InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Night Stalker ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kagome set out on foot in a futile attempt to find her cat. As she was returning to the house she heard shouting, then caught a glimpse of a man as he stormed around the side of the house waving his arms frantically and shouting "Here you-Scat! Scat! Scat! Get outta here you goddamned filth-spreading varmint!"
It was Otis Hawkins, a man that did yard work for her.
Kagomes property located on the side of a hill, consisted of 5 acres of craggy ridges, Sagebrush and rocks. 'Better homes and gardens' would have described it as ' Natural Landscaping'. The proximity of the lush course considerably increased the value of her property.
She rounded the corning of the house, heading into the rear yard "Mr. Hawkins!"
He stepped out of the storage shed, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "Over here," he said. He hiked up his faded jeans, eliminating some of the bag in his seat. He was forever hiking up his pants, only to have them slide back down to rest beneath his massive gut.
"Im looking for my cat, have you seen her? The white one?"
Kagome waited looking into his perpetually bloodshot eyes and wondered again what it was he was fermeting in the shed.
"Havent seen that one, saw the other one though, been using that fill earth i brought in for the garden, using it for a potty place." He jerked his bullet head in the direction of an ordinary mound of dirt. "Lord knows its got plenty of land around here to do its nasty business without using my clean earth. I seen him just minutes ago, going and then covering it over like cats do. Course it gets uncovered when i shovel." As he spoke, puddles of saliva formed at the corners of his mouth. Wet, Shiny. A glistening, beaded thread that streched and retracted from his upper lip hypnoticaly.
Kagome pulled her gaze away, turned. "Ill see what i can do."
"Coyotes, maybe."
"What?" She turned back.
"Coyotes maybe got your cat. Happens all the time in these hills."
"I thank you Mr. Hawkins, for that enlightening bit of information."
He grunted again. "Y'asked."
"My mistake."She found her eyes drawn back to the craggy hillside, wondering if a carcass with white fur lay up there in the sun drawing magpies and other scavengers. Her throat tightened.'"I put that window screen back up for you."She gladly brought her attention back to Otis. "Screen. What screen?"
"The one on your bedroom window. It was laying on the ground."
"How do you suppose it came off?""Musta been them boys that belong to that friend of yours. I been meaning to talk to you about them. Been climbin the apple tree again. One of them branches were nearly broke off."
He was refering to the Monks's two pre-teen sons.
"Mr. Hawkins, trees are for boys to climb" Kagome said, smiling complacently.
'Would he feel better if she ripped their offensive little fingers off one by one?' She wanted to ask. Or perhaps have the boys locked away until their heinus tree-climbing days were over?'
Instead Kagome said "If you see the white cat, let me know, okay?"He mumbled something under his breath, and walked back to the shed.
Kagome was about to return to the house when she heard a shout.
"Hey, you there!Wait!"
SHe spotted Kaede Klump. A purple and green aparation, peddling laboriously up the driveway on her ancient bicycle.
Although Kaede Klump was her nearest nieghbor to the west, Kagome was pretty sure the spinster was not making a nieghborly call. The feud began 18 years ago when her father began building the house below hers. Exhausting every avenue open to her the woman had fought, unsuccesfully, to prohibit construction of Higurashi's trilevel house. Her view she claimed was being severely obstructed.
The last time Kagome had been subjected to the womans wrath was three years ago, when Kaede had arrived at her house in the same alarming state to inform Kagome that her son, Shippou was a trespasse and a theif. Shippou had invaded her property, and ripped a peach off her tree.
Now here the woman was again. Her face, Kagome noted as she reluctently went to meet her, no less red, her clothes no less eye catching.
Kaede didnt waste time on social amenities.
"Are you the owner of a cat?" She retorted.
Kagomes pulse quickened"Winnie?"
"Winnie, schiwimmy. I dont know " She said. "The Calico one."
"Oh."Buyo Kaogme thought feeling disappointment.
"Your damn cats been prowling around my bird feeder, stalking the birds. He appears, thank heavens, to be a stuped, clumsy bastard. But he could get lucky."
Poor Buyo, Kagome mused. Four years ago someone had taken the kittens for a "Big ride". She had found them half starved and scrawny wandering along the ridge, mewing pathetically. Kaogme had taken them in. In all that time niether Buy or Winnie had stirred the community ire. But now-two complains in one morning, how uncanny.
Conerned about Winnie and still upset about the incident with Hiten the night before, Kagome was in no mood for this. Seeing Kaede peddling up the driveway had not sweetened her disposition either.
"Your complaint is acknowledged. I'll file it along with the 'disturbing the peace' complaint last night" Kagome stated bluntly.
"I dont like your kind Ms. Highurashi."
Kagome stared at her, a little surprized. "Oh, and what kind am i?"
