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Chapter: 1
She came
Horrid winds whipped the trees and slammed building with its force, causing roofs to groan in protest to the violent onslaught that this storm was bringing. Nothing was safe from the rolling black clouds that began to chase the bright blue sky away. Rolling and shifting like a snake as a loud clap of thunder boomed across the land, the weather reports had stated a nasty storm but this was something else. Sorrowful blue eyes turned to the clouds and braced a hand against the long strands of hair that became deadly whips that would cause nasty read lines across the skin. Kagome stood like a statue in the middle of the empty shrine, its silence echoing harshly in her ears as she simply watched the storm roll in; closer and closer it came like a nasty memory. Dressed in the traditional priestess garb she was the spitting image of Kikyo except for the blue hue of her eyes and the tint of her hair. God she tried so hard not to resemble that woman but as the days grew longer the more her face shaped into her incarnation, the baby fat of her teenage years melted away with the travels across the feudal era. Many fights had toned her body in the way of the warrior the bow had become and extension of the arm along with sword fighting and other weapons.
The family had grown and celebrated life and mourned the death of others everything was as it should be after they killed Naraku and the jewel hung around her neck in its full glory. Yeah, happily ever after was just around the corner or so she assumed but when she asked the jewel to vanish out of existence that damn thing had another idea; one that would make life that much harder. It stole part of her recovered soul and sent it into Kikyo allowing her to be real and live fully, giving Inuyasha to her before ripping her from the past and slamming her back into the present time. The Shikon was a cursed item that had its own will and decided her fate once more, sending her back to her time without a way back. Her family tried as they might, to cheer her up only seemed to make things worse; they grew solemn in their attempts and soon left as well after all gramps finally passed on to the afterlife and Souta had gotten a scholarship in the States and their mother left with him. Leaving her alone again, with the shrine and all the hard memories that surrounded the sacred land.
Another loud clap of thunder stirred her from the past as she moved to shut the well house doors, having them blown open in the storm the first sprinkles of rain finally starting to fall to the earth. A pale hand moved to shut the wooden door and secure it when a familiar pulse ran itself up her spine, it tugged at dormant powers that she never thought she would feel again. A flash of brilliant pink light erupted from the well itself, blowing the seals apart, it was bright and warm causing Kagome to shield her eyes from it until the light died and a noise echoed from the bottom. There was no hesitation as Kagome darted down the stairs to peer over the worn wooden lip, hope filling her chest as she tried to see down the abyss.
Flash of lightning was enough to illuminate the building and allowing her to see the occupants at the bottom, her breath hitched in her throat as blue stared into brown all that hoped rushed out of her chest at the sight. Another flash and Kagome wanted to burn the place to the ground.
"Ka-Kagome!"
A feminine voice called from the bottom, a desperate plea that caught slightly in the throat as if in disbelief but relieved at the familiar face. Pale moon skin hand reached up as if willing the distance away. Blood ran down that arm in rivets from various cuts and scrapes the white top of the haori was torn and drenched in blood, barely clinging to the woman as tears streamed down her cheeks. Something clutched in her lap, a figure with the help of the lightning had she been more hardened she would have left the wretch to die in the bottom of that well. But Kagome had always been soft, always had a bleeding heart even in this situation. Picking up the old ladder she tossed it over the side of the well, watching as it unfurled itself.
"Hold on...Kikyo"
What more could the fates have with her? What pain would come from this hell?