Forlorn Labirynth

IY/YYH Crossover

Disclaimer: The characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi. I do not own Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho. This was suppose to be a contest entry for The Deadliestsin but I failed to finish it on time due to my licensure examination. I guess I'll just post this story here. Hope you like it.

"Kagome!"

A loud sharp gasp escaped from her lips, warm blood started rushing through her veins tinting her once pale face as she leaned forward hungrily in need for air, her eyes opening in unison. Her long, dark wavy locks hung lazily at her sides while her bangs covered her calm blue eyes. She wore a dark blue sweater and an ebony skirt. Stirring slightly she realized she had been sitting on a couch for some time already upon feeling her buttocks slowly sinking into that soft futon. Sweat seems to drench her whole body. Feeling the need to stand, she attempted to rise but was halted when she felt a dark, metallic object resting in between her palm and fingers, it was a gun.

Startled by what she saw, she immediately threw the gun aside and stood in bewilderment, her heart started pounding on her chest in a drastic frenzy as she took a step backward from the said object which in return sent couple papers scattering all over the room.

Thoughts started to flood her mind: Who is she? What has she been doing? She can't seem to remember a thing.

'Have I….killed someone?' she thought, swimming in trepidation.

Her eyes wandered, looking around, looking for an answer, there were no traces of blood anywhere. No dead bodies. What made the circumstances even more tortuous is that the environment seemed unfamiliar to her. Has she been abducted? Why was there a gun if she was? It was a frightening feeling, what's worst she can't remember a damn thing.

Bearing the situation no longer, she planned on getting herself out of there immediately as she could.

As she reached the door knob, confusion has haunted her once more…it was unlocked. Why would her kidnappers leave the door open? Were they planning something other than kidnap her? Anxiety dimmed her eyes as if telling her to stay in that room, as if telling her to lock herself in there forever yet she paid no heed and left the room. She made her steps as fast as she could, bypassing the other rooms along the way until she came across a staircase made of wood. She made her way down as quietly as she could but the creaking sound made her attempts futile.

Footsteps echoed along the hallway that sent shivers all over her spine.

As her terror peaked in, she disregarded the noise she was making and made her way downstairs as fast as she could reaching for that front door.

Outside, a sigh of relief welcomed her, the smell of fresh air emanating from the environment made her feel at ease. With one last look at the house she'd been to, she left to meander.

Who knows how many hours have passed since she woke up from that house, it was already late in the afternoon as the sun no longer shone as bright like it usually was giving the ground a touch of its yellowish ray of light.

Laughter filled her ears as she walked in solitude. Walking a bit further she noticed a park nearby and went towards it to sit under a tree to invite tranquility into her weary mind. She glanced at the playground where the children ran and played as they laughed at each other. Silently she envied their innocence as though they're always at peace. Children obliviously forget their burdens in just a mere sight of gratification. Can a mere sight of gratification get rid of her burdens too?

Closing her eyes momentarily to listen to that harmonious melody, the laughter abruptly subsided, silence filled her ears, it was deafening. Disturbed by it, she shot her eyes wide open just to see all of the children staring at her with blunt emotions hovering within their eyes. No expressions were drawn on their faces as well. They reminded her of marionettes lacking a string, lifeless yet freely moving.

"Would you like to play with us?" one of the children said flatly.

"Look at my drawing, is it pretty?" a little boy said as he mysteriously appeared beside her holding several pieces of paper each drawn with an obscure portrait made with dark crayons, the little boy had a blank expression on his face yet redness burned within the darkness of his eyes.

"I drew this for you" the boy said, his voice somehow changed from an innocent tone of voice into a deep, sinister one.

Fear strengthened within her, she felt her perceptual field started to go narrow, not a minute to spare, she frantically got on her feet and ran away with horror in her eyes, leaving the children behind. Looking behind her, they just stood there without even calling out to her or following her. Things have indeed gone a bit nonconforming.

'This is getting creepy, first I woke up in an unknown house then these weird children wanted to play with me…what next?' she thought as she unconsciously made her way into a diner.

Nothing unusual is going except that this diner had fewer costumers than she expected, might be due to the time of the day.

As she made her way inside she noticed three faceless people turning their heads at her but she did her best to ignore them yet deep down she's beginning to feel an odd feeling growing up inside her.

