Twisted

Written by Sarga
Posted June 7, 2008

Summary: A girl awakens to find that she is now living the life of Kagome, time travel and all. Inadvertently reshaping the world around her, Kagome begins to realize just how twisted her path is becoming. Cannon Universe...with a Twist.

Disclaimer: Je ne comprend pas les mots que je tape. Nor do I own Inuyasha.


Chapter 9: Lost


In a distant castle the sickly young lord summoned his most trusted and loyal guard. The demons in his lands were causing 'problems' that he needed 'fixed'. With clear instructions Naraku ordered his loyal guard to purchase the aid of the strongest demon warriors.

Soon he would have his reign.


Kagome yawned, stretching widely as she arose from a good night's sleep in her comfy sleeping bag. Glaring at the monk who had been staring openly at her languid form, Kagome proceeded to stomp behind the nearby cover that the bushes provided to change into her day clothes.

"I don't get why you're such a pervert Miroku," Kagome muttered aloud. "I mean, you have your own morals and personality, why would you do that kind of thing?"

"Who's to say I wouldn't have done this anyway?" Miroku teased from his dilligent watch, hoping to catch a glimpse of something other than green through the heavy foliage.

Met with silence, Miroku's grin grew and he knew she was blushing behind that bush of hers.

"Don't worry," Miroku offered, solemnly holding one hand over his heart and the other with his palm facing outward. "I have learned my lesson and shall never deign to offend you in such a manner again." Of course, he never promised not to do it in another manner.

Emerging from behind her guardian fully clothed, Kagome glowered at her companion, her face still pleasantly red from his earlier comments.

"Okay then, monk," she stressed the word indicating his supposed holiness. "Why don't you 'not offend' me while you go collect fire wood. I, for one, don't want raw fish for breakfast."

Eyes twinkling as he bowed with deceptive solemnity, Miroku took his leave to do as instructed.

It was unfortunate that even Miroku did not know the whereabouts of the demon slayer's village. It seemed that his fellow monks, all well versed in the art of defence against demons, knew nothing of the village's location, only that it existed and that its citizens were as generous as they were skilled. As a result of Miroku's lack of knowledge in this area, the trio were obliged to seek the aid of someone who did know of the village's location.

Kagome hoped their trek back to Kaede would be fruitful.


"Thank you my lord, the demons have been killed as you have requested. This sum you have given us is adequate payment." The eldest demon slayer spoke for the group, his tight lipped praise accepted by the lord.

As they spoke, a tiny thread slid its way toward the youngest and weakest of the group, a boy child no older than twelve years of age.

The boy did not even see it coming.


The trees flew by at a breakneck pace and Kagome giggled at the thought of Miroku below vainly trying to keep up on foot. Inuyasha, loathe to stoop to mere walking, stopped every few minutes to let the human catch up before taking off again. Even Kagome could hear the panting monk below and she was hard pressed not to giggle at the sight of his bedraggled form. Served the guy right for groping her again after he had promised not to.

Village in sight, Kagome felt her heartbeat race as she thought of getting closer to her friend and companion in arms. At least Sango could effectively fight back the monk; one very large demon-bone boomerang would do that for a woman.

Dropping to ground level once more, Inuyasha let Kagome down and waited for the monk to catch up before continuing on in stony silence. It seemed the half demon did not agree with the idea of heading into a group of demon slayers...Kagome could not imagine why.

His breath regained, Miroku straightened his robes as they approached the village.

"Well..." Miroku smirked as he informed his friends of his plans. "I'll be in the village if you need me. There are many women who deserve a personal blessing to bestow them with a long and profitable life."

Gawking after him, Kagome was hard pressed to remember to keep walking to Kaede's, let alone chastise the monk for his lecherous ways.

Noticing her remaining friend drop to the ground next to her, Kagome furrowed her brow and turned to inspect his odd behaviour.

"What are you doing, Inuyasha?" Kagome demanded, seeing her friend almost rub his nose into the dirt in front of Kaede's hut.

"Trying to pick up the old woman's scent." Standing once more, a little dirt on his nose the only indication of his former position, the half demon glared at the girl. "She's been gone for at least three days, I can't smell her at all!"

A lone village woman, her arms laden down with a large bucked of water, stopped near the pair as she heard his complaint.

"Priestess Kaede? She has left for a nearby village to help rid it of a terrible sickness. She will be back in a few days when, gods willing, she has cured the illness."

"Thanks," Kagome smiled to the villager as she continued on her way. Turning to her friend, he narrowed her eyes in response to her unusually bright grin. "I guess this means we'll have a few days."

