The Path of the Damned
Summary :
Kagome is a runaway who turns to a life of crime to survive. During one of her little 'missions' she gets caught and recruited for Tokyo's toughest gangs, Aka no Youkais. There's only one catch-she must pass a test more deadly than any other. Will she take on this challenge? Or will someone stop her? Will she make it out, dead or alive in the end?
Personal responses:
Biganimefan1: Uh...good wow, or bad wow?
angel-wings-131 : If you love gangster fics, check out WhisperingMoon's Human Compensation, and Bear5's Turn of Events. Both Inuyasha, and both great.
Chapter One
The moon hovered above the city below it. It was past midnight, and very few were awake. The only signs of life were of creatures and the few who dare venture out this late at night. The only noises to be heared was the sounds of the creatures and the rustling of the ridged wind through the trees surrounding the small city.
Somewhere in the darkness, a shadow crept across the walls, moving gracefully with speed and beauty, yet fear was evident in it's form. It quietly trailed along the side of the concrete building, until it came to a first-floor window. The figure quickly pulled something seemingly out of thin air and carved two small, finger-sized holes in the pane of glass in the window. One hole was at either end and the figure stuck one finger, er..claw, or whatever it had in and unlatched each side. The window was then quietly lifted up and the figure crept inside.
Only moments later, the figure retreated back out with the window, apparently having failed in it's search for whatever it was looking for, and it drifted off into the dead of night.
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The next morning, a waitress at a small diner walked up to a table, note pad and pen in hand.
"You ready to order?" she asked her present customer, who quickly put down the paper to reveal a flawless-faced beauty.
"Hai. I want a large bowl of rice and miso." she said, smiling kindly.
The waitress eyed the girl. She had raven black hair that flowed perfectly around her face and down her back, with her bangs feathered shielding only the top portion of her face. She wore a solid black sweater with a gold sakura blossom pendant adorning her slender neck. Her eyes held the color of luscious chocolate, and her lips were full and the color of a newly bloomed sakura petal. Her skin tone was a beautiful milky white. She had the looks any woman would kill for.
The waitress nodded and walked to the kitchen. "One large grain and an order of spice!" she yelled so the cook would hear her over the many other sounds of the kitchen.
The young girl turned her attention back to the front page of the Tokyo Times.
'Mystery-thief strikes again.' the headlines read in bold printing.
'The mystery thief struck again last night on Kinjai Avenue. "The thief is quite intelligent and skilled in what he's doing." says Onigumo Naraku, "He's left no traces of fingerprints or any evidents to lead us to who he is, or where he'll strike next."'
The girl smirked as she continued to read.
'The Tokyo police have yet to find any clues on the MThief. The only things they know are that the thief does not have a set object when he choses his next victim. They are baffled. "During one of the more recent robberies, the Mthief left a diamond broach and took five thousand yen, equalling to around only $500 American dollars." states Koga Kogal.'
The girl's smirk increased, but was brought out of her train of thought when the waitress returned with her order.
"It's a shame, isn't it?"
"'bout what?" the girl asked as the waitress set down the food.
"Y'know, those 'small-time' robberies.. You'd think they'd go for the bigger things rather than just petty cash...I mean if they're so desperate for money, why can't they just get a job." the waitress said as she placed her hand on her hip.
'It might be hard if the thief isn't old enough, by Japanese law, to hold a job without school permission!' The girl's smirk turned into a scowl. She only rolled her eyes and took a sip of her miso.
"It's a shame to what our society's comin' to these days!" the waitress sighed.
'Ah...come on! Just shut the hell up and let me eat!' The girl twitched.
"Are you alright?" the waitress asked as she noticed the girl's twitch.
"I just thought of something...that's all...."
"Ah...problems?"
"Yes, but I'd appreciate it if I could eat in peace."
"Hmph! Today's generation...." the waitress mumbled as she threw her hands up in fustration.
Just then, a news bulliten flashed across the small tv screen that was mounted upon the wall.
"New developments in the Higurashi Disappearance case." the newscaster said as she shuffled her papers nervously.
The young girl stared at the tv, frozen solid while she waited for the continuation.
"Kagome Higurashi is known to still be alive, and in the Tokyo bay area. There is still no clue to who her kidnappers are, but police are still on the look for her and for any new information.
Here is a photograph of what she should look like."
'Ah kuso....' the girl said as she gulped down her remaining miso and pulled out two one-hundred yen coins tossed them on the table. She quickly walked out the door causing the welcome-bell to jingle, getting the waitress' attention.
"Hmm?" she said as she saw the woman walk out. 'Coud it be? ...Nah...'
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"Shamatta...." she muttered as she slipped on her black-tinted glasses. Even though it was fall, the sun could still be bright, so it wasn't uncommon to see people with sunglasses on..even in the winter, so she knew she wouldn't look out of place.
