Hello. I don't have much to say about this story except the beginning.
Something really bad happens, and this forces the Higurashi family to move.
Please read this! I hope you like it! Oh and read please!
Okay, here's the disclaimer. I don't own Inuyasha. Only 4 words! Some people use like, thirty to emphasize the fact they don't own the show. Why would they torture themselves like that?!
Chapter 1
Kagome and her mother were just taking the one-hour drive back to their house on the edge of the city. Kagome's school had just won the basketball regionals and she, as captain of the cheerleading squad, had been there to cheer them on.
"Yup, that was some game", Kagome sighed happily to her mom.
"Yeah, you guys did great".
"I wish Dad could've been here see it. I know how much he likes basketball, even if it was just a Jr. High game
"He'll get over it. Besides, he had to take care of Grandma tonight. She's sick, remember?"
"Right". With that said, Kagome turned her attention to the car window, letting herself drift into sleep. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
About 40 minutes later..
"Kagome", Mrs. Higurashi whispered gently. "Kagome wake up. We're home". Kagome awoke to her mom's verbal nudges and let out a long, drowsy yawn.
As Kagome got out of the car, she noticed her mom was not following suit. "Mom come on. I'm tired".
"I just remembered. I need to go to the store to pick up some milk. We're all out. Do you have your keys"?
Kagome reached into her sports bag and felt around. *Clinking of metal* "Yeah, I got 'em", Kagome replied, holding up her keychain.
"Okay then. I should be back in a few minutes. Souta and Grandpa are on that boy-scout camping trip, but Grandma and Dad should be home".
"All right. See you later", Kagome said as she started walking towards her house.
As her mom's car drove out of sight, Kagome reached the front door. She put her key to the lock only to see it open slowly by itself.
'Curious', Kagome thought. 'Dad always locks the door at night'.
Without warning, Kagome started to feel a strong pressure in her chest, mainly her heart. 'Something's wrong', she thought to herself.
Quietly, she slipped her shoes off, leaving them on the front porch. She cautiously opened the door and stepped inside.
'Same old house, she thought, looking around. 'Why does it feel so cold then'?
Without taking a step, she continued her inspection of the house.
She froze.
It was dark, but she could still make out what she saw. The lower half of a body, lying perfectly still in the living room. What scared her was that she could also see a pool of liquid drenching the hardwood floor and the body.
Afraid, but curious of what exactly was in there, Kagome quickly tiptoed her way into the living room. She would have screamed had her hand not cup itself over her mouth.
It was her dad. He was just lying there on the floor drenched in what she now realized, was blood. Not only that, but Kagome also saw her grandmother, only a few feet away, lying face down, dead.
Completely horrified, Kagome took several steps back, her hand still over her mouth to keep her from yelling out. She began to feel tears stream down her face, burning her cheeks as they made their way down.
Suddenly, she started to feel dizzy. Kagome closed her eyes. 'No! I can't faint. Not now.' As she opened her eyes, Kagome's grief was quickly replaced by fear. Her thoughts began to race a mile a minute.
'Who did this?! She thought frantically. 'Why did they do it? What if they're still here?!' This last thought hit Kagome like a ton of bricks. ' If that person is still here, what am I going to do?' Kagome's eyes looked at the front door, then back at her father's dead corpse. ' I can't run. Not after what they did'. Kagome's fear was now replaced by blind fury. She was going to make whoever it was who did this pay.
With a determined look on her face, Kagome began to scan each room, looking for the perpetrator. As she made her way into the parlor, she stopped. There he was. He had his back facing her so he couldn't see her staring at him. Kagome watched as he plucked the more valuable items off a bookshelf.
'That's what he came her for? Kagome thought, angrier than ever. 'He killed my father and my grandma so he could get his hands on a few stupid trinkets?!'
Kagome was once again blinded by her tears. But these were tears of rage, not loss.
Quietly wiping her face, Kagome had to figure out a plan to get revenge. She realized how stupid she was. ' Why didn't I think about this before I confronted him? I could have gone into the kitchen and gotten a knife or something. Too late now I guess.'
Kagome's eyes searched around the room, looking for something that she could use against him. 'Lamp, T.V., clock, vase', Kagome listed useful items in her head as she scanned the room. 'There!' The thief had foolishly left his handgun on the end table. 'The one he used to kill Dad and Grandma no doubt', Kagome thought angrily.
