Chapter 6: What's going on?

Sesshomaru search the rubble for any trace that lingered of Naraku, but it seemed the wicked hanyou had indeed disintegrated. Sesshomaru had doubted the words of the youkai girl, but he could not deny what his own senses were telling him.Naraku was dead, and he Sesshomaru had been denied his prey. Sesshomaru turned silently and began to walk away from the field of devastation heading due west. Sesshomaru began to make his way through the haze. The dull metallic twang warned Sesshomaru that he had run into something, the lord of the western lands reached down and fished up, to his disbelief, his half brother's sword the Tetseiga. The fang of protection burned the youkai lord forcing him to drop the blade unceremoniously to the ground. Sesshomaru stood completely still as the ramifications of this development played swiftly through his mind. "Is he dead?" questioned Sesshomaru as he searched his senses for the answer though none came.

Kouga and Sango both agree to head in the direction they had last seen Kagome, slowly they made their why farther into the battlefield closer to the epicenter of the carnage, the smoke thickened and choked the weakened demon exterminator causing her to lean into the wounded wolf prince. Kouga glanced down at the determined young woman with concern, his ears told him that the boy trailing behind them was doing no better, the smoke was too much for their frail human bodies of that he was certain, but how to get the fierce woman to admit it and stay behind was another matter entirely. "Woman, you can go no farther," stated the wolf youkai bluntly as Sango fell coughing to her knees. Sango glared up at the battered and wounded demon and forced herself to her feet with sheer will and not much else. Kouga arched an eyebrow at the girl and said, "You should stay here, if not for your own health, consider his," growled Kouga with irritation as he pointed back to the coughing Kohaku. "Jerk," snapped Sango angrily, "listen up, we are coming with you," she added as she stomped forward disappearing into the smoke followed by the young boy. Kouga sighed and caught up with the angry girl. "Girl, heed me charging ahead blindly is foolish, anything could be lurking in this smoke," said Kouga a second before he was pulled deeper into the black smoke.

"Ow!" cried Miroku with a grimace wishing he had his hands free so he could rub his aching forehead. "What did you do that for?" he added with outraged innocence. Kagura glared up at him silently refusing to take his bait. Miroku could see that the demoness was fuming her face was flushed and her red eyes were narrowed. Well he was indeed successful in chasing away her worries and sadness, the only problem was he wasn't too sure that he wasn't going to be killed by the irritated wind youkai. Miroku grinned sheepishly at the girl pinned beneath him and struggled with something to say that might spare his life when he felt the debris above him settle. Miroku screamed as he felt the tremendous weight atop him shift on his leg with crushing pain. Kagura was startled by the monk's scream of agony she too let out a small shriek thinking that Naraku had found them. the pain was excruciating snatching the breath from his lungs bringing unbidden wetness to his violet eyes. "What is it?" she asked worriedly. "My leg," he bit out painfully. Kagura's own body was spared the crushing pain of the debris due to the fact the she was trapped in a small crevasse in the heap of debris, however the monk was not as fortunate one of his legs was not all the way in the crevasse.