AN: I own neither Inuyasha nor Transformers. The plot and original characters however, are mine. Please enjoy.
Her head shot up from her pillow, trying so hard to ignore it's beckoning to lay back down and go back to sleep, but she did ignore it rather well. Now the reason why she was wide awake at~, she looked towards her alarm clock that told her it was 3:17 am, was because that ever so familiar feeling of dread had set heavily over her entire being.
It wasn't youkai, or something spiritual, but the feeling of something coming, something harmful was coming, if not deadly. It was similar to just before the final battle against Naraku. They didn't know what it was gonna happen, not until they could feel it, until they could even taste it in the air. The calm before the storm.
Only this time, the enemy was unknown, new and foreign to her, it crept it's icy cold fingers around her heart and up her spine. It, whomever or whatever it was, was getting closer by the second.
She scrambled out of her bed, tripping over the tangled bedsheets around her feet, and made a mad dash to her mothers room. Whatever it was, she was going to protect her family, and get them away from it.
She threw the door open, blue eyes wide as they scanned the room for any signs of something, anything to be out of place, but when she cleared it, she ran to her mothers side. Her hands went directly to her shoulders, shaking carefully to wake her.
"Mama, mama! I need you to wake up!" her voice was calm, but she was anything but on the inside.
Her mother groaned as she was waking from her sleep, a slight frown and her brows furrowed in displeasure of the rude awakening. Her hands moved up and lightly grabbed her daughters wrists to stop the shaking.
"Kagome dear, what's the matter?" her eyes were barely open and her voice was still husky with sleep.
"I don't know, but we have to get out of the house! Something's coming, hurry!" her voice was now taking on a panicked tinge. Her head shot up and looked to her right. She was scanning the wall, but Rei knew her daughter was looking beyond the wall, beyond the hall and shrine grounds, her eyes were wide and taking in nothing that the room held. No, her eyes, mind and spirit were watching whatever was approaching, and knew she had to listen to her, and now.
She removed her daughters hands and quickly got out of bed, Kagome looked back at her mother, who wore silk pajama pants and matching top, grabbed her hand and started to pull her out of the room guiding her still waking mother into the hall.
She let go so she could go wake her brother, but was beat by her mother, when she said she would do it so she could go get Jii-chan instead. With a quick nod, she flew down the steps and ran to her grandfathers bedroom, and threw the door open, ignoring the bang of the door knob as it crashed into the wall. It was effective enough, her grandfather woke up with a jump, shouting his ever famous 'demon begone!'.
"Come on Jii-chan, we have to go! Get up, get up, GET UP! Time to go!" she gripped the door frame and motioned with her free hand for her grand father to hurry.
Her grandfather grumbled and griped but did as she asked, moving at a leisurely manner, that is until he saw his daughter standing behind his granddaughter, with his grandson tucked in his mothers arms, she was looking absolutely distraught. It was only for a moment, but he paused to take in the evident fear in their eyes and then hurried his movements.
Kagome threw an arm around her grandfathers shoulders and started to help guide him out of the house, followed by her mother and younger brother.
"Sis, what's going on? Why did you drag us out here so early in the morning?" the worry in his voice couldn't be any louder if he screamed it out to her.
She continued to move, ignoring the fresh morning air, she was only wearing boy shorts underwear and a fitted gray tank top, it was summer after all. But still she had no real answer for her younger brother.
What could she say, when she herself didn't know the cause of what she was feeling?
'Yeah, I woke everyone up because a bad feeling like a lingering nightmare washed over me.'
So she gave him something else to work with.
"Just trust me, okay."
She led them to the edge of the forest that surrounded the shrine grounds, deeming them the safest place. Which was odd if she thought about it, cause a home was meant to be the safest place, not outside and away from it.
She helped her grandfather to rest up against a tree, facing deeper into the woods, her gut was telling her to keep them away from the house no matter what, so she went with that, it never let her down before, why would it now?
All around them was the sound of nature, along with the distant noise of the city life that never seemed to be asleep buzzed around them, and then all at once it went deathly quiet. No critters calling to one another, no city nightlife backdrop, the slight rushing of air between the leaves stopped, it seemed even her heart, no matter how hard it was pounding against her chest, decided to do so silently.
But her heart beat started to pick up noise, low and mutely, but it gradually picked up it's tempo and level of noise, till she realized, it wasn't her heart, but the blades of a helicopter cutting the air and getting closer. The wind was pushed out of her as she watched it blast above them, spinning and weaving out of control, till it finally crash into their home.
Alarms, and lights went off, dogs barked, shouts and angry cries could be heard. But her miko-ki told her that the people still in the helicopter were still alive, and started towards them, her family's cries falling on deaf ears. Bouyo scratched past her into the forest to escape the trauma that was left of her home, she had never seen him run so fast in his life, even as a kitten he was rather lazy.
The dust was still settling, and pieces that was left of her home were still crashing onto the ground, pushing her miko-ki into her arms and hands she moved debris out of the way, till she came to what was left of the kitchen and living room. The tail blades were slowly coming to a halt, while the top were rotating at a agonizingly slow pace, broken and hanging of the body.
