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The History Book
Chapter Five – The Battle of Miko's Part One
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Kagome recognized the face instantly. How could one forget a person that brought hate and feared all at once?
"Kishami," she whispered.
'Kishami? Wasn't that the person Kagome was dreaming about?' Inuyasha thought.
She began to smirk at the remembrance, as her sword glittered under the moons light.
"Yes, it's been a long time Kagome…my daughter."
Kagome's face became emotionless when that one foul word (well only foul coming from her mouth) was spoken from Kishami; the one woman that Kagome feared and hated the most in the world.
Kishami's smirk grew wider when she noticed the look on her daughter's face. It was the reaction she was expecting to see from her own. Of course, any person in Kagome's position would have the same reaction. That or fainting. But Kagome knew this woman. This was the person who murdered her loving father, so how could this mad woman be her mother? Weren't mothers supposed to be your loving and caring aid to look up to?
"What's going on Kagome?" Miroku asked, looking between Kagome and the woman who was known as Kishami. The tension in the air between the two was so thick that it could be cut with a knife. They just stared into each other's eyes, as if reading their thoughts. Except Kishami's thoughts seem to bring back happy feelings while Kagome's thoughts brought back living nightmares.
Kagome ignored Miroku's question. She was solely thinking of this woman. She was shaking so hard that even tears couldn't show the fear she felt inside. Sango was there though to calm Kagome down as much as possible. With simple touch to the shoulder it brought Kagome's thought's back to reality.
"Kagome…what's wrong? Do you know her?" Sango asked.
Kagome finally turned away from the woman to look at Sango's worried expression. Inuyasha was still growling at the woman in front of him. When Kagome was about to shakily respond, Kishami interrupted.
"Don't bother Sango. Kagome doesn't know who I am. Except for the fact that I'm her worst nightmare," Kishami snickered.
It was Sango's turn to have a clueless expression. "How did you…?"
"How did I know your name?" she finished. "I know all of your names. Sango, the demon slayer along with her demon cat, Kirara. Miroku, the perverted monk. Shippou, the orphaned fox demon and of course, Inuyasha, the inu-hanyou from the great, not to mention dead, Inutaisho."
"How the fuck did you know my name!" Inuyasha yelled.
"Oh I knew all about you…since the day my daughter met you all."
"Shut the fuck up!" Kagome suddenly yelled.
Everyone turned to see a flustered Kagome. Her fists tightened in anger, her posture becoming rigid, and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets. What surprised them the most was that Kagome just sounded like Inuyasha. She just swore.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Kagome yelled in anger while pointing an accusing finger to Kishami. "Stop calling me your daughter! I'm not yours! My mom is not of this time! She's not even born yet! And why would a bitch like you, call me your daughter? You fucking killed my father! How dare you say it."
Kishami only responded with a roar or laughter.
Inuyasha's anger rose to a dangerous level. He couldn't do anything right now and he felt helpless. Kagome…for some unknown reason is in emotional pain. He didn't know what to do but be angry.
"Why are you laughing!" Kagome yelled out, outraged with her behaviour.
Kishami abruptly stopped her laughter. "I'm laughing because of how stupid you are…you didn't even know that I'm your real mother, and not the little bitch at your home."
Kagome's anger boiled when Kishami cursed her mother. "You can't be my real mother! I don't even know you!"
Kishami smirked. "Of course you don't know me enough to remember me. Your bastard father left me with you when you were only one!"
Kagome was about to respond, retort, and shout out an excuse that this was all just a lie. But memories of her past kept flooding back to her mind, of the day that her father was murdered. It made sense. It all made sense now that she knew what Kishami was talking about then, before she ruthlessly stabbed her father to death.
Miroku and Sango looked at each other, "It can't be true…right?"
Shippou was clinging unto Kirara for support. This conversation was getting too intense for him. He felt such a strong evil energy coming from Kishami. She was not youkai, because she was human, but she was something else. It felt even more scary than Naraku's aura.
Inuyasha saw the expression on Kagome's face, as if she had lost the argument. If Kagome could not back up with a reason, then didn't that mean that Kishami was truly her real mother? He didn't want to believe it.
"Kishami!"
She turned her head to see a frustrated hanyou glaring up at her. "What is it hanyou?"
Inuyasha gave a low growl to the foul name. "Prove it. Prove that you are Kagome's real mother!"
"Okay," she responded. A silent pause was heard after, as if she wanted to make the gang feel anticipated to hear what she had to say. "Kagome…is not Kikyo's reincarnation. I am."
Everyone suddenly had shocked expressions on their faces. Then realization hit them. Kishami…looks exactly like Kikyo. The only difference was that she cut her hair shorter, and instead of bow and arrows, she carried a large samurai sword behind her back.
"I am the reincarnation of Kikyo, which is how I received the priestess powers. I absolutely despised Kikyo, I wanted to be my own. Different, independent, so I trained myself to fight off demons with my sword instead of that bow."
"That still doesn't tell us that your Kagome's daughter!" Inuyasha shouted.
"Fine hanyou," she replied smartly. "Think about it. If I'm not Kikyo's true reincarnation, how else did Kagome get her priestess powers?"
Kagome's eyes widened in surprise. It's true. How else would she have gotten the powers she was gifted with? It had to be through genetics.
"No…"
"Enough talk. I came here for a reason and that is to take your life Kagome Higurashi!" Kishami gave out a fierce battle cry, and unsheathed her sword behind her back. She raised it above her head and, silently chanted something under her breath, and soon a spiral of dark clouds started to spin around the edges of the blade. Suddenly she was charging towards Kagome with the blade pointed towards her neck.
