I just must say it don't I? Fine. But I m only saying it once! (Its just 2
painful)
Disclaimer: To claim is to own. Dis is to not. So I DIS claims this series.
There. Happy now? Not that u would get anything if you sued me. Maybe a pair of socks and some lint, but nothing else. ^_^;
Oh and I am PRETTY sure this hasn't been done before.if it has, I m sorry and I give full credit to the person who thought it up originally. However, I have seen not such one story on ff.net like this one. So if u want to use the idea, at least give me the credit. It took me a while to come up with something that I haven't seen done before on ff.net.
Thnx.
Sweet Hell
Prologue
Well, there I was. I didn't want to be here. But hey I was. With my hands tied, mouth gagged and, oh yeah, did I mention the gun that was aimed at my head? And not from far away either, right in front of me, as in touching my head kind of close.
This is the most uncomfortable silence I have ever been in. Unless you want to count those awkward moments between Inu yasha and me after he saw Kikyou. But its all over anyways, no more going to the past, no more missed classes.okay so I still miss class sometimes, but I don't time travel anymore. Not since the fight anyways.
But after coming back I started to get used to the gruelling schedule of my senior year. Yeah. That's right I was time travelling from the Warring States period to what I know as present day for over 3 ½ years. Then it just stopped.
But I better not think about that now. Not with a gun mere millimetres from my face. Which brings me around to the situation at hand. Not that I can use my hands, they were tied behind my back. This SUCKED.
The females that were with the guy in front of me started to huddle people together and tie hands behind backs, or gag people, chain then to a table whatever they could.
Males were boarding up or covering up the windows in the cafeteria. A very difficult task, seeing as the windows was very high up, and lets just say that the wall was very, very tall.
As the windows were being covered it started to get darker in the large room. One freakishly large person flicked lights on as the time went by.
Not that I really knew what time it was right NOW. I knew a while ago, when this first started, around 3 o'clock. School was about to end, and then it all happened. The first thing they did, other than tie everyone, was smash every clock in the area where we were being held.
So no one knew the time. Thinking about watches? Try reading one behind your back while you're back to back or against a wall or in chair with a full back. It makes for a very interesting predicament.
I have an uneasy feeling though. I mean, I am the only one with a gun pointed to my head. Why me? I mean, yes I know it could have been utterly and completely random, but I don't really believe in coincidence. Not anymore. Everything is done for a reason. When I fell into the well. When you cut through all the crap, I had to help kill Naraku, save a few people or else.BOOM! No more worlds. No more 'happy' future. Hell, no more future. Period. Basically, it's the same shit, different pile.
I should even be scared, but hey lets face it. After facing demons getting nearly killed, falling in lo.I think I am going off track.and learning how to fight.. sort of.. a few people ( okay maybe more than a few..)in black masks are not going to scare me.
Nope. They are not going to scare me one bit. Not one.
But.
Just maybe.
Oh yeah.
That gun is.
Oh hell. I wish Inu Yasha were here.no! I can't think that! I don't need him! I mean he doesn't need me! . Right? RIGHT?!
Feh. My head hurts.I cant believe I just thought that. Oh if he could only see my face right now.
He would probably laugh. If you can get him to crack a smile that is.
Inu Yasha.
I can't help it. I really miss you and I need your help. Badly. I can't believe that I am thinking about this right now. I mean I have been gone almost half a year.
Sigh.
I can even remember the last time I saw him.
~
Well, it was finally over. The quests that took up my life in the future, and made me think of the past as my home.my home with Inu Yasha.sheah. I wish.
Looking around I can only see the blood and carnage. Naraku's body is finally gone. Literally. Only that pelt remains. And that is even stained with blood and charred black. I scan the battlefield for my friends.no. Family.
Kouga and what's left of his pack are gathering together and taking care of the wounded. He looks up at me with sad eyes, and nods his head as if in understanding. Finally.
Sesshomaru, yes that big expressionless youkai helped us out, is being tended to by a little girl. Rin? Jakken that toad is unconscious. I jump up and down and do a silent cheer in my head.
He's hurt pretty badly. the girl is treating him with utmost care. You can't even see the wounds he's so full of blood.
Shippo is unconscious as well; I dearly hope he's all right.
Miroku, barely conscious, is cradling Sango to his chest. I can't see her, but I know she's injured, how badly? Can't really say, Miroku's kinda in the way. But he is hurt badly. His hand was bleeding, but it seems to be just dried blood now.
Finally my eyes fall onto Inu Yasha. He is leaning heavily on his sword. Eyes slightly glazed over, and staring right over my shoulder. I turn, and find Kikyou. She is without so much as a scratch to her. That perfect bitch, I hate her.
She betrayed him. Again. She helped Naraku get the jewel. And I bet Inu still loves her. I mean, hey, she is perfect after all.
Jewel!
I crawl over to the pelt, well if you could call it crawling. More like dragging oneself across a very rocky area. The jewel got stuck in his throat. He tried to SWALLOW it. What an idiot. I mean the myth was 'make a wish' not oh lets eat the jewel. Scary thing was, providing he had actually gotten the jewel down, it would have worked. Those are very scary thoughts.
