Kagome goes to Soul Society
Kagome sat at the bottom of the well screaming as she clutched her head. "Stop, please stop!" After a moment, when she realized nothing was happening, she opened her eyes and peered blankly at her surroundings. "Wait, I'm okay?" She looked down at her legs then checked her left arm. "That's so strange. I could have sworn some people were coming after me with various weapons." She climbed to her feet and looked up, squinting as the sunlight hit her eyes. "It must have been a dream. Of course, because who would want to hurt a lovable girl like me?" She smiled to herself and tossed her hair back before bending down to grab her overstuffed backpack. "That's strange," she said as she was unable to locate the pack. "I must have forgotten it in the shrine. Oh, what's this?" Lying in the corner of the well lay a quiver of arrows and a bow. "I wonder how these got here. Oh well, they might come in handy in case the others need me to shoot some evil demon, and with so many arrows I'm sure to hit my mark at least once."
After equipping herself with the weapons, Kagome climbed up the well and stepped out into a very peculiar looking place. She stood on a road lined with many white buildings and walls. "Where am I?" she wondered, walking over to he nearest structure. "Hello! Is anyone home?" She knocked on the door and waited for whoever was inside to come greet her, and perhaps offer her snacks, but when no one came her frustration grew. "Hello?" she called more loudly while pounding on the door. "There's someone out here who's lost and craves sweet things!"
"What was that?" Kagome whirled around and watched as several men in strange black outfits converged in the road where she had just stood.
"I thought I heard someone yelling," one of the men said.
"Do you think it was a ryoka?" another asked.
"I hope so," a third replied as he unsheathed a large blade. "I've been dying to run into one and prove to Zaraki-taichou that no one messes with Squad 11!"
"Excuse me!" Kagome called, startling the men. "Can some of you tell me where I am?"
"Look at her clothes," the first man said, growing excited.
"It's a ryoka!" the second said as he too revealed a sword. "Get her!"
"What?!" Kagome cried as the men charged at her. "How can you want to attack an adorable girl like me?" When she saw that the men hadn't registered her words she took off as fast as a girl in a mini-skirt could run. Kagome zigged and zagged through the numerous connecting streets, weaved in between buildings that sat close together, and almost ran into another group of people wearing the same black garments before finally evading her pursuers by falling into a pit of garbage. "Oh, yuck," she moaned before she covered her nose and mouth to try and drown out the unbearable stench.
"Where is she?" one of the men called from the ledge above the pit. Kagome took and deep, agonizing breath before ducking down deeper into the refuse.
"I don't see her," the man continued as he quickly glanced down at the pit. "She's not anywhere!"
"Oh, Zaraki-taichou's gonna be pissed," anther moaned as the group wandered back the way hey came.
"Gross!" Kagome squealed after they were gone. "I have to find some nice, sane person who likes schoolgirls!" She pulled herself up and stepped onto the road before examining her outfit. "They're all ruined! My shoes, my bow-my skirt!" She moaned as she tried and failed to remove a large, greasy brown mass from said article of clothing. "Not my skirt! I need that to entice Inuyasha! Oh, those men in black are going to pay!" She gripped her bow tightly and removed the vegetable peelings from her quiver before storming off in the same direction she'd been chased.
"Once I get my hands on those guys," she muttered as she stomped down the street. The buildings around her were shaking slightly as tiny particles of spirit energy were being sucked off, but Kagome took no notice as her mind craved vengeance for the grave offense of ruining her outfit. "Aha, there's one now!" she yelled triumphantly as a man in black stepped into her field of vision only a few yards in front of her. "I've got you!" She charged toward the man, here eyes blazing, before skidding to a halt. "Who are you?"
The man turned around, and the handsome face and dark eyes that peered at her took Kagome aback. Long black hair partially held back with a strange white hairpiece fell upon soft blue material wrapped around his broad shoulders. Visible at his side was the hilt sword, which he lightly touched with a hand covered in a white, fingerless glove.
"So dreamy," Kagome thought before remembering that she was wearing a layer of garbage. Quickly she tried to rid her skin and clothing of the clinging remnants of the landfill before looking up at the mysterious stranger again.
"I could really use some help, if you know what I mean," she said, trying to sound seductive. To Kagome's astonishment, the young man turned and walked away without saying a word. "Hey, that wasn't very nice," Kagome huffed as she ran to catch up with the man. Instantly his speed increased and she growled. "Come back here! Listen when someone is talking to you!" She jogged even quicker in hopes of catching the handsome fellow when he turned down an alley.
"Yes! A dead end!" Kagome beamed as she turned down the same alley but froze after finding herself alone. "Where did you go?" she called, scanning the area until she noticed something stirring on the roof of a building. "There you are!" The young man gave her the merest of glances before he vanished without a trace. "No! Come back here and acknowledge my existence!" When she received no response, Kagome growled and kicked at the wall of the nearest building, knocking loose another shower of spirit particles in the process. "Fine, go. I don't need you! I have three guys fighting for me already!"
"Well, well, what have we here." Kagome gasped and whirled around before she covered her mouth in horror. An enormous man with numerous spikes in is brown hair, an eye patch, and a worn, jagged-edged sword in his massive palm was grinning down at her. "I knew if I kept running I'd find a ryoka."
"See, wasn't I helpful, Ken-chan?" a bubbly girl with pink hair popped up on the enormous man's shoulder and smiled widely.
"Yeah, Yachiru," the man said, also grinning. "Good work."
"W-what do you want with me?" Kagome asked, backing away from the bizarre duo.
"What do you think, ryoka?" he asked as he took a step closer. " I want to test your abilities."
"I can sense a lot of spirit energy from her, right Ken-chan?" Yachiru hopped down and bounded over to Kagome, who was surprised to see that she was close to Shippo's size.
"Yeah. She's bursting with spirit energy." He lifted his blade, but lowered it again after realizing the girl was aiming a bow and arrow at him.
"S-s-s-stay back," Kagome said, trying not to sound as scared as she felt, and failing. "I'm warning you, mister. If you bring that sword any closer to me, I'll… hit you a lot!" To her consternation the large man threw back his head and laughed uproariously.
"Yes, that's it!" he cried, while Yachiru giggled and clapped her hands. "Show me your power, ryoka! Stab me! Make me bleed! I'll even let you go first!" He pulled open the top of his robes to reveal a well-muscled chest.
"P-pervert!" Kagome screamed as she released an arrow. It flew well over the spiky-haired man's head and he watched it sail into the side of a building. "Oops," Kagome said sheepishly. "My fingers slipped. Let me try again." She reloaded her bow and once again aimed at the massive man. This time the arrow flew directly into his chest and Kagome jumped up and down in excitement. "I did it! I really hit you! Why aren't you bleeding?" Kagome watched with horror as the man plucked the arrow from his chest and brought it close to his visible eye.
"What kind of weapon is this?" he asked before crushing the arrow in his fist. "I am disappointed, ryoka. Your power is far less than I had hoped for." Once again he lifted his blade and pointed it toward Kagome. "Now it's my turn to strike."
'No!" Kagome screamed as she turned in search of a place to escape. She had forgotten that she was standing in an alley from which there was no escape. Hoping to plead with the insane man, Kagome looked back in time to watch the blade travel into her chest and then out again. Blood spurted from the wound and she coughed up even more before crumpling to the ground. Kenpachi shook the blood from his Zanpakuto while Yachiru stood over the dead girl.
"Stupid!" she said before kicking Kagome in the face. "That's for not playing well with Ken-chan!"