Chapter 1
"You
okay" Sango asked her best friend Kagome.
Kagome just stared off
into space, then said quite abruptly "I-I saw her in a
dream…again"
Sango gasped "Kikyo?" she said softly knowing
the answer.
"Yeah… all the pieces…Sango I saw him
too"
"who?" she asked.
"I-I don't know but his face
was dark he-he was gonna kill me Sango if- if they hadn't shown up
he would have killed me like-like Kikyo" kagome burst into
tears.
"Well it was a long time ago I am sure he's dead or in
jail or something…"
"No-no he is coming after me…"
"You
don't know that it's been 11 years"
"no" kagome said
again and looked up deep into sango's eyes "I saw his face he
knows… that I could easily identify him"
Sango sighed it had
been eleven years and she still had nightmares every night yet she
had never mentioned anyone coming after her until now. Sango and
kagome were both 18 and in there last year of high school.
Sango was tall slim with her hair up in a hi ponytail, she got pretty
good grades and planned to go to college. Kagome was also tall and
slim she wore her dark hair down, got okay grades and had been very
traumatized by her older sisters death which was murder but to
everyone else she had died an accidental dearth the only one who new
the truth was kagome Sango and her mom. Normally an eighteen year old
girl would be over her sisters death but kagome had watch him kill
her she had seen Kikyo lose her young life.
They were to start
a new school closer by because there old one was well, it had been
burnt down earlier on in the year someone had started it but they
didn't know who. Unfortunately kagome and the rest of the school
had been inside luckily no one was hurt.
"Sango I can'tsigh
I can't go to another school"
"yes you can and you will" Sango put with a smile.
"No I…"
"you can and will,
we have all the same classes thanks to your mom and this school this
is supposed to be awesome"
"I guess your right sigh"
"Of
course I am" Sango agreed with a small laugh even though she was
worried seriously for her friend who for some reason had had
excellent instincts since she was 7.
-No we'll have a great last
lil while at school- she finally thought shoving it to the back of
her mind.
a/n how was it, bad well my first fanfic
