Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or Pokemon. Boohoo! *sobs loudly* I want Inuyasha! *crickets chirping.* But Kami…is my creation! hehehe… enough said. On with the story!
Don't forget to give me some feedback as to what might happen next please!
*…*= thinking
italics= flashbacks
Chapter 7
~*Naraku's Castle*~
"If you will help me get that ball, I shall promise to seek out the remaining jewel shards and give them to you."
Naraku's heart nearly stopped, but he caught himself just in time not to show any surprise. "Oh? Really?" he asked as he continued to play with the flesh blob.
"Yes." By now, Kikyo's eyes had grown as cold as Naraku's own.
He stood up. "Very well. Kanna, come here."
The pale girl with inky dark eyes walked over to Naraku. "Show me the girl!" Kanna obeyed. She passed her hands over the mirror to reveal Kami. "Now. Look into her memories, Kanna, and show me what you see that is most dear to her!" Kanna closed her eyes and waved her hands over the mirror again. They revealed a pretty woman who looked very much like Kami, with the same chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. And a name. Miyako.
Naraku tipped his head back and laughed. "How sweet. You may leave, Kanna." She disappeared into the shadows. "Now, we can get to business."
Naraku dipped his hand into the urn full of flesh and drew out more. He molded the formless blobs into the shape of the woman in Kanna's mirror. She lay motionless and naked on the floor. Naraku then blew air out of his mouth onto the woman. She opened her eyes. "Kagura. Dress her." Naraku waved his hand and the woman got up and walked away behind the paper screens where Kagura was waiting. A spider mark was apparent on her back. "Go, Miyako, and bring the ball to me!"
~*Inuyasha and crew's POV*~
"What are you doing?" asked Kami. Kagome stood at the crack in a wall of a nearby village, a kerchief tied around her mouth and a fan in her hand. She was waving incense smoke into the crack.
"We're exorcising a demon," she replied, her voice muffled. "Sango's at the other crack, waiting for it."
"Oh." Kami wandered to the other side of the house, where Sango had her boomerang poised. "Here it is!" she exclaimed, as the demon was driven out. "It's a weasel!" Indeed, jumping out of the crack and hissing angrily at the crew was a long, yellow, red eyed weasel demon. Sango bonked it on the head with the end of her boomerang and killed it. "Done."
"Oh, thank you, milady!" exclaimed the mayor of the village. He handed her a pouch full of coins. Sango smiled. "You're welcome."
"Oi!" called a farmer, running into the fields. "M'lord mayor, we have a visitor."
"Who is it?" asked the mayor.
"A lady by the name of Miyako. Looks to be of noble background too," added the farmer.
Kami wasn't listening. She was watching with a mixture of jealousy and sadness at a little boy who ran inside their hut to his waiting mother at the door. She closed her eyes for a moment, and remembered that fateful day that changed her life forever.
Loud yells. Gunshots. Five-year-old Kami looked out the kitchen window into the still afternoon. She saw her mother lying on the ground, a pool of blood around her.
"M-mommy!" she shouted, racing outside.
"Kami…" Her mother looked at her daughter out of sad eyes. "You have to do Mommy a favor."
"But you're hurt, Mommy, we have to get you to a hospital!"
"Never mind that, dear. You…must take…this Pokeball from my neck and keep it. Run into the woods. Don't come out until the bad people go away and the police come. Can you do that for Mommy?"
"O-okay." Tears came out of little Kami's eyes. "Where are the bad people?"
"Never mind that now. And…whatever you do…never give this Pokeball to anyone else or let anyone use it, understand?"
"Yes mommy." Kami took the Pokeball, kissed her mother for the last time, and ran into the woods surrounding their home. Sure enough, about five minutes later, two cars pulled up. Aqua Head Archie and Magma Head Maxie both raced out of them at top speed and ran to Miyako's side. "Give Team Aqua the Pokeball, woman!" growled Archie.
"No, Magma!"
Archie poked Kami's mother, checking her all over. "Huh. Nice Grunt work. I'm giving a promotion to whoever shot her." He laughed.
"What are you talking about? We were the ones who shot her."
"Shut your face, asshole, she doesn't even have the damn Pokeball!" Archie growled after poking Miyako all over and checking everywhere.
"What? That…that can't be! Our sources said—"
"I don't give a rat's ass about what your sources said! She doesn't have it now!" Archie snorted, then walked back to the car. Maxie cast one last look at Miyako, as though thinking the Pokeball might somehow magically reappear before disappearing into his own car. The two cars shrieked away.
A few hours later, someone did discover her mother's body. It was downhill from there. Kami was found in the woods, the Pokeball hidden in her pocket, and sent to live with her aunt in Olivine City. Her aunt, who knew the secret since her childhood because their line had been chosen to pass it down century after century, took care of Kami and sent her to be a Pokemon trainer on her tenth birthday. Somehow, Aqua and Magma found out her secret again and started pursuing her.
"Kami?"
"Huh? Oh, Kagome!"
"Kami, there's the noblewoman. Isn't she pretty?" Kagome smiled, nodding towards the lady in the kimono walking up the dirt path.
Kami looked and then gasped. It couldn't be…
Hehehe… this was kind of a sucky ending because there were so many clues as to the "mystery lady." Ah well, it explains a bit about the Pokeball, so it wasn't a total waste.
