-1You know, dying doesn't hurt at all. I don't know what the big deal is. Although , it was fairly disgusting. I could hear my neck break, feel hot sticky blood mixing with my hair and seeping out of my ears, and I could swear I could feel my brain squish into ….well just squish. Now my whole body felt numb. I wasn't sure where the hell I was.

I had always believed in some sort of after life so maybe this was it. Everything was pitch black so I opened my eyes to find myself…

In my bedroom.

That couldn't be right could it? Had I dreamt it all? No it seemed to real. I reached over to grab the phone. I needed to call someone. Anyone. I didn't care. But when I went to pick it up my hand sort of went through the phone.

Fuck.

I started to freak out. I mean logically speaking I must have been a ghost and my spirit had somehow drifted into my apartment. Was I supposed to haunt it forever? No way was I doing that, how boring would that be? I mean scaring every poor person that dared to move into my place? Popping up in their cereal, switching around their shoes, turning the sofas upside-down , no thank you.

When I looked down at myself I noticed I was still wearing my dress. It didn't even looked damaged from the accident, in fact nothing about me said I had just been the victim of a major accident. My body had not one bruise or scratch and my brain definitely didn't feel squished. I looked into the mirror- I had a reflection which I thought was a pretty good sign- and saw that I was pale as a ghost. Fuck, I was a ghost.

I heard the door unlock and started to panic. Who the hell could have been coming into my apartment? I thought about grabbing something heavy that I could of chucked at a burglar if needed be, but decided against it.

1) I couldn't exactly hold on to something, and

2) I was dead what harm could someone actually inflict on me?

I then proceeded to walk towards my kitchen where the noise was now coming from. I saw a young woman with dark brown hair that was tied high on her head ,and she also had the prettiest violet eyes, and wait a second where those wings sticking out of her back?

She turned around and looked me over quickly.

"Hi Kagome, I'm Sango ", she said cheerfully with a wide smile adorning her face.

I didn't even feel like getting into how she would possibly know my name, "Charmed. Sorry for asking this but what are you?".

"An angel of course, couldn't you tell by the wings?" , she said it as though it were almost obvious that I should expect an angel in my kitchen who was now, by the way, eating one of my granola bars.

"Ok then, why are you here?"

" I came to get you!"

"Get me? Where in the world could we possibly be going?"

"Well, nowhere in the world actually, more like above the world"

"Huh, no shit? So were going to heaven?"

She started laughing. I couldn't understand why. It wasn't as if I were going to hell…was I?

"There is no heaven, that's just something people make up, same goes for hell. Meanwhile God and Satan do exist. Same for angels and demons. We just all sort of…cohabitate", she finished thoughtfully.

I didn't really feel like asking questions. I was basically sure I didn't want to know. I would just fallow this angel chick wherever she led me. She obviously had more experience being dead then I did. Sango then proceeded to grab onto my hand. Then we started spinning out of control. All I could see were flashing lights and it was freezing cold.

When my head stopped throbbing from the "ride" over I took in my surroundings . I was in a city. A huge white city. And here I was in a red dress, talk about clashing. Off in the distance I could see houses, building, and parks.. And all around me where people. Loads of people, all dead I assumed. Noticing their entirely white outfits I sighed, 'I see THEY'VE gotten the "all white" memo'.

"Welcome to the after-plane", Sango said grinning at me.

The after-plane? Oh well, I'd make fun of that later, for the moment I was pretty much speechless, all I could say was some sort of sound that sounded like a "buh". Then I heard another voice.

"Hello Sango dearest", I turned around to see a monk with dark hair and pretty purple eyes.

Then he proceeded to grope Sango's derrière, and then she slapped him so hard if he weren't already dead that would have killed him. A monk sexually harassing an angel. Now I'd seen it all.

Then the monk finally seemed to notice me, "And who or what might you be", he asked in what I supposed was supposed to be a suggestive tome.

"Kagome Higurashi a.k.a. Out of your league "

"I'm Miroku, I'm one of God's advisers", he said ignoring my comment and looking quite smug. God had a pervert for an advisor, oh goody. " He actually sent me over here himself to come and get you".

"All right then", basically at this point I wasn't believing anything I was so sure this was all some sort of dream and that at any second I would wake up laughing hysterically when I recalled the look on the angel's face when the monk had grabbed her.

He touched my shoulder and before I knew it I was spinning around again like I had been with Sango. I was proud that I had kept my lunch down when we finally stopped whirling and twirling.

"God, you really should warn me before you do that", I said , my irritation clearly coming out in my voice.

" I'll be sure and do that miss Higurashi", I spun around to see the big guy himself.

He didn't look like the God you would see in cartoons. He kind of looked like my uncle Norm. Looked to be in about his 50's, dressed in a suit, with sparse, greying hair on top of his head, and ew was that a comb over?

"Thank you Miroku, Sango, you may both leave now. I need to talk things over with miss Higurashi", the other two nodded and left. God turned to look me in the eye, " I've been keeping a close eye on you since you were born Kagome, so has Lucifer".

"Oh and why is that?", I was genuinely interested for once in my life. I mean., what the fuck? I had been getting spied on for the last 23 years by God and Satan?

Where they able to see me in the shower? Gross.

" Well, see, your birth was foretold, so was your death. You my dear are an angel, but not just any angel. You Kagome Higurashi are the angel of light."

"WHAT? But how can that be? Me an angel? And 'of light' what the hell does-", my ranting was cut off.

" Kagome, this means that you have the ability to save people from death, bring them back to life, destroy evil"

I couldn't help but snort. This was such a load of bullshit. It had to be.

"Do not take this lightly Kagome. Many people and demons will likely want to test your abilities. I believe in you because it was foretold. Not everyone thinks like that though. Some may want to kill you", he finished very seriously.

"What? Kill me? Why? What did I do?", I was panicking. Who wouldn't ? I had just been told demons might want to murder me….hey wait a second wasn't I already dead? " Hey, how can they kill me? I'm already dead aren't I?".

" Well not exactly, somehow when you died some of your soul stayed in your body. To completely destroy you, one would have to pierce your heart with metal. Then your soul would simply cease to exist"

That sounded like Chinese to me, but I still nodded as if to say I understood. Who could of possibly understood that? It was mental…

"So what am I supposed to do?", I asked.

"Protect your body Kagome", God replied.

"How? Where is my body anyway?"

"In my basement"

"Oh..WHAT?"

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Sorry this chapter kind of sucked. It was just to give you guys some information on what the plot might be. I brought in Sango and Miroku and don't worry Inuyasha should be along shortly! I'm not quite sure how I'm going to make them meet yet….. Anyways review!

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