"Uh-huh," Inuyasha narrowed his eyes even farther, wondering where this would take the human girl.

"So we really have nothing to do in the meantime."

"Uh-huh."

"So I guess that means I can take a few days to go home then, doesn't it?"

Inuyasha's eye twitched and he folded his arms across his chest, widening his stance to create an immovable wall.

"Over my dead body!"

It seemed the half demon was only half correct.


Kagome emerged from the well with a brilliant smile on her face. It had been days since she had been to the modern era and she was darn well going to enjoy its luxuries of warm running water and soft bedclothes. Trekking to her home she called out for her family members and was met with a striking silence. The empty home, ignored in favor of a warm bath, did not strike her as odd until she thought more carefully on her grandfather and his duty to the shrine and its patrons. The thoughts put a chill in the water and soon Kagome found herself sitting on the edge of her seat, literally, in the living room.

Leaping to her feet at the sound of voices approaching the shrine from the steps, Kagome raced outside. She stopped abruptly at the sight of her mother and brother, both of whom wore their mournful hearts plainly.

"Grandpa...?" Kagome gasped, the thought striking her like a sumo wrestler. He was not supposed to die, not like this, not so soon.

Kagome's mother's eyes widened as she heard her daughter's exclamation and she rushed to her side, pulling her into a gentle, caressing hug.

"Shh, your grandfather's fine, honey, he's just talking to some shrine visitors at the bottom of the steps who found the place empty."

Kagome's shaking ceased a little at the discovery, but her mother still held tight.

"Kagome, your grandfather's fine, but..." Kagome's mother pulled away slightly, guaging her daughter's reaction. "Sweetie, it's Yuka."

"Yuka?" Kagome squeaked, not fully understanding.

"Yuka passed away late last night. Her parents barely survived but she..." the motherly voice broke in her sorrow, unable to say more about the death of one so young.

"Yuka...she...how?" Kagome whispered, her thoughts and body reeling at the unwelcome discovery.

Steering her daughter toward the house, Kagome's mother waited until they were safely sitting before she told her daughter the unpleasant details.

"Yuka's home was flooded with carbon monoxide gas, Kagome. Her parents made it out when they realized what was happening but she was so much smaller and all it took was a little bit..."

Kagome's tears came back full force and she clutched to her mother as they cascaded freely down her cheeks. She let her mother console her desolate heart, knowing that this blow would cripple her for weeks to come. The time for mourning was at hand and Kagome could only think one thought.

Yuka never even saw it coming.


"NOW!" The girl warrior called aloud, throwing herself over the thrashing boy warrior. His struggling body went lax as her fingers found their mark, pulling the demon thread from his neck.

Bursting into action, the team of demon slayers incapacitated the guards surrounding their lord, sheer surprise as effective a weapon as their skill. Sword drawn, the female warrior approached the lord, a low growl the only indication of her intent.

Without preamble she decapitated the creature, revealing its demonic nature as it disintegrated before the very eyes of his former guard. Spitting on the pile of dust, the woman turned her focus to the guards being restrained by her companions.

"Where be the young lord?" She demanded in slightly broken English.

No one responded, whether out of loyalty or shock, no one knew.

Swearing in an unknown tongue with violent force, the woman proffered her weapon toward the guards.

"Fools! Do you not see here your lord? Do you think young master be any different?" Under the intensity of her gaze and the threat of her sword, the guards squirmed. One guard spoke aloud despite the narrowed gazes of his fellows.

"Inside, the largest room at the end of the hall."

Motioning for several of her allies to follow, the woman lead the way as directed.

"Damn him!" the woman cursed in the secret language of the demon slayers. "He has fled, father. He always flees when he is in danger himself."

"Sango," the older man replied. "Do not worry yourself, you have been blessed with a vision from the gods and it has saved us much pain. Let us return home with haste and we shall determine the best way to proceed when we get there." With a gentle hand the father led his daughter back to the safety of the group.

From the shadows the weakened young lord donned his familiar white baboon cloak. Slipping beyond their range of hearing, he headed toward his new goal.

After all, one should never put all of one's eggs in the same basket.


Kagome lay awake on her bed, her thoughts circling each other, painfully reminding her of her unusual situation. The discovery that she was not alone had been a doozie but to find that her companion had died, and so suddenly too, left her shocked, mournful...afraid.

Could she, a healthy, vibrant, lively girl also fall to the same fate? Could she too go to sleep and not wake up? Would her friends on the other side even find out what happened if she did? Would Houjo and Miroku be able to continue on their paths if she were drop from existence?

