kagome noticed her door opened
ajar running out of her room in a flurry leaving everything behind, hoping and
praying her parents had already gotten out of harm's way.
She ran fast, as fast as she
could, getting away from her home with piercing sirens reaching her ears. Fire
trucks. Thank god.
Standing a good 20 feet from
her house that was almost crumbling to ash in high rising flames, Kagome
frantically looked around the area for any signs her family nearby.
"MOM!? GRANDFATHER!? SOUTA!!?"
Kagome desperately screamed as tears swam in the deep blue pools of her eyes.
"Any..one?" Kagome's
eyes started glazing over with more tears when glancing horrifyingly back at
her house. Consciously dropping down on the dewy grass to her knees, tears
freely cascaded down her rigid face. Crying to be with her family.
"NOOOOO!!! NO! This..!
This can't be HAPPENING!! THEY ARE MY ONLY FAMILY!!! I HAD NOTHING
BESIDES THEM! NOTHING!! Please... PLEASE don't let them be DEAD,
ANYTHING but DEAD!! PLEASE!!!" Kagome frantically
yelled to her once silent home, her heart shattering like glass as her family
didn't make it out of the fire.
Kagome slated her eyes into
narrow lines, her body shaking again with leashed emotion and hatred towards
herself. Just watching helplessly as her family, her only connection to sanity,
cremated to ash and bone in one night. One horrid, beguiling, night.
The sirens halted once reaching
her home a few minutes later. Police had come along as well with people from
the nearby towns crowding near the fire. Many whispers and shouts for 'water'
and more 'recruit men' rang within the area, not making the poor girl feel
better at all.
A police officer ran to Kagome
immediately after spotting her limp body on the grass. The police clad in blue
shook the girl a bit to harshly, "Who are you? Did you live here? Miss?
Miss, did you live in this house? How did this happen?"
Kagome slowly taking her wide and teary eyes from glancing at the house, to
glaring at the police lady that dare shake her as if it was she who had
committed the Seven Deadly Sins.
"I live here.. I did all
this.. It was my fault.." her hands started to tremble with remorse,
looking forward as the firemen successfully put out the fire, leaving the house
condemned and wrecked. Kagome stood up from her spot on the ground where she
had cried previously.
"MY FAULT!! I
DID IT! EVERYTHING WAS MY FAULT!! THE FIRE, THE NOISE, THE EVERYTHING!!
WASN'T IT?! IT HAD TO BE! It HAD to be!!" Kagome ran as fast
as she could past the whispering and hollering crowds that were surrounding her
house like a plague of gossip.
"I can't believe myself...
me of all people." Kagome murmured coldly reaching a dispatched police
car, her world tainting black.
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That's it for me here, thank
you for reading.
Please review. Tell
me what's bubbling around in your mind…
Hirari the 9th Goddess Of
Maple Syrup