Remade
Kitten Siren
4/30/03
Disclaimer: Um. This is my first Inuyasha fic! I love the anime so much! So
I hope you like it! And please! Tell me how I'm doing! And please please
please!!! Review me! I want to hear you're ideas for the fic! By the way..
I don't own Inuyasha in anyway!
Remade Chapter one.
"I remember when I was a young boy getting my first car muffin. My father handed me the keys and I walked out there, and you know what I say?" Kikyo's father went on saying the same story again, and without waiting for her to nod he went on. "I saw a beautiful red Shelby Mustang! With a large blue bow over the whole top of it! I must have road it around the block a hundred times. Now Kikyo, I hope you have as many good memories as I did when I was a younger lad." He smiled that warm charming smile she'd gotten to know so well over the years, his eyes the same cornflower blue as her own and her mother's, gleamed happily and proudly as he handed his daughter a small dark blue velvet box with a soft white bow on it.
Kikyo opened the box carefully, and forced her usual show smile, her eyes blank as they usually were, her perfectly manicured nails opened the box seeing a small key in it and she looked at her parents. Already knowing she was getting this. Of course they would show up her cousin's 2003 mustang cobra, and her friends restored firebird. She made her way to the front door and stopped in the archway of it, her eyes widening.
"You have got to be kidding me!" In the driveway with a large red bow stood an Oldsmobile. From 1983. It's fender rusted nearly all the way through. It's mirror's being held on by what looked like duct tape, the wheels weren't the same size on it making it lower on the left hand side, the head light was cracked in the front, the car had paint spots missing on the sides, and a dent in the back door of the passenger seat. The spots that had paint was a soft tan color. She took a step back and narrowed her eyes at her parents. "This is a joke right?" Seeing her parent's solemn expressions she continued on. "You both got brand new cars!"
"Well honey, we thought you'd get a sense of responsibility, and pride when you got your own car. So you would see how much work went into it." Her mother smiled softly, seeing this as the best. Kikyo stared at her parents with disbelief; spinning on her hundred dollar Candies high heel shoes she slammed the door behind her, but not without shouting. "I hate you both!"
She slid into the driver's seat of the car, and started the engine that made a harsh grinding sound, and reared out of the driveway the tires screeching their protest as she drove down the street. 'What will everyone think? I'll be humiliated. God they are so selfish.' Kikyo looked down at the purple beads that were wrapped a few times around her wrist, and then at the road. Pushing the pedal of the gas down all the way the old Junker sped up going 60, then 70 miles per hour on the 25mile street, her waist length raven black hair blowing in the wind. She drove onto the bridge that separated the commoners from her type of people in the higher-class crowd. The community she lived in was build of 3 story plus houses, worth over seven hundred thousand easy. With spa's, salons, upper class stores and full of grand private schools. She closed her eyes for a moment letting herself drive in silence still going faster. And she heard a scream; never realizing it was herself, as her car swung hard into the railing on the bridge, and push right through it. She screamed again as the car pitched forward and slammed full force into the murky water her hands moving against the wind shield pushing hard as it cracked on impact spilling in water. And she fought frantically, pushing on everything as she shoved hard the driver's door opening and water gushed in. She fought trying to push against the seat trying to swim. Her mind so clouded over she never remembered to pull the seatbelt off of her, and she screamed again her throat taking in water. And she looked pleadingly at the surface of the water. Remembering some where deep in her mind she'd get her parents back for this.
And as Kikyo took her last vengeful breath, her heart stopping. A small screaming baby girl was born with a head full of dark blue-black hair, and they named her Kagome.
Remade Chapter one.
"I remember when I was a young boy getting my first car muffin. My father handed me the keys and I walked out there, and you know what I say?" Kikyo's father went on saying the same story again, and without waiting for her to nod he went on. "I saw a beautiful red Shelby Mustang! With a large blue bow over the whole top of it! I must have road it around the block a hundred times. Now Kikyo, I hope you have as many good memories as I did when I was a younger lad." He smiled that warm charming smile she'd gotten to know so well over the years, his eyes the same cornflower blue as her own and her mother's, gleamed happily and proudly as he handed his daughter a small dark blue velvet box with a soft white bow on it.
Kikyo opened the box carefully, and forced her usual show smile, her eyes blank as they usually were, her perfectly manicured nails opened the box seeing a small key in it and she looked at her parents. Already knowing she was getting this. Of course they would show up her cousin's 2003 mustang cobra, and her friends restored firebird. She made her way to the front door and stopped in the archway of it, her eyes widening.
"You have got to be kidding me!" In the driveway with a large red bow stood an Oldsmobile. From 1983. It's fender rusted nearly all the way through. It's mirror's being held on by what looked like duct tape, the wheels weren't the same size on it making it lower on the left hand side, the head light was cracked in the front, the car had paint spots missing on the sides, and a dent in the back door of the passenger seat. The spots that had paint was a soft tan color. She took a step back and narrowed her eyes at her parents. "This is a joke right?" Seeing her parent's solemn expressions she continued on. "You both got brand new cars!"
"Well honey, we thought you'd get a sense of responsibility, and pride when you got your own car. So you would see how much work went into it." Her mother smiled softly, seeing this as the best. Kikyo stared at her parents with disbelief; spinning on her hundred dollar Candies high heel shoes she slammed the door behind her, but not without shouting. "I hate you both!"
She slid into the driver's seat of the car, and started the engine that made a harsh grinding sound, and reared out of the driveway the tires screeching their protest as she drove down the street. 'What will everyone think? I'll be humiliated. God they are so selfish.' Kikyo looked down at the purple beads that were wrapped a few times around her wrist, and then at the road. Pushing the pedal of the gas down all the way the old Junker sped up going 60, then 70 miles per hour on the 25mile street, her waist length raven black hair blowing in the wind. She drove onto the bridge that separated the commoners from her type of people in the higher-class crowd. The community she lived in was build of 3 story plus houses, worth over seven hundred thousand easy. With spa's, salons, upper class stores and full of grand private schools. She closed her eyes for a moment letting herself drive in silence still going faster. And she heard a scream; never realizing it was herself, as her car swung hard into the railing on the bridge, and push right through it. She screamed again as the car pitched forward and slammed full force into the murky water her hands moving against the wind shield pushing hard as it cracked on impact spilling in water. And she fought frantically, pushing on everything as she shoved hard the driver's door opening and water gushed in. She fought trying to push against the seat trying to swim. Her mind so clouded over she never remembered to pull the seatbelt off of her, and she screamed again her throat taking in water. And she looked pleadingly at the surface of the water. Remembering some where deep in her mind she'd get her parents back for this.
And as Kikyo took her last vengeful breath, her heart stopping. A small screaming baby girl was born with a head full of dark blue-black hair, and they named her Kagome.