Chapter 4
Kagome was shaking in a dark room. She was holding her head in her hands. Her eyes were wide, and they held fear. "W-what's happening to me? What is with all of these images in my head?" she whispered. One image in particular came into her head, an image of a silver-haired, golden eyed man with dog ears. He was holding a woman, a woman who looked much like Kagome, yet, different. The look in her eyes seemed cold and distant. Kagome's eyes seemed lonely and fearful. "Who is he? Why is he and that woman the only person I see? Why do I feel so sad remembering this? Someone, anyone, please help me! I-I don't remember anything!" Kagome broke down, tears were pouring down her face, and her heart hurt so much it felt like it was going to explode. Then she felt something on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Chen. "Oh Chen!" she exclaimed. "I can show you your past Kagome."
He took Kagome's hand and led her to a room. The room was dim; she could make out a majestic red canopy bed. Kagome started to go red. "Don't worry; it's not what you think it is. Go ahead and lie down in it. Pull the curtains closed as well. Kagome did so. Chen started to whisper something that was inaudible.
"Ch-Chen? What is this? What's happening?" Kagome started to get frantic, all of these images that went through her head, "Make them stop! Please!" "It's ok Kagome, you'll be fine. Trust me." "Ok" her cries quieted down to whimpers. Then, silence. "Do you remember now?" "Yes. I remember it all. I'm going to kill him!" Kagome tore down the curtains. Her irises were now the color of blood; her emotions were that of sadness and hatred. "Are you sure you want to kill him?" "Yes" "Then come with me." He led her into a room.
When she came out she was dressed in a lower-cut black kimono with red edges that were higher in the front. It was decorated with a dark pink sash which she used to hold a katana. A bow and arrows were slung across her back. Her hair was put up into a high ponytail with two blade used as pins. She had two more knives stuck up into her sleeves. Vials of different kinds of poison were in a secret compartment within all of the weapons. She was equipped to take action . She was ready for revenge. She was prepared to kill.