Okay, I had the weirdest idea ever.
I checked the archives for anything similar, and I think this is something incredibly new!
I have not seen a fic like this, and I hope all of you like it.
I'm a little shy to finish A Stupid Mistake, but it's nearly finished. And when one fic ends, another has to begin!
Enjoy this weirdness that assaulted my brain violently! :D
-D.O.C
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I do not own Inuyasha. But I do own this plot.
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"The operation was a success!"
The woman looked up at the doctor, confused. "It worked?"
"Yes, Miss Tsukiko, it worked!" The man smiled. "You should feel perfect in a few weeks. You shouldn't even need physical therapy!"
"What?" The patient narrowed her eyes in confusion. "That makes no sense whatsoever."
"Well, keep in mind that this was an experimental procedure, and, therefore, we didn't know exactly what would happen..." The doctor looked at his clipboard, leafing through a few papers. "But, remarkably, your body accepted the foreign cells without a moment's hesitation! Your body doesn't even know that anything was ever missing! You have retained all normal activity!"
The woman's lip curled in disgust. Maybe she should have simply died...
"Alright, Miss Rin Tsukiko! Since everything was transferred successfully, you won't need to worry about anything. All of your motor skills are fine, and since the procedure was an experiment, it will not cost you a dime. The institute's surgeons did this in the name of science, and they have also paid for your stay at the hospital."
Yep. She should have just given up and died.
Rin ran her hands over the operation site.
The ridges of the stitches caused her the wince. They felt so strange... She knew those stitches were concealing a steel plate from her. Metal that would forever be part of her...
She shuddered, absolutely disgusted in herself. 'Why would I even do this? Am I truly so selfish? Death would be welcomed right now, with open arms...'
"Well, you are probably very tired. I'll leave you be for the moment. Call if you need anything!" The cheerful doctor gestured to the call-button.
She was left alone, looking at her wrists. 'Hm, so fragile... All my blood could be drained before that smug moron comes back in... He thinks he's so great. His little "Frankenstine's Monster" is complete.'
She shook her head. 'Ugh, I used to be so happy, now I'm reduced to think about suicide?! What the hell?!'
Rin flopped back onto the uncomfortable pillow. Her fingers found the jagged-feeling stitches again. A cold smirk found its way onto her face. 'Whose brain is this?'
She laughed quietly, without mirth, stroking the hidden steel plate under her hair. The waist-length, silky tresses, had been reduced to half an inch.
'Whose mind did I just steal?'
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Tsukiko, Rin Katana
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Weight: 54 kg (Approx. 120 lbs)
Height: 162 cm (Approx. 5 ft 4 in)
Notes: Rare brain disease/ Experimental procedure/ Removal of effected area/ Disease not spreading?
Rin Katana Tsukiko looked over her medical charts, smiling bitterly as she read the information at the top. How they had written, 'Disease not spreading?'
They had put in a question mark to get across their point. How they felt.
They sounded surprised that the disease hadn't taken over her whole brain, that it had stopped after a certain portion, the portion that was perfect for their sick little game.
Fantastic. She'd go around, living her life, with a part of someone else's brain in her skull. That sounded easy!
She flipped the page.
Taisho, Kikyo Tama
Age: 22
Sex: Female
Weight: 58 kg (Approx. 128 lb)
Height: 172 cm (Approx. 5 ft 8 in)
Notes: Deceased/ Donated brain/ Rest of body- cremation/ Widower signed on operation
Rin smiled sadly.
'At least you wanted to do this. I was forced to give myself up to the institute.'
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Flashback
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"Rin! I refuse to lose my little sister!" Hojo cried.
"I'm not even your sister! I WAS ADOPTED!" Rin screamed back, trying to drill it into the man's thick skull.
"I already called my friend at the institute. They're coming to get you right now." He said calmly. "I am not losing you."
"What if I die because of the operation? THEN WHAT HAPPENS?!" She snarled back.
He paused. "Then you will have gone out trying to live."
