Sango led Miroku carefully from the room, her arm wrapped around his waist tightly as they walked. They floated out the lobby doors, Miroku's head rolled back on his shoulders as his eyes shined a glossy white. Sango drummed her fingers on his hip as her other hand clenched his arm over her shoulder.

They walked quickly down the street, movements a blur beneath the streetlights.

Sango whispered to Miroku in his mind, telling him this was what he wanted. To not be so weak. Miroku blinked as he tried to focus his vision, finding nothing but fog in his gaze. He squeezed her arm tightly, trying to steady himself. His mouth felt dry, and he felt himself glancing after every person that passed. His stomach simmering with a strange new feeling.

Sango remained calm, her eyes searching the dark rooftops as she walked. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of one of her followers crouched on the tile roof. The girl's movements were swift and precise, her hands snaking across the roof top as she crawled on all fours. Sango knew there were others tracking her, curious as to the mortal in her arms. She looked up as the houses began to break away, the spaces between them becoming long gaps of empty lots.

Her heels crackled on the gravel road as the cold air licked her neck. In the distance she could see the house, standing black against the hill tops outside of the city. Quickening her pace, she broke into a jog, forcing Miroku to run with her.

Her eyes scanned around her again as more and more of her followers began appearing in the dark. Their eyes burned with hunger, and their breaths became shuttered as they ran. Sango turned her head as the breeze pulled her hair from it's loose braid.

The house loomed against the moonlight, with its darkened windows as eyes and a large set of double doors as its mouth. She climbed the crackling porch smoothly as her followers appeared on the grass behind her. Lifting her hand from Miroku's wrist, she placed it on the handle pushing the door open forcefully. Glancing slowly over her shoulder, she entered the dark foyer as her followers hissed behind her.