Terminal Aggression
By SpikeSmeagleSparklies
What's at stake?
"Inu-yasha!" Kagome yelled, guiding her bike down the rutted roadways of Kaede's village. Where was he? He promised he would wait one moment when she went to go get a special present for him in her time. "Inu-yasha!" she repeated adamantly, bike rolling to a stop at the front door of Kaede's hut.
"What is it, child?" Kaede asked, peering out of the doorway. She looked more haggard than usual—and she had a large expanse of woolen cloth draped across her head, the thinnest hint of blood showing through the durable bandage.
"Kaede! What happened? And where is Inu-yasha?" Kagome hurried to the old woman's side, looking worriedly into her friend's wizened eyes.
Ignoring the first statement, Kaede sighed. "Inu-yasha…left. Who, exactly, are you? And this Kaede you speak of?"
"What? What do you mean? Who am I? Kagome, remember? And YOU'RE Kaede…aren't you? And Inu-yasha, where did he go? Are you sure you're well enough to be standing?" Kagome was confused. What?
"Look yonder." Kaede pointed to the higher half of the village. It was awash in dying embers. There were a few villagers still quenching the flames with water buckets.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Inu-yasha was the one who inflicted such a scar on my humble village. I am the priestess Kikyo."
Kagome took one look at the old woman who she thought was Kaede and fainted.
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Whaddaya think? Next chapter comin' soon I hope.
-Spike