Source of Magic by Moonsilver by ebonizy
Summary: An AU, occurring in the modern world, following Kagome as she attends a mixed college -"magic" and "mundane"- where she meets new friends over the period of time she is there.
Categories: Legends Characters: InuYasha, Kaede, Kagome, Kirara, Kouga, Miroku, Mrs Higurashi, Myouga, Naraku, Other, Rin, Sango, Sesshomaru, Shippou, Souta
Genres: Friendship, Romance, School Life, Slice of Life
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 90 Completed: Yes Word count: 135582 Read: 28228 Published: February 18, 2015 Updated: April 02, 2015
Third Year, Spring Semester, First Day by ebonizy
These characters do not belong to me, but the story does!

Source of Magic

Chapter 59

Third Year, Spring Semester, First Day

Kagome woke up the sounds of Rin getting ready for her first class. She smiled and waved from her bed as the other girl walked out the door.

Yawning, she pushed the comforter back and got up. Email first, she thought. Then I'll get dressed and have some breakfast...

She closed her eyes and groaned as she saw what awaited her. Propped up on her keyboard was a notecard. With a sigh, she got her gloves and looked at it.

The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart

by William Butler Yeats

All things uncomely and broken,

all things worn-out and old,

The cry of a child by the roadway,

the creak of a lumbering cart,

The heavy steps of the ploughman,

splashing the wintry mould,

Are wronging your image that blossoms

a rose in the deeps of my heart.

The wrong of unshapely things

is a wrong too great to be told;

I hunger to build them anew

and sit on a green knoll apart,

With the earth and the sky and the water,

remade, like a casket of gold

For my dreams of your image that blossoms

a rose in the deeps of my heart.

The same guy, she realized. Miroku's already fixed this one so I can touch it. And he has good taste in poetry.

She still tossed it into the trashbag that was waiting to be taken downstairs. Email, she thought firmly.


Her first class of the year and it was the one that Duo was teaching. The mysterious class, Kagome thought chuckling. No one I've talked to knows what it is or at least they're not telling me.

She walked into class twenty minutes early and took a seat in the small room. She counted the chairs and came up with an extremely low number, only eight chairs and one for the teacher.

It's nothing to do with me being the Source of Magic, she thought to herself. I've got an ability that no one has told me about before. Okay. I can deal with this. Source of Magic, guys after me 24/7, usually a low to medium level magical ability, and this. Whatever this is.

The students slowly trickled in. There was only one other girl besides Kagome and they sat together. No one knew why they were here.

Duo walked in at three minutes of one and smiled at them. He dumped his briefcase on the desk and hopped up on it. His legs dangled down and he glanced at the clock. "We're all here, so does anyone mind if we start early?"

No one disagreed. He rubbed his hands together briskly and nodded. "Good. I'm pretty sure you're all curious about why you're here. Because of the strangeness of this course, let's do the introductions first and then I'll start talking."

Kagome learned the names of her classmates and found out that they were mostly from different years. There were three seniors, two freshmen, two sophomores, and she was the only junior.

Duo nodded. "I'm Duo Maxwell. I mostly teach psychology courses, but once every four years I teach this course."

He sighed. "Now, I do ask that you not think you're crazy, that I'm crazy, or the college is crazy. Please do not run out of the room. If you feel like you're going to faint, tell me."

"This class is the Necromancy course offered by the college every four years. For those of you who don't know what necromancy is... Simply put, it's the ability to raise the dead. This is typically seen as a dark art, but not if you do it right."

Duo looked around the classroom and into the eyes of every person there. Shock, disbelief, and fear. "You are not evil," he told them. "It's an uncommon ability. There are natural ways to practice necromancy and unnatural. The natural way is to be born with it. The unnatural is to get someone to do it for you or to make an agreement with something that will let you do it yourself."

"Questions?" Duo asked.

Kagome raised her hand. "What is 'doing it right'?"

"Good question. The difference between the right way and the wrong way is choice. The right way is to go out to a graveyard or a gravesite and ask. Something along the lines of, 'I've got a problem. Do you think you could help me out?' is acceptable."

"The wrong way is to go to a grave and say 'Vile wraith, awake and do my bidding!'" Duo shook his head. "It's a matter of asking and ordering. There are some very friendly people who just happen to be dead."

"Another matter to discuss is this. If you do it the wrong way, the punishment is not nice. It isn't death, but most of you know that the penalties for practicing magic aren't all sunshine and butterflies."

"So," Duo said, clapping his hands together, "what we'll do in this class is study necromancy. It's not all raising the dead. You're going to learn about both the right way and the wrong way so you'll know what you're doing. You'll study the necromancers of the past and present, learn about people who are dead and willing to talk to you, and the proper way to go about raising a person. They are still people and we all need to remember that."

"One thing you might be concerned about is actually raising a person. For your final exam, you have the option of raising a person or writing a paper. Most choose the paper."

He looked around at them. "I want to stress this. You do not ever have to practice necromancy. That's not the reason you are taking this course. The magical community has had a large problem with necromancy in the past. In today's society, you are trained in the right way to do it, if you ever choose to. There are people who have the ability and never use it. In fact, the majority don't."

He turned and retrieved the papers. "Here's the syllabus and my contact information. If you have a problem, come and see me."

When everyone had the papers in front of them, he read the information off, touching on the assignments and the normal things that were in every syllabus on campus. "It's an early dismissal, but you've had a shock and we don't have that much to do today. If you want to stay and talk to each other, that's fine. Does anyone have any questions for me?" Duo asked patiently.

"Isn't this against God?" one of the guys asked.

"To tell you the truth, I don't know. What I've been told is simple. The people we raise are dead. Their soul has left. Where it has gone to, I don't have a clue. But when we ask something of those people, their soul returns to them for the time that they're raised. They chose to return and we didn't force them. If God didn't want us to talk to them, why is their soul there?" Duo shrugged. "It's beyond me."

"What about the ones at the Halloween party?" Kagome said softly.

He slowly nodded. "Naraku does not have the power to raise. He borrowed it from something else. He chose to have them look that way. Normally, when you raise a person, they look different. Some look younger than when they died, some look the same. You can't ask a person you raise about Heaven or Hell. They won't answer you. To me, that says something."

There weren't any more questions and the whole classroom got up and left.


Kagome stared at the ceiling. I can raise the dead.

Now that is not something I'm going to put on my resume.

Did mom and dad know this?

Yes, Kagome. I can see them trying to broach that subject.

She got up and put on her coat. I've got to talk to someone about this.


"What?" Inuyasha stared at her. She nodded. "Huh," he said finally. "I wouldn't've thought you'd be one." Her eyes widened. "Hey, I don't have anything against necromancers. There's a lot of stuff that's weirder out there."

She shrugged. "I have no idea what to think. I can raise the dead."

He nodded. "Yeah. But it's not like you have to use it. You're not evil and-" He stopped. "Oh, that could be bad."

"What, me not being evil?" she said wryly.

"No. Necromancy is still seen as something that could be a dark art. It's like being a battle mage. You've got a lot of them that go bad." He frowned and thought for a moment. "There was something... About ten years ago, someone raised an entire army somewhere. I remember someone talking about it."

He shrugged. "I'll ask Sess when he gets home." He looked at her. "But the dark mages are going to be after you even more now. It's like a sign that you're meant for one of them."

Kagome winced. "That's just great."
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