Broken Flower

Prologue

Kagome’s long flowing midnight black hair flowed loose and trailed behind her as she ran. Illuminated by the pale glow of the moonlight her hair was given an inhuman appearance as it became inlaid with cerulean, sapphire and silver sections. Her eyes shone with tears even as tracks of them made their way down her face. Her cerulean, silver and sapphire eyes were dulled by her pain but still managed to sparkle like uncut jewels. Her own radiance could seemingly not be diminished even by her intense anguish and misery. Her heart hammered in the quiet of the night and she swore anyone out could hear it as well as she herself could. She wavered slightly her strength fading as her dehydrated and food deprived mind begged her to rest and satisfy their need. She knew she could not stop yet, not until she reached the time key, the one thing which would increase the distance at least temporarily between her tormentor and herself. She crashed through the briar trees wincing as they caught her nearly bare body. Her clothing nothing more than the singed and tattered remnants of a powder blue sun dress which had at one time accentuated her small, lithe frame marvelously. Her heart twisted painfully as she remembered briefly the reaction of her lover Touga. ‘No don’t think now,” her mind pleaded. She shook her head to break the hold of her memories before they dragged her into a trip down memory lane. The tears increased and she swiped at them uselessly attempting however, futile it would prove to be to clear her vision.

Her body hit the ground as she snagged her foot on a newly downed tree. Her arms and legs getting scratched up farther on the rough ground and bark. She bit back a sob at her physical pain which did nothing to detract from her emotional anguish. At least she could now barely make out the well in the distance. She lifted her body slowly to her feet her strength boosted only by the sight of an escape; however, temporary it might be it was still a relief to her battered, bruised and broken body, heart, mind and spirit. She broke out in a faster run reaching the well just as a red blur broke out of the forest behind her. She threw a glare at the man who once held her heart now all he held was the key to her anguish. She threw her body backwards into the darkness of the time stream not even allowing herself the delusion of hope because if it did not work she knew she could bear no further disappointments. She opened her eyes as her back painfully alerted her to the fact that she had landed. She slowly opened her eyes seeing the roof over the well causing her to break down in momentary relief. She choked softly with the intensity of her sobs stopping briefly to work a spell to seal the well. She then climbed out of the well clinging to the side desperately not wishing to fall back into that Hell anytime soon. She reached the top swinging her broken body over the top. She landed on her hands and knees quickly ducking as if expecting a hit. She collapsed to the floor by the well when none was dealt her heart ripping agony gripping her and making it difficult to breathe. Dry sobs wracked her as she curled into the fetal position and dug her fingers into the ground drawing blood. It appeared as if this broken warrior was trying to curl in on herself. Depression and exhaustion both took their tole and she drifted into a fitful sleep full of nightmares that would not let up.

She woke hours later as the sun peeked through the cracks of the old splintering wood shed. She stretched slowly working the kinks out of her muscles. She painfully made her way to her feet weaving unsteadily as the pain of her injuries reminded her of her broken left arm and the right which she had to relocate. Her ribs on both sides she swore were all if not broken outright then badly bruised. Plus the gash where Inuyasha’s claws had nearly completely gone through her heart still dripped blood even as her powers healed it. She practically limped out of the shed forgetting unfortunately to peer out first. She had just exited when her small body smacked into the doors closing them painfully behind her as the force of her mother’s punch broke her nose. The second hit before she could get her hands up blackened her right eye. Kagome’s legs gave out and she unintentionally sat down. This proved to be a big mistake as she was dragged forward by not her mother’s hand but her new boyfriend Paul. He rained kicks on her small form connecting with the broken girl who could feel the blackness calling her. She began to pass out but not before she saw him open his zipper and her mother’s angry scowl directed solely at her. For an instant she let her heart sore with hope that the woman who had once been her loving mother might stop this and she cursed herself as her hopes fell again for the last time.

Rape Warning

He through her small body to the ground and immediately she began to kick and scratch but it was all to no avail. He roughly forced her legs apart causing bruises in the shape of his hands. He thrust himself into her dry tight core and she screamed in agony. He thrust in and out of her again and again each time causing her body to jump a bit of the ground and causing scrapes to be dug into her from the gravel. She allowed the disgust to register on her face as she felt him release his vile seed into her. She shuddered in fear as something like pure rage showed on his face in retaliation to her reaction. He backhanded her so hard her body rolled so she was on her stomach. He was upon her before she could hope to move and tears of pain and shame poured into the dirt as he took her again. He took her like his Bitch pounding roughly into her ass causing it to tear under his assault. She felt his thrusts let up vaguely as she lay somewhere between consciousness and not as he came again.

Rape Warning End

He got off of her and did up his pants. Kagome felt like she may be unable to move again. She could feel her already broken spirit shatter again after being raped like this for the fourth time that evening as Inuyasha had done basically the same to punish her disobedience. She felt numb almost until she felt saliva hit her face. She looked up pitifully only to see that it had been from both of them. She knew then that any motherly feelings this wench had once had for her were completely gone. She was truly alone. The first words were spoken minutes later by the female tormentor in this world. “Get up useless Cunt we are going to visit a friend of mine in Miami.” Kagome knew instantly who she meant: Frank Tripp’s wife Patti and by extension him. It was than a dim glow of hope lit up her choking darkness as she remembered he was a police officer and that meant maybe she would at least get rid of these two enemies. She stood up shakily and limped into the house hoping this would be the last time she would see it.