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summery: When a mysterious girl pops out of the well, she claims to be Kagome's daughter! Something went horribly wrong there and now she has to correct it to save Kagome. Who's behind all this? Her father isn't who you think it is. InuKag MirSang

On with the Fic!


"Mom!"

A young half demon girl was running like hell though a field like death was on her tail, because her mother was face down in the dirt in a cave.

If hell and horror had a face, it would belong to her mother. She had bruises all over her body. Some old, some new, some yet to be seen or just fading away, but all of them wrecked the young girl every time she saw them. Her mother had been dressed in what amounted to a very reviling cloth wrapped around her body, as though the world had put this family's horror on display.

What mattered was that this didn't help cover the blood dripping from the new wounds. It never did.

That was the point.

"Don't worry about me." her mother was able to mutter out in the arms of her frightened daughter.

"No, this is not okay." She glared as her hands moved in from comfort to hesitant first aid. "I'm fed up with this. There's only one way to change this."

The girl gently laid her mother down on the ground next to her after finishing what little and questionably effective first aid she had learned over the course of her life.

"Mom, you said that there is a well in the forest, right? It transports you between this time and a time you most needed in, right?" She pulled a bow and some arrows from under some straw that she had slept in before.

Life is tough living in a cave with wolves. But then again, it's the only life she's ever known; giving her the undeniable life theory that you should be as armed as possible when you sleep with wolves.

"Yes, what are you-" she was cut off by her daughter's finger on her lips. Her daughter's smile was one of the very few things in the universe that could make her stop for a moment.

"Shh..." she pulled out a sword to show her mother. Her smiled shined just as the blade had in the sunlight.

"That's the..." Her mother began again only for a hand to cover her mouth.

"I know what it is. I'm going to stop this all from happening." she said as she slowly crept along the wall to the exit of the cave while tying the sword to her leather skirt. Multitasking was also something you learned from wolves.

"Be careful baby." The woman whispered to her daughter as she left the cave.

Don't worry, Mom she thought as she ran through the forest in front of her. I'm going to save you, you friends, and the one who should be my father.

The ground flew under her feet and the air rushed beside her. She was running as fast as she could down a familiar path that she had always marked for salvation. She didn't feel a bit of pain or sensation as got closer and closer to the well; all that addrenalin and promised relief was coursing through her body as though she was watching herself make these moves rather than doing it herself.

As her thoughts started to drift, several chains wrapped around her both her arms and legs. It was one of those terrible moments when you can watch something terrible happen to you and not be able to resond fast enough.

"What the hell?" she yelled as she felt familiar sharp claw marks swipe along back.

No! she thought as her knees hit the ground. I'm not going to let him be take hold of me like he did my mother. Not today! Not now!

The chains had left her arms and legs when she finally laid on the ground, but all she could was the pain from her back. The blood staining the grass as her body scrambled to keep it in. She breathless, helpless, and very easy prey for a wolf.

"That will teach you for trying to escape from me." The voice of her father came over her like there was no return. It was the voice of despair, hopelessness and pain.

Two of her father's comrades came to pick her up, she knew their hope was that she was still alive. Those two were, by and large, the very few people that had prevented her from becoming a sociopath.

"Leave me alone." she shot out bitterly as she felt them come closer. "If you value your life, you'll back away from me."

She pulled her elbows in and used them to prop herself up; which may have aggravated the new wounds in her back.

"Strong are we?" he said cracking his knuckle "Looks like someone needs a second round of punishment."

"Not on my mother's life!" she yelled as she flipped herself over and drew the sword. She grinned as what she now realized to be a whole pack of people back off from the sight of it.

"You don't know how to use that." Her father glared at her.

"Don't really need to, do I?" She responded as she summoned a second round of adrenaline to her system.

She was in no condition to run, so she jumped as high as the demon blood running though her veins would allow. Which, by laws of demonhood, could at least clear the average size of a convenience store, not that she knew what one of those things were.

The well she thought as she looked into a clearing. She could see from where she was. It had to be it. It was the only one out here.

If she landed inside, she could save her mother's life.

If she didn't, she easy prey for a wolf pack and its leader to rip her and her mother apart in every possible way until they were both dead or wanted to be.

She angled herself just right. She was 20 feet above it.

Just a little more she thought

10 feet above the well. Closer, just a little bit closer.

As her head disappeared into the well, she felt a chain snap around her wrist. A single strand of her life holding her back.

Horror painted her face as she looked at what was holding her in place.

"I have her!' she could hear one man say. The sound of trust shattering as she recognized the voice as someone she used to know.

On some rough primal instinct, she instantly understood why he had done it, which made her want to drown herself in her own tears when it clicked. Her father was going to transfer her punishment to anyone who didn't bring her back.

And there was a pack of them.

She was so close, too close. She was told that she had to touch the bottom for the spell on this thing to work.

"I am so sorry." She whispered as she took the sword and slashed the chain making her fall, deeper and deeper into the well and seamlessly disappearing from their reality.


Author's Notes:

Well how do you like it? I'm a new writer and I 150 % suck at fanfiction.

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