All At Once: Chapter 1
Summary: Overcoming the loss of the ones she loves, rape, and an unexpected pregnancy finds Kagome just barely holding on. Will Inuyasha be there for her? Or someone completely unexpected? Or will she be alone to watch her world start to crumble all at once?
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'Thought'
Flashback
"Talking"
A/N: Wow, so it's been around four years since I first published this story. I've found my way back to fanfiction and decided to give this work a little revision and hopefully I will carry it on to the end. Grammatical errors were screaming at me to fix them. So I will.
Birds scattered as a loud BOOM broke nature's silence. A stubborn hanyou was now the core of a large crater. The setting sun elongated the shadow of the crater, and swallowed said hanyou in darkness. The bird's soon flew back to their previous perch and continued their mindless twittering.
"I'm going home!" Kagome yelled as she quickly lifted her yellow pack and jumped into the well.
Inuyasha spit out a mouthful of dirt and slowly stood up. He mumbled something under his breath and contemplated going after her; he quickly discarded the thought and headed back to the village. He was sure the rest of the group already knew of Kagome's departure. As he meandered down the path he silently fumed. Somehow, he felt like he was always the last to know. Or it could be to blame on his lack of common sense.
When Inuyasha entered the room he noticed everyone was eating his favorite meal: ramen. Miroku looked up and grinned at Inuyasha, a strand of noodle hanging out his mouth. Miroku quickly slurped up the loose strand and said, "Lady Kagome cooked us ramen for supper before returning home. Did you pass her on your way back?"
Inuyasha glared at him before sitting down, grabbing a bowl of ramen and muttering, "Feh."
He knew it, always the last to know.
Kagome smiled in victory as she jumped into the well. The purple glow surrounded her and carried her weight effortlessly through time. It wasn't long until she felt herself on solid ground once more. She looked up to find the ceiling she had begun to miss, and then sighed before she started her ascent up the ladder.
The well house door slid swiftly under Kagome's push, and an eerie wave hit her. Brown eyes scanned the area for any immediate danger. She soon simply shrugged off the sensation; the Feudal era always made her so sensitive to her surroundings. Perhaps she was only being paranoid. The doubt in her mind was replaced with a smile. Weeks had gone by since her last return and Kagome was eager for her home's small luxuries. As she walked the short distance to her home her mind made a mental list of the things she wished to accomplish. A bath was on the top of her list. Kagome opened the door and was surprised to find that her house wasn't as welcoming as usual. She became more concerned when she noticed that the lights were all off in the house. Why hadn't she noticed this before?
The kitchen light was only a few feet away from the door. Her shoulder slumped the heavy pastel bag off and it hit the floor with a dull sound. Kagome's fingers eased alongside the wall, trying to feel for the light switch. A sharp pained seared through her mind and she stubbed her toe. Reaching down to grab the assaulting object made Kagome realize it was a chair. Questions began to form in her head and a frown formed on her face. The search for the kitchen light went into overdrive.
'I wonder where everyone is, it's unusual for all of them to be gone at once.'
Just as her fingertips located the elusive switch she heard footsteps. Instinctively, her body jumped and she quickly flicked on the lights. As the room illuminated her eyes widened. Three out of the four kitchen chairs were toppled over, broken plates sprinkled the floor, various utensils were strewn here and there, and a bloodstained knife was set on the table. Kagome's mouth hung slack in shock, her mind racing but never coming to a conclusion. She was frozen and rooted to the floor, her feet rebelling from movement.
Then she heard it again—footsteps. She was snapped out of her reverie, but was too slow in motion. Instead, her eyes swiveled to the hallway, were she made eye contact her home's intruder. Instinct took over once more, and her feet uprooted themselves. Pivoting off her heel, she made a desperate run for the door. She could hear his heavy foot falls behind her and she knew it was all in vain. He would catch her.
Thinking of no other solution, she began to scream but her mouth was suddenly covered with a calloused hand.
Well, I think that this was a general improvement from what this chapter originally looked like. Please review and let me know what you think. -mel