InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ PRISONER of SHADOWS ❯ IMPRISONED ( Chapter 1 )

IMPRISONED

Chapter 1

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Agonized screams tore through the silence followed by the sounds of whips flaying skin. A woman in a cell awakes as usual to these sounds, but the concept of her time served long ago left her. She had a blank expression as a guard opened her cell he was like many others an ogre, Koenma's lapdog. The guard raised his spiked club, because a whip was never seen as good enough for her. The club struck first on her left side and created multiple gashes as the spikes embedded themselves deep and moved downwards. Blood ran out of the cuts. Twenty times this club struck leaving gouges all over her body and still she did not flinch. For her there would be no pint to strike out because all her days continued the same and hope and struggle had become foreign to her. The guard left and slammed the cell. On the cell was a faded name and description.

It read:

Kagome Aya Higurashi

Class F Criminal

Sentence: 400 Years

Served: 393 Years

Remaining: 7 Years

Warning: highly resourceful, dangerous and deadly never leave her feet or hands unchained.

For seven more years Kagome endured this torment wondering when she would feel the sun on her skin rather then her dried blood. On the eve of January 1st two human guards opened the cell. They approached Kagome with matching eyes of steel and looks of disgust.

“Well Prisoner it is time to appear before Koenma,” the first one stated.

He undid the shackles and the other one roughly grabbed her broken wrists. He put the cuffs on and the lead chains. She was dragged down the bleak dungeon catacombs and up several cracked steps. The sudden light caused her to squeeze her eyes shut in pain as light had never entered her cell beyond the dim hall light which constantly flickered. After ten minutes she finally forced them open. She was dragged along for it seemed like an eternity. She was roughly thrown into a chair. The cuffs were removed but, she was unable to release a breath of relief as the chair arms had shackles which once the guards pressed a button on both sides of the chair, bit harshly into her raw, bloody, and broken wrists.

Before exiting guard two turned towards Kagome he yanked her head towards him by her long hair and sneered at her.

“You know Bitch if it were up to me I would keep you here to torture for another few hundred years, then I'd pull your still beating heart out of your body and bathe myself with your blood. Murderer,” he growled.

“How would that make you any better than me?” Kagome questioned in a raspy voice.

“Because killing you is not just revenge it is a service to humanity,” he spoke haughtily as if preaching.

Kagome let out a choked laugh.

“What is so funny you fucking murderer?” he snarled backhanding her.

Her lip split and and her warm blood trickled down her chin.

“Oh nothing you just remind me a lot of myself,” she replied solemnly.

“We are nothing alike,” he yelled angrily.

He roughly pushed her back and her head impacted the stone back of the chair. He began to exit but before he disappeared from her vision she called out.

“Keep telling yourself that and you just may end up like me,” she stated sadly.

“Never,” he roughly stated,

“I pity you,” she gravely stated.

“I don't need any pity from the fucking whore who massacred my family,” he spat out before disappearing from the doorway.

Two lone tears fell from her eyes and she sat quietly reflecting awaiting the news of her fate from Koenma the Prince of Spirit World.

The Prince of Spirit World entered with an entourage of four ogres and two wizards, he was in his teenage form.

“Kagome Aya Higurashi you have been brought here as decreed 400 years ago to decide whether you will be set free or executed. As you know this will depend on how you have changed and whether you accept the terms we give you,” Koenma stated.

“Speak your will and I will answer,” she spoke sadly and honestly.

“Very well first we will search your heart and soul and if we find remorse and guilt you may be granted freedom. Are you ready to begin?” he asked.

Kagome nodded her head yes and the two cloaked wizards stepped forward they lifted their hands and began to chant:

“We call Inga goddess of the heart. We call forth Paige, goddess of the soul. Come to our aide. We implore you to search this woman's heart and soul and find remorse or guilt,” they intoned together.

Two spirits began to appear. They had an ethereal glow. Their skin was as if it had been crafted by the moon. Inga had long white hair and a red flame symbol on her forehead and her eyes were amber, and she had a soft smile. Paige had long sky blue hair. Her eyes shone silver, she had the symbol for moon on her forehead. Their dresses were long and white and molded to their bodies. They floated towards Kagome and they both wrapped their arms around her. Inga behind her and Paige was in front of her. Their combined powers created a vibrant circle of light which engulfed Kagome. Initially it felt like a warm embrace, but that changed quickly. It began to feel as though someone were putting a spear through her chest. This feeling only intensified until a scream tore itself from her throat. Tears stung her eyes and she began to sob. Next she felt someone grip her soul and she began to struggle as she remembered that feeling and it hurt like hell.

“Still child I am merely looking. I will not rip your soul from your body as she did,” Paige gently spoke and she wiped the tears from Kagome's face.

She then began to search and outside the glow surrounding Kagome faded.

Inga and Paige faced Koenma then the two wizards.

“What have you two found?” Koenma asked.

“She possesses both guilt and remorse. She is merely a lost soul who has been dealt a crappy hand in life. She should not be executed for her mistakes. She deserves a second chance. Farewell Lady Kagome and try to live well,” they both said and faded.

Kagome looked towards Koenma and he spoke:

“You will not be killed provided you accept the terms of your freedom,” he intoned gently.

“I accept whatever your terms are,” she stated.

“Very well,” he replied.

He gently smiled at her and she smiled shakily back ready to begin a new chapter in her life.