She quietly crept towards the gun, not allowing herself to take her eyes off it for fear it might disappear. All the while, the burglar still had his back turned away from Kagome. 'How long does it take to steal something?' Kagome thought.
Kagome was about one foot away from the handgun when- CREEEAAAKK!!!!!
Her eyes widened in horror as she realized she had stepped on the one creaky floorboard in the entire house. The burglar whipped his head around and for a moment, he just stared blankly at the girl crawling behind him.
'Shit', both of them thought in unison.
In one swift movement, he got up and started walking towards a very frightened Kagome. Before he managed to reach her however, she was able to grab the gun.
"Don't move!" was all Kagome was able to blurt out.
The burglar froze as Kagome shakily pointed the gun at his mid-section. Her aim was terrible, but the target was only a couple of feet away, so she would be able to hit the intruder.
"You bastard", Kagome's voice wavered. " You killed my father and my grandma just so you could get your hands on some stupid knick-knacks?! I'll make you pay for what you've done."
With that said, Kagome fired two shots at the burglar, hitting him square in the middle of his body. He fell down and closed his eyes as a crimson tide began to flow from his fallen form.
"He's dead", Kagome said aloud, relieved. She let the gun fall from her hands. 'All of this is too much', she thought. She clutched her head in pain as all of the emotions she felt that night swept up and took her by surprise.
Dropping to the ground, Kagome realized how tired she was. She closed her eyes and let the darkness close in. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
10 minutes later.
Mrs. Higurashi pulled into her driveway and stepped out of her car, lugging two one-gallon cartons of milk with her. As she reached the doorstep, she saw Kagome's shoes lying on the doormat. 'That girl is so irresponsible sometimes', she sighed as she struggled to pick up the shoes while balancing the milk in her arms.
When she tried to unlock the front door, Mrs. Higurashi realized that it was already open. "Oh Kagome", she clucked disapprovingly.
As she walked inside, she let the shoes fall from her hands as she walked towards the kitchen. As she put the milk into the refrigerator, Mrs. Higurashi noticed how dark and quiet it was. She shot a glance at the oven clock. 11:00 it flashed.
'Strange', she thought. 'Kagome usually stays up later than this. Hmmm.Oh, well she's probably just tired from cheering so hard today. Yeah, that's it.'
'At least it will be peaceful enough for me to get some reading done', she thought as she retreated into the parlor, picking up a random book as she went.
Flipping on the light switch, Mrs. H gasped and nearly fainted when she saw her daughter lying (unconscious) on the ground. She quickly rushed over to Kagome's side. "Kagome! Hey! Are you all right? She shouted frantically, shaking her sleeping daughter into consciousness.
"Uuurrrggghh." was all that Kagome could say as she slowly began to wake up.
As Mrs. H looked her daughter over for injuries, her look of worry gave way to surprise as she caught sight of the handgun lying only inches away from Kagome's hand.
Curious, Mrs. H picked up the gun. 'What is this doing here? We don't own a gun.'
CRRREEEAAAKKK! Went the floorboard only a few feet from Kagome and her mother.
Quickly, Mrs. H stood up and turned around (gun still in hand) only to come face with the burglar.
"Who are you?!" she shrieked as loud as she could, hoping that her husband would hear her. Putting more ground between them, Mrs. H stepped back, tripping over a not-even-half-awake Kagome.
"I warn you; I've taken self-defense classes at the Y", she said as she regained her balance.
Just then Mrs. H finally realized that it was the burglar's gun in her hands. She smiled triumphantly. She knew she had the upper hand over this intruder.
"Hands up!" she shouted. The burglar's two gloved hands immediately shot up towards the ceiling. Mrs. H nearly laughed. She liked giving orders, but no one ever obeyed them.
"I'm going to call the police", Mrs. H stated bluntly. She motioned (with the gun) for the burglar to move forward as she followed behind towards the kitchen phone.
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As the two walked out of the room, a sleepy Kagome finally rose to her feet. She was just in time to see the two figures heading for the kitchen.
Rage and hatred again overwhelmed her as she wiped the sleep and oncoming tears from her eyes. No longer tired, Kagome hastily made her way towards the kitchen, grabbing an empty flower vase off of the coffee table as she went.
