A/N: This is my third story. Well here I go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, I don't own my future but I do own my freedom. I think...
Warning: Rated for swearing, my dirty little mind, etc. Total OOC in every chappie so yea. Don't mock me!
Summary: She has no friends. She stands alone. She has no family. She stands alone. She is a Vampire. She stands alone. Kagome is a Vampire who has never felt the gift of love or friendship. At least, not that she could remember.
Chapter 1
My Life Story
Have you ever felt alone, lost or just plain unloved? That's how I feel every day, every minute of my life. Of course, you would feel like me, too, if you were a Vampire.
It probably wouldn't have been nearly as bad if my clan hadn't ban me. I had no friends, no family and no where to go. For a while I slept in alleys, behind dumpsters and when it was nice out, on the roofs. Before they ban me, I felt that they were all I had, which was kinda true considering my family was dead. Murdered by the Demons and Werewolves when I was 12 years old. When they were still alive my sister was the most loved, not that I cared, much.
When I was 4 years old and still a mortal, I was experiencing the feeling so many others had been through before me. Replacement. I wasn't really being replaced, it's just that my mother was going to have another child. At first I was thrilled to find out that I was going to have a baby brother or sister but after Kyoko was born, everything changed. I felt like I was being ignored for a while but it didn't really occur to me that my parents had to balance their love between us both.
When mom and dad came home from the hospital and showed me my new baby sister, I took one look and scowled. The babysitter left and mom tried to get my to like Kyoko. No such luck. I wouldn't even look and the poor girl. Over the next year or so Kyoko had gotten into the habit of mimicking me. If I played with a doll, she'd grab the nearest and headless Barbie and copy what I did. If I was eating, she'd cry until she got some applesauce or her bottle. My parents started making jokes about her name like saying it was a good thing they called her Kyoko which in English terms, means mirror.
We grew close over the next year, well, as close as a 2 and a 6 year old can get. But that year was also the year I got blooded. I was sleeping, totally oblivious to the figure outside my window. When he came in and clamped down on my neck all I could feel was pain. It hurt too much to scream, too much to faint, too much to do anything really. In the morning, my parents found me unconscious on my floor and they rushed me to the hospital.
The doctor explained that I would be ok but only because the Vampire that had bitten me had also blooded me. When I woke up I was the happiest child in the world knowing that I was what I had always wanted to become, a Vampire. It took a while to get over the shock but I soon realized that I had a craving and if I didn't nurture that craving, I felt I would die. My father said that I was probably craving blood. No one in my family knew what to do because no one in my family was a Vampire. Except me.
Laying awake in my bed I got fed up and went to suck our bitch-of-a-neighbor's blood. Since I was small I had no problem creeping up on her and biting her neck. It was instinctive to know what to do. Lucky for her I was only a child so I didn't take all her blood, thus, she survived. I was broken hearted by that but lucky me; she moved away right after she got back from the hospital. I was over joyed that she was gone.
Over time I got better at hunting down my prey and by the time I was 10 I was an expert. Every time I went out Kyoko would await my return to hear every single gruesome detail. One day I decided to ask her if she wanted to be a Vampire like me, and, like me, she was over joyed over the concept of it. But mostly over the fact that she got to kill people. The very same night I blooded her and took her out for her first feed. Lets just say that when our parents found out in the morning they weren't too happy.
In my eyes, they shunned both of us and unknowingly made us equals. We were inseparable for the following two years. Then it happened. One night I went out to feed. Kyoko said she wasn't 'hungry' so I went alone. No big deal. When I came back they were gone, the house was a wreak and there was a message in blood on the wall. It was their blood, my family's blood. The message read:
Hello, little Kagome,
you will never see your family again
I could almost feel the chill of their approaching death in the room. It sickened me. I was confused though. What kind of villian leaves a message in blood with no ransom? There was no way to even try to make a sad attempt and save your family? Some villian. Even remembering it now makes me cry, or want to. But since Vampires have some of the same traits as Demons and Werewolves I was able to pick up the scent of some male and a few others.
I forgot to mention that the Vampire that blooded me has kept coming back now and then to check up on me. Apparently he didn't mean to blood me, or even come after me in the first place for that matter. He was just at that desperate point of needing blood and he just happened to find me. He wasn't exactly what you'd call a 'Guardian Angel' or even a close friend but at that point he was all I had. He came in and rescued me from insanity, taking me to the clan. After I recovered a bit he told me who had kidnapped my family. I'm 16 now and even if it happened 4 years ago, I am still to this day hunting down Naraku.
Yep, I think that's a good place to end it. Not too much of a cliffie for you guys, is it? LOL ;D
P.S. If your burn my stories then I'll burn yours. If you have no storie then I'll burn you in future chappies. That is all.