InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Lost Memories ❯ Kammie's True Form ( Chapter 6 )

Author's Note: Pretty intense in the last chappie, huh? There is no Miroku/Kammie in this fan-fic, I just like to think that he's not always lecherous and has some sort of sweet side to him. Well, maybe. -_- Anywho, the pairings are as they always were…Kammie/Chaemon, Sango/Miroku, and Kagome/Inuyasha. I was going to put in Sesshoumaru, but there seems to be no room for him. Truth be told, this is the only fan-fic for Inuyasha that I've wrote/am writing that doesn't include him! Anyway, enough of my babbling, on with the story! Read and Review!

 

 

CLEAR UPS:

 

`…' = Thoughts

 

“…” = Spoken dialogue

 

(…) = Notes from me

 

 

 

 

Lost Memories

 

 

Chapter 6: Kammie's True Form

 

 

I sat next to Sango miserably. We had been traveling for three days toward a jewel shard and so far no sign of Chaemon. They all had been very understanding and had not said a word about him. I absentmindedly fiddled with the green crystal at my neck. Well, not green anymore. It had turned black when Kaemon had changed into Chaemon. The scars on my face had turned black as well. You don't realize how much you love someone until they're gone.

 

I felt his presence so suddenly that my head jerked up. I didn't have any time to shout out a warning before a large demon came crashing through the trees. Chaemon jumped down and looked around at us before looking back at the large demon. “Well,” Chaemon said impatiently. “Tell me what I want to know and I'll make your death swift.”

 

The demon lifted a shaking hand and pointed north. Chaemon smiled and lifted a hand. A blast of white light came from his palm and I covered my eyes with my arm. When I looked again, the demon was gone and only his outline in ashes remained. I blinked rapidly for I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. A shard of the Shikon Jewel lay where his head was.

 

I looked over to meet Chaemon's lavender eyes. He was directly in front of me suddenly and I jerked back in surprise. His hand lifted to touch the two black marks on my face. He snarled and lifted a clawed hand, probably to slice me in two. I stood there staring back at him, not moving an inch. His hand twitched slightly before dropping back at his side. “Why can't I kill you! Why do you wear my mark and my necklace!?! It was that damn Kaemon, I'll bet. And that Chiko as well. Chiko was sentimental and Kaemon liked to mark what was his. I, however, will not fall under your spell so easily.” He lifted clawed hands to cup my face with surprising gentleness. His lips whispered over mine before he jumped into the treetops and I felt cold once more.

 

I would've chased him, but I knew I couldn't have kept up. I jumped up into the treetops without a word and sat on a large branch just above my friends. They all sat down to discuss what we were going to do next. My ears picked up a quiet conversation from Sango and Miroku.

 

“It's killing her, seeing him like that,” Sango said softly. “I wish there was something we could do for her.”

 

“There's only one thing we can do,” Miroku responded in the same tone. “Just be here if she wishes to talk.”

 

I sighed and pulled my knees up to my chest as I rested my head on them. `There's nothing you can do. I just have to wait until he comes back around. And when will that be? Will he ever come back to me?' These unanswered questions flitted through my mind and stuck with me.

 

I jumped down from the tree and sat down next to Miroku. Kirara jumped into my lap and I absently petted her. “Don't worry, he'll be back,” Miroku said softly. I looked over at him and he smiled at me reassuringly. I smiled softly and leaned over to kiss his cheek in a friendly way before setting Kirara on the ground and getting up to walk toward the tree Chaemon had last occupied. I jumped up on the branch and closed my eyes to drift into a light sleep.

 

 

My bare feet hit the packed dirt with a rhythmatic thump as I ran away from my pursuer. I wished to turn my head, but my body refused me. I heard a familiar growl from behind me and I whirled around to find Kaemon standing there in his fighting stance. Next to him stood Chiko with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at me. Chaemon stood on the other side of Chiko with his arms clasped in front of him, grinning at me with a snide look on his face.

 

A green aura came from Chiko, a red one from Kaemon, and a black one from Chaemon. A strong wind stirred the dust and I covered my eyes until it settled. When it cleared, a different demon stood there and the other three were gone. I gasped in shock as I recognized certain traits from each of the others. His black hair was flowing freely about him and his blood red eyes stared directly into mine. Two black stripes donned each side of his face. My mother's veil was still wrapped around his arm, only it was white now. A white aura radiated from this new form of Chiko.

 

“That is Keitaro,” a soft woman's voice said from behind me. I whirled around to find a woman cloaked in white sitting atop an even whiter cloud. Her colorless eyes met mine and she smiled at me gently. “You've been through much, Kammie. Do you remember anything before your demon mother and you were attacked?”

 

I shook my head and she sighed. “You've lost those precious memories, I see. You were once human, Kammie. I have come to give that back to you. Will you accept them, Kammie?”

 

I blinked rapidly. “I-I guess,” I said slowly. She reached out a hand to me and I hesitated before placing my hand in hers. I felt something like a shock go through me and memories came flooding in. Memories of a human couple who were my true mother and father. Memories of our village burning to the ground when I was three. Of a demon using a sword to turn me into a demon child and robbing me of my human heritage.

 

I ripped my hand from the witch's grasp and held my hands over my ears to try to block out any more. “No more,” I whispered in agony. Pain and sorrow washed over me at the so many losses added to the ones I already had.

 

“I'm sorry, Kammie, but you needed to know. I gave you back something that you needed. I don't know of your demon life, only about Chiko's.” I felt tears leak down my face and drip down onto the packed dirt. “Go back now, Kammie, and live your life like you were supposed to. Take this with you.” She handed me a sheathed sword.

 

I took it and pulled it from its sheath. It was a fine blade and made a musical ringing sound as I swung it. Suddenly the earth seemed to tilt and I fell into darkness.

 

 

I gasped as I awoke and jerked upright. I felt myself slipping and scrambled to keep a hold of the branch, but couldn't seem to get a grip. I fell down and groaned in pain as I hit the hard ground. I covered my face with my hands as pain washed over me. `It shouldn't hurt this much.” I sat up gingerly and gasped as I looked down at my hands. I had no claws! I lifted my hands to feel my now not pointy ears.

 

I ran to the lake I knew was nearby from experience and I was short of breath in no time. I collapsed at the edge of the water and leaned over to peer at my reflection. My eyes were brown! I bared my teeth at my reflection to find no fangs as well. The jewel around my neck had turned clear and was no longer black, yet the stripes on my face remained black. `I'm human! I can't believe she did this to me!'

 

I felt tears well up in my eyes and I angrily swiped at them. I then swiped at my reflection, making the water ripple. I looked over to find the sword from my dream lying next to me. With a sniffle, I picked it up and unsheathed it. It was as magnificent as before. The blade turned a light blue and then a light purple as I turned it this way and that. I got to my feet and with the sheathed sword tied at my waist started back toward camp.

 

If this was to be my fate, then so be it. `It can't possibly get any worse,' I told myself miserably. The conversation stopped as I walked into camp and Inuyasha sniffed the air. His eyes widened in astonishment and I collapsed in tears. I felt a comforting arm go around me and recognized the embrace of Sango. “Did Chaemon come again,” she asked softly.

 

“No, she's human,” Inuyasha muttered. “It was done by magic, just like Chaemon. And like Chaemon, it's irreversible.”