Inuyasha saw the danger that was about to happen and instinctively ran towards Kagome's aid. He positioned himself in front of her, and pulled out the Tetsusaiga.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome cried.
Powerful blades clashed, and sparks flew in the air. Kagome was tossed aside by Inuyasha once Kishami started striking her sword swiftly at Inuyasha, trying to cut him through so she could get to Kagome.
Inuyasha backed off a bit from her sword. Each time their blades touched, he felt a surge go through his sword and into his body. Every time she hit, he felt his hands burn. Something wasn't right. He raised his sword in the air and struck down to the ground while crying out, "Kaze no Kizu!"
Kishami saw the danger and easily did a backflip and jumped away back onto the top of the hill. "Your sword is pretty nice," she commented. "A gift from the great Inutaisho perhaps?"
"This sword is far greater than that pathetic samurai sword you carry," he replied back cockily.
"Oh the sword's blade is not what matters, but the energy put into it. Inuyasha, your hands aren't feeling too good neh?" She asked while she smirked.
Unconsciously, Inuyasha closed his hands into balls of fists to cover up the pain he was feeling.
"Before I kill my own kin, I will destroy you first!" Kishami began charging again.
"KISHAMI!"
Everything stopped. Kishami turned around to find Li standing above the hill.
"What is it Li? It better me more important than this."
The gang looked up to see a tall man, who coincidentally looked like Bankotsu. He seemed to be Kishami's underling servant.
"She's here," Li responded sternly, giving her a serious look.
Kishami understood whom he was talking about and sheathed her sword. She turned back to gang and saw Inuyasha lower his sword a little. "I'll be back soon, so take extra care of her. Until then, you all better watch your backs." And then she left, disappearing under a heavy mist.
Once the evil woman left, Kagome's heart started to breathe again. During the whole time she was here with her, her heart was suffocating, and it weighed her down. If the battle had been any longer, she didn't think she would be able to take it anymore and would break down. Kagome fell to her knees and started crying heavily, her nightmares were coming true. She knew that Kishami was a powerful being. She could feel it, and she didn't want anyone of her friends to get hurt…especially Inuyasha.
Everyone except Inuyasha was instantly by Kagome's side. Each gave her comforting words, or if you were Shippou, you asked what was going on.
"Kagome," Sango assured. "Don't listen to her. It's not possible that a cold hearted woman could birth a beautiful and sweet girl."
"But then, how else would I have gotten my priestess powers?" Kagome said in between choked sobs.
"Maybe you were a reincarnation of another priestess?" Miroku suggested dumbly.
"Kagome. I still don't understand how she could be your mother. Isn't your mother in the present era?" Shippou questioned.
Kagome didn't want to respond or answer anymore of their questions. She didn't know the answer herself. Well she had an idea of how Kishami was her real mother and the one at home wasn't, but she didn't want to admit it, nor believe it.
"Kagome…" Inuyasha murmured. It crushed his heart to see Kagome in so much pain. There she was holding her knees close to her heart, and rocking herself back and forth, as if to make the pain go away, but what hurt him most was that she was crying. He hated it when a woman cried, especially a young girl he cared about so deeply.
"Miroku, Sango, Shippou," Inuyasha said calmly. "I want to speak with Kagome. I'll meet you all back at the hut."
The three looked at each other and agreed. Inuyasha was the only person who could comfort Kagome now. As the three left plus Kirara, Inuyasha gently walked towards Kagome's shaking form.
Kagome heard footsteps coming towards her and knew it was Inuyasha. She didn't want to look at his face right at the moment. She knew he was going to ask a lot of personal questions just like Miroku, Sango and Shippou did, and she didn't want to deal with it with Inuyasha. Kagome hugged herself more tightly, and pulled herself into a tight ball, hoping that he'll get the message and leave her alone. When the footsteps stopped, she continued to hope that he'd leave now, but then she felt warmth around her body. Kagome looked and came face to face with his heaving chest.
"Kagome," Inuyasha spoke as he placed his chin a top her head and began stroking her hair.
"Inuyasha…what are you doing?" Kagome asked timidly. Her crying stopped.
"I know you don't want to hear this from me, and I wish I didn't have to say it, but…she is your real mother," he said slowly.
"How do you…"
"I didn't want to believe her words, but when I took in her appearance better…when we were fighting," he explained. "She looks and smells just like you."
Kagome pulled herself closer to Inuyasha's chest. "I don't want her to be."
"I know. We'll figure this all out."
There was a pause between the two, just supporting each other in whatever way they could. Inuyasha knew the sun was about to rise. It had been a long night, and both he and Kagome needed rest. But he wasn't going to be here, and he'd make sure of that.
He lifted himself and Kagome to a stand, and the two began walking in silence. Just when Kaede's hut was within site, he dragged Kagome to a turn, heading to a new destination.
Kagome looked up to Inuyasha. "Where are we going?"
He didn't respond back. He just kept leading her somewhere else.
Slowly the forest began to clear, and now Kagome knew why Inuyasha took her here.
"The well…" She whispered.
They both walked closer to the lip of the well, and unconsciously they both looked down into its depths. It was dark, but both could still see the dried bones of dead demons.
Kagome turned to Inuyasha, and saw the seriousness in his face. His golden eyes searched for what she was feeling in her brown eyes. He placed a firm grip on her sides, and told her strictly,"Go home."