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Mrs. H slowly walked down the main hallway with the intruder. They were almost at the kitchen entrance when the burglar quickly made a sharp turn to the right, getting out of her sight.
"Hey! Hold it! Get back here you!" she shouted nervously.
As she turned to find him, she was suddenly tackled and fell to the ground with a loud 'thump'. When she hit the floor, the handgun flew out of her hand. She looked up to see the burglar on top of her, holding down her arms and legs. She couldn't move.
"Get off me!" she screamed.
"You stupid bitch. If you stayed out of the way, I might have let you live."
"Huh?" Mrs. H's face changed from fear to surprise. She realized the burglar hadn't said anything until just now.
She was still thinking about this when the burglar reached for the gun. She snapped back to reality as the burglar stood up and pointed the gun directly at her head.
"Don't worry about the girl. I'll be sure to take care of her after I've finished you off." The man's voice was as cold as ice, and sent shivers down Mrs. H's spine as he spoke.
Tears began to flow freely down her face as she realized she couldn't save her daughter. After this guy killed her, he would kill Kagome. She closed her eyes preparing for the death that awaited her.
"Say goodbye", he said. His finger began to pull the trigger when-
CRASH!
She opened her eyes to see the burglar's unconscious form fall towards the floor. Standing over him was Kagome, teeming with blind rage, the remains of a broken vase in her hand.
"Call the police, now", Kagome said quietly while helping her mother up off the ground. She picked up the gun lying on the floor. "I'll make sure he doesn't do anything", she said looking at the burglar in disgust.
While her mom called 911, Kagome thought about all that had happened that night. As she thought about her father and grandma, the hot tears of grief stemmed from her face and dripped onto her crumpled cheerleading outfit once more.
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Well that was chapter 1! Ummmm.. Did you like it? If you did, write a review and tell me. If you thought it blew, review and tell me anyway. Thanks in advance.
BTW: for those of you who were wondering, Kagome never traveled back in time to Feudal Japan and never will. Hah! Don't worry though, the characters (sango, miroku, and some others) WILL appear later.
Also, Kagome is 15 years old just so you know. She's only a year older than me!
Okay, here's the disclaimer. I don't own Inuyasha. Only 4 words! Some people use like, thirty to emphasize the fact they don't own the show. Why would they torture themselves like that?!
Chapter 1
Kagome and her mother were just taking the one-hour drive back to their house on the edge of the city. Kagome's school had just won the basketball regionals and she, as captain of the cheerleading squad, had been there to cheer them on.
"Yup, that was some game", Kagome sighed happily to her mom.
"Yeah, you guys did great".
"I wish Dad could've been here see it. I know how much he likes basketball, even if it was just a Jr. High game
"He'll get over it. Besides, he had to take care of Grandma tonight. She's sick, remember?"
"Right". With that said, Kagome turned her attention to the car window, letting herself drift into sleep. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
About 40 minutes later..
"Kagome", Mrs. Higurashi whispered gently. "Kagome wake up. We're home". Kagome awoke to her mom's verbal nudges and let out a long, drowsy yawn.
As Kagome got out of the car, she noticed her mom was not following suit. "Mom come on. I'm tired".
"I just remembered. I need to go to the store to pick up some milk. We're all out. Do you have your keys"?
Kagome reached into her sports bag and felt around. *Clinking of metal* "Yeah, I got 'em", Kagome replied, holding up her keychain.
"Okay then. I should be back in a few minutes. Souta and Grandpa are on that boy-scout camping trip, but Grandma and Dad should be home".
"All right. See you later", Kagome said as she started walking towards her house.
As her mom's car drove out of sight, Kagome reached the front door. She put her key to the lock only to see it open slowly by itself.
'Curious', Kagome thought. 'Dad always locks the door at night'.
Without warning, Kagome started to feel a strong pressure in her chest, mainly her heart. 'Something's wrong', she thought to herself.
Quietly, she slipped her shoes off, leaving them on the front porch. She cautiously opened the door and stepped inside.
'Same old house, she thought, looking around. 'Why does it feel so cold then'?
Without taking a step, she continued her inspection of the house.
She froze.
