So, now the rewrite has begun! Chapters will be longer and much better, I'll use spell-check, and most importantly, I'll finish this story!
Kagome sat in the sand at the foot of a great tree, its leaves spring green and waving in the sunlight. Her silver dog-ears twitched at every sound and she flexed her claws nervously. Where is Kazuo? She wondered. They usually sat under this tree in the afternoons, watching the sun set down under the earth, but he was nowhere to be found, and the sunset was already underway. Her golden eyes darted around the clearing, wondering what was keeping the monk.
The sun was low in the sky, hovering at the edge of the earth in the late sunset sky. It cast a colorful glow on the land, making Kagome's silver half demon hair shimmer. The Red Robe of the Fire Rat hung loosely on her slim frame, making her seem smaller than she was. Her time of weakness was approaching, and she feared a demon would attack her in her human form.
The leaves rustled behind her, and her dog-ears swiveled back around. Her head followed, and a smile spread across her face when she saw Kazuo, his purple-blue monk robes and dark hair blowing in the late day breeze, the fine locks obscuring his brown eyes. He held his bow in one hand, loosely fingering an arrow in the other. Kagome jumped to her feet, her smile spreading as she waved.
How was it this human inspired such happiness in her once cold heart? He accepted her like she was whole human, but still embraced her demon half when she grumbled about human idiocy. As guardian of the Shikon no Tama, he should have killed her immediately, but instead his purifying hands had taken her in, treating her like anyone else, it was almost too good to be true.
As Kagome waved, she noticed something odd, Kazuo was no clenching his arrow, as though something was hurting him, or he was angry. She stopped midwave, and watched with wide eyes as his arrow met his bow and notched in. He pulled back the string, and she spun around, was something behind her?
"Don't try to run away, you monster!" Kazuo's voice held anger she had never heard from him, and looked over her shoulder, head cocked in confusion. Monster? Is he talking to me? Then the scent overwhelmed her, the scent of blood, how had she not smelled the tangy, metallic scent until now? Was Kazuo hurt, had some invisible monster attacked him?
"Kazuo! I'll kill that monster, don't w-" Kazuo's sacred arrow had flown through the air, his inhuman precision failing, and now she felt it stab through her chest, impaling her heart like it was shot by Cupid's evil brother. If only she hadn't moved, then Kazuo would have killed whatever demon had angered him so! But now his arrow pierced her, how had so many bad things happened? Kazuo was hurt, his arrow had hit her, and the demon was still living, and would hurt him again!
She looked up, the world seemed to move in slow motion, but just as the sweet slowness was beginning to calm her, she slammed into the tree, her back surely breaking from the impact, and the arrow fastened her tight to the trunk. Looking up again, her eyes found Kazuo, and she reached out to him for what felt like eternity before the look on his face caught her brown eyes.
His expression was not one of sadness or shock, he was not running to pull the arrow out, he wasn't even moving. He only stood there watching her reach for him, a look of pure triumph on his face.
"Kaz, Ka, Kazuo!" she stuttered out his name, but he only turned, blood soaking his robes now. Kagome could only watch as he disappeared back into the woods. For a fleeting moment, she prayed his wound wasn't as bad as it looked, but then as her hand fell to her side, she felt the arrow, and anger filled her, cutting the prayer short.
Kazuo had betrayed her, she knew this much. But why? Why do this after all this time? Her demon brother's voice came to mind, and she remembered his words so clearly it hurt,
"Humans are weak, lying creatures, willing to betray and kill if they gain from it. Your precious Kazuo is no exception." Her anger bubbled at Sesshomaru's words, and she raised her hand to grasp the arrow. That foolish human would pay when she got his arrow out.
Before she could touch the arrow, her strength faded and her hand fell back to her side, hitting the tree hard. Her eyelids were heavy, drooping over and blocking her eyes. She went limp, bound by the sacred arrow. Kazuo's betrayal tied her to the tree and dragged her into a sleep that would last for fifty years.
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In the village, Kaede was tying on her eye patch when she heard the cries from outside. Pushing aside the drape over the door, she stepped out, squinting for a moment in the late sunlight. Eyes wide and heart aching, Kaede ran to the center of the crowd. Lying on the dirt was Kazuo, blood soaking his robes,
"Brother! You're hurt!" Her dark haired brother raised his hand, holding out a necklace to her, his voice shook as he thrust the jewel at her.
"Take the Shikon no Tama, burn it with my body so it will never fall into the wrong hands again." Kaede took the jewel, her hands shaking. Kazuo's hand fell, and his head followed. He lay still in the dirt as tears streamed from Kaede's eye.
"Brother, we'll take you to a healer, we'll get you fixed, it'll be ok!" The people around her shifted uneasily, but Kaede didn't flinch, she stayed on her knees, refusing to move from her brother's side
So, how do you like the Prologue? I tried to keep Kagome Kagome while still giving her a half demon attitude. Did it work? I had fun with it so whatever.
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