InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ A Taste Of Power ❯ After Story Confusion ( Epilogue )

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Epilogue: After Story Confusion

"That's IT?" A woman in her mid thirties jumped away from the wall she had been leaning against. Her curly white hair was teased up behind her curled bangs. Her dark pink eyes flashed in her very pale face when she yelled. She was wearing a black leather miniskirt and matching jacket, with a red shirt underneath, her high heals clicked on the stone floor of Gabriella's room as she moved toward the young Writer of Histories'. "That's all your going to write?"

Gabriela, who couldn't be more than 12 years old, just looked at her through eerily large, pale pink eyes, her very fine white hare fell in gentle fluffy waves over her shoulders. Slowly, silently, she turned to her desk. Her complexion rivaled Rachel's for paleness and she seemed to glow in the light of the candle that sat on her desk, near the pile of parchment she had been reading from. She reached over to the pile, her ink stained fingers caressed the edges of the documents, "Sorrell is dead, the history is done."

"Sorrell dies and Kagome goes home?" Rachael shook her head, "What about Naraku? Is he alive or dead? What about his chunk of the jewel? And where did Kohaku go? And InuYasha and Kagome? What about them?"

"She has a point, Gabriela." A voice traveled from the small black box on the edge of her desk, "You did kind of leave us hanging on a lot of things."

The box had a large clear crystal set neatly into it's top, from inside the box a light made it's way through the crystal and projected the image of a small group of pale white hared pink eyed people into the air above.

Gabriella looked into the flickering image of her remote audience, "The History of Sorrell and Kagome is over. Sorrell is dead."

"What about all that other stuff?" Another viewer asked from the box.

"I told you in the history." Gabriela picked up her quill and examined the tip.

"Ah! No, you didn't," Rachel smiled triumphantly, waving her index finger in the air. "You implied some of that stuff, but you didn't say. And we all know what that means."

The Audience nodded.

"What really happened after they returned to Keade's village?" Rachel leaned on the edge of Gabriella's desk.

"What I have told you fits neatly into the history you know to be true. It's safe." Gabriella looked back at Rachel, "If I told you any more, everything would change."

Rachel frowned, "Tell me what happens next." She demanded.

Gabriella turned to her flickering audience, "What about you? Do you want to know what happens next?"

A/N: You might think this is just a long winded and complex way to get people to ask me for a sequel, but… well, you'll just have to wait and see. And review, don't forget to review, I won't post the sequal here unless I get reveiws for this chapter. All questions will be answered in ATOP book II.

The reason for stopping here: I wanted to get out of the depressive style this one was written in. If you didn't feel it I did, everytime I wrote it. Not that the next story will be all happiness.

As with all my stories you have some time to ask questions, this time until I start to post part two, and the answers will be posted after this chapter. Just don't expect any questions that were asked in the above to be answered.

I know I'm late with the update, but life happened, and I couldn't log in for some reason when I was home. I'm actually surprised I didn't get more of a response for my last chapter. I think it was one of the best in the story. It was supposed to be weird. This one I'm actually very unhappy with, ah well.