It was dark, but she could still make out what she saw. The lower half of a body, lying perfectly still in the living room. What scared her was that she could also see a pool of liquid drenching the hardwood floor and the body.
Afraid, but curious of what exactly was in there, Kagome quickly tiptoed her way into the living room. She would have screamed had her hand not cup itself over her mouth.
It was her dad. He was just lying there on the floor drenched in what she now realized, was blood. Not only that, but Kagome also saw her grandmother, only a few feet away, lying face down, dead.
Completely horrified, Kagome took several steps back, her hand still over her mouth to keep her from yelling out. She began to feel tears stream down her face, burning her cheeks as they made their way down.
Suddenly, she started to feel dizzy. Kagome closed her eyes. 'No! I can't faint. Not now.' As she opened her eyes, Kagome's grief was quickly replaced by fear. Her thoughts began to race a mile a minute.
'Who did this?! She thought frantically. 'Why did they do it? What if they're still here?!' This last thought hit Kagome like a ton of bricks. ' If that person is still here, what am I going to do?' Kagome's eyes looked at the front door, then back at her father's dead corpse. ' I can't run. Not after what they did'. Kagome's fear was now replaced by blind fury. She was going to make whoever it was who did this pay.
With a determined look on her face, Kagome began to scan each room, looking for the perpetrator. As she made her way into the parlor, she stopped. There he was. He had his back facing her so he couldn't see her staring at him. Kagome watched as he plucked the more valuable items off a bookshelf.
'That's what he came her for? Kagome thought, angrier than ever. 'He killed my father and my grandma so he could get his hands on a few stupid trinkets?!'
Kagome was once again blinded by her tears. But these were tears of rage, not loss.
Quietly wiping her face, Kagome had to figure out a plan to get revenge. She realized how stupid she was. ' Why didn't I think about this before I confronted him? I could have gone into the kitchen and gotten a knife or something. Too late now I guess.'
Kagome's eyes searched around the room, looking for something that she could use against him. 'Lamp, T.V., clock, vase', Kagome listed useful items in her head as she scanned the room. 'There!' The thief had foolishly left his handgun on the end table. 'The one he used to kill Dad and Grandma no doubt', Kagome thought angrily.
She quietly crept towards the gun, not allowing herself to take her eyes off it for fear it might disappear. All the while, the burglar still had his back turned away from Kagome. 'How long does it take to steal something?' Kagome thought.
Kagome was about one foot away from the handgun when- CREEEAAAKK!!!!!
Her eyes widened in horror as she realized she had stepped on the one creaky floorboard in the entire house. The burglar whipped his head around and for a moment, he just stared blankly at the girl crawling behind him.
'Shit', both of them thought in unison.
In one swift movement, he got up and started walking towards a very frightened Kagome. Before he managed to reach her however, she was able to grab the gun.
"Don't move!" was all Kagome was able to blurt out.
The burglar froze as Kagome shakily pointed the gun at his mid-section. Her aim was terrible, but the target was only a couple of feet away, so she would be able to hit the intruder.
"You bastard", Kagome's voice wavered. " You killed my father and my grandma just so you could get your hands on some stupid knick-knacks?! I'll make you pay for what you've done."
With that said, Kagome fired two shots at the burglar, hitting him square in the middle of his body. He fell down and closed his eyes as a crimson tide began to flow from his fallen form.
"He's dead", Kagome said aloud, relieved. She let the gun fall from her hands. 'All of this is too much', she thought. She clutched her head in pain as all of the emotions she felt that night swept up and took her by surprise.
Dropping to the ground, Kagome realized how tired she was. She closed her eyes and let the darkness close in. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
10 minutes later.
Mrs. Higurashi pulled into her driveway and stepped out of her car, lugging two one-gallon cartons of milk with her. As she reached the doorstep, she saw Kagome's shoes lying on the doormat. 'That girl is so irresponsible sometimes', she sighed as she struggled to pick up the shoes while balancing the milk in her arms.
When she tried to unlock the front door, Mrs. Higurashi realized that it was already open. "Oh Kagome", she clucked disapprovingly.
As she walked inside, she let the shoes fall from her hands as she walked towards the kitchen. As she put the milk into the refrigerator, Mrs. Higurashi noticed how dark and quiet it was. She shot a glance at the oven clock. 11:00 it flashed.
