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Shadows of a past
By SFP
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. The Dark-Hunter series belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon.
A/N: To the wonderful AnimeHuntress, thank you. Your work on my stories is deeply appreciated. I could always say, I couldn’t have done it without you, but that just wouldn’t be true. I could do it without you . . . It just wouldn’t be as good.
Ch.11
Kagome sighed heavily. How did she get into these situations again? Oh, yes, that’s right; all she had done was ask a question.
At the moment, she was sitting in the Peltiers living room, awaiting the inquisition. The Peltiers home was connected to the bar by a door, a very heavily guarded door, one that would put any high-risk security prison to shame. Apparently, they did not take well to outsiders coming into their home.
Kagome rented a room from the Peltiers, but that was above the bar. This was the first time she had been into their actual home. Aimee had insisted they come to the “Big House” for this conversation. She was upstairs getting her parents right now.
Kagome glanced at Ash, who was sitting next to her on the couch. He looked relaxed, she knew better though. He still had that whole predator vibe thing emanating from him in heavy waves.
Aimee and Mama Lo come down the stairs at the same time, papa bear lumbering down behind them.
“I take it its show and tell time,” Kagome muttered to herself. Ash heard what she said and he smirked to himself. The girl could be rather amusing when she thought no one was listening. Or better yet, thinking that they couldn’t understand her. His mind briefly wondered to their first meeting.
“Kagome,” Mama Lo and Papa Bear both nodded their heads in greeting. Kagome smiled tightly, nervous again.
“Okay we all have questions so let’s get this over with. I want to go back to my room.” Papa Bear looked to his mate, “as quickly as possible.”
Ash looked the bear directly in the eyes. “We could have had this discussion without you. You didn’t need to come down.”
In fact, Acheron would have preferred the conversation to be between just him and the girl. However, seeing as the girl was staying with them. . . Well they had a right to try to find out for themselves if the girl posed more of a threat to their family then their normal houseguests usually did. He did not think she did, but he had been wrong about things before, on occasion. He was brought out of his thoughts by Kagome’s voice.
“What are Daimons?”
Ash answered, since him out of anyone else in the room, would know best. “Vampires basically.”
Kagome blinked, then touched her neck were she had been bitten her first night in New Orleans. “I was bitten over two weeks ago. Why haven’t I turned into one?”
Ash ran his hand over his face, shaking his head no silently. He really hated Hollywood at times like this. The Peltiers sniggered quietly behind there hands. It was going to be a long night. “Common misconception, being bitten does not turn you into a Daimon.”
Kagome just blinked.
“Let me explain it to you from the beginning. I’ll give you the basic rundown.” Ash waited until she nodded her head in agreement before continuing.
“The god Apollo created a race called Apollites; he wanted them to replace mankind. That is until he met his mistress. One day in a fit of rage, the Apollite queen sent her people to kill Apollo’s Greek human mistress and son. She ordered it to look like an animal attack. Apollo found out, needless to say he was not happy. He cursed the entire race he made. Because Apollo’s mistress was twenty seven when she died, all Apollites slowly disintegrate over a twenty four hour period on their twenty seventh birthdays.”
Kagome gasped, ‘How horrible, slow purification.’
“The only way an Apollite can live longer then age twenty seven, is if they take in a humans soul. If they choose to do that, then they’re considered Daimons. The problem is, in a Daimons body the human soul dies… completely. When the soul dies, the Daimon has to go after another human for his or her soul to take its place. It’s a repetitive process.”
Kagome thought of Kikyo and her soul stealers. “But why do they have to drink blood then?”
“They don’t, its just easer to obtain the soul that way.”
Kagome then thought of a whole race of Kikyo’s drinking blood from humans. She liked the soul stealer idea better, even if it was wrong. At least Kikyo’s way the human was already deceased. But then the soul still died either way it was done didn’t it. She shuddered not keen with that factor.
“What exactly are you Kagome?” Aimee’s inquiry was softly spoken.
Kagome couldn’t help it; she scowled, looking down at her hands in her lap. “I’m human.” Why did everyone ask her that question?
“Are you a sorceress?”
Her brow crunched in thought. “No I don’t think so. My culture and your cultures are different. I am not sure what you would call me here. In Japan, I was called a miko.”
Ash thought about that for a moment. To tell the truth, he did not know that much about Japanese cultures. Oh, he could speak and understand the language fluently, but that was about it. Honestly, Japan had never interested him all that much. Probably because it was one of the only places in the world, were they did not need a lot of Dark-Hunters. Daimons didn’t really like it there for some reason. In fact, there had only been the four Dark-Hunters there in over three hundred years.
Besides Japanese gods tended to be even more standoffish then others, particularly with anyone outside of there authority.
“You’re a priestess.”
“Yes, thank you!” Kagome smiled glad someone knew what she was talking about after all. Then something else caught her attention. “Oh! You can understand Japanese?!” her face flamed in mortification. Oh gods, he heard and understood, everything she had said about him in Japanese her first meeting with him!
