Summary: Kagome's being hunted by the Organisation, even as she doesnt know it. The Huntik foundation have given the task of protecting her to Dante and the others. Luckily for them, Sophie is a close friend of Kagome's. When she is saved, Kagome decides to leave her awful life behind and try to stop the Organisation. Warning! Self harm, attempted suicide, abuse.

Pairings: KagomeXDante, LokXSophie

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The resounding smack rang through the room loudly, followed by a thud as the female form collapsed to the ground. Eyes were hidden beneath a black fringe as the female was grabbed by the front of her shirt and hauled up. A furious yet drunken gaze glared ferociously at the dark-haired female.

"Freak," The man's voice hissed. He tossed her to the ground, shifting away. "If it weren't for you, I would still have her with me. Useless bitch, you are." The drunk man made his way out of the room to leave the young female on the ground. The throbbing pain in her cheek did not dull, nor did the wounds from the glass bottle stop stinging. With a shaky breath, the female slowly got up, not flinching once at the agonizing feeling all over her body. She slowly entered the bathroom and glanced at the mirror with a frown. Her beautiful blue eyes now a dim haze, her once healthy and smooth skin was pale and littered with scars and bruises. Her once white blouse was ripped and blood coated the fabric thoroughly. Her raven hair was a tangled mess.

This was normal for her, Kagome Higurashi.

At a young age, her family was great. She had an elder brother, a caring mother and a loving father. What more could she ask for? That all changed when her mother was killed right before her very eyes at the young age of five. Kagome would never forget the horrific fear she felt. With her dying breath, her mother slipped a beautiful pendant around her neck and whispered one final 'I love you' before the light drained from her blue eyes.

The father constantly blamed Kagome, as did her brother. Both would abuse her verbally and physically and it got even worse when strange things happened around her. She would suddenly gain powerful speed, she would gain strength, she would be able to save herself from odd predicaments easily.

This made the hits and the words more violent.

Kagome stared at her reflection before peeling off her shirt and scavenging through the cupboards. She grabbed tweezers, disinfectant, plasters, bandages, anything she would have needed before getting to work, removing any shards in her wounds. Slowly, she cleansed the wounds, only twitching when the stinging occurred. Soon enough, the wounds beneath her torn shirt were bandaged and a couple of cuts on her face were covered with plasters. Her lips pulled back over her teeth and she let out a quiet growl. Kagome glared at her reflection and everything became a blur. She stumbled into her room, blinded by rage. Her fingers dug into the mattress of her bed and she lifted it up, scrambling for a small plastic bag underneath. Silently, she ripped the bag to shreds and pulled out a sharp object. The razor glinted in the light. Her dull gaze stared at the sharp razor.

Kagome tugged against her sleeves, making sure they were lowered far enough as she walked through the town. Spotting her destination, she allowed a well-practiced smile to grow on her face. Kagome opened the door to the cafe, the bell chiming quaintly. A head lifted up and a smiling face glanced at her.

"Kagome! Over here!" A pastel-haired female cried, waving her over. Kagome walked over with her fake smile still plastered on her face.

"Sophie!" She cried out cheerfully. "It's great to see you visiting Japan. Business or pleasure?" Kagome questioned, mentally acknowledging her friend's three companions and their odd auras.

"Pleasure. It's just a little break, is all." Sophie stated, motioning for Kagome to sit down with them. Kagome complied, humming.

"Ah, yes. You're travelling, aren't you? Are these your friends?" She questioned, turning towards the other three.

"Hey," A blond boy waved at her, smiling brightly. "I'm Lok Lambert."

"Zhalia Moon." The navy-haired female stated, glancing at Kagome with an analysing gaze.

"I'm Dante Vale. It's nice to meet Sophie's friend." Finally, the red-haired man spoke up, making Kagome nod.

"Kagome Higurashi. A pleasure to meet you all." She bowed her head slightly in respect.

"So, how is college for you?" Sophie asked the Asian female. Kagome looked at her.

"Oh, it's going great." She insisted when Sophie let out a horrified gasp.

"What happened? Why are there plasters on your face?" Sophie said with worry, brushing Kagome's hair aside. Kagome froze, quickly thinking of an excuse.

"Oh, Buyo got into my room and crawled on my face to wake me up. He needs to get his claws trimmed." She waved her hand dismissively, shifting slightly. A small glint caught Sophie's eyes. Her gaze narrowed in on the pendant hung around Kagome's neck. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight but before Kagome could notice, she shifted her eyes to look into Kagome's.

"I see. Well, we have to catch up. Why not we visit the shrine?" Sophie suggested. Kagome felt her nerves growing.

"Oh, that's not a great idea. My room is rather messy and my brother and father don't like it when I bring guests so suddenly." Kagome lied smoothly, watching Sophie as she frowned.

"Oh, all right. Maybe some other time." She murmured.

"So, you live on a shrine, huh?" Zhalia questioned, resting her head in the palm of her hand. "That's pretty interesting. Are you the head priestess?"

"I guess you could say that. I wasn't until my mother died." Kagome muttered, scratching the back of her neck.

"Well, it was pleasant meeting you, Kagome, but we must be off. Enjoy your day." Dante declared, eyes trained on the pendant hung around her neck. Kagome nodded.

"All right, Mr Vale. Good day." Kagome quickly moved off her chair, as did the others. She bowed politely before heading out of the cafe. Quickly, the group walked out close together.

"Did you see that amulet?" Sophie hissed. "I sensed a strong power coming from it. Stronger than your average titan. And I don't think it has been unleashed in years."

"I felt it, too. It's powerful. Very powerful." Dante admitted. "And it's anxious. Or maybe just itching to get out. Either way, it's with your friend and the Organisation know about it. We have to make sure she's safe."