AN/ Fun fact: this story is the product of my procrastination haha


Kagome was accelerating towards the ground at a frightening rate. She cursed at the jewel as she panicked on her way down. What was the jewel thinking!? She was nothing more than a miko, a priestess! Even if she were one of the strongest ones known throughout Japan's history, there was no way she would be able to handle the impact of the fall!

She screamed bloody murder as she neared the ground; wrapping her arms around her knees and shutting her eyes in preparation.

And thus, she waited for the impact.

And waited.

And waited.

Finally, after realizing that she had yet to kiss the ground, she slowly but surely opened her eyes and the Shikon priestess was stunned at the sight below her.