Picking up the jewel, which is conveniently purifying as I hold it. How? No clue what so ever.
Once again doing my image of a crab I guess I . move over toward Inu Yasha. His eyes are still focussed on Kikyou. Sitting up, I drop the jewel into his palm.
He blinks stupidly tearing his gaze away from the dead bitch. He seems surprised that I actually gave him the jewel.
I sneak a quick glance towards Kiara, whom is for the most part, uninjured. She nods her head in understanding. "What's this?" He asks me.
"."
"Kagome, answer me.." He seems awfully tiered, humph.
"Yours." I answer simply.
It dawns in his eyes. Finally.
"Its over."
"."
"What happens now?" He's staring at me. I can feel it even though I am not looking at him.
"I go home." I whisper.
".Excuse me.?" That's funny, he seems.angry.
"I think that.I'll leave you and Kikyou to your lives as humans." I'm still not looking at him. It hurts to damn much.
With a burst of energy - where does he get it? - he grabbed my chin and kissed me. Hard.
I was a little shocked to say the least.
After a few.decades it seemed. he pulled away. And glared at me. Yup. Definitely mad.
"You are NOT LEAVING!" He yelled. I really wished I had his energy. " YOU CANT EVEN WALK! How are you supposed to get there!? And what about m.the pac.group! Huh? Can you just walk away?" He ended on a quiet note.
"I think so. I mean you don't care about me all that much.and I seem to bring trouble everywhere I go.. gods I have caused so much pain..breaking the jewel, I WISH I WOULD JUST DISAPEAR!"
And guess what?
I did.
~
Then I woke up in a hospital bed. With IV's hooked up to me in various places, I could even hear people talking about my injuries I suppose.the voices had sounded familiar.crazy.
Feh, broken wrist, fingers, ankle, ribs.
Bruises. Everywhere.
Cuts scrapes and gashes. And I couldn't feel a thing.
I just heard the words surgery and then I blacked out.
That's all I remember.
But lets get back to the current situation at hand.
Without moving my head I scanned the large dome-like room. There had to be over 300 people in here, well, in my viewing range that is.
You want to hear the real kicker?
They were all students, save for the few teachers scattered around the cafeteria. Dragging my eyes back towards the man with the gun. He was wearing normal clothes, but it was accessories that were odd. He was carrying an old looking sword that sat at his hip.
Oh yeah, and in case you haven't figured it out yet, the staff and students of this school, myself included, were being held hostage.
I think I am in trouble.
Disclaimer: To claim is to own. Dis is to not. So I DIS claims this series.
There. Happy now? Not that u would get anything if you sued me. Maybe a pair of socks and some lint, but nothing else. ^_^;
Oh and I am PRETTY sure this hasn't been done before.if it has, I m sorry and I give full credit to the person who thought it up originally. However, I have seen not such one story on ff.net like this one. So if u want to use the idea, at least give me the credit. It took me a while to come up with something that I haven't seen done before on ff.net.
Thnx.
Sweet Hell
Prologue
Well, there I was. I didn't want to be here. But hey I was. With my hands tied, mouth gagged and, oh yeah, did I mention the gun that was aimed at my head? And not from far away either, right in front of me, as in touching my head kind of close.
This is the most uncomfortable silence I have ever been in. Unless you want to count those awkward moments between Inu yasha and me after he saw Kikyou. But its all over anyways, no more going to the past, no more missed classes.okay so I still miss class sometimes, but I don't time travel anymore. Not since the fight anyways.
But after coming back I started to get used to the gruelling schedule of my senior year. Yeah. That's right I was time travelling from the Warring States period to what I know as present day for over 3 ½ years. Then it just stopped.
But I better not think about that now. Not with a gun mere millimetres from my face. Which brings me around to the situation at hand. Not that I can use my hands, they were tied behind my back. This SUCKED.
The females that were with the guy in front of me started to huddle people together and tie hands behind backs, or gag people, chain then to a table whatever they could.
Males were boarding up or covering up the windows in the cafeteria. A very difficult task, seeing as the windows was very high up, and lets just say that the wall was very, very tall.
As the windows were being covered it started to get darker in the large room. One freakishly large person flicked lights on as the time went by.
Not that I really knew what time it was right NOW. I knew a while ago, when this first started, around 3 o'clock. School was about to end, and then it all happened. The first thing they did, other than tie everyone, was smash every clock in the area where we were being held.
So no one knew the time. Thinking about watches? Try reading one behind your back while you're back to back or against a wall or in chair with a full back. It makes for a very interesting predicament.
I have an uneasy feeling though. I mean, I am the only one with a gun pointed to my head. Why me? I mean, yes I know it could have been utterly and completely random, but I don't really believe in coincidence. Not anymore. Everything is done for a reason. When I fell into the well. When you cut through all the crap, I had to help kill Naraku, save a few people or else.BOOM! No more worlds. No more 'happy' future. Hell, no more future. Period. Basically, it's the same shit, different pile.