"I dont like cats either. I have a pellet gun, and i WILL use it." She turned and started down the driveway. Over her hunched shoulder, she shouted "I GIVE YOU FAIR WARNING MS. HIGURASHI, BELL THAT DAMN CAT!"
...
Several hours later, wearing white shorts and a tube top, Kagome was stretched out on a lawn chair at Sango's. Indian summer had come. The suns rays warmed and relaxed her. The pool sweep was making soft, rythmic sounds that lulled her. Sango, reclining in the shade of the patio, was not as considerate.
"Okay, out with it," She used her nurse ratchent tone, sweet yet commanding.
"Whatever do you mean?" Kagome asked, sitting up to adjust the tube top. She avoided Sango's eyes.
"I walked into your house to find you shredding rose pedals with the sublety and refinement of a lunatic. I doubt the roses did something to piss you off so that leaves the bearer of the roses. What happened?"
"Nothing"
"Kagome?"
"I already told you. Winnies missing, and old lady Kaede's on the rampage again. The yard guy was bitching about Buyo. Oh yea, by the way, those monkeys of yours been climbin the apple tree again..."-she mimicked him-"One of them branches was nearly broke off. Also the screen was off my window and-"
"Did he lie to you?Was he married after all?" Sango suddenly interupted her.
Kagome sighed "I have no idea."
"Did he uh...get a little to friendly?"
Kagome turned to Sango. Thier eyes met and held. Kagome broke it firs t"He tryed to rape me."
Sango sat up slowly "Oh my god Kagome-No!"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?Kagome burried her fingers in her hair and squeezed her palms agianst her temples. "Jesus Sango."
"Im sorry Kags" Sango came to sit beside her. "Of course your sure-he just seemed like a nice guy."
"Yea, i know what you mean."
Kagome shook her head "It was so...so...at first it was scary, then it was...just degrading."
"That son of a bitch , you should have called the cops on his ass." Sango said feriously. "I mean what if he comes back and tries again?"Kagome hesitated before saying "Ill shoot him." She felt Sango staring at her. She turned to look her straight in the eye "Ill shoot him."
They stared at eachother briefly before Sango pressed her finger to kagomes thigh. "Lets get you out of the sun, your burning."
...
After dinner Kagome and Sango said their goodbyes and she drove home.
The sun had set. The magenta of the sky was beautiful. The sky was full of stars. The night air felt amazing against her skin, she stood on the front porch and called out Winnies name several times before unlocking and opening up the front door.
"Buyo! she called switching on the foyer light. "Hey, If you got to go you better get your ass out here" She hollered.
Buyo let out a mournful meow and dashed out of the house. It wasnt like Buyo to go out without greeting her.
The hair rose on the nape of her neck. Her sunburnt skin suddenly felt icy, she looked first, through the open front door, then down the hallway to her room. Every nerve in her body tensed. Her muscles began to twich like a handful of mexican jumping beans. 'I shouldnt go in their' she reasoned as she put one foot in front of the other, heading towards her bedroom. She thought of the old horror movies she was addicted to, and how she hated the part where the nosy heroine creeps silently down the dark passageway or cellar steps to certain doom-
Then she was standing in the bedroom doorway.
Kagome fumbled for the wall switch and flipped it on. With the sound of her pulse beating in in her ears, she gripped the doorframe and stared into the room of total chaos.
Sweaters, shorts, underwear, and tops ripped and sprayed with black paint-hung over the edges of drawars and littered the floor. On the queensized bed, which sat on a raised platform, lay the drawer of the nightstand, its contents scattered all over the quilted spread. The spread had been slashed repeatedly. Perfume bottles lay smashed on the floor at the base of the wall they had been hurled at. The room reeked of a hodgepodge of cloying scents.
Kagomes feet, independent of her brain, continued forward. Illistrations from her worktable in the studio were cast haphazardly on the floor. Pencils, pens, and an assortment of art paraphenelia lay in the pool of black India paint. A revulet of the indelible liquid had flowed to the edge of the table and then puddled on the ceramic tiles below.
She began to back up, out of the corner of her eye she detected a movement to her left. Fear gripped her like a cold,scaly hand on the back of her neck. She whipped her head in the direction of the movement and stared into wide, frightened eyes. A sharp cry leaped out of her mouth. It took her a moment to realize that the image-Long dark hair in a loose bun, skin glowing was a a reflection of herself in the closet mirror. Kagome's body sagged limply, then tensed again.
Scrawled across the full length mirror, in what, looked like blood were the words 'THE MONSTERS ARE WAITING'.
Something so intense , so terryfying flashed in her mind that she gasped. She shook her head, her hair falling loose as tears came to her eyes. "oh god" she whispered "No...no, its not possible."


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