Hiya. Not sure how the story will play out from here. Maybe it will just be Kagome's P.O.V or perhaps we will flash back over to Inuyasha and friends. Undecided. But, the wheels of my mind keep turning. Let's see where it takes us shall we.

Part 6;

Where was I going? The dark that had settled in since I had been out changed the very layout of the world. Up could have been down, left could be back and right could have been turn around. I had no sense of direction whatsoever. 'Hmm, it's no different than the first time I got here. The first time I went through the well.'

I laughed, talking to the trees around me, "I was just as lost then as I am now." Only this time, I knew what I was looking for, and avoiding.

My smile faded as I looked to the sky, memories rushing to the surface, "Help." My face crumpled, tears starting to show in the corners of my eyes, though no one was here to see them. I whispered before sitting at the roots of a larger tree, sheltered from the world, "Help."

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My hair was a mess, my eyes were red and puffy. I was sore from laying curled in a ball all night, and I shivered despite the suns warmth. I wiped my face, erasing the tired, but not the fact that I slept on the ground. I was stained with the damp soil, my white blouse now blotchy. I smoothed my appearance over as best I could before walking on, looking for anything that was familiar.

I heard loud clanks and men shouting orders. I veered off, heading straight for them, hoping more than anything that I would recognize them. I edged closer to the tree line, peering out at the disturbed land in the clearing. Several men exhausted themselves with spades as they dug down into the virgin soil while others sawed chunks of wood and gathered stones. I watched them work for a moment, all labouring over an unidentifiable creation.

It hit me hard, realization and horror. It was the well. It was THE well, my ticket home! 'What are they doing? Are they taking it apart! Why are they deconstructing it?'

I ran without thinking, yelling at the men. I ignored everything I saw, everything that would have hinted to me that no, they were not destroying my well; but making it.

"Wait stop! What are you doing to the Bone-eaters well?!"

The men stopped their work and stared at me. Hushed whispers moving down the ranks.

"What's this now?"

"Is she a demon?"

"…Weird clothes…"

"Stop her, she must be a demon." One man yelled above the others. They all listened instantly, and were barreling down upon me.

I stepped back, then turned and ran, "I! Am! Not! A! Demon!" I screamed at them as I jumped through the trees, retracing my steps. 'Wait, if that's the well, then the village must be nearby! Kaede can help me!' I veered off, but they were right close. I could almost feel their hands on my arms as my lungs burst. I can't keep going.

My body gave out suddenly, leaving me face planting on the ground with mouth full of dirt and scraps up my cheeks. My head was fuzzy, spinning as I sat up on my hands and knees. I swooned again, falling flat on my side, grunting as I hit the ground. 'Ugh, the poison. It must still be in me.'

I scrunched my face, trying to make the world stop. It only went faster. I felt rough hands grab my arms, binding them behind my back. They hoisted me up, laying me over one of their broad shoulders. "Stop. Put me down. Oh I'm going to be sick."

I held back the urge to gag; not as though anything would come out. I could see them staring as we strode to town, pointing at my 'strange' clothes and my frazzled hair. I hung limp, letting my legs swing back and forth.

I had my eyes closed when we entered town, the sounds were lifting and promising. I looked up as they dropped me hard on the ground. I peered into the hut in front of which I was dropped. A woman stepped out, her black hair pulled back into a low ponytail. She had a bow strapped to her back and a quiver of arrows hanging lazily from her shoulder. "Kikyo?"

I was pushed down, held by the shoulder and ground into the dirt, "Do not speak demon."

It was harsh, but I listened, silencing my tongue.

"Lady Natame! We found her near the well. She tried to stop us. We believe she is a demon."

I peeked up from my position in the dirt, 'Natame?'

"She be not a demon my friend, let her up. Where are ye from child?"

She looked much like Kikyo, though spoke exactly like old Kaede. Her features were slightly askew, the differences between her and Kikyo becoming more evident. I felt a rush of Déjà vu as I explained where I was from as I sat up. "Tokyo."

"Ah Tokyo. And is this, Tokyo, far from here? What brings ye to our village? We are but small people with little to offer."

I closed my eyes, 'Okay, okay, okay. This is… I'm so confused.'

"Would you believe me if I told you… I was supposed to come through that well you are building?"

She frowned, a snark retort sharp on her tongue. She was not amused. She was a lot like Kikyo. More serious than her sister Kaede. Before she could snap it at me, someone in the village screamed.

"Demon! There's a demon in the village!"

She hummed, irritated, "Inuyasha."