I should even be scared, but hey lets face it. After facing demons getting nearly killed, falling in lo.I think I am going off track.and learning how to fight.. sort of.. a few people ( okay maybe more than a few..)in black masks are not going to scare me.
Nope. They are not going to scare me one bit. Not one.
But.
Just maybe.
Oh yeah.
That gun is.
Oh hell. I wish Inu Yasha were here.no! I can't think that! I don't need him! I mean he doesn't need me! . Right? RIGHT?!
Feh. My head hurts.I cant believe I just thought that. Oh if he could only see my face right now.
He would probably laugh. If you can get him to crack a smile that is.
Inu Yasha.
I can't help it. I really miss you and I need your help. Badly. I can't believe that I am thinking about this right now. I mean I have been gone almost half a year.
Sigh.
I can even remember the last time I saw him.
~
Well, it was finally over. The quests that took up my life in the future, and made me think of the past as my home.my home with Inu Yasha.sheah. I wish.
Looking around I can only see the blood and carnage. Naraku's body is finally gone. Literally. Only that pelt remains. And that is even stained with blood and charred black. I scan the battlefield for my friends.no. Family.
Kouga and what's left of his pack are gathering together and taking care of the wounded. He looks up at me with sad eyes, and nods his head as if in understanding. Finally.
Sesshomaru, yes that big expressionless youkai helped us out, is being tended to by a little girl. Rin? Jakken that toad is unconscious. I jump up and down and do a silent cheer in my head.
He's hurt pretty badly. the girl is treating him with utmost care. You can't even see the wounds he's so full of blood.
Shippo is unconscious as well; I dearly hope he's all right.
Miroku, barely conscious, is cradling Sango to his chest. I can't see her, but I know she's injured, how badly? Can't really say, Miroku's kinda in the way. But he is hurt badly. His hand was bleeding, but it seems to be just dried blood now.
Finally my eyes fall onto Inu Yasha. He is leaning heavily on his sword. Eyes slightly glazed over, and staring right over my shoulder. I turn, and find Kikyou. She is without so much as a scratch to her. That perfect bitch, I hate her.
She betrayed him. Again. She helped Naraku get the jewel. And I bet Inu still loves her. I mean, hey, she is perfect after all.
Jewel!
I crawl over to the pelt, well if you could call it crawling. More like dragging oneself across a very rocky area. The jewel got stuck in his throat. He tried to SWALLOW it. What an idiot. I mean the myth was 'make a wish' not oh lets eat the jewel. Scary thing was, providing he had actually gotten the jewel down, it would have worked. Those are very scary thoughts.
Picking up the jewel, which is conveniently purifying as I hold it. How? No clue what so ever.
Once again doing my image of a crab I guess I . move over toward Inu Yasha. His eyes are still focussed on Kikyou. Sitting up, I drop the jewel into his palm.
He blinks stupidly tearing his gaze away from the dead bitch. He seems surprised that I actually gave him the jewel.
I sneak a quick glance towards Kiara, whom is for the most part, uninjured. She nods her head in understanding. "What's this?" He asks me.
"."
"Kagome, answer me.." He seems awfully tiered, humph.
"Yours." I answer simply.
It dawns in his eyes. Finally.
"Its over."
"."
"What happens now?" He's staring at me. I can feel it even though I am not looking at him.
"I go home." I whisper.
".Excuse me.?" That's funny, he seems.angry.
"I think that.I'll leave you and Kikyou to your lives as humans." I'm still not looking at him. It hurts to damn much.
With a burst of energy - where does he get it? - he grabbed my chin and kissed me. Hard.
I was a little shocked to say the least.
After a few.decades it seemed. he pulled away. And glared at me. Yup. Definitely mad.
"You are NOT LEAVING!" He yelled. I really wished I had his energy. " YOU CANT EVEN WALK! How are you supposed to get there!? And what about m.the pac.group! Huh? Can you just walk away?" He ended on a quiet note.
"I think so. I mean you don't care about me all that much.and I seem to bring trouble everywhere I go.. gods I have caused so much pain..breaking the jewel, I WISH I WOULD JUST DISAPEAR!"
And guess what?
I did.
~
Then I woke up in a hospital bed. With IV's hooked up to me in various places, I could even hear people talking about my injuries I suppose.the voices had sounded familiar.crazy.
Feh, broken wrist, fingers, ankle, ribs.
Bruises. Everywhere.
Cuts scrapes and gashes. And I couldn't feel a thing.
I just heard the words surgery and then I blacked out.
That's all I remember.
But lets get back to the current situation at hand.
Without moving my head I scanned the large dome-like room. There had to be over 300 people in here, well, in my viewing range that is.
You want to hear the real kicker?
They were all students, save for the few teachers scattered around the cafeteria. Dragging my eyes back towards the man with the gun. He was wearing normal clothes, but it was accessories that were odd. He was carrying an old looking sword that sat at his hip.
Oh yeah, and in case you haven't figured it out yet, the staff and students of this school, myself included, were being held hostage.
I think I am in trouble.