Headstrong...
~By CherryBlossomMiko
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Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha; Rumiko Takahashi holds the whip
Summary: This is a story about two gangs; two powerful gangs vying for control of Tokyo. And the one girl who can take them down.
Pairings: InuYasha/Kagome, Sesshoumaru/Kagome, a little Miroku/Sango and Rin/Sess
Rating: R, for language, violence, adult siduations
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:: Prologue- Step One: Control ::
~8~
- Step One - Power:
Power is something everyone wants and feels they need over at least one thing, but it is the innocent ones who end up with more power than they can handle.
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A small girl about the age of four ran through a field, randomly picking flowers and weeds; which were gathering in a small boquet in one of her tiny hands. Her ocean blue eyes flashed in the little light that was let through the gathering grey clouds, but the clouds did nothing to dampen her mood. Today was her fifth birthday, and in about 10 seconds it would be official. She picked another flower, a pink daylily, and tucked it behind her ear. Suddenly, at the exact moment of her birth, the sky opened up and poured; but the little girl on the ground had not had time to notice anything but the first rain drop that landed on her nose.
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Kagome Higurashi didn't know what was happening. Her hair flew around her in a wind that didn't exist, and she was suddenly colder than she'd ever been before. All of the sudden, noise was everywhere. Trains, engines, music, but people, most of all people. She could hear people shouting, talking, whispering, and thinking. Kagome dropped her flowers and gripped her ears, screaming for all the noise to stop. Images flashed in front of her eyes in startling detail. People getting ready to leave for work, trains arriving at their stations, dogs barking at the sky.
Kagome screamed over and over, her flowers fallen by her feet and forgotten as she twisted and squirmed in absolute agony and glorious bliss. Every emotion she had a name for and every emotion she didn't flooded through her, giving her terror, euphoria, pain, sadness. Kagome didn't know what was going on. She couldn't see the field, just the people. She could hear them, see them, feel their every emotion. Her little nails dug into the skin around her ears as she screamed, drawing blood as she was caught in the absolute whirlwind of noise and sound.
And just as Kagome couldn't take it anymore everything stopped, and she was left again in the deafening silence of the large field. Her screams stopped, the people faded, and the unexplicable wind disappeared. Kagome lowered her hands, her body pulsing with a strange new energy. She opened her mouth and suddenly she was everyone at once. She was the old man down the street, she was her mother, she was the woman who fixed her clothes, she was the business man down the block. She shut her mouth quickly, her blue eyes wide with fear. She whimpered, disoriented and confused as her ears rang and her eyes slid in and out of focus. Kagome looked once into the pouring rain before she fell to the ground among her scattered flowers.
A stray breeze blew across the wet meadow, stirring the leaves and the grasses. As it swept over an unconscious Kagome it twirled the flowers into a whirl around her, and as it left it all the flowers settled back around her, all the except one. The pink daylily floated away on the misty breeze, taking a piece of Kagome with it. This truly was the end of her innocence...
~By CherryBlossomMiko
~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own InuYasha; Rumiko Takahashi holds the whip
Summary: This is a story about two gangs; two powerful gangs vying for control of Tokyo. And the one girl who can take them down.
Pairings: InuYasha/Kagome, Sesshoumaru/Kagome, a little Miroku/Sango and Rin/Sess
Rating: R, for language, violence, adult siduations
~*~
:: Prologue- Step One: Control ::
~8~
- Step One - Power:
Power is something everyone wants and feels they need over at least one thing, but it is the innocent ones who end up with more power than they can handle.
~~
A small girl about the age of four ran through a field, randomly picking flowers and weeds; which were gathering in a small boquet in one of her tiny hands. Her ocean blue eyes flashed in the little light that was let through the gathering grey clouds, but the clouds did nothing to dampen her mood. Today was her fifth birthday, and in about 10 seconds it would be official. She picked another flower, a pink daylily, and tucked it behind her ear. Suddenly, at the exact moment of her birth, the sky opened up and poured; but the little girl on the ground had not had time to notice anything but the first rain drop that landed on her nose.
~
Kagome Higurashi didn't know what was happening. Her hair flew around her in a wind that didn't exist, and she was suddenly colder than she'd ever been before. All of the sudden, noise was everywhere. Trains, engines, music, but people, most of all people. She could hear people shouting, talking, whispering, and thinking. Kagome dropped her flowers and gripped her ears, screaming for all the noise to stop. Images flashed in front of her eyes in startling detail. People getting ready to leave for work, trains arriving at their stations, dogs barking at the sky.
Kagome screamed over and over, her flowers fallen by her feet and forgotten as she twisted and squirmed in absolute agony and glorious bliss. Every emotion she had a name for and every emotion she didn't flooded through her, giving her terror, euphoria, pain, sadness. Kagome didn't know what was going on. She couldn't see the field, just the people. She could hear them, see them, feel their every emotion. Her little nails dug into the skin around her ears as she screamed, drawing blood as she was caught in the absolute whirlwind of noise and sound.
And just as Kagome couldn't take it anymore everything stopped, and she was left again in the deafening silence of the large field. Her screams stopped, the people faded, and the unexplicable wind disappeared. Kagome lowered her hands, her body pulsing with a strange new energy. She opened her mouth and suddenly she was everyone at once. She was the old man down the street, she was her mother, she was the woman who fixed her clothes, she was the business man down the block. She shut her mouth quickly, her blue eyes wide with fear. She whimpered, disoriented and confused as her ears rang and her eyes slid in and out of focus. Kagome looked once into the pouring rain before she fell to the ground among her scattered flowers.
A stray breeze blew across the wet meadow, stirring the leaves and the grasses. As it swept over an unconscious Kagome it twirled the flowers into a whirl around her, and as it left it all the flowers settled back around her, all the except one. The pink daylily floated away on the misty breeze, taking a piece of Kagome with it. This truly was the end of her innocence...