'Strange', she thought. 'Kagome usually stays up later than this. Hmmm.Oh, well she's probably just tired from cheering so hard today. Yeah, that's it.'
'At least it will be peaceful enough for me to get some reading done', she thought as she retreated into the parlor, picking up a random book as she went.
Flipping on the light switch, Mrs. H gasped and nearly fainted when she saw her daughter lying (unconscious) on the ground. She quickly rushed over to Kagome's side. "Kagome! Hey! Are you all right? She shouted frantically, shaking her sleeping daughter into consciousness.
"Uuurrrggghh." was all that Kagome could say as she slowly began to wake up.
As Mrs. H looked her daughter over for injuries, her look of worry gave way to surprise as she caught sight of the handgun lying only inches away from Kagome's hand.
Curious, Mrs. H picked up the gun. 'What is this doing here? We don't own a gun.'
CRRREEEAAAKKK! Went the floorboard only a few feet from Kagome and her mother.
Quickly, Mrs. H stood up and turned around (gun still in hand) only to come face with the burglar.
"Who are you?!" she shrieked as loud as she could, hoping that her husband would hear her. Putting more ground between them, Mrs. H stepped back, tripping over a not-even-half-awake Kagome.
"I warn you; I've taken self-defense classes at the Y", she said as she regained her balance.
Just then Mrs. H finally realized that it was the burglar's gun in her hands. She smiled triumphantly. She knew she had the upper hand over this intruder.
"Hands up!" she shouted. The burglar's two gloved hands immediately shot up towards the ceiling. Mrs. H nearly laughed. She liked giving orders, but no one ever obeyed them.
"I'm going to call the police", Mrs. H stated bluntly. She motioned (with the gun) for the burglar to move forward as she followed behind towards the kitchen phone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As the two walked out of the room, a sleepy Kagome finally rose to her feet. She was just in time to see the two figures heading for the kitchen.
Rage and hatred again overwhelmed her as she wiped the sleep and oncoming tears from her eyes. No longer tired, Kagome hastily made her way towards the kitchen, grabbing an empty flower vase off of the coffee table as she went.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Mrs. H slowly walked down the main hallway with the intruder. They were almost at the kitchen entrance when the burglar quickly made a sharp turn to the right, getting out of her sight.
"Hey! Hold it! Get back here you!" she shouted nervously.
As she turned to find him, she was suddenly tackled and fell to the ground with a loud 'thump'. When she hit the floor, the handgun flew out of her hand. She looked up to see the burglar on top of her, holding down her arms and legs. She couldn't move.
"Get off me!" she screamed.
"You stupid bitch. If you stayed out of the way, I might have let you live."
"Huh?" Mrs. H's face changed from fear to surprise. She realized the burglar hadn't said anything until just now.
She was still thinking about this when the burglar reached for the gun. She snapped back to reality as the burglar stood up and pointed the gun directly at her head.
"Don't worry about the girl. I'll be sure to take care of her after I've finished you off." The man's voice was as cold as ice, and sent shivers down Mrs. H's spine as he spoke.
Tears began to flow freely down her face as she realized she couldn't save her daughter. After this guy killed her, he would kill Kagome. She closed her eyes preparing for the death that awaited her.
"Say goodbye", he said. His finger began to pull the trigger when-
CRASH!
She opened her eyes to see the burglar's unconscious form fall towards the floor. Standing over him was Kagome, teeming with blind rage, the remains of a broken vase in her hand.
"Call the police, now", Kagome said quietly while helping her mother up off the ground. She picked up the gun lying on the floor. "I'll make sure he doesn't do anything", she said looking at the burglar in disgust.
While her mom called 911, Kagome thought about all that had happened that night. As she thought about her father and grandma, the hot tears of grief stemmed from her face and dripped onto her crumpled cheerleading outfit once more.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well that was chapter 1! Ummmm.. Did you like it? If you did, write a review and tell me. If you thought it blew, review and tell me anyway. Thanks in advance.
BTW: for those of you who were wondering, Kagome never traveled back in time to Feudal Japan and never will. Hah! Don't worry though, the characters (sango, miroku, and some others) WILL appear later.
Also, Kagome is 15 years old just so you know. She's only a year older than me!