Don't forget to give me some feedback as to what might happen next please!
*…*= thinking
italics= flashbacks
Chapter 7
~*Naraku's Castle*~
"If you will help me get that ball, I shall promise to seek out the remaining jewel shards and give them to you."
Naraku's heart nearly stopped, but he caught himself just in time not to show any surprise. "Oh? Really?" he asked as he continued to play with the flesh blob.
"Yes." By now, Kikyo's eyes had grown as cold as Naraku's own.
He stood up. "Very well. Kanna, come here."
The pale girl with inky dark eyes walked over to Naraku. "Show me the girl!" Kanna obeyed. She passed her hands over the mirror to reveal Kami. "Now. Look into her memories, Kanna, and show me what you see that is most dear to her!" Kanna closed her eyes and waved her hands over the mirror again. They revealed a pretty woman who looked very much like Kami, with the same chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. And a name. Miyako.
Naraku tipped his head back and laughed. "How sweet. You may leave, Kanna." She disappeared into the shadows. "Now, we can get to business."
Naraku dipped his hand into the urn full of flesh and drew out more. He molded the formless blobs into the shape of the woman in Kanna's mirror. She lay motionless and naked on the floor. Naraku then blew air out of his mouth onto the woman. She opened her eyes. "Kagura. Dress her." Naraku waved his hand and the woman got up and walked away behind the paper screens where Kagura was waiting. A spider mark was apparent on her back. "Go, Miyako, and bring the ball to me!"
~*Inuyasha and crew's POV*~
"What are you doing?" asked Kami. Kagome stood at the crack in a wall of a nearby village, a kerchief tied around her mouth and a fan in her hand. She was waving incense smoke into the crack.
"We're exorcising a demon," she replied, her voice muffled. "Sango's at the other crack, waiting for it."
"Oh." Kami wandered to the other side of the house, where Sango had her boomerang poised. "Here it is!" she exclaimed, as the demon was driven out. "It's a weasel!" Indeed, jumping out of the crack and hissing angrily at the crew was a long, yellow, red eyed weasel demon. Sango bonked it on the head with the end of her boomerang and killed it. "Done."
"Oh, thank you, milady!" exclaimed the mayor of the village. He handed her a pouch full of coins. Sango smiled. "You're welcome."
"Oi!" called a farmer, running into the fields. "M'lord mayor, we have a visitor."
"Who is it?" asked the mayor.
"A lady by the name of Miyako. Looks to be of noble background too," added the farmer.
Kami wasn't listening. She was watching with a mixture of jealousy and sadness at a little boy who ran inside their hut to his waiting mother at the door. She closed her eyes for a moment, and remembered that fateful day that changed her life forever.
Loud yells. Gunshots. Five-year-old Kami looked out the kitchen window into the still afternoon. She saw her mother lying on the ground, a pool of blood around her.
"M-mommy!" she shouted, racing outside.
"Kami…" Her mother looked at her daughter out of sad eyes. "You have to do Mommy a favor."
"But you're hurt, Mommy, we have to get you to a hospital!"
"Never mind that, dear. You…must take…this Pokeball from my neck and keep it. Run into the woods. Don't come out until the bad people go away and the police come. Can you do that for Mommy?"
"O-okay." Tears came out of little Kami's eyes. "Where are the bad people?"
"Never mind that now. And…whatever you do…never give this Pokeball to anyone else or let anyone use it, understand?"
"Yes mommy." Kami took the Pokeball, kissed her mother for the last time, and ran into the woods surrounding their home. Sure enough, about five minutes later, two cars pulled up. Aqua Head Archie and Magma Head Maxie both raced out of them at top speed and ran to Miyako's side. "Give Team Aqua the Pokeball, woman!" growled Archie.
"No, Magma!"
Archie poked Kami's mother, checking her all over. "Huh. Nice Grunt work. I'm giving a promotion to whoever shot her." He laughed.
"What are you talking about? We were the ones who shot her."
"Shut your face, asshole, she doesn't even have the damn Pokeball!" Archie growled after poking Miyako all over and checking everywhere.
"What? That…that can't be! Our sources said—"
"I don't give a rat's ass about what your sources said! She doesn't have it now!" Archie snorted, then walked back to the car. Maxie cast one last look at Miyako, as though thinking the Pokeball might somehow magically reappear before disappearing into his own car. The two cars shrieked away.
A few hours later, someone did discover her mother's body. It was downhill from there. Kami was found in the woods, the Pokeball hidden in her pocket, and sent to live with her aunt in Olivine City. Her aunt, who knew the secret since her childhood because their line had been chosen to pass it down century after century, took care of Kami and sent her to be a Pokemon trainer on her tenth birthday. Somehow, Aqua and Magma found out her secret again and started pursuing her.
"Kami?"
"Huh? Oh, Kagome!"
"Kami, there's the noblewoman. Isn't she pretty?" Kagome smiled, nodding towards the lady in the kimono walking up the dirt path.
Kami looked and then gasped. It couldn't be…
Hehehe… this was kind of a sucky ending because there were so many clues as to the "mystery lady." Ah well, it explains a bit about the Pokeball, so it wasn't a total waste.