Could she continue if they did?

Kagome let the vial thoughts consume her and it was hours before her body, weary and stressed, forced her into a dreamless slumber.

The dark day dawned and Kagome awoke, her spirits drained as much as her body.

Her mother, knowing that Kagome was in mourning, did her best to see to her shocked daughter's needs. After being fed by her doting mother Kagome made her way to Yuka's wake, only coming to herself when confronted by the picture of her smiling friend. Houjo sat diligently near her image, keeping vigil in his mourning.

"Houjo," Kagome's heartfelt consolation was in her tone not her words and she embraced her friend, knowing theirs was a shared grief.

Together the pair mourned and Kagome was resolved to end this, one way or the other.

Naraku was going down.


Two days had passed and Kagome knew she had to go back. She could not, would not, wait around for someone else to die while she was too busy with her own issues. She could deal with them on her own time when she got back.

If she got back.

Kagome made her way through the well, her yellow backpack replenished. Climbing up and over the well's edge, Kagome was met with a sunny beautiful day oblivious to the woes of one time-travelling, dimension-swapped girl. She let the beauty around instil her with a renewed sense of direction and she swore to herself to find Kaede this very day if she had to travel to China to do it.

"Oi wench, what took you so long," Inuyasha barked as she came within range of the old woman's hut. Said old woman stood in the doorway, her weathered old face weary but at peace.

"I..." Kagome's voice hitched and she frowned at her weakness. "My friend died while a couple of days ago. I needed to be there."

Inuyasha was shamed into silence, opting to jump to the roof of the old woman's hut rather than confront the still mourning girl.

The old woman, her visage one of consolation, wrapped her arm around the shoulder of the girl and led her inside.

"What do ye need, child. I can do little for your friend but I can attend to your needs while ye be here."

"Please," Kagome whispered, knowing exactly what she wanted. "Tell me how to find the demon slayer's village. The sooner we can find them, the sooner we can kill Naraku."

The old woman nodded, having had a similar request from both of Kagome's male companions earlier that day.

"Aye, child, I have given directions to your monk companion. He shall be able to guide ye to the village. Ye should arrive by nightfall tomorrow so long as ye meet with no..."

The old woman was interrupted by the crashing sound of a body landing on something breakable. Rushing out of the hut, Kagome was shocked to a standstill at the scene before her. Inuyasha, his body slightly tattered, was held aloft by the neck by his elder brother. Sesshoumaru held the flailing half demon as still as he could as he pointed his fingers toward Inuyasha's eye and plunged them forward, reaching for the black pearl that was their father's tomb.

Discarding his brother's form and ignoring his cursing, Sesshoumaru motioned to Jaken to use the staff of two heads to open its portal.

Jumping through without preamble, the elder brother was followed behind by his loyal retainer.

Rushing to her fallen friend, Kagome pulled him to his feet before running to the portal.

"C'mon, slowpoke, he's going to get the Tetsusaiga!"

Kagome jumped through before he could respond and she found herself aloft on the back of a flying skeleton. Soon joined by a cursing half demon, Kagome smirked to herself with the knowledge that by the end of the day he would bear his father's legacy.

Knowing the path to the demon fang, Kagome led the way inside and down the ribcage. The pair was met with the sight of Sesshoumaru being rebuffed by the very object he desired.

"Father has done his work well, the blade is enspelled..." Sesshoumaru's assessment was interrupted by the shout of his younger brother.

"Sesshoumaru!" Inuyasha's angry growl was enough warning for the elder brother as he easily dodged his brother's attack, deflecting the younger body into the bones that littered the ground.

"Be more respectful, little brother. This is our father's tomb after all." Sesshoumaru spoke from above, his knuckles cracking threateningly as Inuyasha glared daggers upward.

"You hypocrite! You're the one who's here robbing his grave."

"Inuyasha!" Kagome called as she descended into the cavern that had been the great demon lord. "Pull out the sword behind you! Hit him where it hurts; attack his pride!" Kagome jumped down the last few ribs barely catching her balance as she hit the ground.

Grunting non-committally, Inuyasha glanced over his shoulder at the object of his brother's consternation. Flashing a fang in a half smirk, he jumped backward, staring all the while at his brother whose only response was to narrow his already sharpened gaze.

"I tire of your meddling in things you have no right to know, human." Sesshoumaru growled, letting fly a volley of demon poison. The poison burned the very bone on which she had stood, but expecting an attack had provided Kagome the edge she needed to get out of the way in time. Panting as she ran to the sword, Kagome placed it and her half demon companion between herself and her stalker.

