Getting Even by Demonic Host

Chapter one: From the Ashes

Getting Even

Chapter One:

From the Ashes

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A shudder of a heartbreaking sob ran through Kagome as she watched all she knew and loved taken away from her. No it was not her friends, thank god, but her house and shrine. There was no one there, not anymore, as she watched the fire of hate consume her house and all but a few of her belongings. All her clothing, all of her books, her computer, her bed, everything was being taken away from her. The fire slowly consumed what used to be her life as she let everything from her past go.

Yet the one thing she wished it would eat, it seemed to avoid with caution. The well house and the rest of the relics of the past remained whole as though protected by an invisible barrier. With another sob Kagome sank to her knees and gave a lurching cry as she looked to the cinders of her materialistic past.

Now she knew what it must have been like for Sango, to see everything from her life just crumble as she was helpless to save anything. Sango though didn't have a choice; Kagome did and now she felt as though she had made the wrong one as she heard the sirens off in the distance. Someone yelled out for her and she was covered in white and red, shadowed in black as the unconscious world set in.

She mumbled one thing before passing out, "I wish I lived in the past instead."

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The heart broken girl sat up with a gasp and looked around. She gave a sob of thankfulness as she realized that all must have been a dream...just a horrible dream. Her brother, mother and grandfather wasn't really killed by a modern demon; those dreams she'd been having for a month never really happened and she had never set fire to her house. Everything was right in her world except her own internal dilemmas. At least those she could handle, or so she thought.

"Thank god," Kagome breathed out as she slid the thin cover from her body. She looked down with confusion; she didn't remember ever changing into this scratchy, blue checkered Kimono.

"Why are you thanking that geezer?" Inuyasha's rough voice came through the bamboo weaving of the door.

Kagome got up and ran to him as she buried her face in the folds of his fire-rat robes, "Inuyasha!"

"Keh, what are you doing?" Inuyasha barked out as a blush covered his face from embarrassment.

With watery blue eyes and an apologetic smile Kagome looked up at him, "It was all just a bad nightmare, oh Inuyasha I'm so glad everything is back to normal."

"What are you talking about?"

"My family died and the fire at the shrine! Oh it was so horrible Inuyasha, I'm glad it was just a bad dream!"

Inuyasha shifted his weight slightly as he looked uncomfortably down at the crying 17 year old. He held her at arms length for a moment and stared at her with confusion as he looked into her eyes. The half dog demon let go of his friend and turned right around before yelling out for Miroku.

"Oi, Monk I think she's got that amnesia thing you were talking about!" He said as said person came into view.

"Are you sure Inuyasha?"

"Yeah, she thinks it was a dream...she said something about her family and a shrine too."

"Oh dear, poor Kagome..." Sango said as she appeared from the village pathway with Kirara at her heels.

Miroku started to go back into the hut where one confused friend sat and waited for Inuyasha to come back before Sango stopped him. She put a hand on his shoulder and shook her head with a thoughtful, pitying look on her face. The perverted monk nodded in understanding even though no words were said between them.

Sango moved slowly and thought about what to tell her long time friend before she pushed back the screen to Kagome's hut. She walked in with her head up as if nothing was bothering her, but there was something very much bothering her. The once demon slayer stepped over to the slightly crying girl and knelt down.

"Kagome?" She questioned.

"Oh, Sango...it was all just a bad dream, just a bad dream."

Taking a deep breath Sango did the only thing she could, "You're right Kagome; it was all just a bad dream."

Laughing at herself, Kagome whipped away her tears. "Look at me! Getting all worked up for nothing, I can just here Mama now...telling me there is nothing to be upset over. And Souta! He'd have a field day, that little brat."

"Kagome what are you talking about and who is Souta?" Sango blinked at the new revolutions to her friend's 'sickness' as they had taken to calling her condition for the past few months.

"Oh Souta, he's ONLY my brother!" Kagome snapped out with frustration that her best friend wouldn't even remember her brother.

Sango looked down at the angered teen with pity, "Kagome...you don't have a brother, you never had. Your mother left you at the abandoned well when you were four, don't you remember? You promised us you were getting better!"

"What are you talking about?" Kagome asked as she got up with an angered look, "Why did you say that, are you just trying to make me feel worse? Was this Inuyasha's idea? Cause if it was I'll S-I-T him until he can't see straight!"

"No! Kagome!" Sango cried out with confusion as she sat the slightly younger girl back down, "You're not thinking properly, just calm down."

Kagome gave a hiccup as the tears resumed once again, "Can you just take me to the well, please?"

"The wells not there anymore, you asked Inuyasha to destroy it two years ago."

And with that Kagome sat up straight with shock. "What? He destroyed the well? Sango! How could you let him do that, I thought we were friends! That was my only way home and you let him destroy it..."

"You don't understand, this is your home. Listen, you're not from the future or anything like that. Keade found you when you were four sitting by the well and crying because you're father and mother left you there. Keade told us that you said that your mother went home early and then when she left your father told you to wait by the well until he came back."

Sango paused and watched with a heavy sadness as her best friend was consumed by tears. She knew that it was hard to take it all in at once but it might only be the only way Kagome would ever understand.

"And when he didn't come back after a weak you started to cry because you were alone, afraid, hungry and thirsty. Keade found you when she and some of the villagers that accompanied her at that time were out gathering herbs to use for the winter aliments."

"No, you're lying!" Kagome cried out as she pushed her way past Sango, "Stop Lying to me!"

With desperation Kagome ran deep into the forest to where her memory took her. She twisted down a few rough trails and made her own as she headed straight for the well. All the while she cried her heart out, refusing to acknowledge that anything might have happened.

She tripped but didn't let that stop her, even though she had just scrapped up her knee quite a bit, as she continued her flight to the only place that might prove everyone wrong. Kagome smiled with what could be called a happy tone as she figured out that she was very close to the well.

Pushing past the little bit of underbrush she moved away from the tree. Blinking Kagome looked to the middle of the clearing and let out a cry of despair.

The well wasn't anything more then rubble.

Sango was right...

Kagome was wrong...

She never did come from the future...

It was all just a dream.

But why did she still feel as if something was wrong with her life?