Escaping Death

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Disclaimer- I do not own Inuyasha.

Summary- Kagome is an average girl. But after a strange online conversation, a psychotic killer wants HER to choose his victims. She can't escape, not without sacrificing everyone she loves. So what can she do?

I hate to inform you all of this, but Broken Hearts is on hold for right now. I have lost interest in it, and I also have writer's block, but it will be back in progress before too long. I apologize sincerely to all of the fans of that story. Please bear with me. Thank you.

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Escaping Death

Chapter Eighteen

Kagome looked over her shoulder apprehensively to make sure no one was there. After her little make-out session with Inuyasha, both he and her mother had gone to bed. If he hadn't been asleep, Kagome wouldn't have minded if he was there, reading over her shoulder as she told Death about the next person to kill. But it was her mother she was looking out for. She had gone this long without revealing to her that she was secretly aiding a killer.

Miko17: Hiten.

Death986: As you wish.

She lowered her head and released the lungful of air she had taken in just moments before sending the message. "I'm sorry." She said, as if Hiten and his family could hear her. Then she typed another message before he could have time to sign off.

Miko17: Why are you doing this?

Death986: I've told you. I love this game. And you're so fun to play with.

Miko17: But still. You could find someone else who is just as fun as I am.

Death986: What are you suggesting?

She could try it. She could tell him to ram that knife up into its proper place -- his ass. She could see what his response would be. Perhaps she would free herself from this hellish torture. She wouldn't mind if she said that she wanted him to leave her alone and use someone else and he did so, no strings attached. But what if his next "player" chose her as a victim? Or her friends? What if he told his next "player" that she was the one who'd had one of their friends killed and they chose her out of anger?

Miko17: Nothing.

Death986: You were implying that you want to be left alone, is that it?

Miko17: No.

Death986: Of course it is, Kagome. You can't hide it from me.

Miko17: Just shut up and go kill Hiten already. I don't feel like dealing with you tonight.

And it was true. She just wanted to crawl into her bed, roll up into a ball of misery and self-pity, and sleep. But the longer he talked about the truth of how she felt, but couldn't reveal, the longer she was going to be awake, sitting at her computer.

Death986: Now, now, Kagome. You've never told me to 'hurry up and kill someone.' You must be very upset about something. And I'm willing to bet that that something is me. Is it not?

Miko17: Just shut up already. I am so sick of you and your twisted game.

MIKO17 HAS LOGGED OFF.

'I hate him,' Kagome repeated in her mind over and over again as she changed into her pajamas. She turned to glare at her clock and the bold, red numbers read ten-thirty. 'God, it's so early. I'm not even tired.'

The phone rang. Kagome froze. She turned to look at it with wide, horrified eyes.

'If I don't get it, it'll wake Inuyasha and mom,' She realized. It rung again. She dove for it and picked it up on the third ring. "Hello?" Her voice was quivering more then she would've liked. If she was going to take charge with this Death guy, she was going to have to expel all the fear inside of her.

The voice on the other end, however, was shaking a lot more than hers. "Kagome?"

"Sango? What is it?"

"It's him, Kagome. He's after me." Her voice sounded as if it were wracking hysterically from sobs. "I'm next. I know I am."

"Whoa, slow down. What's going on?" Kagome was confused. Was Sango just flipping out due to the fact that she was alone -- other than her father and brother -- or did something actually happen to make her think this? "What do you mean?"

"He was here!" Sango shrieked into the phone. She yelled so loud, Kagome had to pull the receiver from her ear. Obviously, Sango didn't care about letting everyone in the neighborhood know about Death paying her a visit.

When it was safe to put the phone back to her ear, Kagome did so and asked, calmly, "When? What did he do?"

"He was outside my window last night. And he made a motion with his fingers." Sango hiccupped. "He said he's watching me, Kagome. I'm next. I know I am."

Kagome was at a loss for words. She could understand him lurking around Inuyasha's property, threatening him with that hunting knife and saying, "I'm watching you." Especially since he had just practically murdered his brother.

But Sango? Why Sango? As far as she was concerned, she was helpless and wasn't much of a threat. Maybe that was why. Maybe he liked messing with helpless girls' minds. But this didn't seem like the Death she was accustomed to. He like her because of her resilience, not her helplessness.

"What was he wearing?" Kagome impetuously found herself asking.

Sango sniffled. "What's it matter? I'm dead either way."

"Maybe not." Kagome replied. "What was he wearing?"

"A thick, camouflage coat, baggy jeans, and a winter mask." Sango described. "He had a hunting knife and an ax."

Kagome stiffened. Whoa. An ax? Since when had that gotten into the picture? "What time was this?"

"I don't know." Sango paused thoughtfully, sniffing again. "Right after you logged off."

Kagome tensed. 'All right,' she said to herself. 'It's not him. It had to have been his partner. They split up to scare the wits out of you two and it only worked on one of you.'

"Miroku doesn't believe me, Kagome," Sango rasped pitifully. "He said he was doing it to scare me."

"It's because he is." Kagome said. "That wasn't Death you saw, Sango. It was his partner. Death was here last night, at the same time his buddy was at your house. Death has no intention of killing either one of us. He knows that the only way to keep me playing is to keep you, Inuyasha, and Miroku alive."

"Are you sure?" Sango asked, the skepticism evident in her voice.

"I'm positive. I wouldn't tell you this if I wasn't." Kagome peeked out the windows. No sign of him. "Now go to bed and rest."

Instead of doing as Kagome had advised, Sango asked, her voice sounding somewhat distant, "What are we going to do, Kagome? How are we going to get away?"

Kagome was speechless. It was a question she hadn't prepared to have thrown at her. She hadn't thought about it, even though it had been at the front of her mind for so long, which was why she said what she said, "I don't know. But we'll figure it out. I promise. Now please go to bed and rest. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Sango seemed somewhat satisfied and said, "Fine. Bye." And hung up. She hadn't said it in a mean way, or anything.

Kagome sighed and placed the phone back into its cradle. 'Poor Sango. I dragged her into this. Well, actually it was Death's fault for leaving that stupid note with Koga's body, but still. I feel so bad for her.'

She crawled into bed and, after lying there for a few moments, forgot about her sympathy for Sango and drifted off to sleep.

Note- There. Sorry it was so short…again. And this time it was also uneventful. But the next chapter or two should be full of surprises. Well, if everything goes the way I planned. So please leave a review. I love all of you!