Her body sought comfort and went to sit on one of those vacant chairs once again trying to remember what happened until she heard someone screaming behind those silver doors that sort of leads to their kitchen. She tried screaming for help but the people just ignored her. With no other choice rendered to her, she went in there as fast as she could until she saw a teenage girl being threatened with a gun by a shadow of a dark hooded figure.

"Help!" the teenage girl yelled helplessly as she cuddled herself in the corner. Without hesitation, she immediately pushed the offender towards the wall then she picked up the gun on the floor and pointed it against that unknown figure.

"Run! I'll take care of this" she said turning towards the teenage girl, but to her surprise, no one was in there except that dark figure she pinned now revealed to be just a dark, hooded cloak with no one in it.

"Little girls shouldn't be playing with guns…" a deep, male voice spoke all of a sudden beside her ear. She shot a glance to where that voice was coming from but no one was there then she looked at the thing she was holding, another gun. She quickly dropped the dark cloak along with the gun and nervously looked around her.

'I'm holding another gun….' she thought then little did she knew she was already on the verge of tears, hysterical as she was, she had no other choice but to conceal her eyes and scream her heart out until she can no longer see, hear and feel anything.

But a voice spoke into her mind that silenced her deafening screams.

"Kagome!"

Not a minute to spare, a loud gasp escaped from her lips once again as she shot her eyes in surprise. Odd as it may sound but she's exactly at the same place she was in before she left, at that unknown house sitting on that same couch.

"Was it all just a dream?" she asked herself yet her eyes deceived her. On her hand still wields a gun yet something stunned her, it was now accompanied with a black cloak. Curiously she examined it further. No doubt it was the same black hooded cloak she was holding in the kitchen.

Recognizing the situation she was in, she threw the gun and the cloak aside and buried her face into her palm 'But…how…I don't know…I don't know what's going on anymore…think, think, there must be an answer to all of this….think …' she screamed at her thoughts digging for answers, something is just not right and she knew it…she can sense it…such an eerie feeling but her mind just kept hiding itself from her. Dire thoughts began haunting her already fragile mind, each thought slowly eating her from the inside. The feeling was too great that her eyes gave up holding her intrepid intuition, like any other child, she sobbed in defeat.

'Why me?' her mind cried, this feeling of denial has got her incapacitated on the inside. For all the people, why her? What has destiny got in mind? It was nauseating at the same time infuriating.

She tightly held unto herself as her tears freely made its way into her cheeks yet a couple of papers caught her attention. Wiping her tears, she stood and looked at the papers scattered around the floor then decided to check on them.

They were drawings similar to what the little boy had shown on the park but this time, it seems to form a sequence. With eagerness as her driving force, she carefully arranged the pictures in chronological order and was befuddled by what she came up with.

It was a drawing of a girl little by little devoured by her own shadow until she can no longer be seen. Darkness prevailed.

Her jaw lost its tightness. She knew very well, she knew what it meant. It was drawn for her indeed.

Sweat trickled down on her forehead. Her muscles involuntarily shook in fright as her conscious mind started losing its credibility as fear consumed her into oblivion. Silence engulfed her surroundings. Compensating for the matter, she tightly closed her eyes in response, hoping the apprehension could be alleviated. She was hiding from something she knew nothing of as the room suddenly began to emit a cool breeze.

"God knows what lies behind those eyes" she heard that same voice again. She can't move no matter how she tried. An enigmatic presence is hovering around her, watching her, stripping her off from her sanity. She can feel it encircling her, not even her eyes dared to open.

Warm breath started to caress her neck, her muscles tensed in response. Arms began to enclose her small figure holding her in an embrace from behind. Though her efforts remain in vain she did her best to struggle to break free. Her terror devoured her consciousness, she felt nothing but fear. Tears started to leak out from her sealed lids as she attempted to call for help but a bandaged hand covered her mouth, muffling her screams, her fear intensified.

"Hush, fear me not…" whispered the voice with a tint of calmness in it as though comforting her.

"There's nothing to be afraid of…Kagome" with the sudden mention of that name, her eyes opened. The eerie feeling dispersed as she felt a bit lightheaded. Her knees started to weaken but she clung unto the couch to maintain her balance. When she looked around, no one was in sight. She yelped in surprise upon seeing the papers she arranged now rid of disturbing images.