Prologue
There seemed to be no audio whatsoever as everyone: Sango the young youkai exterminator (with her trusty Kirara), Miroku the cursed (and perverted) monk, Shippo the child orphan kitsune, Inu-Yasha the brave and seemingly fearless hanyou, and Kagome the young miko school girl stood outside Naraku's castle.
'Finally…I'll get revenge for my entire village. And my friends who had to suffer like I. Naraku, your going down!' Sango thought, the last part with enthusiasm. 'Even…if I go down with you...'
'Mine as well say goodbye now.' Miroku thought. 'Because your leaving whether or not we defeat Naraku. If we do, you'll be gone forever you despicable windtunnle. And if we don't…when I die your going with me.'
Shippo didn't really have any thoughts besides: 'He's gonna die, she's gonna die, and worst—IM GONNA DIE!'
'So this is it hu? Bring it on.' Inu-Yasha thought competitively.
'I wonder what's…going to happen after this battle…I hope everyone will be ok…' Kagome put on a face of determination. 'Hm! Usually I seem of no help…well, usually…so this is my change to show everyone what im capable of, and show Inu-Yasha im not a wimp.'
"Well Master Inu-Yasha, im off to Mexico." Myoga said. He put on a sombrero and started to hum 'La Cucaracha'. Inuyasha grabbed him before he could jump away.
"Why don't you stay? It'll only take a couple of hours." He said darkly.
"Are you wagering you'll get out alive?" Myoga asked him. There was a long moment of silence. Inu-Yasha flicked the flea away.
"You disgust me." He said, he sighed and walked through the first set of doors. Everyone else waiting behind. "What? Are you coming or not? Im not waiting for you." Inu-Yasha said.
Everyone walked threw with him.