Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha.
It Can't Be So
It couldn't be real, it had to be a bad dream, all of it had to be!
"It can't be true!" she cried out rocking back and forth on the now bloodstained carpet.
"Mama! Souta! You can't be...no!" Kagome screamed through her bitter tears. She looked at the lifeless form in her arms, her mother. The older woman's hair clung to her face, blood spilling out from various wounds. It just couldn't be so.
--Earlier that day --
Kagome grabbed her purse, slipping it down her neck and around her shoulder. She glanced in the mirror making sure she looked presentable. She walked down the stairs to the living room where her mother was folding clothes.
"Mama, I'm going to the mall with my friends, bye!" she called over her shoulder as she walked to the door.
"Be careful honey, I don't want you getting hurt," her mother said softly.
"Oh, don't worry mother, I'll be fine," Kagome said reasurringly.
"Just be careful dear, I've heard all about those kidnappers. I don't want my baby getting hurt!"
Kagome blushed, muttering half-heartedly, "Mom..."
"Goodbye dear!"
Kagome smiled, "Bye mama."
She opened the front door, stepping outside into the crisp evening air.
When she arrived home all of the lights were off, which wasn't strange considering her mother was usually asleep at the time.
She walked in the house, creeping up the stairs quietly. That's when she saw it. Blood, blood everywhere on the landing of the stairs, it tracked to her mothers room.
She walked to the door slowly , not knowing if it was safe to enter or not. She cracked it open, just as a figure jumped out of the window. All she noticed before she screamed was a spider shaped scar. Kagome was shocked.
Her mother and younger brother lay dead at the foot of the old bed, arms still wrapped about eachother.
Blood seeped from still open wounds, making a pool of blood around the two.
Emotion hit Kagome like a ton of bricks. Kagome ran to the pair, not caring about the blood. She kneeled in front of them, wrapping her arms around the both of them, burying her head in the crook of her mothers neck.
She squeezed her eyes shut, bitter tears fighting to fall down her cheeks.
"Don't leave me...mother...Souta,"she moaned, tighting her bloody arms around the two.
"Mama! Souta! You can't be... no!" she screamed through her blurred vision.
She scrambled out of the bloody embraceto the phone, dialing 911. "Hello this is the Tokyo Police Station, please state your emergency," came the voice.
"They-they killed them! Please! Help me! Mama...Souta their dead!" she all but yelled into the receiver.
"Okay, I need you to calm down miss and state your address."
"4456 Shikon Street! Please hurry! Please!"
"They should be there soon, I need you to keep talking, and calm down."
"Calm down! My mama...my brother! They're dead and you want me to calm down!"
Just as she finished that statement she heard sirens,she slammed down the phone. She sank to the floor, head in her hands. She began crying, dry sobs emitting from her dry throat. She rocked back and forth, praying.
"Mama, Souta, I can't live without you guys..." she said through her tears.
Just then a police officer flung open the door and called over his shoulder, "We found them Chief!"
A rather plump man walked in, his gray, balding head glinting in the moonlight.
"Ma'am your going to have to go downtown for questioning..." he spoke softly to her kneeling by her crumpled form. She nodded her head, shakily standing up.
"An-anything I can do to help..." she said scrubbing her red puffy eyes.
A woman walked in wrapping a small blanket around her shoulders, leaving her arm around her shoulder.
"Now come with me my dear and we will take you downtown," she said gently.
She nodded and followed the raven haired woman. She led her to a police car, opening the door and nudging her slightly, signaling herto get in.
"Now honey, this man," she said glancing at the cop situated in the front seat," is Andrew, a foreigner from the United States none the less, he will be driving you downtown. I will be contacting a family member, so I shall see you later." she said whilst smiling warmly at her and closing the door.
Kagome sat in silence on the ride downtown, staring outside dully, all the life, the happiness in her eyes faded into nothingness.
Once they arrived she walked into a small room with one table and four chairs. A man walked in with a file and sat down, gesturing for her to sit down.
She sat down on the old, rusty chair, giving a small greeting.
And so the questioning begun.
-Two days afterward-
Kagome sat on the train, staring blankly at the scenery flying by wistfully. She sighed.
Her aunt Keade agreed to let her come and stay in her small town. She was almost happy that she was going to Keade. Almost. Kagome doubted she would ever be happy again. Ever. During the past few days she had wished she were dead, along with her family.
No, she would not commit suicide. She refused to take the cowards way out.
She glanced sideways at a family. A little child was begging his mother for treats from the snack bar, and when the mother had refused he burst into tears, causing his mother to embrace him gently.
She longed for her mothers touch, to embrace and hold her. She felt a pang in her heart and tears began welling up in her eyes. She swiped at the tears that were threatening to fall, she wouldn't cry anymore, she would be strong, for her mother, and for her brother.
She would be strong.
-2 hours later-
She stepped on the platform, looking around for Keade, and she finally spotted her old aunt. The woman wobbled as fastly as her old legs could carry her to Kagome. She embraced Kagome tightly.
"Child, I am very sorry for your loss, I wish I could have been there," the old woman said hoarsley.
"It is ok Kaede, let's just go home."
The two walked out, Kagome holding her luggage in one hand, Keade in the other.
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