Wow, finally got some good news ^-^! Thanks so much to all who reviewed! I will try to keep my updates to every two to three days, but it depends on what I'm doing, really. By the way, this is just a side story I'm writing; I'm basically just making it up as I go along. Please forgive me if thus the quality is...lacking. I put most of my effort into an incomplete original work. Thanks and enjoy!
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Kagome sat in the dark quiet room. The candle had burned out a few hours ago. The two small windows were her only source of light. 'It must be getting late' she thought quietly. The light was beginning to grow weak as the sun set outside. The soup and bread still sat on the table beside her bed, Jaken had brought it in grudgingly, but she hadn't reacted. He was obviously not that enthused about being assigned to take care of yet another human. Especially one who had hit many times with various objects, and was responsible for most of his beloved Lord's failures to take Inu yasha's sword.
She blinked her eyes and focused on the dimming light that shown through the window closest to her bed. Slowly she moved herself around so that her feet touched the floor, and she raised herself into a sitting position. Making careful movements, she tested her aching legs. They wobbled dangerously under the weight but she managed to teeter over to the window. As she looked out she realized she was high in the upper rooms of, what looked to her, nothing short of a medieval castle. The sun was setting over the trees that blanketed the land, and it painted the sky a dark red. Blood red. The same color as Inu yasha's blood...the same color as her blood. She let herself slip into thought. Her eyes went distant and she recounted the events that had changed her life so drastically only a day or so before.
They had finally found Naraku. They had him cornered, all of his minions were defeated but one and she would be no help to him. Inu yasha, Miroku, Sango, and Kouga, together they had one by one brought Naraku's forces down. Now it was her turn to shine. She readied her bow, and beside her she heard some one else do the same. She turned and was awestruck to see Kikyo beside her, fighting with her. But she was happy; with their combined forces, Naraku didn't stand a chance. This was it, she pulled back and let her arrow fly, and Kikyo did the same. The twirling colors of pink and blue formed one, glimmering purple light as they closed in on him. They watched as it connected with its target, he let out a scream filled with an agony so great, it was sure to surpass the misery of every one of his victims; a justly deserved fate. And he was gone. He was finally gone. She could have wept for joy. She watched her friends go over to the place where that devilish being once stood. The silver-haired boy searched the ground and brought up in his claws a shimmering pink dot. Kagome smiled, it was the shikon jewel. It was their future. That was when everything went so very wrong.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kikyo ready her bow once more. She didn't have the chance to do or say anything as she watched that dazzling blow streak fly towards its prey. It found its mark, and she heard the pained scream of a demon boy. She didn't want to see she didn't want to know. But her eyes betrayed her as they focused on his fallen form. Inu yasha lay there, he did not move. Blood trickled slowly down as she ran to be by his side. She fell to her knees and threw her arms around him. "Ka...gome...you were always there. You made my life complete...please don't cry. Here..." He handed her a beautiful pink orb, so close to completion. "The shikon jewel...I want you to know...I would have been human.... for you..." his voice faded. Kagome buried her face in her hands, but she couldn't hold back the tears. "No... Inu yasha, no..." Then she heard it, laughing. That monster was laughing. She brought her eyes up to focus on a girl that looked so unbearably like herself. Kikyo's delicate face had an insane grin smudged across it. Her eyes lacked a soul as she stood there laughing. Kagome stood; her knees trembled with sorrow, and now, rage. Her eyes screamed hatred as she drew another arrow. She did not think anything as she drew back that bow. Nor did she feel pity or guilt when she watched her own pink missile tear through Kikyo's heart. The laughing stopped and Kagome's mind seemed to return as she watched Kikyo fall. She was dead before she hit the ground.
Kagome's bow slipped silently from her hand. Her jaw dropped, what had she done? She turned to her friends. Miroku and Sango's jaws were set tight in identical disbelief. Kagome, a pure, good-hearted girl, had just killed. Shippo's stare hurt the most. It was an accusing look of amazement. This wasn't possible. The girl he knew so well, the girl he thought of as a mom; his Kagome would have never killed.
The rain was starting to fall now, and thunder echoed in the background. Two streams of blood painted the ground around Kagome's feet. Koga began to walk forward. To him she had done nothing wrong. Out of character, yes, but not wrong. She would not let him come though. She looked from each body to the other; the tears flowed down and fell into the bloody streams of rain. She turned and ran. And she kept running. She had just lost the most important thing in the world. On top if that she had killed. It was different to take down the mindless demons that threatened villages. It was different to destroy such evil as Naraku. But Kikyo...she was not evil. She was just a lost girl who had gone through too much misery for one soul. But Kagome could not forgive what she did. Senseless murder could not be forgiven. She took in a gasp and quickened her pace as if trying to run from the own truth in her head. Was she not the same as Kikyo herself?
