Disclaimer: Don't own InuYasha.
Lost in Combat:
2158
Tokyo City
100 years after Third World War.
Back in the early 2000's, scientists knew that once war broke out between the biggest countries of the world, that it would turn nuclear. Gas bombs, and the gun fire were now obsolete. The fusion bomb marked the beginning of it all….no one knew exactly who set up the first bomb, but everyone blamed each other. Satellites had stopped being used to verify information coming in, and instead people starting to point more fingers.
And so it all began, millions died from unknown diseases. The times turned desolate. War, famine, and the technology that many relied on, could do nothing to help. The world went black in 2058.
Cities decayed, land-marks once treasured began to slump over, their postures once rigid, were now swaying. The sky-scrapers of the city crumbled inwards, looking as if it gave up and engulfed itself. The times went on.
The once bustling streets of Tokyo and Kyoto were now bleak and empty. Many, in the few years after WW III, died from sickness. The first sign was the elderly, who began to die earlier, from lack of any health care systems, then the children started to pass. Out of any children in a home, one would pass.
Some broke through the holds of loss and bleakness and found survival. But only so few, only so few, indeed. Structures fell, and the wildness began to take over. Those who survived stemmed into two different beings. The humanoids: those who resembled their ancestors from the past. And the lesser of the two, the transformed. Born from the people who starved on mountains and consumed brothers. They were hunters of the humans, they took on an appearance of a cannibalism. Their cheeks shrunken inwards, the eyes bulged and blooded. Their bodies calloused, without any hair to speak off. They were the forgotten little brother species of the humanoids.
The year of 2158 was not one that was considered any better then those 100 years before. Kagome, one of the last survivors of the great war, sat below one of the last trees in the middle of Tokyo city.
"Kagome!" Kagome turned her head, her hard blue eyes watching Sango trample from the woods. As two young women they never knew the love of shopping, the love of being able to watch television, this luxuries of the past were fantasies, and myths. The sound of metal being scarped over metal echoed with the air, as the taller of the females approached her.
"Kagome, why are you always sharpening that thing?" Kagome looked up at Sango, and watched as she pulled her shirt over her head to wash in the adjacent stream. The shirt, like every other piece of clothing everyone wore, was made from clothing left behind from the war. The tank tops were small around the bust, being made for teenage boys, yet, they fit well enough. The cargo pants lasted longer then other, so they were the best option.
Kagome was not the girl she would have been in 2058...if she were born then. Her hands were calloused since the time of her fifth birthday. Her eyes, a beautiful blue, were iced and cold. Her demeanor was calm, hiding any emotion.
"Sango, the Transformed will attack," Kagome stood before her, dressed similarly, with a holey tank and cargos. Her feet were left bare, assuring she would have silent foot steps. "We have to get back to camp."
"But KA-Go-Me!" Whining Sango rinsed out her shirt and hung it over a tree limb.
"Sango…quite" Sango stopped everything, the only sound was the dripping of water off of her hung shirt. "We must get back!" Leaping over the stream, Kagome led Sango through the thick forest. She sensed something, and someone was going to get hurt. No one attacked the people of the Revolution of All…no one attacked the people that Kagome lead.
A/N: Maybe not the best plot…but hope you like. Might not do another chapter if there isn't enough people who enjoy it. I have not yet decieded which male character will be with Kagome. I have already centered around InuYasha. So maybe Inu? Or Sess? Or Mir?
Review and tell me which male character I should use, whichever one gets the most 'votes,' I will write.
Ja ne!
-Irish