Grasping the sword in one hand, the half demon pulled on the sword...and pulled...and pulled. Still the sword remained embedded in the bone.

"I thought you knew what would happen, wench. How come I couldn't pull it out, huh." His low growl was a threat that even Kagome could detect and she backed up a step even as she shouted a warning back to him.

"Inuysha, look out!"

Brothers focused on each other in a hatred so deep it had no end, Kagome was clear to step forward once more, her goal the sword of the father. Stepping onto the platform, Kagome took a breath and yanked it silently from the bone that ensnared it, opting to run rather than draw attention to her actions.

"Lord Sesshoumaru!"

The green imp demon soon found himself the set of three angry pairs of eyes. The first, a girl with a stolen sword, launched herself toward the imp, squashing his face flat into the bone from which he had arisen. The second, a half demon angered at the interruption, threw his fist into the side of his brother's face instead of at the trodden demon below. The third, the target of the call, threw his demonic poison at the sound in the hope of eliminating the girl. Lucky for both the girl and the immobilized imp demon, Inuyasha's punch to the jaw threw off the corrosive liquid just enough to save both of them from instant death.

"Why, you...!" Inuyasha saw red as he slashed his claws at his older brother once more. The pair danced around each other, Inuyasha launching himself haggardly from side to side while smashing bared fists, Sesshoumaru flitting from one perch to another, his whip gracefully flying.

With the pair engrossed in their battle once more, Kagome took the opportunity to climb higher and higher, hoping to escape before the demon lord noticed her retreat.

Luck was against her.

"Pitiful mortal," Sesshoumaru scoffed, aiming his poison claws at her retreating form.

The bony ledge was not deep enough for her to escape from his volley and she grit her teeth in pain as the caustic mist bit at her skin. Kagome whipped the sword in front of her body in hopes of deflecting the attack. Alas, she was too late and the bone melted around her, driving her into a gooey cocoon.

Inuyasha, driven to a rage at the sight of the human's apparent demise, attacked his brother without mercy. Baring his claws with deadly accuracy, he tore the very armer from his elder brother's chest.

"Curious," the elder brother scoffed. "If I had known her death would have driven you to actually fight, I would have done so sooner."

A feral growl was the only answer he received as he dodged yet another attack from his younger brother.

Clawing her way out of the bony mess, Kagome overlooked the scene below. The tetsusaiga pulsed gently in her hands and she silently thanked it for protecting her from certain death. Climbing back upward, she was careful not to draw attention to herself until she was safely at the top.

"Inuyasha!" Kagome called, stilling both brothers below. "Come on, we have the sword, let's go!"

Shocked to see her alive and strangely compelled to see her stay that way, the half demon sneered at his brother and leaped upward.

Grunting in distaste, Sesshoumaru stared after the pair, his movements eerily still.

"Let's see if a half demon can even wield the sword." The bones around him began to swirl in a cyclone of power, his eyes burning red as he spoke. "I shall bear witness." With an inhuman howl, the demon began a transformation from human to inhuman, his very body morphing into a shape and size very different from the one he had just held.

Glancing behind him as he continued after the girl, Inuyasha snorted dismissively.

"Bastard had to pull out the big guns, huh? Kinda overkill for such a 'high and mighty demon lord'." Inuyasha mocked his brother, taunting him even as he escaped.

Sesshoumaru's answering growl was the only warning Inuyasha had.

The bone behind him exploded and Inuyasha was propelled forward, his body instinctively curling around the girl protectively. Landing haphazardly but without injury, the girl thrust the sword at him.

"I think you should have this," Kagome's smile was more of a grimace but it did the job. Grasping the sword firmly between both hands, Inuyasha stood with his back to the girl to face his snarling brother.

"Stay here," Inuyasha growled low in his throat. "I can't protect you if you keep getting in the way."

Inuyasha's intent clear, the sword transformed itself in his hands, the blade turning from its tarnished metal to glorious demon fang. The very core of its being throbbed with power that made even the great demon lord hesitate.

That little hesitation was enough.

Inuyasha cleaved through the left limb of his older brother, the very flesh of his arm severed neatly at the shoulder. Howling in agony, the demon stumbled backward and over the edge of his father's high ribcage. The fall was not enough to kill the demon lord, but it was enough to grant the pair their escape.

Grasping Kagome's hand roughly in his own, Inuyasha pulled her to her feet. He knelt down and waited for the girl to climb onto his back. Using one hand to keep a secure grip on the sword and the other to hold the girl to his body, Inuyasha launched himself over the edge, landing easily on the boney bird that would take him up and up and up.


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-Sarga