InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Witness Protection Program ❯ chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Chapter 11

It was cold. A slight rain had started and winds picked up. A bright crescent moon was turned fuzzy, dull and muggy due to the clouds that were building up. The mass of people now depended one street light that was working, a bunch of flashlights and an array of red and blue lights coming from the ambulances, police cars and fire trucks. An assortment of rescue workers, policemen, paramedics, firefighters, and people that crowded around a “do not cross tape” that police had put up near the street the warehouse was on.

Souta and Kagome were put on stretchers and pushed to one open ambulance. Police asked them what their names were and asked who that maniacal man that got away. They answered quietly. By the expression on the twins’ faces, police decided to leave them alone and have the paramedics bandaged them up. Then a tiny army of police men surrounded that one ambulance the twins were in, since now, Souta and Kagome were in danger. Naraku had gotten away and from what he did, Naraku definitely would go after them. Paramedics worked silently on Kagome and Souta occasionally asking if anywhere hurts or ‘does this hurt?’ when they put pressure around a spot. Both of the twins didn’t say a word or had any expression but a blank one on their face. One of the paramedics sighed and worked the best the he could to find anymore injuries than they might have. Later the twins were all wrapped up in bandages, put into temporary casts and had most of the dried blood cleaned off their faces and bodies.. Then they were loaded on to the ambulance and were told to wait to go to the hospital since they needed more police come, so that Souta and Kagome could go to the hospital with extreme caution.

Kagome and Souta were then left alone. The police came to check on them, try to lift their spirits, every 10 minutes or so.

‘At least they try.’

Souta thought. But he knew they knew they were just wasting their breath. Their parents were killed. It would take some time before and lifting of spirits could take place. So Kagome and Souta sat on their stretchers and waited to be carted off to the hospital. They started out of the ambulance looking at people walking around, talking of walkie-talkies and people outside of the ‘do no cross’ tape demanding explanations on what happened. It was probably around midnight, but more and more people crowded around since, many people were calling other people about the situation. Then from the ruckus, some silent men carried 2 bodies bags from the warehouse. The bags were on stretchers and they were loaded onto a car.

The twins’ blank faces turned into sad ones as they know the only bodies that could have been in those bags were their parents. The twins wept silently and Kagome began to shake from sobbing. She covered her mouth and kept her head down. Souta put an arm around Kagome to comfort her a little. But here sobbing didn’t stop. Then all of a sudden the sobbing stops. Her movements stopped. She was still. Souta noticed this and whispered,

“Kagome…”

No answer.

“ Kagome!” He said a little louder and shook her a little.

“ KAGOME!!! Wake up!!!” Souta shook her a little more and then saw her face. She was pale and her eyes were closed. A police officer came to see what all the commotion was about. He saw Souta shaking his pale sister, who wasn’t moving at all. He immediately grabbed his walkie-talkie and shouted into it. Then he told them to hang on and that he was going to a one of the paramedics over. Souta nodded put his sister back on her stretcher. Paramedics then came rushing in and trying to figure what was wrong with Kagome. They found that he breathing was dangerously irregular and started to pump oxygen into her to get he breathing back to par.

From Souta view it seemed like something out a TV show. It felt like she died and, doctors are trying to bring her back. He felt alone right now. Maybe this was what Kagome felt too, when she was the only one facing Naraku. He felt so cold, alone and angry. If he felt this way, even if he was unconscious through the whole killing, he can’t even imagine how Kagome had felt. Kagome was usually a cheerful yet sarcastic person . She was very lovable and smiled a lot too. Even when she was sad, she could cheer someone up. When she was sad she always had that look on her face where it shows you that she will smile sooner or later. But now she saw their parents get hunted down and then slaughtered. She had their parents blood splattered over her mixed with her own while fighting off Naraku. That expression on her face, after the murder, seems to be twisted with pain and it seemed like her smile won’t come back again. He was angry with himself. What kind of big brother was he? He had his little sister fend off a mental bastard and watch their parents die while he was hidden and asleep under a pile of tires. Her smile won’t come back anymore. His hand curled up into a fist as he looked on at Kagome. She was still unconscious and limp as the paramedics worked.

‘Forgive me Kagome. Please wake up soon.’

~T-T~

The slight rain turned into a huge thunderstorm. Howling winds made branches swing back and forth and occasionally thrashed again the glass windows. Wind chimes were ringing like crazy. Lightning lit up the dark room for a second and then a small boom followed right after that. The rain drops were huge and it didn’t take long for it to make giant puddles outside. Another bright of lightning flashed and then a sonic boom of thunder sounded right after it, loud enough to wake up the sleeping. An individual on the bed sat up quickly and blackest were carelessly tossed onto the ground. Lightning that flashed again made the sweat on his bare back gleam and his long mane of silvery white hair shine. His puppy ears twitched and moved around as another round of thunder boomed. He reached for the lamp switch and opened it. The room was lit up with a gloomy kind of light.

