Unwritten by Michelle
Prelude
Unwritten Prelude -------------- So I was expecting a normal life when I was a kid. I had my mother, my grandpa, and my little brother. We weren’t rich and weren’t poor, just owned a family shrine that has been in our family for ages. I went to school, had decent grades, and had good friends that stuck by me. I was young and content with everything around me. Then all of that changed. I don’t consider myself vain or like conceited or anything if those are the right words I’m looking for. But seriously, if you knew the stuff I’ve been through the last two years, you would think it was straight out of the television. I personally would put it in the action/adventure/romance/horror/drama/fantasy/what-the-hell-is-this-crap genre. Anyway, back to the point. On the day of my fifteenth birthday, I was pulled down a well and through time, and let me tell you… Toto, we weren’t in Tokyo anymore…. …I met the half-demon known as Inuyasha… …the Shikon was torn from my body… … it can’t help but be drawn back, it must hit… … it looks like a shard; the Shikon Jewel shattered… …no matter where the Jewel is, it only brings death, destruction, and misery. I must stay and put it back together… ------------- Kagome flipped the fresh pages of the novel that she stowed away in her brand new back pack. Gazing at the all too familiar words, a sigh escaped her and she closed the book. Staring at the cover still freaked her out as she saw the bold letters, Kagome Higurashi’s The Feudal Series: The Awakening with rather simple artwork, a dark silhouette of a female gazing upward at a tall tree. Completely ignoring the fact that it was basically her standing under the God tree, and not just the female protagonist portrayed in the story. Looking around the camp, she watched her friends, her family go about their business, gathering wood and water and wondered if she should tell them. Tell them what though? That they were now forever bound in a book 500 years in the future, their joys and pain only hidden by a change of name. That she is now famous and becoming wealthier by the day with each book sold that held their deepest darkest secrets? Kagome was at a loss. She wanted to tell them, so bad. She stared into nothingness as the scenarios of the hurt and betrayed faces they would give her. Tears stung the edges of her eyes. They wouldn’t understand, would they? They would probably never find out anyway right? Stuffing her book into the deepest part of her newly acquired backpack, Kagome sighed for what seemed the hundredth time before smiling at her best friend who was now staring at her. “Is there something the matter Kagome?” Concerned brown eyes watched her friend dig something into her large yellow bag. Kagome smiled brightly, “Its nothing Sango, do you need help making dinner?” Walking over to the fire, throwing a few pieces of wood in, “Its not too hard tonight, only if you want to help Kagome,” Sango said. “I’d love to help,” Kagome said, dropping her backpack next her sleeping bag. Moving towards the fire, Kagome prayed silently for her troubled mind to settle and that tomorrow would be a much brighter day. Unknown to her, tomorrow would bring a whole new trouble into her life. ~~~ End Chapter~~~ : D So that the end for the prelude of ‘Unwritten’. Rather short, I know, but the rest should be longer. Reviews are always appreciated and loved <3 <3 <3 :D Mishi080