"If this keeps up, I'll be caught for sure." She walked along the nearly empty concrete path. She ran away from home six days ago, and managed to travel a few miles on foot, but the money she had didn't last long. She had to get food, and she had to survive, so she resorted to stealing petty cash. She was a pretty intelligent girl who had read one-too many mystery novels. She was also raised by loving parents who lived comfortably, and who taught her to be honest in her actions. So why did she leave? 'I just couldn't take it anymore....' she thought as she recalled the night she left. But what she hadn't thought of is how to survive. She was only seventeen, and still in school, so she couldn't get a job without the school's permission. "..and there's no way in hell I'm going back there..." she murmured to herself.
She pulled out her money. "Hmm...just enough to last me the rest of the week.." she thought as she let out a sigh and began walking further away from her comfortable jail.
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"Did you get it?" a silver-haired boy asked a girl dressed in skin-tight leather pants and matching leather halter. She had long black hair that flowed to her back, deep yet cold chocolate eyes, milky white skin, and lips painted with black with a red speck on the bottom right.
"Of course I got it...I'm not as incompitent as the flea-bit hanyou." she spat coldly as the person in question glared at her.
"Good..give it to me." The silvered haired boy said, holding out his hands.
"Not until you hold up your end of the bargain, Sesshomaru." she clutched the small velvet bag closer to her.
"Fine, fine..as you wish." he said as he snapped his fingers and two young men, also dressed in black, came to his sides. "Give it to her."
The one on his right walked towards the other, each carrying a small vile, about half the size of an ink pen. One vile was nearly full of a pink liquid, the other one nearly empty of a smokey green. The one on the left handed his vile to the other, who then poured the smokey liquid into the other, then a blinding light was emitted from the tube so that all had to shield their eyes until it faded. Then the man gave it to Kikyo, who capped the noxious-looking concauction and strung it about her neck.
"That is to be administered only under the night of the New Year's Moon. Then, and only then, Kikyo, shall it bring you immortality."
The one known as Kikyo smiled wickedly and turned to the hanyou, who favored Sesshomaru. "Then, my pet, we'lll be together for eternity....just as we were ment to be...just as we 'long' to be." she said as she kissed his cheek, living a black lip-print on his cheek.
'No...just as 'you' long to be, Kikyo...Just as you long to be.'
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May sound dull and boring and pointless but it leads somewhere. If there's any errors I do not have spell check. My stupid computer only has two writing programs-notepad and wordpad, and neither have spell check.
Comments? Suggestions? Say them out loud.. Flames are welcome, but it doesn't mean they'll be taken seriously.
Summary :
Kagome is a runaway who turns to a life of crime to survive. During one of her little 'missions' she gets caught and recruited for Tokyo's toughest gangs, Aka no Youkais. There's only one catch-she must pass a test more deadly than any other. Will she take on this challenge? Or will someone stop her? Will she make it out, dead or alive in the end?
Personal responses:
Biganimefan1: Uh...good wow, or bad wow?
angel-wings-131 : If you love gangster fics, check out WhisperingMoon's Human Compensation, and Bear5's Turn of Events. Both Inuyasha, and both great.
Chapter One
The moon hovered above the city below it. It was past midnight, and very few were awake. The only signs of life were of creatures and the few who dare venture out this late at night. The only noises to be heared was the sounds of the creatures and the rustling of the ridged wind through the trees surrounding the small city.
Somewhere in the darkness, a shadow crept across the walls, moving gracefully with speed and beauty, yet fear was evident in it's form. It quietly trailed along the side of the concrete building, until it came to a first-floor window. The figure quickly pulled something seemingly out of thin air and carved two small, finger-sized holes in the pane of glass in the window. One hole was at either end and the figure stuck one finger, er..claw, or whatever it had in and unlatched each side. The window was then quietly lifted up and the figure crept inside.
Only moments later, the figure retreated back out with the window, apparently having failed in it's search for whatever it was looking for, and it drifted off into the dead of night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next morning, a waitress at a small diner walked up to a table, note pad and pen in hand.
"You ready to order?" she asked her present customer, who quickly put down the paper to reveal a flawless-faced beauty.
"Hai. I want a large bowl of rice and miso." she said, smiling kindly.
The waitress eyed the girl. She had raven black hair that flowed perfectly around her face and down her back, with her bangs feathered shielding only the top portion of her face. She wore a solid black sweater with a gold sakura blossom pendant adorning her slender neck. Her eyes held the color of luscious chocolate, and her lips were full and the color of a newly bloomed sakura petal. Her skin tone was a beautiful milky white. She had the looks any woman would kill for.
The waitress nodded and walked to the kitchen. "One large grain and an order of spice!" she yelled so the cook would hear her over the many other sounds of the kitchen.
The young girl turned her attention back to the front page of the Tokyo Times.
'Mystery-thief strikes again.' the headlines read in bold printing.
'The mystery thief struck again last night on Kinjai Avenue. "The thief is quite intelligent and skilled in what he's doing." says Onigumo Naraku, "He's left no traces of fingerprints or any evidents to lead us to who he is, or where he'll strike next."'
