My name is Kagome Higurashi. I am now 24 years old. I am a professional sniper for a mob family that took me in when I was little; this is how I will try to repay them for helping me. There is nothing I hate more than my father. He is the reason why I do what I do for a living. When I was five I used to think that he was the most caring man in the world. He was my daddy and he would protect me from the evils of the real world. I thought wrong, he was the 'person' that introduced me to the real world, and made me realize that not everything is made out of candy. That fateful day will never be erased from my memory
I watched as he came in the front door. He took off his hat, jacket and scarf, placing them on the coat rack. He took off his wet boots; all covered in melting snow and put them on the mat to dry, he shoved his feet into his slippers.
"Honey where are you?" He called. I heard a hint of anger and aggravation in his voice.
Mommy came down the stairs with a smile on her face. She kissed him hello and disappeared into the kitchen, daddy following after her. I followed few seconds after and stood at the door watching as daddy slapped her across the face. She fell to the floor and began to cry. I ran to her and shook her shoulders. "Mommy, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" She dried her eyes and smiled so I wouldn't worry about her. She tried her best to make everyone happy and to always have a smile on her face no matter how down she felt. I tugged on the sleeve of her bathrobe. " Mommy I'm hungry. Can I have milk and cookies, before I go to bed please?" I asked.
"Honey, come here, won't you?" He said, in a forced sweet tone. I stared at him frightened.
"I said come here!"In one swift rough movement, I was held in the air by two strong hands. I remember my eyes meeting cold harsh dark ones. His grip slowly tightened on my arms. I tried to hold in my cries but a whimper escaped my lips. His eyes softened a bit and he let me down. I ran into my mother's arms and hugged her, seeking the comfort I needed. She held me close to her and cooed soothing sounds into my ear, then began to cry again.
" Go to your room" daddy said, trying hard to control his emotions. I reluctantly walked to the kitchen steps that led to the second floor, then continued up to the attic. I hid in a bend the wall and watched on as my father repeatedly punched and kicked her.
"YOU BITCH, SLUT, WHORE, TRAMP! How could you CHEAT on me with my BEST FRIEND? I never, in my entire life thought something like this would happen to me." He yelled between kicks and punches. I could scarcely hear the cries of my mother, begging him to stop. I'm not sure if he heard her pleas or not, I guess he didn't because he went on mercilessly for what seemed to be hours but was, in fact, merely only minutes. I closed my eyes and buried my face in my palms, but even then I could see the images playing across my eyelids.
Silence.
The sounds of the blows and my mother's cries stopped. The only sound was of my father's laboured breathing. I opened my eyes to see my mother crumpled on the floor. The doorbell rang and seemed to echo through the house and vibrate down my spine. Daddy froze. A skittish look came into his eyes as he looked around for a place to hide her body. I jumped, as he began to walk toward my hiding place. At the last moment he turned and walked back to her body. With little effort he lifted her body and began to walk to the front room. I tried my best to silently creep up the steps, unnoticed. I then walked down the hall to the steps by the front door, but saw him approaching the steps. Ducking into the room they shared, I watched from behind the door as he brought her to the top; he held her there for a few seconds and then dropped her. I watched as her body tumbled grotesquely down the steps. She came to a stop with a loud thud as she hit the wall at the bottom. The doorbell rang again.
"OH MY GOD! Kikyo are you all right?" He yelled, with mock concern as he ran down the steps to her. The door burst open and 'uncle' Naraku walked in with concern on his face as he frantically looked for the cause of the loud shouting. "Honey? Kikyo? SPEAK TO ME." Onigumo said. Naraku's eyes widened as they fell on the scene before him; Kikyo's body crumpled on the floor by the wall and his best friend, Onigumo over her trying to wake her up. He rushed to them, pulled out his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.They tried all they could to get her to open her eyes, but nothing worked. Shocked and hurt, I ran into my room, trying to calm down, not to cry, but the tears came in buckets as I thought what could drive my father to do such a thing. He called me to get my coat because the ambulance had arrived and daddy went with her to the hospital. There was no time to cry, not with him. : Uncle Naraku and I went in his car.It's amazing how thing can change at any moment.
I entered the waiting room. As I walked to my dad, everyone looked at me with sympathetic looks on their faces. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. A tall scary man in a white suite knelt in front of me, took hold of my hand and asked "This is your daddy?" I pulled away at the mention of the word 'daddy'. It was too intimate a word for a person I hadn't any respect for. From the smile on his face I could have guessed he thought I was afraid of him, not that I wasn't. The doctor then looked up at him and asked " Is this your daughter?" He nodded. The doctor turned to me again, this time with a look of deep sadness in his eyes." Your mommy isn't with us any more." He averted his eyes.
"Where is she, if she's not here?" I asked confused.
"She's in heaven with the angels now, with your little brother watching over you." Tears came to my eyes.
"Little brother? Mister what are you talking about? I don't have a little brother." I said.
He looked at my shocked, but quickly regained his composure.
All the things I just heard weren't making any sense to me. I then began to cry. The doctor placed one of his big hands in my shoulder; it felt so much like his that I started crying harder. Through blurry eyes I watched as he reluctantly got up and walked away, a pained look in his eyes. Onigumo sat in a chair close by, arms crossed as he stared at me, an angry expression on his face.
It scared me, for I thought he was going to do to me what he did to mommy. I ran to uncle who also had tears in his eyes. He welcomed me with open arms like mommy did earlier that day.
"Why can't you be my daddy instead of him?"