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So what'd you think? The more reviews I get the more work I'll put into this fic. Once again, thank you so much to those who did review! I promise to get another update soon!
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Kagome sat in the dark quiet room. The candle had burned out a few hours ago. The two small windows were her only source of light. 'It must be getting late' she thought quietly. The light was beginning to grow weak as the sun set outside. The soup and bread still sat on the table beside her bed, Jaken had brought it in grudgingly, but she hadn't reacted. He was obviously not that enthused about being assigned to take care of yet another human. Especially one who had hit many times with various objects, and was responsible for most of his beloved Lord's failures to take Inu yasha's sword.
She blinked her eyes and focused on the dimming light that shown through the window closest to her bed. Slowly she moved herself around so that her feet touched the floor, and she raised herself into a sitting position. Making careful movements, she tested her aching legs. They wobbled dangerously under the weight but she managed to teeter over to the window. As she looked out she realized she was high in the upper rooms of, what looked to her, nothing short of a medieval castle. The sun was setting over the trees that blanketed the land, and it painted the sky a dark red. Blood red. The same color as Inu yasha's blood...the same color as her blood. She let herself slip into thought. Her eyes went distant and she recounted the events that had changed her life so drastically only a day or so before.
They had finally found Naraku. They had him cornered, all of his minions were defeated but one and she would be no help to him. Inu yasha, Miroku, Sango, and Kouga, together they had one by one brought Naraku's forces down. Now it was her turn to shine. She readied her bow, and beside her she heard some one else do the same. She turned and was awestruck to see Kikyo beside her, fighting with her. But she was happy; with their combined forces, Naraku didn't stand a chance. This was it, she pulled back and let her arrow fly, and Kikyo did the same. The twirling colors of pink and blue formed one, glimmering purple light as they closed in on him. They watched as it connected with its target, he let out a scream filled with an agony so great, it was sure to surpass the misery of every one of his victims; a justly deserved fate. And he was gone. He was finally gone. She could have wept for joy. She watched her friends go over to the place where that devilish being once stood. The silver-haired boy searched the ground and brought up in his claws a shimmering pink dot. Kagome smiled, it was the shikon jewel. It was their future. That was when everything went so very wrong.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kikyo ready her bow once more. She didn't have the chance to do or say anything as she watched that dazzling blow streak fly towards its prey. It found its mark, and she heard the pained scream of a demon boy. She didn't want to see she didn't want to know. But her eyes betrayed her as they focused on his fallen form. Inu yasha lay there, he did not move. Blood trickled slowly down as she ran to be by his side. She fell to her knees and threw her arms around him. "Ka...gome...you were always there. You made my life complete...please don't cry. Here..." He handed her a beautiful pink orb, so close to completion. "The shikon jewel...I want you to know...I would have been human.... for you..." his voice faded. Kagome buried her face in her hands, but she couldn't hold back the tears. "No... Inu yasha, no..." Then she heard it, laughing. That monster was laughing. She brought her eyes up to focus on a girl that looked so unbearably like herself. Kikyo's delicate face had an insane grin smudged across it. Her eyes lacked a soul as she stood there laughing. Kagome stood; her knees trembled with sorrow, and now, rage. Her eyes screamed hatred as she drew another arrow. She did not think anything as she drew back that bow. Nor did she feel pity or guilt when she watched her own pink missile tear through Kikyo's heart. The laughing stopped and Kagome's mind seemed to return as she watched Kikyo fall. She was dead before she hit the ground.
Kagome's bow slipped silently from her hand. Her jaw dropped, what had she done? She turned to her friends. Miroku and Sango's jaws were set tight in identical disbelief. Kagome, a pure, good-hearted girl, had just killed. Shippo's stare hurt the most. It was an accusing look of amazement. This wasn't possible. The girl he knew so well, the girl he thought of as a mom; his Kagome would have never killed.
The rain was starting to fall now, and thunder echoed in the background. Two streams of blood painted the ground around Kagome's feet. Koga began to walk forward. To him she had done nothing wrong. Out of character, yes, but not wrong. She would not let him come though. She looked from each body to the other; the tears flowed down and fell into the bloody streams of rain. She turned and ran. And she kept running. She had just lost the most important thing in the world. On top if that she had killed. It was different to take down the mindless demons that threatened villages. It was different to destroy such evil as Naraku. But Kikyo...she was not evil. She was just a lost girl who had gone through too much misery for one soul. But Kagome could not forgive what she did. Senseless murder could not be forgiven. She took in a gasp and quickened her pace as if trying to run from the own truth in her head. Was she not the same as Kikyo herself?
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So what'd you think? The more reviews I get the more work I'll put into this fic. Once again, thank you so much to those who did review! I promise to get another update soon!