The girl smirked as she continued to read.
'The Tokyo police have yet to find any clues on the MThief. The only things they know are that the thief does not have a set object when he choses his next victim. They are baffled. "During one of the more recent robberies, the Mthief left a diamond broach and took five thousand yen, equalling to around only $500 American dollars." states Koga Kogal.'
The girl's smirk increased, but was brought out of her train of thought when the waitress returned with her order.
"It's a shame, isn't it?"
"'bout what?" the girl asked as the waitress set down the food.
"Y'know, those 'small-time' robberies.. You'd think they'd go for the bigger things rather than just petty cash...I mean if they're so desperate for money, why can't they just get a job." the waitress said as she placed her hand on her hip.
'It might be hard if the thief isn't old enough, by Japanese law, to hold a job without school permission!' The girl's smirk turned into a scowl. She only rolled her eyes and took a sip of her miso.
"It's a shame to what our society's comin' to these days!" the waitress sighed.
'Ah...come on! Just shut the hell up and let me eat!' The girl twitched.
"Are you alright?" the waitress asked as she noticed the girl's twitch.
"I just thought of something...that's all...."
"Ah...problems?"
"Yes, but I'd appreciate it if I could eat in peace."
"Hmph! Today's generation...." the waitress mumbled as she threw her hands up in fustration.
Just then, a news bulliten flashed across the small tv screen that was mounted upon the wall.
"New developments in the Higurashi Disappearance case." the newscaster said as she shuffled her papers nervously.
The young girl stared at the tv, frozen solid while she waited for the continuation.
"Kagome Higurashi is known to still be alive, and in the Tokyo bay area. There is still no clue to who her kidnappers are, but police are still on the look for her and for any new information.
Here is a photograph of what she should look like."
'Ah kuso....' the girl said as she gulped down her remaining miso and pulled out two one-hundred yen coins tossed them on the table. She quickly walked out the door causing the welcome-bell to jingle, getting the waitress' attention.
"Hmm?" she said as she saw the woman walk out. 'Coud it be? ...Nah...'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Shamatta...." she muttered as she slipped on her black-tinted glasses. Even though it was fall, the sun could still be bright, so it wasn't uncommon to see people with sunglasses on..even in the winter, so she knew she wouldn't look out of place.
"If this keeps up, I'll be caught for sure." She walked along the nearly empty concrete path. She ran away from home six days ago, and managed to travel a few miles on foot, but the money she had didn't last long. She had to get food, and she had to survive, so she resorted to stealing petty cash. She was a pretty intelligent girl who had read one-too many mystery novels. She was also raised by loving parents who lived comfortably, and who taught her to be honest in her actions. So why did she leave? 'I just couldn't take it anymore....' she thought as she recalled the night she left. But what she hadn't thought of is how to survive. She was only seventeen, and still in school, so she couldn't get a job without the school's permission. "..and there's no way in hell I'm going back there..." she murmured to herself.
She pulled out her money. "Hmm...just enough to last me the rest of the week.." she thought as she let out a sigh and began walking further away from her comfortable jail.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Did you get it?" a silver-haired boy asked a girl dressed in skin-tight leather pants and matching leather halter. She had long black hair that flowed to her back, deep yet cold chocolate eyes, milky white skin, and lips painted with black with a red speck on the bottom right.
"Of course I got it...I'm not as incompitent as the flea-bit hanyou." she spat coldly as the person in question glared at her.
"Good..give it to me." The silvered haired boy said, holding out his hands.
"Not until you hold up your end of the bargain, Sesshomaru." she clutched the small velvet bag closer to her.
"Fine, fine..as you wish." he said as he snapped his fingers and two young men, also dressed in black, came to his sides. "Give it to her."
The one on his right walked towards the other, each carrying a small vile, about half the size of an ink pen. One vile was nearly full of a pink liquid, the other one nearly empty of a smokey green. The one on the left handed his vile to the other, who then poured the smokey liquid into the other, then a blinding light was emitted from the tube so that all had to shield their eyes until it faded. Then the man gave it to Kikyo, who capped the noxious-looking concauction and strung it about her neck.
"That is to be administered only under the night of the New Year's Moon. Then, and only then, Kikyo, shall it bring you immortality."
The one known as Kikyo smiled wickedly and turned to the hanyou, who favored Sesshomaru. "Then, my pet, we'lll be together for eternity....just as we were ment to be...just as we 'long' to be." she said as she kissed his cheek, living a black lip-print on his cheek.
'No...just as 'you' long to be, Kikyo...Just as you long to be.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May sound dull and boring and pointless but it leads somewhere. If there's any errors I do not have spell check. My stupid computer only has two writing programs-notepad and wordpad, and neither have spell check.
Comments? Suggestions? Say them out loud.. Flames are welcome, but it doesn't mean they'll be taken seriously.