Prologue I don't own anybody! plz don't sue me! except sakira
It was a clear, starry night sky. Sango was inside an abandoned shelter lying on a pile of hay, feeling kniving pain in her stomach as though she were about to die on the spot. Miroku was outside, worried to death. What if she dies after giving birth? He had heard of mothers dying in childbirth in many places. He just had to keep thinking to himself, At least Kagome's in there to help her out. But what if there's something wrong that she can't catch? Dear Sango, I do hope you're all right.
Kagome was stressed beyond control. Inuyasha was severely injured from a battle with two demons and not to mention Kagura, and her best friend was just about to have a baby. She kept scurrying from room to room tending to both. But noe that Inuyasha was safe and sound asleep, it was time for Sango.
Panting, she hurried to her friend's wails and her furious pleas for the pain to end. Kirara was mewing constantly, worried sick for her companion.
"Sango, you can do it! Push!" Kagome yelled over the cries of agony.
"AAAUGH! AAAUGH! KAGOME, I CAN'T! JUST KILL ME NOW!"
"No, Sango, just push with everything you've got and it'll all be over soon!"
Outside, Shippo was keeping Miroku company. His monk friend was clenching his fists so hard his knuckles were white. Sango's voice could probably be heard miles away, the young fox demon thought. He looked back over at Miroku.
"I hope Sango will be okay," he said.
Miroku said nothing. He looked as though he were fighting back tears. Then he froze. Shippo heard it, too. Among the agonizing wails and the encouraging shrieks came a new sound. A crying baby.
The girls' yells ceased, and Kagome opened the door to allow the boys in. Sango was in a sitting position, holding a bundle of blankets and smiling down at it. She looked up at her husband, tears flowing freely down her pale cheeks.
"Our daughter, Miroku. Little Sakira." She looked back down at her baby as the father knelt down besider her.
"Sakira," he said. "I like it." He pulled out a locket that Kagome gave the two of them months back. He opened it up to reveal a smiling picture of his wife on the left side and himself on the right. He snapped it shut and, checking Sango for an affirmative glance, slipped the chain over his baby daughter's head.
Sakira then began flailing her arms about. Her father couldn't help but notice a cloth on her right hand, but not on her left.
"What's this?" he asked, pointing at the cloth.
Sango suddenly had a defeated look in her eyes. "Miroku…that's…" she sighed. "Her wind tunnel."
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A few minutes later
Suddenly Kagome felt something nearby…a demonic aura. "Oh no, not here, not now," she said. It was all she could do to keep from hyperventilating. " You guys feel that?"
The new parents nodded, both of them, like their future friend, had looks of utter fear in their eyes. All wondering the same thing, What will we do now?
Kagome, Kirara, and Shippo ran outside to investigate. There stood Kagura, grinning maliciously.
"Well, well, if it isn't Kagome. I thought I saw a wench somewhere around here. And if my ears didn't deceive me, there's a third little girl joining your pathetic little gang. Too bad she won't be here for long." She smirked.
Oh, no! She knows about Sakira! And I don't have my bow and arrows with me! Kagome thought, mentally panicking.
"Hey, Kagura!" a familiar voice called. Kagome turned around. Inuyasha was limping out to fight. No, Inuyasha. You're too weak to battle. Obviously Kagura noticed this, for she was just about to attack.
"Dance of the Dragons!" she exclaimed. With a wave of her fan, five cyclones came out of nowhere and charged at the group. Kirara jumped to the occasion magnificently. She transformed and removed Kagome and Shippo from their spots just in time, however Inuyasha was out of reach and took a direct hit from one of the cyclones. The impact sent him flying back, where he crashed against a rock and hit his head. He slid down and faintly called for Kagome before he crumpled at the bottom and lay motionless.
"INUYASHA!" Kagome screamed.
Kagura cackled. She raised her arm and was just about to finish him off when she noticed something happening behind the small shelter.
The monk, the warrior, and an apparently fragile bundle of blankets, supposedly the newborn, were attempting an escape on a giant brightly colored ball with big eyes.
"I don't think so, Dance of the Blades!" the wind sorceress yelled. One of the rings got the ball, and another got the monk. The whole party came tumbling down to the ground. Now's my chance, Kagura thought.
She pulled the feather out of her hair and rode it over to the falling family. "Hello, nice of you to drop by," she chuckled at her little joke. She grabbed hold of the mother with one hand, slammed her in the head with the other, knocking her into a dazed state. She fell, letting go of the baby.
Miroku gazed with horror from his spot on the ground. Sango was falling, and he had to catch her. He ran over and she landed safe in his arms. She moaned, rubbed her head, and the previous event sank in. She gasped and jumped down from safety and looked up at the sky.
"Thank you for the gift. Naraku and I will treasure her with all our lives, knowing that not only do we have the brother, we also have his niece. How lovely." And with that she whisked off into the night.
"NOOOO! YOU GIVE HER BACK! GIVE HER BACK RIGHT NOW!" Sango wailed in agony as if she were having another child. She then fell to her knees, a waterfall of tears pouring down her cheeks, sobbing uncontrollably. Miroku sank with her, tears in his eyes as well, and attempting to comfort her but to no effect. Sango turned around and collapsed into his arms, soaking his clothes. She didn't want to leave his embrace. She wanted to stay like this forever, knowing that if he was always having his arms right there, he wouldn't leave or be taken away. She lost her father, her brother, and now her daughter, to Naraku.
"SAKIRA!!!" she screamed after the kidnapper.
"Miroku, promise me you won't ever leave my sight." He looked at her and smiled his warm, sad smile.
"Sango," he said. "I'll always be right here." And he hugged her even more tightly.
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Meanwhile
Kagura was flying off to Naraku's castle. To pass the time, she was examining the child's features. She noticed a cloth on her right hand. Curious, she took it off.
All of a sudden a vast wind started sucking her toward the hand. Hastily, she put two and two together and put the cloth back on the hand. Of course. The monk's wind tunnel. Strange that it was passed down. This must be the work of Naraku. What's this?
She noticed a gold chain around Sakira's---or whoever---neck. Kagura pulled it out from under the blanket. A gold heart that apparently can be opened. She stuck a fingernail through a crack on one side and it popped open. Inside was a picture of the couple she just left behind. The mother on the left, and the father on the right. How did she get this? Oh, well. Dispose of it now and we'll tell her that her parents gave her away if she ever asks.
She slipped the chain up over her chin, but then it turned a bright blue and wouldn't go any further up her head. Kagura tugged with all her might but it wouldn't budge. She sighed and took her hand off for a little while. Then she tried again. This time it didn't go past the baby's chin. She tried this again and again, to the point when eventually it wouldn't even move unless the natural wind blew on it.
Kagura pursed her lips. If it's like this now, it'll be like this forever. Eventually this girl will figure out a way to get back to her parents. With a spell like this there's no doubt she'll return to her parents someday. She'll figure out who they are, how she was separated, and will avenge Naraku for it all. We won't have her forever. It'll only be worse if she figures out we killed them if we would in the future.
She looked from the stars back down to the baby, considering all of her thoughts. Naraku's not going to like this.
A/N: there will be an update. so plz R&R tell me wat ya think! so far...