Sorry for the wait but, I am still in England and now have finally gained access to a proper computer. Although it is quite late now seeing as I am going back to America in 5 days (09-22-04). And since my mommy has moved house our computer is all in boxes so I decided I'd better write something here and now as to stop people from wanting to murder me any further. Here goes.

Summary: Kagome moves in with her mother, step-dad and new brother. She gets hit by a bus and wakes up the next day with powers that she definitely did not have before. Is it safe to tell the world about it? If she does, how will the world react and what will they do to her?

Disclaimer: I was in the middle of my plan to take over the world, when I got distracted by something shiny.

I was sitting by myself in the lunchroom thinking about what I had learned. Yes, I learned. It's stuff about my skill. Yes, it is now going to be known as my skill. Not my burden or my really big problem as I wanted to call it. The point is I know things. You see, while I was in Computer Class and the teacher was yammering away about God-knows-what, I decided to take a little journey onto the wonderful World Wide Web and try to figure out what the hell was wrong with little old me.

I found this site called the Paranormal Mysteries and looked to see what those fits of mine were and how in the hell I could stop them. It told me some wonderful things about my little 'mind shifting' as they so wonderfully called it and I learned that I can control it at will if I studied hard enough, although I had to wonder, why would I want to do that?

Sadly enough, the site never told me how to get rid of it. Just to 'embrace the gift I was given.' I would have been able to find out more about my 'gift' had my teacher not suddenly decided to pay attention to what his class was doing and I had to start pretending to do work again. Hot damn.

As I cram a doughnut into my mouth I try to figure out what I can do to get rid of this so called treasure that I possess. It would be nice if I could at least keep standing. I'm going to end up breaking my arm all over again. All this gravity is definitely not good for me. I wish I were born on the moon.

I mindlessly went over what I found out when this boy slid up next to me at my deserted table.

What can I say, privacy is key.

I look over at my intruder and ask, "Who are you and why are you here?" I am never the most polite when someone is invading my space.

"I noticed you sitting all alone over here and was just wondering if you would like some company. It's never good to be alone." That's what he thinks. "By the way, my name is Houjou."

He looked like a nice boy, with brown hair and eyes the same. His eyes were no match for Inuyasha's though. Funny how he got into my train of though all of a sudden.

"Thanks Houjou, but I am fine. Really. Just go on back to your table." I was hoping he was getting the hint but sadly he was not.

"No, that's alright. I think that I'll stay here with you. You are new to this school right? You don't seem to have any friends to sit with so I think that I can be your first." Is he intentionally trying to insult me? I kind of am noticing that he does not think that I can get friends on my own.

"It's ok Houjou." Step out of my box please. "I have friends who should be here any minute now. I really have no need to take you away from your own to sit here with me." Step out of my box and go away please.

"No, please Kagome. I really want to sit with you. It would be a chance to get to know you better. I think that we could become the best of friends." He then shot me his best smile.

There was absolutely no way I was getting rid of this boy in the near future, so I decided I would just live with him invading my space.

And this is where his mouth begins to spout his perpetual nonsence.

Blah, blah, I don't care. Blah, blah, hush… oh, dear. It's cold.

Woo-hoo. I am mind-shifting again. I was just itching for this. I was ready for the whole eyes rolling back into my head and the falling down thing, only that time I tried my hardest not to fall. I was not planning to pass out on the dirty floor of a school cafeteria.

After some struggle, I managed it and was already into my little vision. A street sign that says Beverly Rd…

A watch…

A car driving up with the windows down…

Money is passed in exchange for something in a bag…

Windows roll back up…

Car prepares to drive away…

Another car speeds by…

Only they are not only driving by. They are driving by with guns out.

Shooting starts and the car tries to drive away without getting shot.

Too bad that while they are pulling off a bullet bounces off to the back of the car and…

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Pain like you would never believe courses through me. Excruciating pain the likes of which I had never experienced before.

Suddenly, I am back at my table for lunch and Houjou is still talking. My heart was about to explode from my ribs and my chest burns from where the person in my vision had just gotten shot. There was no way I was going to be able to do anything about what I had just seen. I was going to have to get the police to do something.

I called to Houjou and tried to tell him that I had to go to the bathroom, but he did not seem to be listening.

"… and then the penguin shot the walrus and all was right in the world. It reminds me of this other show that I saw with this..."

"Houjou… Houjou…?" He just kept on talking. I decided that It wouldn't really matter if I told him that I was leaving or not. He wasn't going to realize.

I got up and started walking to a pay phone I had seen somewhere outside of the lunch room.

What was the number for emergencies again? 922… 933… 911? Ah, yes that was it.

I dialed the number and waited for someone to pick up.

A machine picked up. "Our lines are all busy right now. Please wait for the next available person."

Are you even allowed to do that? What would have happened if I had a metal pipe stuck in my neck and blood was squirting out? Every second I would have been on hold would be one second closer to my demise.

And then someone picked up.

"911. This is Mary speaking. Do you need some sort of help?" She sounded like a nice lady, but there was no time for pleasantries. A person was about to get pumped full of lead.

"Hello, Mary? This is Kagome." So much for there being no time for pleasantries.

"Hi Kagome. How may I be able to help you." Yup, just keep on chatting. No rush here.

"Well, there is this guy, you see. And he was in this car, right. And he was… taking something from this other guy who was giving him something from in the car when this other car came and started shooting at the guy and the guy in the car. Well, the guy in the car tried to pull off and the guy that was on the sidewalk talking to him got shot by the guy in the other car, and he dies… but it hasn't happened yet. At least I don't think it did. But you see, someone has to go and help him before he dies. So that is why I called you. This is all happening at Beverly Rd and 26th street. So I would greatly appreciate it if some police cars went over to check and see what is going down over there. Is that alright with you Mary?

"What do you mean that you don't think that it happened yet?" Mary asked.

"Uhm…" Oops. I think I let that slip while I was talking. "No time for questions. Just send out some people and stop a death, ok?"

I didn't even wait to hear if she was going to or not. I just hung up the phone and prayed that someone helped the man. Please, please, please let me have saved a life today.

Luckily, right after that phone call the bell for the end of lunch rang. By then the pains in my chest had stopped and all I had left to do was hope. Please let the stupid American Police System have pulled through. I was not about to let myself go through getting shot – well not really me, but you get what I mean – and then they do nothing. Pain is not fun. When it is happening to me that is.

I am finally finished with this chapter. And now my brain hurts. I have never written an entire chapter in one sitting before. I know it sounds entirely lazy, but it is true.

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If I don't update anytime within the next 4 months, know that I have gotten myself lost under all of the boxes while I was unpacking in my house.

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