Her Blood Sings for Me
Chapter One - Vampiric World?
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"Up until recently, I've lived life like a normal high school student. Really, I've got my friends and the Cheer Squad, mother's idea even if I'm not your normal cheerleader type, and I get pretty decent grades." Kagome sighed as she went over her life while laying in bed, as if she'd tell someone else. Not that she could tell anyone anyway, they'd be sure to think she was crazy. "But my family just had to own a shine didn't they? It was odd, I thought it alway was, but it was cool in some ways. Its really big and we get to have lots of celebrations and stuff here. I guess everything was alright. But then came that incident. It happened when chasing down Buyo, my cat, I fell into the well on our property and things haven't been the same since. You know, I ended up in another world, sort of. Back in time, where monsters like demons and vampires exist." she said, almost hardly believing it herself.
"Kagome!" Her mother called.
She pulled herself from the bed, slowly. No doubt that its time for her adventures in the other era to continue again. She only came back home for a break. Kaeda, the elderly woman she lived with whom was also her trainer, and Sango, her best friend and partner of that world, had forced her to come home for a break. They said that she needed a rest after her latest little escapade.
"Yes, mother?" Kagome asked, once she pulled herself down the stair way and into the kitchen. Her mom sat with a large, yet worried look on her face, and Kagome didn't like the looks of it. Her mother acted really odd when it came to her second life. Sometimes she seemed happy and pushy, and other times she thought she'd just break down in tears. Not like anything bad had ever really happened there. The worst was just a cold that rendered her in bed for a week. But that could happen anywhere, so no big deal, right?
"Ah, Kagome. Its time for you to get back. You've stayed here for a week already. I've missed you and I'm glad you've came for a visit, but you have so much work to do..." Her mother trailed on with a bit of difficulty. It was hard to think of her daughter being a hunter of monsters. She knew of all the dangers her daughter had to face all the time and it scared her to death. But she knew very well that her daughter was needed there badly. "I worry about you so much Kagome, but I'm so very proud of you."
Kagome sighed softly, walking over and hugging her mother.
"Thanks Mom."
Her mother threw her arms around her tightly, but released after a short moment. "Oh look at me." she sighed, with a slight grin. "I look ridiculous, crying over you just going. You've already been doing this for some months. Anyway, I packed you some stuff." She held out a new green backpack for her daughter, this one bigger and with more useful pockets then the one Kagome currently used. "Some new cloths, new necessities, and lots of new snacks." The woman smiled proudly.
Kagome took the backpack from her mother, giving her another light hug and thanking her again. That's when she heard footsteps behind her, she turned around to see an elderly man, older then her mother, and a little boy with ebony hair just like her's.
Both her grandfather and Sota, her little brother, smiled. "Good luck Kagome!" They said in unison and both ran up to hug her.
Geez, everyone was always so worried. They acted like they hadn't seen her for years and that she wouldn't come back from this trip until she was forty. Kagome pulled away from her family. "Well, I guess I have no other choice but to leave right at this moment, since you've all already said your goodbyes." She backed away to the door unwillingly, she wanted to sleep in her own bed, stay in her own room, for one more night. "Bye everyone!" she called as she waved and ran down the steps in a hurry to the little building where the sacred well was kept. Her family all stood in the doorway of the house, waving frantically and shouting even more goodbyes. Without another word, Kagome placed her hands on the side of the wooden well and tossed herself down into the darkness.
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"Wait up Sango!" Kagome called as she ran after her dark haired friend. She pulled the strap of her backpack tightly as it fell down her arm. The rocky ground made her practically have to leap from boulder to boulder so she didn't slow or trip.
Suddenly the other woman slowed and came to a stop, turning around to face Kagome, who nearly ran head first into her. Thankfully, however, Sango held out her hands to stop Kagome.
"What was that for?" Kagome complained.
"Well, I thought you'd need a warm up after sitting at home for a week!" exclaimed Sango. "I was afraid you'd be far to lazy and your muscles were just wasting away!" She grinned, though it was more like a playful smirk.
Kagome just let out a breath in a deep huff. "Well, you were wrong. I'm still perfectly fit!"