He leaned against his headboard and started at the opposing wall, with a puzzled look. This was a very strange day and to top this day, he was given a strange dream. This dream wasn’t like any off his other ones, actually he hardly has any dreams. It was a dream unlike any other. There were four kids playing. One of them, was him and another one his brother. The other two were fuzzy but they looked like his friends from a long time ago. They were playing but then somehow all four of them were grown up. His brother and himself were outside somewhere watching the other two get chased around and then killed. He sighed. Why did he think of them again? He moved out of the bed and headed for the bathroom.

He hasn’t thought about them for a long time now somehow, he was even close to forgetting. After they moved to America, the pain of losing his best friends faded a little when a new kind of pain was there to take its place. Ever since he moved, he started to be ridiculed, for being a half breed, a hanyou, a beast that deserved to die. His family told him to ignore these words. But it was said so much, nothing could bring these words from his mind anymore. It was stuck with him permanently. He was 21 now. But those words are still there.

He didn’t know at first what all these words meant but then he found out. He was picked on constantly, and his scrawny body made him stick out even more. People are assholes. That is what he learnt and that’s why he changed, more negatively. He turned bitter and hard to mask his pain. But he didn’t give a shit anymore. Now that he was grown up to be rich and beautiful, long silky silver hair, abnormal golden eyes, and a body of a god, he stopped taking the shit everyone was given him. Girls would flock around him and guys would stay away or else he ended up beating the shit out of them. But nothing could take those everlasting bitter words out of his mind. They always somehow echoed in his mind and never went away no matter how much mask of arrogance he showed. Come to think of it, that dream sparked up thoughts. He wondered where they are now and it they would regret having a disgusting hanyou for a friend.

He started to wash his face trying to get his friends image out of his head. It didn’t work. He headed for bed again. Nights without anywhere to go was boring if not painful. Getting high and drunk made it stop for a while but the words always came back. This is why today was a strange day. He would usually be out. He looked at a digital clock beside him on the nightstand. It was only 1:34 am. He would still be out if it was a normal day. But he was stuck at home with his thoughts.

‘If we do meet them again, what would they say?’ He thought. No matter how arrogant and bold he might be, inside, he really has no self esteem and is depressed. He reached for an old necklace around his neck. It was simple, beaded and occasionally there was a fang. He thought of the little girl that gave that to him and Sesshomaru. He couldn’t remember her face clearly or her name but she was sweet and she kissed him. His hand went over his cheek as he smiled sadly as he thought of what she would say if she were to see him again and discover that she was once friends with a hanyou.

~T-T~

A horrible array of screams gunshots and blood gushing would replay over and over again. It broke out of the light sleep she was in. The was the 5th time this hour that she had waken up. She had fainted in the ambulance and had woken up in a hospital room with fancy things hooked up to her and had an oxygen mask over her. Souta was in the bed next to here listening to the doctors explanations. Doctors then checked her for anymore problems. She could see the sign of relief on Souta’s face. She must have given Souta a scare when she fainted. She mentally made a thought to herself to apologize when they were alone together.

The doctors explained what happened to her. They said she fainted form blood loss, exhaustion and lack of blood to the brain. She also learned to she a badly sprained ankle, a broken arm, some internal bleeding, a lot of bruising and some minor scraps and cuts. Souta had a very damages leg but not damaged enough to be amputated on. He had two broken ribs and some temporary breathing problems form the old tools and tires. The doctors then left their room and told them to rest.

She tried sleeping. But she couldn’t really. Her mind kept on replaying parts of the short 2 hours she was in that warehouse. She couldn't take in what happen. She just couldn't. Her mind is making her think, that her parents are going to come bursting through the door of her room at the hospital and ask her if she was okay. But somehow there was also this sinking feeling that they could never come bursting through that door.

Now was around 3:37 am, from the clocking that was on the wall. She decided not to sleep anymore now. She would only wake up again. She looked over to the door and then the sleeping Souta, whose face was clearly scrunched up even in the dark. He was tossing and turning and Kagome guessed he was most likely having the same thoughts as she, that their parents aren’t dead somehow, that maybe it was just a very very sick joke to pull. The rain outside poured down heavily and also brought thunder and lightning. Lightning flashed and thundered boom but nothing changed her blank facial expression. She spaced out and scenes of the murder played in her mind again. She just sits there until the sun comes up.

~T-T~

I didn’t read this chap over at all. I was just trying to upload at least a chapter before I go away for vacationing in China. I was thinking to write a chapter for clichéd story but now I guess I don’t have enough time to do that. Well hope the chapter inst too bad. And this took longer than I thought it would have. Sigh. I guess I would fix it when I come back or if I become lazy than well it’s staying the way it is…