“Yes” Ash raised an eyebrow at her, his lips tugging with the urge to smile.
‘Cocky ass,’ Kagome rolled her eyes at him, even while her own lips twitched. “Anyways,” she dragged the word out. “That’s what I am, and priestesses,” she looked at Ash, to make sure she pronounced it right, she did. “Are human.”
“So you marry people?”
Kagome chuckled at Aimee’s question. “Well. . . I suppose I could marry a couple in the Shinto religion. However, I never have before. Why, you want a Japanese wedding?”
The question was meant to be funny, but the growl Papa Bear let lose at the end of it quelled Kagome’s laughter.
“Okay! Well, no weddings for you! Next question! Please!” Speaking fast, she waved her hands in front of herself in a pacifying manner, trying to appease the father-bear’s temper, quickly.
Ash almost found himself chuckling at her endearing antics. He could not remember a time in his existence were he had wanted to smile as much as he seemed to want to lately. “What else do priestesses do?”
Kagome breathed deeply. “Well, I can make blessings and of course there are other shrine duties. But since I’m not at home anymore I don’t really have to worry about them.”
“I think I’m just going to come out and ask what is on everyone’s minds.” Mama Lo sighed heavily, her hand still on Papa Bear's arm, from his last temper. She gave everyone but Kagome a deadpan look. Frankly, she was getting tired of all the beating around the bush. “Child, we would all like to know what gifts you possess.”
Kagome knew this was coming. They were going to find out that she could kill them, and when they did, they would want her to leave, or worse yet, they would try to kill her. It was not fair! She liked them!
“You mean powers don’t you?” Kagome’s voice was small.
“Yes.”
She bowed her head, smiled grimly, and then cringed. “Purification,” here it comes. She clenched her eyes closed tightly.
“What kind of power is that?” Papa Bears voice rumbled loudly, there was laughter in it. “Do you clean water or something?”
Kagome blinked hard, twice. She was more then just a little shocked. They didn’t know what purification was? How could that be? They were bear demons right? She had seen one of them change right before her eyes.
“Your demons and you don’t know what purification is?”
All of them gasped at what she just said. Well all the bears did at any rate. Ash was still silent, thinking.
“Girl were did you get the idea we are demons. We are not demons we are were-bears!”
Okay, now Kagome was confused. “I don’t know what a were-bear is. Nevertheless, I did see your son change forms. Were I come from you would be considered demons. Even your auras are demonic.”
Papa Bear opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Ash spoke instead. “Would you be willing to give us a demonstration of your powers?” His voice was quiet, but carried a lot of weight. ‘I need an idea of what power she carries.’
Kagome bit her lip hard. “I cant, I don’t want to hurt them.” She gestured at the bears with her hand. Her eyes dropped to the ground. “And then there is you, I’m not sure if it would hurt you or not. You feel different. But I won’t take the chance of hurting you either.”
Ash was touched. He didn’t think she could hurt him. However, it was the thought that counted; he had never had someone worry about hurting him before. Hell most people went out of there way to hurt others.
Papa Bear scoffed. “Girl you couldn’t hurt me if you tried.”
Kagome’s eyes turned unreadable for a second before she replied. “Believe what you will, I won’t argue.” ‘But I could probably kill you with a touch,’ the thought passed through her head.
“We could stand back, we wouldn’t get hurt then.” Kagome had never thought of Aimee as naïve, but with that sentence. . . Yes, she decided. Aimee was definitely a little naïve. ‘She must get it from her father.’
“I still can’t show you. I do not have any training, so my powers cannot be called on will. They only seem to work when I am threatened. ” Her mind flashed to the last time she had seen Shippo. Before she could think on it to much, she banished the thoughts from her head. “And even then there are times they don’t work as I would wish them to.”
Everyone saw the tinge of sadness that darkened her eyes. She normally hid it better then she was doing now.
“Are you going to let me continue to stay here? Or would you prefer I leave, I’d understand if you did.”
Ash closed his eyes. She had tried to keep her voice natural, but there was still a catch in it. He knew what the catch in her voice was. It was dejection. How many times had he felt the same way? There were too many times to count.
“You’re still welcome here, Cher’. Just don’t go breaking the rules, and you’ll always be welcomed here.” Mama Lo’s voice was gentle.
Kagome bowed before she remembered that was not the norm here. “Thank you.” Papa Bear looked the girl over. He felt bad they had upset her. “Why don’t you take the rest of the night off; the bar’s pretty slow tonight.” Papa Bear glanced at Ash.
“No that’s. . .”
Mama Lo interrupted her, “take the rest of the night off. That is an order; you have worked every night for the last week. You need a break, take it. Besides its not every night Papa Bear is this generous.”
Kagome nodded silently. She would take the rest of the night off, even though she did not want to. If she did not keep busy her thoughts would wonder, which was never good. In addition, if she fell asleep, the dreams would come, which was even worse then her mind taking a stroll down memory lane. At least when she was awake and busy, she could try to banish the thoughts. However, when she slept. . . She became trapped in the unwanted nightmares that made up her past.
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