InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Don't You Know My Face? ❯ A Twist of Fate ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Ahh! I'm attacking the InuYasha world again with another one of my stories! *Gasp* O.O

Time for an angsty, depressing fic! Well, you know, also Inu-fluff ^.^

Please let me know what you think!

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Don't You Know My Face?

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Chapter 1: Twist of Fate

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A girl walked through the train station with her friends, as they waited to board the next ride. It was early in the A.M., and though they weren't exactly eager to get to school, the prospect of being late didn't suit them either. The girl looked to the left to see the next train approach. Motioning to her friends, they followed her onto the train, as they all sat down together.

Everything went smoothly. They talked and laughed, reminisced. It was when the lights flickered out, then back on again a few seconds later that they stopped. But upon coming to the conclusion that everything was fine, they resumed talking.

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The girl had an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't exactly place her finger on it, but she felt that something was wrong. She excused herself, telling her friends she would return in a minute, as she walked towards the end of the first coach. She opened the door leading to the next one, when she saw the walls on the other side of the windows get closer.

Her eyes widened as the train swerved off the track and collided with the wall, the windows shattering and slivers of glass embedding themselves in the nearby passengers. Many fell dead before her eyes, and she slammed the door shut. Running back to her friends, she screamed frantically at them to duck. She reached them just as the windows in the back of the coach began to shatter, and she grabbed them, dragging them under their seats.

She took the brunt of the hit, small pieces of glass opening the skin on her arm as trickles of blood stained her white uniform. She winced, but soon forgot the pain. All the windows were broken, and she ushered her frightened friends to the back of the coach where they lay huddled in the corner behind and parallel seat.

The girl ran to the front where the driver remained, to find that the front window had shattered, and he lay dead in his seat. She stifled a scream, and walked around him carefully, trying to reach the controls. She needed to stop the train. The vehicle swerved dangerously, and she grabbed the co-pilot's chair in an effort to steady herself. She ran over to the computerized map layout, and her heart froze. They were heading for a merge in tracks, and if she didn't change their path, they would soon collide head-on with another on-coming train.

She looked around frantically, trying to find the emergency brake button, or anything that would decrease the speed. If she could change the rate at which the train was going, they may be able to miss it. But she couldn't find any such button, and the train suddenly lurched to the left. She fell to the ground, landing on her shoulder and released a cry of pain. Bracing herself with her good arm, she looked back at the electronic map. They were now directly in the path of the fast-approaching train.

She ran out the cabin, and into the coach her friends currently resided in. She yelled at them to prop their legs up, and brace themselves for impact. She saw fear in their eyes, and helped them before she could properly brace herself. As she finished helping the last of her friends in a hurry, she looked up and was greeted with light shining through the driver's window. She froze in fear, as she yelled for them to get ready, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew that they probably wouldn't make it.

She dove behind the seat opposite her friends, and braced herself in a similar manner. She said a quick prayer, as the sound of horns from the on-coming train became louder. Tears found their way down her face, and she held back silent sobs. There was so much she had left to do. She didn't want to die.

The train sounded once more, until a earth-shaking collision rocked both vehicles. The girl's head shot forward dangerously, and was then whipped backwards straight into the metal behind her, knocking her unconscious upon impact.

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Mrs. Higurashi waited in the emergency room of the hospital, her cheeks stained with tears, as she awaited the outcome. Her son and father sat on either side of her, her son already crying, her father trying not to.

A man in a white lab coat exited the emergency room access door, and walked up to her. She stood shakily, holding a frail hand to her heart. She didn't ask any questions, he knew what she wanted to know.

Taking a steady breath, the man told her what had become of her daughter.

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InuYasha sat in his usual tree, in the clearing near the well. It had been three days now, and granted her was becoming very impatient. How long was the wench going to take?

He growled in annoyance, before finally jumping down and striding over towards the well. He would just have to bring her back then. Of course we all knew the reason for his departure, even if he didn't. Then again he might, considering the little voice he often argued with always told him.

He shook his head and jumped into the well, becoming engulfed in the familiar blue light.

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He used the front door to gain access to the house, rather than Kagome's window. He didn't knock, but simply opened the door and entered the house, stating his presence. His ears were greeted with the sounds of soft sobbing, seemingly coming from the kitchen. He slowly walked towards the kitchen, to find Kagome's mom crying at the kitchen table, her head down, a wet tissue in her hand.

He called out to her tentatively, and she raised her head abruptly, revealing red eyes, and a slightly red nose. He asked her what was wrong, and she only began to cry harder.

She stuttered something, and he strained his ears to hear, and asked her to repeat what she said.

She gasped for air, before stating, "It's...K-...K-...Kagome..." before continuing to sob into her tissue. InuYasha's heart clenched painfully. Kagome? Something happened to her? Oh God...please...don't tell me...she...

"Is she...dead?" He spoke out, before he could stop himself. To his great relief, Mrs. Higurashi shook her head in the negative. But he lost his hope, when she spoke a small,

"But..."

She motioned for him to sit down, and he did. She explained to him that she had been in a serious train crash, after explaining the concept of trains, and that she and her friends had been injured greatly. Her friends had told her that because she acted fast, she had saved them all, but she had taken the most damage after helping her friends prepare first. InuYasha found it painfully hard to breathe, and a lump blocked his throat.

"She's alive, and has a few sprains. The doctor said it was a miracle, really. But...when she hit her head...she lost all her memory from the age five and onward. She doesn't remember anything but the earl years of her childhood. She even forgot her name. And...I'm sorry, InuYasha...but...she won't remember you either."

She looked to him with pity in her eyes and sorrow. His heart stopped beating. She wouldn't remember him? All the time they had spent together...gone in ten minutes? In a sick twist of fate? He forced back tears, as he spoke,

"Can I see her?"

She nodded, and pointed to her ever-familiar room. He nodded silently, and rose from the table, before ascending to her room.

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Let me know what you think! I came up with this concept while daydreaming a few nights ago, and have been wrestling with myself on whether I should write it or not. And so, I finally gave up and wrote it.

I wonder what will happen eh? ^.--

R&R please! Let me know if you like it!

Thanks all!

Luv ya ^.--

*Moshi**