"Sango," cried a deep saddened voice.
There was so much hurt in that scream that the earth itself
wanted to cry. The dreadful sound was heard by two nearby
travelers. They immediately set off to find where it had come from at
an impossible speed. The girl jumped on the man's back and he started
running. Only he didn't look completely human. In fact, two doglike
ears broke through his silver hair. He seemed fairly young but his
hair was a silvery white. They quickly covered ground. Finally
they reached a break in the trees. They had reached what was once
probably a beautiful village. All that was left now was burnt and
smoldering ruins. At first they did not see anyone. Then they
realized there was someone in the middle of the remains. Both of them
quickly ran to see who it was. What they saw filled with immense
grief. A man was kneeling over a woman's body. She was a
beautiful woman even in death. They could not tell if the man was
alive. He just sat there with his head down. The only sign of life
were the tears that dripped from his face. "Miroku?"
said the half man, half dog. "What happened?" "It's
my fault. I didn't even get to tell her." Miroku answered as he
looked up with mournful eyes. His head lowered again. Later
that evening, the girl and the half dog started a fire nearby.
"Inuyasha, what happened? How did Sango die? Will Miroku be
alright? He won't answer any questions. He just sits there over her
body. What can we do?" "Calm down, I don't know
what to do yet." he replied. "Don't worry Kagome,
everything will be ok. We will figure it out somehow." Without
warning, Miroku got up and walked over to them. "I need
help moving her. We can't let Sango get too cold." he said.
Inuyasha and Kagome looked at each other surprised. "Miroku,"
Kagome started. "Miroku, Sango is dead. There is nothing else we
can do for her." "No, she isn't" the man
stated with no emotion. "Miroku, we will all miss her
but eventually you will have to let her go." said Inuyasha.
"No, she isn't dead." And with that, Miroku stood
up. He walked over to the body and knelt down. "Come here,"
he said. When Inuyasha and Kagome came over he bent over her body. He
put his ear to her chest. "Listen." Kagome did not hear
anything. Even Inuyasha with his sensitive hearing only heard a faint
thudding. "How can you hear that?" Inuyasha asked.
"Never mind," said Miroku. "Can't you see? She
is still alive. I know it looks grim, but there is still hope. You
have to help me. I don't know what happened. What's wrong with her?"
he started shaking his head again. They finally convinced
Miroku to sit by the fire. He would only come if they brought Sango
with them. They carefully carried her body next to the warm fire. The
fire gave off just enough light to see Miroku's face. He was
obviously devastated with grief. He made no noise, but silent tears
streamed down Miroku's face. They seemed to cut through his dirt
covered face and make little paths to his chin where they dropped to
the ground. He did not lift his head. He sat like one with no will to
go on. They took the chance to give him some time alone. The two
hurried off into a nearby group of trees. As soon as they were out of
sight of the fire Kagome sunk to the ground. "Inuyasha,
she's gone. Yes, she is still breathing but there is nothing left
What happened? I don't know what to do," and with that she burst
into tears "I don't know. I just don't know."
Inuyasha replied. His voice cracked, "Maybe we can get her back.
There has to be a way." When she looked up Inuyasha's
eyes were filled with tears too. She realized that he was just as
horrified and was trying to appear strong for her and Miroku. She
stood up and walked toward him. "It will be ok," she said
trying to comfort him. She fell into his arms. For a long time all
they did was cry Kagome was slightly amazed that Inuyasha was willing
to show such emotion. It felt good to have his support though. She
knew that even if they couldn't help, Inuyasha planned to go to the
end of the earth and back to get Sango back. She would be right
beside him all the way. "We should head back. Maybe Miroku will
talk now. We need to find out as much as possible. There has to be
something we can do. When I find who did this I'll..." He was
getting angry. He had shown his true feelings when he had cried. Now
his anger was taking over. She was afraid to add any more pain to the
already terrible conditions but she had to ask eventually. "Inuyasha,
have you wondered where Shippo is?" "It is a
question that has haunted me ever since we found them. We need
answers and we need them now. Come on, let's go face Miroku."
When they reached the fire, Miroku was up and about. He had
somehow gathered more firewood. Now he was repositioning Sango's body
so that it could get the most heat. When he moved her it was in a
tender, loving way. His eyes were no longer dark with sadness. They
had a gleam to them that suggested that life had returned to him.
"Ok, here is what we need to do. Let's retrace my steps.
Something happened, I'm just so confused." Miroku rambled as he
paced. Back and forth he paced in front of the burning fire. The
light gave him a possessed look. "Miroku, are you ok?"
Kagome asked cautiously. "What are you talking about? Stop
pacing!" He stopped and looked right at them. His crazed
stare cut through them. Even though they were standing in front of a
fire, a chill went down both of their backs. "I need
Sango back. I will do whatever it takes to get her back. I have to
tell her how I feel. Help me." Miroku pleaded with them. "Of
course we will help," Inuyasha said. He walked over to Miroku
and looked him dead in the eyes. "We will get her back. I
promise." Kagome rushed over to join them. "I will
help too. Anything in my power, I will do." "That
settles it then. I guess I better tell you the whole story then.
Let's sit down, this will take a while." "Ok Miroku
but I have to ask before you start, where is Shippo?" asked
Inuyasha "Safe, I hope. You will understand soon."
They all sat down and got comfortable. Miroku sat next to
Sango's body "It all started this morning when we split up."
There
was a feeling in the air, a sense of dread almost. No birds were
singing and the sky had clouded over. Suddenly a scream broke through
the silence.
