Chapter 1: Sango and Naraku

The battle ended fiercely with everyone except Miroku and Sango dying, or at least that was what Sango had been told as Miroku carried her to safety, and more than likely to a large house of some wealthy man he was going to trick. Her wounds weren't that bad but her head throbbed with each step Miroku took. Sango had been on the verge of throwing her boomerang and hoping to slice Naraku in two when one of his tentacles shot out and wrapped around her neck, swinging her body into a nearby tree. Her back crashed into the rough bark and took most of it but her head also got hit and she was immediately out cold.

Before her vision went black she prayed to the gods that her friends would defeat Naraku, or at least make it out alive, even if they had to leave her.

Waking up, Sango had been dizzy and confused but Miroku assured her everything would be alright as he gravely and sadly informed her of their friends death at the hands of Naraku. Sango wanted to go back to where the battle took place. She didn't want to see her friends dead bodies but she wanted to give them a proper burial as well as thank them for the good times they had together but Miroku was against that, warning her that Naraku may return and they be forced to fight him which would also resort in their deaths. So she lay limply in his arms, crying her heart out at their lost.

She has lost so many people now.

She was grateful Miroku was alive otherwise she might have killed herself from grief. She didn't want to be alone in the world, she would rather die and be with her family and friends then wonder alone and lost.

Miroku continued walking, rubbing her back softly to attempt to soothe her, as she buried her face into his robes and sobbed. Not long after, he suddenly came to a stop.

Wondering what was wrong, Sango shot her head up and looked around her, trying to see what made Miroku stop, praying Naraku hadn't come to kill them, when she suddenly sucked in an air of breath.

Miroku was no longer Miroku, his jet black hair had grown to his waist in soft waves, his tan skin was now a deathly pale, and his blue and black clothes were now black and purple. His eyes that were brown and so full of love for her, now were red as blood and stared at her with a gleeful cruelty that made Sango shudder.

Sango didn't move or say anything for a while, she was so sure she was going insane, so sure that it was just a dream but then he spoke and it was his voice.

"Hello Sango, I hope this doesn't disappointment you too much." He said as his eyes roamed over her.

Sango moved quickly and tried to jerk out of his hands and he simply let her go, causing her to hit the ground hard on her still sore back. Not focusing on the pain, she got as much distance between them as possible, still staring in disbelief. Hoping that she was simply still knocked out and having a nightmare.

"This isn't possible." She stuttered out.

His smile widened, "Yes it is. That was your friends little mistake. Underestimating my strength."

Sango flew at him in anger and rage and now thinking back on it, she should have thought something was strange when she found her boomerang along with all of her weapons, including the ones hiding in her clothes, missing.

Naraku blocked all of her attacks which given her state, wasn't a hard thing to do considering she probably possessed half of the strength she normally did. After the fourth attack, she crumpled to the ground, sobbing. Tears spilling down her brown eyes. "I will kill you, I swear it." Though they both knew it wasn't true. Sango was friendless and weaponless, and even when she had those things she still couldn't kill him, so now that she had none she probably couldn't even scratch him, though she had to try.

Jabbing her fist towards his handsome smirking face, Sango screamed and put all of her energy into the punch. If she was to die, then she should at least blacken his eye, granted he would heal whatever injuries she gave him, if any at all, in a matter of a few seconds.

Naraku grabbed her left arm before it connected with her face, her right fist shot out but he grabbed that fist as well. With both of her arms in his grasp, she shot her knee upward but he blocked the kick and pushed her to the ground and climbed on top of her, still holding onto her arms.

Sango felt like she was drowning, she never had any man, not even Miroku this close to her, and on top of her at that. Sango wasn't stupid. She heard what males, both human and demon, did to human and demon females but she never thought it would happen to her. She thought if a demon or human man tried the disgusting act, their brains and blood would be on her boomerang before they could even lay a finger on her.

She turned her face to the side so she wouldn't have to look at him though he just simply turned his face to the side as well. "Let me go, you bastard!" She yelled in his face.

"Why would I do that?" He asked. "There is a reason I captured you." Placing both of her wrists in one hand, his other hand went to her chest. "You always kept this body in such tip top shape. It's too bad you'll lose this shape as your belly swells with my offspring." He sighed, as if he were really so sad he had to do such a thing.

Sango froze. She had thought that Naraku would maybe rape her, then kill her but she never thought he would intend to impregnate her. "Never." Her tone was cold and unyielding, if Naraku got her pregnant she would kill the baby. She would slam into a wall until she had a miscarriage or she would kill it as soon as it was born, even if she had to use her two hands to do it.

Naraku simply laughed in her face before shoving his head between her neck and left shoulder. His tongue shot out and began to lick the side of her neck, slowly.

Sango heard the action was supposed to be arousing but all she felt was disgust. "Get away from me, you pervert."

She was ignored though as he continued licking her before biting into her neck deep enough that she began to bleed. Suddenly, he flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her up by her hips. She was now on her hands and knees and one of her legs shot backwards to hopefully knee him in the groin or gut but she missed.

