'Where is my hero now?'
Kagome stared out the window with an expression of disappointment on her face. She sighed.
'What am I supposed to do now?'
She felt like an insignificant speck in the middle of the huge room, with its shattered glass, and dust covered floors. Looking up she gasped. The ceiling went on forever until it disappeared into the darkness. It was like something out of "Phantom of the Opera". A million spiral staircases were probably hidden in this place. The grandness of the room made her long for her little city apartment.
Kagome turned her attention back to the world outside the window. Across the street people were buying doughnuts from a little bakery. They all looked tiny from where she sat high above them. Looking more closely she could barely make out the sign above the little shop. It read "Steven's Bakery". Kagome immediately recognized where she was. Steven's Bakery was only about three blocks from her apartment.
'Well I can't sit in this old building's window forever. I have to go home.'
Kagome got up from the windowsill and found her way to a door that had an old beat-up exit sign hanging above it. The door opened up into a stairwell that led down the many floors of the building and outside. She sighed and began the long walk home.
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Kagome reached the door of apartment number 23, her home. She fished through her pockets and was happy when she found that she still had her keys with her. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. Sun flooded into the small apartment, giving it a cheery warm feeling. The light from the window helped to calm her nerves and she collapsed onto her light blue sofa. But, not before locking the door behind her.
The television remote sat next to her leg begging for her to click the T.V. on and relax. It seemed like a good idea. Kagome channel surfed brainlessly for a little while before stopping to watch the news. Something had caught her attention. The announcer's voice came loud and clear from the screen.
"It was exactly two years ago today that we had our first encounter with the beasts. We all know them well. Every day the people of Tokyo must live in fear of these demons. Who knows when they will strike again? Today I have been asked to remind everyone that they need to keep safe from these creatures. I have a list of tips prepared to help keep people safe and alive from creatures like this…"
A picture appeared on the screen. It was a famous picture. In fact it was the first photograph ever taken that warned humans of the demonic race that walked the streets with them. Kagome had seen the picture at least a hundred times before but, today it was different. She stared wide-eyed at the photo on the screen. It was hard to make out anything in the picture except dog ears and a pair of deep piercing…golden eyes.
Quickly Kagome rummaged through her entertainment center looking for a blank tape. She pulled out a tape from way in the back and practically threw it into her VCR. Not a second later she was hitting record and recording the face onto the tape.
'It was him! He's the one who exposed all of the dog demons. No wonder Sesshoumaru had kicked him out of the bar. He had exposed every last one of them just, because a smart photographer had captured his dog ears on film.'
Kagome sat back with a look of realization and confusion plastered on her face. First of all this is a hard look to achieve. Second if all, she was now an acquaintance with the infamous dog demon who she now knew was only a half demon.
Kagome stopped recording and rewound the tape. She pressed pause when the photo appeared on the screen. She stared at the eyes that watched her through the television.
'I don't even know your name…but, you're fascinating.'
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