"Ha ha. You mean, as fit as a human from the other world could be. Really, you needed a lot of training in the beginning of our hunting." Sango teased playfully. She didn't really pick on Kagome often, they were very very close friends, but for not seeing her for a week well, she couldn't pass up the chance. And besides, Kagome knew it was just a hearty little game and thought nothing of it, really.
"So, anyway." Kagome started, as she continued moving, but now just walking with her friend right beside her. "Is there anything new? Has Kaeda found any more information on the vampiric hanyou?" She questioned, with pure curiosity. Knowing anything about this particular monster would be good. He was probably among the worst of all the monsters that the small group of hunters needed to dispose of. Not only that, but he was nearly impossible to track and very few knew anything about him.
"Well, we've confirmed a solid name." replied Sango. "Inuyasha."
"Dog demon." Kagome said after a moment, her hazel eyes narrowing dangerously. "I wonder, how did a hanyou get the traits of a vampire? Yokai and Hanyos were certainly bad enough without these extra traits. I swear, that Shikon no Tama, it does more bad then good!" She shook her head in disgust.
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"Inuyasha, sir!" Called the scruffy male voice. The effect of the sound must have been caused from the huffing sighs that proved one to be quite tierd.
"What do you want Miroku?" Asked another male's voice. Though, this voice sounding rougher, yet somehow freakishly attractive.
"Well, it seems that they in fact do have another miko hunter. However, she doesn't look anything like any mikos we've ever seen." the other man, obviously called Miroku, replied. And then coughed lightly. "Not to remind you but, using Kikyo as an example, this new woman does not look like she could possibly hold any sacred powers. She looks far to frail, and wears very odd clothing. Nothing I've ever seen. However, she's quite head turning. Beautiful midnight hair that gleams in the sun, a figure like--"
He was cut off, "Enough!" the word came out fiercely. "I see, my friend, you've taken the job of finding out information on the miko personally. I would have been rather impressed in any other case, but its just like you to stalk women. Let me know if anything actually of any worth comes up. And go find yourself a woman already, before I bite your head off from never hearing the end it!" He ordered afterward. God, did that man need some sort of distraction. Inuyasha never heard the end of Miroku's rants about woman. Every single one he'd ever seen, maybe if he found himself a wench he'd stop his annoying talks of how pretty that girl they just disposed of was, or even how adorable the woman cleaning her cloths in the river that one time was.
Once the man with the purple robes and the slick black hair pulled back into a short ponytail left, this other man just sat in his thrown; attempting to picture this new miko, the woman that he'd surely destroy himself. Yes, what a wonderful thought. The destruction of any and all of the hunters that dared to oppose him. He laughed darkly at the thought. His pointed ears falling back on his silvery topped head and his facial features radiated with a disturbed feeling as his sharp canines gleamed in the little bits of dulled light that shone through the little cracks in the stone walls and from the windows so far up.
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So, that's how this world was now. And these were the roles of everyone in it. Dear Kagome, young woman of modern times, was brought to this era as a miko hunter during a time of despair. Where, somehow, all of the monsters of the world were gaining even more deadly power of vampirism, as people just came to call it. Where did her miko powers come from? It was only left for a guess. She was forced to train with other hunters under her master, lady Kaeda. Probably one of the oldest miko hunters still alive. She's been forced to partner up with one of the more experienced hunters nearest her age, Sango. Who'd always been in the yokai extermination business, and took to the work of destroying these more powerful monsters without any hint of backing down. Lucky thing that Kagome actually got along with Sango so well, the two made a great team, even if the miko was far less experienced. And Inuyasha, the most despicable and evilly disturbed hanyou of his time, ruled over his own little kingdom. Planing to kill off a lot of humans, now that his mind was being taken over by the dark rulings of his vampiric side. He was merciless, planning to rule all of the continent if he could. While Miroku, the hanyou's best friend and first class assistant, helped him do it all. Even if Miroku was just a lowly human, he was a monk and was beginning to find himself with more power then he could have first guessed. Inuyasha favored him even more, just because he could outdo many of the vampiric yokai himself. And so, the teams were set up against each other in a twist of fate no one understood. Where did the Shikon no Tama stand in this all?