Summary: Kagome had one desire that she wished granted. She was then given a chance, though it was at a terrible price. Utilizing every skill afforded to her as the heroic spirit of the Shikon no Tama Legend, Kagome must fight. However, can she truly kill her own heart in order to win?
Disclaimer/Author's Note: I don't own Fate/stay Night or InuYasha, those rights belong to Type-Moon and Rumiko Takahashi respectively. This is just an idea that was born while watching Fate/Zero on Netflix with a friend. However, I am relatively new to the series (Nasuverse especially) in general compared to many others, I would appreciate any feedback that more diehard fans can give me. Well, except for flaming or condescending comments. You can keep those to yourselves. Plus, I just wanted to add my own little touch to the relatively dismal fandom that currently exists. Just maybe, this will prompt others to come up with their own. This story is going to be pretty dark, fitting the overall theme of the Fate/stay universe. While I'm not aiming to make misery porn, do be ready in case I somehow manage to mess with your feels.
Warning(s): This story contains blood/gore, character death, dark/questionable content and themes, extreme violence, gender-bend (at least a slight case of it), sexual content/themes, etc.
To Change Our Fate
Prologue: Heartfelt Cry
"No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path."
― Gautama Buddha, Sayings of Buddha
It was horrifying; the aftermath of war. Something that no one should ever be forced to witness, much less be forced to take part in.
She had been forced to see it, to fight, to kill, and to survive.
Forced to stain her hands with the blood of others in order to preserve her life and the lives of those she loved and cared for.
To think that just five years ago, she was a 15-year-old girl, innocent and naïve of the future that laid before her. Living in a dream where the worst of her worries was of how she would pass her next math test. Worried about how many packs of ramen she would need to pack in order to satisfy her hanyō protector's appetite. Worried about whether or not she could be able to achieve her own happily ever after with said protector, who she had at one time seen as her snarky prince in red clothes.
It had all changed when their greatest enemy, Naraku, had aggressively begun to attack their group following the death of Kikyō. With his seemingly one weakness out of the way, the spider hanyō seemed to gain confidence and began his assault. The first few attacks the Inu tachi barely survived, which they attributed more to extraordinary luck more than anything. That luck being the timely interventions of Sesshōmaru and even occasionally Kōga, both having been tracking the slippery hanyō on their own.
They all realized that if they hoped to survive, much less actually defeat Naraku, they would all need to grow stronger.
Kagome more than anyone desired to become stronger. To no longer be a burden to the others.
No longer was she content with being in the back, protected by her friends. She wanted to be by their side, fighting against their enemy with everything she had. However, all of her friends were busy with their own affairs and plans to grow stronger. Inuyasha was training to fully harness the Meidō Zangetsuha technique given to him by Sesshōmaru. Sango had traveled back to her village with Kirara in order to collect the weapons left behind and repair any damage done to her main weapon, Hiraikotsu. Miroku had gone to visit his master, Mushin, for some technique that he felt would be necessary for what was ahead.
In fear of Shippō somehow being caught up in everything, Kagome convinced him to attend the Kitsune college. While he wasn't happy, he had complied for her sake. The day the fox kit left, Kagome sealed the well in order to prevent the chance of Naraku getting to her family. She then approached Kaede and began her formal training under the older woman.
The young woman worked herself to the bone under the elderly Miko's harsh tutelage and was happy with her progress. It was during that time she was also approached by another, who she never expected.
Sesshōmaru.
Kagome had no true idea of why the Daiyōkai had deemed it fit to train her. There were days when she laid before him bloodied and broken from her training. Times when she cursed his very existence, as well as her own for agreeing to the hellish training. However, once she felt her newfound strength, along with a honed control of her purification abilities. She knew that all of the pain had been worth it, as she now had the power to protect her friends. After a month of preparations, with sporadic skirmishes against Naraku in between, they were finally ready.
They, along with their allies, gathered to face Naraku. They had all been sure of their victory. Sure of the plan they had all agreed to.
To think that everything had gone so wrong due to a small slip up on her part.
'Why did it have to end this way?' she thought, tears of grief cutting through the splatters of blood that clung to her cheeks.
Blue eyes took in horrific sight that lay before her. Bodies covered the ground as far as the eye could see. The iron scent of blood clung to the plains, and the stench of death clung to the air she drew into her lungs with labored breaths.
Human, yōkai, hanyō; it didn't matter. They all served as food for the crows that now circled in the air above the dead and the dying.
