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"Japanese"

"English"

'Thoughts'

Soldier Priestess

Chapter 1: Prologue

Deep in the heartlands of Wall Maria within a titan forest sat a well outside of a long abandoned stone cottage. The forest was filled with cacophonous noise of animal life, however, if one listened closely they could hear sharp words being yelled in a foreign language.

"Fucking well where the hell did you send me now," Kagome cursed as she pulled herself over the lip of the well, flopping onto the forest floor her clothes soaked through. Laying her katana and bow next to her, she took a deep breath.

The last thing she remembered was seeing off the last of the shrine visitors after the new year's festival had come to a close. Then she'd felt something spike near the well. Hope had briefly blossomed that it was finally allowing her to return to her friends in the past after being closed for nearly two years. She'd told her mother she was going to try. Of course her mother knew how much she'd longed to return to the past and hadn't stopped her. Her weapons that she kept near the well were picked up as she leapt over the lip of the well.

'I should have known when the light wasn't the same, it was green instead of the normal myriad of blues and white light.'

Not that she could've turned back even had she'd realized the difference.

After a few minutes her breathing regulated, she sat up shivering slightly.

She had to shed the outer layer of her kimono to keep from sinking to the bottom of the well. Her eyes darted around her taking in her surroundings. Blue eyes widening as she took in the tallest trees she'd ever laid eyes on. They reminded her of the trees she'd read about in her studies in school, California Redwoods. They could grow as tall as 116 meters tall, but these trees were thick like sequoia trees. They had strong, thick branches as well with a hearty amount of green leaves, creating a thick canopy.

"Where the hell am I?"

The air here was pure not like modern Japan, but as weird as it sounded in her head it didn't have the same taste as Feudal Japan. But maybe she was. There were all types of strange things in the feudal era and unusually tall trees were not a sign of impending death or doom.

Sunlight filtered through the canopy above in small pockets of light.

Standing shakily as she'd used a lot of strength to swim from the bottom of the filled well to the top while trying not to drown from the weight of her clothes. Wringing out excess was from the end, she huffed. 'Why couldn't it have been a dry well.' Turning around she was greeted with the sight of a modern stone cottage.

'Guess that rules out still being in feudal Japan.'

Bending down to pick up her sword, and throw her bow over her shoulder. She went towards the well pulling out her quiver of arrows. Thankfully the top hadn't come off so her arrows should be dry inside.

Walking back she headed for the stone cottage. Raising her hand tentatively to knock softly on the wooden door.

Nibbling her lip, she hoped the inhabitants spoke either Japanese or English. She'd done a semester of French, but wasn't the best with the language. But she'd been speaking English since she was a child since many American tourists liked to visit the shrine.

When no one answered her knock, she knocked a little harder realizing a soft knock probably wouldn't get her any answer. Eeping when the door flew open from the force.

"Sorry," she called out her English coming out with an accent.

When no one lept forward, she reached for her sword and spread out her aura. Sensing no one within, she took a cautious step inside.

Thanks to large window on the left side of the house, light filtered through illuminating the small cottage. It was a small room with archaic kitchen off to one side with a table with a setting for two and a bed situated in an alcove in the corner of the room. A small wooden dresser was situated next to it. A couple had probably lived here at one point.

Just then another breeze came through the house causing a chill to go down her back.

"Okay Kagome, you're in a foreign land and soaking wet, so let's get it together," she lightly smacked her cheeks before searching for some source of light before she lost what little light was coming in from the window. After ten minutes of searching she managed to find some candles in one of the bottom cabinets with a box of matches.

Thankfully it appeared her guess was correct as she fold one ugly looking dress and pair of worn brown pants and a simple button-up beige shirt. Placing her weapons off to the side she wrestled free of two layers of her kimono she still wore, Kagome sent a small thanks to kami that her bra and panties were only slightly damp.

Pulling on the pants, she bit her lips when it hung low on her hips.

Cursing she went to the cabinet and gave a cry of eureka when she found some rope to loop through the belt loops. The shirt despite being meant for a man hadn't factored in that she had well-endowed chest, so it was a little snug on her chest, but fell down to her thighs. Tucking it in, she bent down and picked up her clothes and ventured back outside.

A clothesline next to the cottage was a godsend as she hung up her wet clothes.

Her Ji-chan wouldn't have lamented at the sight of the dripping silks. She'd wrung them out as best as she could. She left her slippers outside to dry in the sunlight. When she went back in she got to work dusting and cleaning as best as she could with an old straw broom, and a holy rag with a bucket of water from the well. An hour later she was tired. Deeming the place more livable, she decided to sleep and tomorrow would be a good day to explore and find out more.

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