"This is the perfect position, my seed will go deeply into you like this." He began tearing her clothing and Sango began to fight more in earnest, she shook, she kicked, she tried to swing her arms around at him but Naraku's hold on her hips was too strong and he had used his tentacles to subdue her. With each tear in her clothing Sango's eyes welled up more and more.

I will not cry, she promised herself. I will not!

Naraku had finished shredding the back of her clothes but his tentacles still held her down, he was now removing the clothes coating his body. Leaning over her, he whispered in her ear, "Are you ready?" His voice had taken on a husky tone, not the normal evil or neutral tone of voice he always used.

She didn't answer him, she simply stared at the ground as she felt his flesh go near her own. She bit her lip so as not to scream when he finally entered her. Though Sango was a virgin, she knew it would hurt which was no problem for her as she was a demon slayer and was use to sustaining injuries but she guessed it would hurt ten times more with a demon man as opposed to a human one.

Naraku tore through her at once and buried himself deep and Sango was just barely able to stop a yelp from coming out of her mouth. He pulled out slowly then entered her again quickly before finding his rhythm. It did hurt as she suspected but she had been through mush worse. She was no princess who only ever knew scratches and cuts, she was a demon slayer and a strong one at that.

His body plowed into hers, and nothing but the slap of skin on skin could be heard. She felt him go deep inside her and her insides already felt sore though they had just started. She stared at the grass, trying to come up with some way to kill him but a solid plan never came to her. As he continued on with his thrusting, Sango cursed him in her head with every second that passed. Her arms finally gave out, tired, as he was battering her from behind but he simply moved to lay on top of her and continued thrusting.

Finally, he gave one hard thrust that went deeper then the ones before it and Sango felt him release into her. Instead of getting off of her like she thought he would, he instead continued to lay down on her.

"Get off." Her voice was still hard as stone, he hadn't broken her and never would.

He laughed, "Not yet, I want my seed to flow into you and I don't want a single drop wasted."

After about ten minutes he removed himself from her and Sango shot up. Her legs were sore and she felt uncomfortable between her thighs but she still stood, proud as ever and tried to attack again. Like last time he caught her arms and she was back on the ground.

"Was one coupling not good enough, do you want another?"

Naraku stood back up, taking Sango with him and suddenly they were off the ground. Flying through the air towards some terrible castle she supposed.

She thought of messing with Naraku and trying to make them both fall. Granted, the fall wouldn't kill him but it would kill her and at least Naraku would have a few good injuries as a memento of her though she wasn't given the chance. The moment they were fully in the air, he knocked her out.

Three Years Later

His red demonic eyes watched her as she played with his daughter. Her face was alight with joy and she was using that high pitch voice women used when talking to babies or cute little animals.

Sango's pregnancy was a long and rough one. She fought him as much as possible and tried to kill herself numerous times but no matter what she did, her stomach grew and grew and she gave birth to his daughter.

It had taken a lot to break her. Humiliating rape, various types of tortures from whippings and floggings, to teeth pulling and finger breaking. So far Sango has lost four teeth and all ten of her fingers and toes had been broken but were now healed.

They lived in a castle filled with human servants and so the only food Naraku allowed her was human meat. She had refused, screamed, and cursed but after starving for so long, she gave in and now relished the flavor. She was currently feeding herself from a servant he had just brought up while rocking the baby to sleep.

When the baby was sleep, Naraku sat down beside her and she instantly smiled as she set the baby down. Naraku leaned back on his arms, palms flat on the floor, and sat with his legs crossed as Sango climbed onto his lap happily.

She leaned down and kissed his lips before kissing his neck. "I want to kill them."

Naraku said nothing, he just simply laid back flat against the ground and let Sango straddle him. When both of their clothes were removed, he grabbed her waist and continued to listen to her as she rode him.

Between moans, she said. "I want to slaughter them, make them bleed and hurt." Her hips moved faster with each word she said and he smiled.

"How many?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter. I just need to feel it. I need to feel the blood on my face, hear their screams in my ears, and feel their life slip from my hands."

"Human or demon?"

"Both."

Naraku had put Sango through so much and continues to do so. The only way she copes with the pain is inflicting pain onto others. Human, demons, none of that matters. If they are alive and can scream, Sango wants to hear them screaming and Naraku would oblige.

He knew when she was close so he slid up and wrapped his hands around her back as he began to thrust up. "You want to cut them up? Rip out their organs?"

"Yessss."

"You want their children to watch as you do so? You want their children to be scarred by this? You want them to hate you?" Naraku knew Sango loved hurting parents more than anything else because she wanted their children to see, she wanted their children to know the exact pain she was in though oddly enough she never hurt children, at least not physically.

"YES!" Sango shook as her orgasm hit her, her insides clenching around Naraku, trying to suck in every drop. He wrapped his arms tighter around her as she fell limp.

"I love you, Sango."

"And I love you, Naraku."

Whether those words were true or not didn't matter. She was still his and his she would be until her death.