That stopped her. What if she refused this opportunity, and just died like a coward? That wasn't some thing she wanted to do. But still... "They can't do it without my consent."
Hojo held up a document he fished out of his briefcase, which was on her couch. "According to them, you already did." He pointed to the forged signatures on the lines.
"WHAT THE HELL?! I'LL KILL YOU, YOU SICK BASTARD!"
"I told them you would want to back out, so I also had you 'sign' this." He held up another legal document, claiming that her mind could be altered by the time she gets to the operating room. "Due to the disease, you could just be delusional. How do you know these aren't really your signatures?"
"BECAUSE I'M FINE! I JUST WANT TO LIVE THE REST OF MY LIFE THE WAY I WANT TO!"
"So the next six months you have will be filled with happiness, I'm sure." Hojo said, sarcastically. "You'll die. Regardless of how far the disease spreads."
"Everyone dies."
"Not at the age of twenty."
Rin was taken an hour later, whisked away to have part of her replaced with a stranger's part.
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End of Flashback
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True to the doctor's word, Rin was released a few weeks later.
She went home, shocked at the normalcy that awaited her.
She went home to her empty apartment.
She ate regularly.
She took her favorite bubble baths.
She did what she'd usually do, besides going to work. Her boss knew she had been in the hospital, and gave her vacation time.
Everything was going back to normal.
Perhaps she really could do this... Live her life without any hindrance from her ordeal...
She ran her hand through her hair. It was growing remarkably fast, already down to the middle of her neck in the back, her bangs nearly grown out to their former glory in the front.
'INUYASHA!'
Rin dropped her bowl of strawberries.
"What the-?"
...
A memory took over, a man moving inhumanly fast, wearing traditional hakama and haori, silvery hair swishing out behind him.
Rin watched as her white haori-clad arms raised a bow, notching an arrow. She had no control over her body as she drew the string back, and shot the man straight through the heart, pinning him to a tree.
He dropped something, a necklace of some sort. His strange dog ears twitched. "K-Kikyo..."
Rin dropped to her knees, mind reeling. Kikyo was the name of the woman who donated her brain.
Her body shifted, as if Rin was simply a guest, having no say in how she moved. Her side throbbed painfully, and she felt blood pour down it, but she couldn't turn her head to look at it. Her hand curled over the large jewel that adorned the necklace.
"ANOTHER BEAST APPROACHES!" Someone screamed behind her, and her body whipped around, looking around. She felt so weak.
Another man appeared before her. He, too, had silver hair, down to his mid-thigh, and pointed ears. A Prussian blue crescent moon was on his brow, two maroon stripes on his cheekbones. He was wearing white hakama, a white haori with red sakura blossoms on the sleeves and shoulders, spiked armor, and an enormous cream-colored pelt on his shoulder.
His cold, golden gaze pierced her. "Kikyo. You will release the hanyou at once. I have business with him."
Rin felt her lips moving, but she couldn't hear anything.
He reached out, smacking her hard across the face. Rin wanted to scream. But Kikyo's body remained silent.
She found herself standing, removing the arrow. The dog-eared man's angry face sobered after he saw the taller man.
They conversed for a bit, before everything went black.
She was drowning. She couldn't breathe.
She couldn't breathe.
She couldn't breathe.
But everything became blindingly bright, and she finally got the sought-after breath.
The second man stood over her, holding a sword that glinted in the sunlight.
"I resurrected you. Be grateful." He said simply, sheathing the blade. All three of them sat, the white-clad man sitting against a tree gracefully, the red-wearing man sprawled comfortably next to her, and Rin- Kikyo?- kneeling respectfully.
The man with the pelt went on and on about strange things Rin couldn't even comprehend, but Kikyo's body nodded and her lips moved.
...
Rin opened her eyes, groaning.
"What just happened?"
She looked around her, there was no trace of the forest she had been in.
All she could see were bright red berries littering the white tiles of her kitchen floor.
"Who was Kikyo, and why was she living back then?" Rin asked no one in particular.
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Let me have some feedback, everyone!
I'd really love to know if it's interesting or not.
-D.O.C