Chapter Three
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Kriselle had walked all night, and was nowhere near civilization. And already she missed Miroku. The sun had begun to rise. She stifled a yawn and decided to sit down since her legs were giving out. I hope Kagome's okay, she thought, climbing a tree to sit in.
She was drifting off again. She was dreaming. She dreamt of many things, sometimes of Miroku and sometimes of things completely irrelevant, like her parents or shopping. She dreamt of her squirrelly shape changing companion, Shippou. She dreamt he was trying to wake her up.
"Hey!" Kriselle finally woke up. "Ugh, what?" She moaned, struggling to regain her dream.
"Kriselle, oh Kriselle it is not good," he continued as if she would automatically understand what he was going on about.
"WHAT?" she yelled back at him, fed up with no sleep and little food. Shippou found himself a nice little spot in the tree and began to speak again.
"Well, good news, I found Inuyasha, bad news, he found Miroku."
Kriselle nearly fell out of the tree at this news. "He's not hurt is he?" She narrowed her eyes at Shippou, who returned the question with a look that seemed as if it was a nice juicy combo of fear and sadness. With that, she jumped down from the tree, barely holding back the tears. She ran towards the hotel without actually asking Shippou if he was actually taken there. She just knew.
About half way there, she was stopped by a stranger. A girl that looked no older then herself, stood in her path. Her clothing resembled that of a ninja, and she looked ready to fight. I don't have time for this, thought Kriselle, getting ready for an attack.
"Please stand aside," said Kriselle, trying to be threatening, or something like that. Trust me, it didn't work well for her. The girl did not move. Instead, she moved quickly closer to Kriselle. "Look, I don't have time for this, you see, my boyfriend." the sentence was cut off by the girl lunging at her. She had knocked her down and was holding a dagger at her throat.
"Your boyfriend?" The girl asked laughingly. Kriselle knew this would be the end if she did not fight. With a sudden burst of strength, she picked up the girl by the throat and rammed her into a nearby tree. She jumped to her feet and began to run, only to be stopped again by the girl. She's fast, I'll give her that. Pain didn't seem to slow her down, since she had a huge gash in her arm and didn't even seem to notice. The girl threw a sharp kick at Kriselle. She missed, but not by much.
It was at times like this that Kriselle regretted not carrying a weapon. She wasn't a quick thinker, and while she was deciding what to do she felt a sharp object hit her ear. A knife. As if it wasn't enough that this girl was kicking her and jumping on her, now she was using knives. That's it, no more. Kriselle threw a kick at her. The girl dodged. Dammit. Who does she think she is?
Kriselle kicked her again in the ribs. Crack. Bingo. It only took one good shot and she was down. Or so she thought. The girl was better with pain then she thought. She kicked Kriselle back, though this time it was hard. And in the face. Her nose started spraying blood. She finally found the strength to ignore the pain. She kicked the girl in the ribs again, and ran for her life.
By the time she got to the hotel, she had lost so much blood that she was ready to faint. Kagome came running out to greet her, and her eyes dropped at the sight. "What happened?" Kagome helped her into the hotel and layed her down on a bed. Kriselle did not answer. She couldn't. Her mouth was filling with blood. Miroku ran to her side. His injuries were not severe, just a few scratches and a black eye. "She's obviously been attacked," explained Kagome to Miroku and Inuyasha, who had just come in. Tears filled Miroku's eyes as he spoke only one word. "Sango."
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Kriselle had walked all night, and was nowhere near civilization. And already she missed Miroku. The sun had begun to rise. She stifled a yawn and decided to sit down since her legs were giving out. I hope Kagome's okay, she thought, climbing a tree to sit in.
She was drifting off again. She was dreaming. She dreamt of many things, sometimes of Miroku and sometimes of things completely irrelevant, like her parents or shopping. She dreamt of her squirrelly shape changing companion, Shippou. She dreamt he was trying to wake her up.
"Hey!" Kriselle finally woke up. "Ugh, what?" She moaned, struggling to regain her dream.
"Kriselle, oh Kriselle it is not good," he continued as if she would automatically understand what he was going on about.
"WHAT?" she yelled back at him, fed up with no sleep and little food. Shippou found himself a nice little spot in the tree and began to speak again.
"Well, good news, I found Inuyasha, bad news, he found Miroku."
Kriselle nearly fell out of the tree at this news. "He's not hurt is he?" She narrowed her eyes at Shippou, who returned the question with a look that seemed as if it was a nice juicy combo of fear and sadness. With that, she jumped down from the tree, barely holding back the tears. She ran towards the hotel without actually asking Shippou if he was actually taken there. She just knew.
About half way there, she was stopped by a stranger. A girl that looked no older then herself, stood in her path. Her clothing resembled that of a ninja, and she looked ready to fight. I don't have time for this, thought Kriselle, getting ready for an attack.
"Please stand aside," said Kriselle, trying to be threatening, or something like that. Trust me, it didn't work well for her. The girl did not move. Instead, she moved quickly closer to Kriselle. "Look, I don't have time for this, you see, my boyfriend." the sentence was cut off by the girl lunging at her. She had knocked her down and was holding a dagger at her throat.
"Your boyfriend?" The girl asked laughingly. Kriselle knew this would be the end if she did not fight. With a sudden burst of strength, she picked up the girl by the throat and rammed her into a nearby tree. She jumped to her feet and began to run, only to be stopped again by the girl. She's fast, I'll give her that. Pain didn't seem to slow her down, since she had a huge gash in her arm and didn't even seem to notice. The girl threw a sharp kick at Kriselle. She missed, but not by much.
It was at times like this that Kriselle regretted not carrying a weapon. She wasn't a quick thinker, and while she was deciding what to do she felt a sharp object hit her ear. A knife. As if it wasn't enough that this girl was kicking her and jumping on her, now she was using knives. That's it, no more. Kriselle threw a kick at her. The girl dodged. Dammit. Who does she think she is?
Kriselle kicked her again in the ribs. Crack. Bingo. It only took one good shot and she was down. Or so she thought. The girl was better with pain then she thought. She kicked Kriselle back, though this time it was hard. And in the face. Her nose started spraying blood. She finally found the strength to ignore the pain. She kicked the girl in the ribs again, and ran for her life.
By the time she got to the hotel, she had lost so much blood that she was ready to faint. Kagome came running out to greet her, and her eyes dropped at the sight. "What happened?" Kagome helped her into the hotel and layed her down on a bed. Kriselle did not answer. She couldn't. Her mouth was filling with blood. Miroku ran to her side. His injuries were not severe, just a few scratches and a black eye. "She's obviously been attacked," explained Kagome to Miroku and Inuyasha, who had just come in. Tears filled Miroku's eyes as he spoke only one word. "Sango."