She once again used miko-ki to strengthen herself and pulled at the door of the cock-pit and started to help the pilot out, their partner took note of this and kicked what was left of the front window to climb out and helped her.
The the smell of gasoline hit her nose, seems the crash ripped the tank wide open or perhaps a fuel line, and started to drag the pilot with the co-pilot's help back outside to safety. Outside she could see her mother on a cell calling for help, and went towards them, placed the pilot down, got down on her knees and checked to see if they were still breathing.
An explosion went off behind them, throwing Kagome about, her hands on either side of the pilots head, shielding them somewhat, but also causing the skin to scrape off her knees and the heels of her hands. Metal, wood and stone went flying, and it seemed if they were any closer, they would have been hit by the projectiles.
Sitting back up on her knees, Kagome watched as her home burned, the winds from the flames and blast reached them, bringing the heat of said flames and caress her skin, bathing her in it's golden and red glow. Soot, dirt, blood and other unknown substances covered her.
She could hear how her mother cried, how her grandfather was coughing from the fumes, how her brother tried to sooth her mother, how the co-pilot was asking their partner, shuffling around them to check their wounds, but Kagome slowly started to smile softly. They were alive, she turned to her mother, and her smile brightened, causing those that were conscious to look at her in puzzlement.
"We're alive." was all she said to them, her family. Her mother let out a chocked sob, and offered a watery smile, her grandfather just nodded his head, while her brother still just stared at her in confusion.
They just lost their house, their home, a roof over their head, a bed to sleep in, and she was sitting there smiling. How could she smile, why?
"We're alive." she repeated to him, stressing how they survived this, and if at all possible, she smiled even wider when he finally understood. She had the same look after she told them they had finally finished the Jewel and killed Naraku, so he smiled right back at her.
She turned back towards the conscious pilot, who was still wondering what was going on. Obviously he was in some Asian country, from their looks and language, or at least what they spoke. He was still getting over how this young woman had saved him and his partner. Most would have left them for dead, but she ran to them, with no protection, no safety what so ever, and helped them, putting her life on the line do so.
And what did they do? They some how lost control of the helicopter and blew up their home, only to have this girl softly smiling at him, he tilted his head in confusion, what could she possibly be so happy about. She and her family just lost everything they owned, all due to a mistake on his and his partners behalf.
"You're alive, both of you are." she offered him. And then it dawned on him.
She was right. If not for her, they two of them would be dead, and their families back home would learn of their deaths as some sort of freak accident that happened far from home or war, and in neutral and war free country or given some bullshit cover up story, but this girl, this young woman, saved them and a lot of other people that pain.
She went to check the unconscious pilot and quickly but carefully removed the helmet, and her eyes went right away to the cut and bump on his forehead. He also had a black eye, busted lip, and a bruised cheek bone, but the bump concerned her more, so she let her fingers glide lightly over it. Letting only the most minimal amount of her ki through the tips, checking the amount of damage done and slightly healing the most major of damage.
When done, her eyes scanned the rest of him with a critical and professional eye, the only thing that said other wise was a modern diploma on any form medical learning. A broken arm, a few fractured joints, a bruised rib or two, strained and pulled muscles and dislocated shoulder, nothing major, no internal bleeding or at least from what her ki told her.
Just as she got up, stepped over the unconscious pilot, she immediately started to check the conscious one. She too, removed his helmet as well, with as much care as a concerned doctor or mother looking to treat an ailing child. This one was in better condition, everything was external and nothing more the a few cuts and bruising.
They would both make a full recovery, and be able to continue on with their lives.
He watched as she came over to him, remove his helmet with gentle caring hands, and checked over him for injuries, warm fingers running along a cut on his brow, causing him to wince and draw back. He could see her blue eyes run from head to toe and back again, and watch her smile, it was warm and calming, and in the distance he could hear the sirens approaching to save the day and stop the chaos behind her.
"Everything's going to be okay. So relax, the worst is over. Help is on the way." her voice was soft, but still strong enough to heard over the roaring fires behind her, that she turned to watch as the skeleton of the helicopter burned her home down.
Kagome may have been saying that to the pilot, but she had a deep feeling, that this was only the beginning, on her part at least. And a slight frown marred her face, causing her to look like a battle veteran that knew when a war was coming. She knew one was, but the problem was, she didn't know who she was up against this time, why she was once again about to be thrust into war, and how to go about it.
Her friends from the past were just that, in the past, and she couldn't just jump down the well to hide out there. For one, she couldn't just drag her family there for their protection, it wouldn't work, and two, the well stopped working as soon as her quest was done and she said good-bye to her friends and family there. She was alone this time, somewhat, and she wouldn't drag innocent people into this, especially her family.
She hating waiting, even more so when an unknown enemy was playing from the shadows, it left her wide open to attack, just like the one from mere moments ago.
And to the unbeknownst groups of survivors, cold gray and brown eyes watched them, waiting for the next move. An ending was drawing near, one far over due.
AN: Started the revisement on all the chapters, for third time now. Damn laptop, the files seemed to have been locked just before the crash, but at least the originals were ok for me to work with. Still, if anyone sees or notices anything off spelling/grammar wise as well as repeated words/phrases/sentences, please do tell me.