Her shoulders quivered as she tried to gain control of her tears, but found the task too hard to accomplish. Tightening her hold on the lifeless body in her arms, her sobs wracked her body as she pressed her face into the top of his head. The silken strands brushed against her face as she bit her bottom lip.
Everything was wrong!
'Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!' she continued to deny what she knew was her reality.
They should all be alive. All of them should be alive and be celebrating their victory over the hanyō that had torn their lives apart.
"I can't accept this…this isn't how it was supposed to end!" she cried, closing her eyes.
Inuyasha was supposed to avenge Kikyō, and live the rest of his life surrounded by friends.
Sango and Miroku were supposed to get married and live together in peace, creating a family together.
Shippō was to come back to her and celebrate their victory.
Sesshōmaru was to return to Rin and Jaken; traveling around the lands his father once ruled, and which he now did.
But they were all dead. Inuyasha at the hands of Naraku. Sango and Miroku lost to the curse inflicted upon the monk's bloodline by Naraku. Shippō was still out there, oblivious to the fate of their group. And Sesshōmaru…
Sesshōmaru was dead.
The man who she had come to lean on and admire, died protecting her during a momentary lapse in judgment.
His once pristine clothes were torn and stained with blood. His sharp eyes that once put the fear of the kami into any who earned his ire, were now blank and glassy. The sight felt wrong to Kagome. It was as if these imperfections were tainting the image of the invincible Daiyōkai, who had become just as important to her as the rest of the Inutachi. Looking down at the hand resting limply against the yōkai's still chest, her gaze fell upon the pink jewel that rested in her palm. Moments passed as the wind caused her hair to lash out behind her, intertwining with the loose silver strands of the man in her arm.
Lifting her head, she stared up into the sky. Kagome raised the bloodied hand that held the reason for all of this tragedy.
"I won't accept this fate! Please, please grant my wish!"
She clenched her fist around the jewel and her eyes blazed to life with power.
"I WISH –!"
"For the elements silver and iron.
For the foundation, stone, and the Archduke of contracts.
For the ancestor, my great master Schweinorg.
Close the gates of the cardinal directions.
Come forth from the Crown, and follow the forked road to the Kingdom.
Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill.
Repeat five times, but when each is filled, destroy it.
Set.
Heed my words.
My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny.
If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer me.
I hereby swear…
That I shall be all that is good in the world.
That I shall defeat all that is evil in the world.
You seven heavens, clad in the three great words of power,
Come forth from the circle of binding…
Guardian of the Scales!"
Seeing the array glowing beneath her feet, Rin grinned gleefully while tightening her grip on her catalyst for her summoning.
Finally, she would be a master in the next Holy Grail War. Everything was perfect! Surely she would be able to summon the most desired servants amongst the seven: Saber!
The summoning caused the wind to pick up in the room, tossing her long pigtails through the air and teasing the edges of her skirt. Bright blue eyes remained fixed upon the array, dreams of summoning the best class, steamrolling the competition, and gaining possession of the Holy Grail played through her head.
Pulses swept through the room from the summoning array, and a sense of peace and contentment swept through her. Every part of her felt purified for a lack of a better word, and jewel-like shards collected before her. Not a moment later, the shards broke apart to reveal the form of a young woman wrapped in the garb of a Shinto priestess, though more elaborate than one would expect from someone of her supposed occupation. The cherry blossom crest at the shoulder and sleeves, in particular, caught her eye. It was something one would expect to see on those of a higher class in the feudal era of their country.
The woman before was beautiful with a noble face and an air of grace about her. Her skin was fair, her hair long, falling down her back to an undetermined length. It was only when she opened her eyes that Rin couldn't hold back the gasp that escaped her lips.
Blue eyes looked up at her from beneath thick lashes. A small demure smile playing on the woman's lips as she kneeled before her.
If she hadn't been very sure of the fact that she was the last Tohsaka left, this woman could've easily passed as one. The woman's blue eyes were quite similar in shade to her own after all.
The young woman didn't show any sign of having seen her momentary lapse in control though, as she brought a hand up from her side to lay over her heart. Her head bowed, causing her hair tumbled over her shoulders to shield her face from view like a veil.
"Servant Archer answers your summons. I ask of you, are you my master?"
End of Prologue
Well, that was short, but then again it is the prologue. I'll be back with the next chapter soon enough. Along with an update for both Black Dahlia and Unraveling at the Seams. I'm working out some kinks for the next chapter of Basic Instincts…then again I'm wondering if I should even continue that one. XD Either way, thanks for bothering to read this and I hope that you enjoyed it enough to continue reading any future updates.