Note: Is katana a japanese word? I'm not sure, but for those of you who don't know what it is, it's a
sword. (I read it in this fantasy book and then I couldn't find katana in the dictionary.)
At the end of Sango's grief ridden vision glowed a constant ardent hope. This hope would
pull her through her malicious memories and through life itself. As she approached this light, it
wrapped its arms around her waist and lifted her to her feet. This hope was the memory of Miroku,
her warm, generous friend... the only memory that kept her from dying of grief. And this beautiful
memory would not let her be defeated by a demon.
Yukina stared at the slayer in complete awe. How can she stand as though she's ready to
fight me? she thought. The overwhelming flood of her bad memories was supposed to cause her to
die from sorrow.
Sango slid her katana out of the sheath, all the while keeping a stone glare of intermingled
hatred and revenge locked with Lady Sadako's sapphire eyes. "You tried to kill someone very close
to my heart. Whether or not her has feelings for you, I don't care. I will make you pay with your
life."
"How were you able to overpower my Spell of Forgotten Memories? As I used my magic to
drain away all hope in your mind, you slowly began to release your soul from your body. But then
you defeated my spell, and stole your memories back. Even then your should have died from the
sudden remembrance of all the pain you've ever endured!"
Sango's temper flared. "Shut up! I'm sick of listening to your voice! Do you have any idea
what it's like listening to you? For hours I lay here listening to your drab, monotone voice feed
doubt into my mind, telling me I was worthless and that life is too miserable to bear. And I'm sick of
it! So just stop boring me!"
Her silver-bladed katana flew through the air in the direction of Yukina's face. The demon's
hand jerked upward in defense, glowing with a black light, forcing the katana away with her energy,
and sending Sango skidding across the floor.
"What do you have against monks anyway?" Sango growled. "Killing them after making
love to them. You make me want to hurl!"
The black light radiating from Yukina's fingers lengthened and solidified into two daggers.
"You don't know the half of it you stupid girl! I was told by a very reliable source that the one that
had murdered me had disguised himself as a monk. He gave me a body and demon powers for my
plan of revenge."
Clang! Metal clashed in the eerie atmosphere of Yukina's chambers, one katana skillfully
slicing though the air to block the two daggers fighting their way to her heart. "Just because you
can't keep a steady mate doesn't mean you can come after the one I love!" Sango gasped.
Yukina raised her arm and hurled one of the daggers in Sango's direction. The demon-slayer
dropped to the ground, avoiding the attack, swinging her leg out and knocking her opponent to the
ground. The thrown dagger landed with a thud on the opposite wall.
Sango quickly jumped to her feet, setting the sole of her foot on top of Yukina's head, her
katana hovering in the air, ready for the final, swift attack.
"Twenty years ago Seto belonged to me before you stole him and deceived his heart!"
Yukina screamed.
"Seto?"
"That monk you travel with... your lover.. He used to be mine!"
"Twenty years ago Miroku was a baby," Sango argued. "I think you have the wrong
person."
"Long ago I wasn't the bloodthirsty demon-ghost stealing bodies, hungry for the death of the
one who killed me. For ten years after my death, I resided inside the body of a Lady Sakura, which
eventually caused her to fall ill and die. But I didn't care, I just wanted to know why Seto would do
such a thing to me," the demon said, her eyes clouding with sad reminiscence. "I was a beautiful
woman by the name of Yukina loved by a samurai with a heart of gold, until he returned from a
long journey and killed me. And why I ask? Because of you."
Sango relaxed her foot a bit as the demoness revealed her confusing past. Though she was
angry at Yukina's attempt to kill Miroku and about all the other people she had caused pain, she
couldn't help but feel a little sorrow for the woman whose hate had morphed her into this vengeful
monster of darkness.
"You should have let go of your hate long ago, Yukina," Sango said. "It's going to
end up destroying you eventually."
Yukina's pupils disappeared as her nails lengthened and fangs protruded from her lips. With
Sango distracted, she threw the demon-hunter off her back and yelled, "Oh, spare
me! I don't suppose a loved one has ever played backstabber with you!"
Sango stumbled a few steps, thrusting her katana into the ground for support. My God, she
thought. This woman really is serious. She really does think Miroku is this Seto of hers.
A sudden rush of cold wind caused both Sango and Yukina to turn heads to the appearance
of a black-haired person in the doorway.
Oh goodie, Sango thought sarcastically. I'll bet he's her "reliable source."
It was Naraku.
Note: Don't forget to keep reviewing guys! I feel like all of a sudden no ones reading story. How's
this: no ending unless I get some feedback! (Smiles sweetly) thank you!
sword. (I read it in this fantasy book and then I couldn't find katana in the dictionary.)
At the end of Sango's grief ridden vision glowed a constant ardent hope. This hope would
pull her through her malicious memories and through life itself. As she approached this light, it
wrapped its arms around her waist and lifted her to her feet. This hope was the memory of Miroku,
her warm, generous friend... the only memory that kept her from dying of grief. And this beautiful
memory would not let her be defeated by a demon.
Yukina stared at the slayer in complete awe. How can she stand as though she's ready to
fight me? she thought. The overwhelming flood of her bad memories was supposed to cause her to
die from sorrow.
Sango slid her katana out of the sheath, all the while keeping a stone glare of intermingled
hatred and revenge locked with Lady Sadako's sapphire eyes. "You tried to kill someone very close
to my heart. Whether or not her has feelings for you, I don't care. I will make you pay with your
life."
"How were you able to overpower my Spell of Forgotten Memories? As I used my magic to
drain away all hope in your mind, you slowly began to release your soul from your body. But then
you defeated my spell, and stole your memories back. Even then your should have died from the
sudden remembrance of all the pain you've ever endured!"
Sango's temper flared. "Shut up! I'm sick of listening to your voice! Do you have any idea
what it's like listening to you? For hours I lay here listening to your drab, monotone voice feed
doubt into my mind, telling me I was worthless and that life is too miserable to bear. And I'm sick of
it! So just stop boring me!"
Her silver-bladed katana flew through the air in the direction of Yukina's face. The demon's
hand jerked upward in defense, glowing with a black light, forcing the katana away with her energy,
and sending Sango skidding across the floor.
"What do you have against monks anyway?" Sango growled. "Killing them after making
love to them. You make me want to hurl!"
The black light radiating from Yukina's fingers lengthened and solidified into two daggers.
"You don't know the half of it you stupid girl! I was told by a very reliable source that the one that
had murdered me had disguised himself as a monk. He gave me a body and demon powers for my
plan of revenge."
Clang! Metal clashed in the eerie atmosphere of Yukina's chambers, one katana skillfully
slicing though the air to block the two daggers fighting their way to her heart. "Just because you
can't keep a steady mate doesn't mean you can come after the one I love!" Sango gasped.
Yukina raised her arm and hurled one of the daggers in Sango's direction. The demon-slayer
dropped to the ground, avoiding the attack, swinging her leg out and knocking her opponent to the
ground. The thrown dagger landed with a thud on the opposite wall.
Sango quickly jumped to her feet, setting the sole of her foot on top of Yukina's head, her
katana hovering in the air, ready for the final, swift attack.
"Twenty years ago Seto belonged to me before you stole him and deceived his heart!"
Yukina screamed.
"Seto?"
"That monk you travel with... your lover.. He used to be mine!"
"Twenty years ago Miroku was a baby," Sango argued. "I think you have the wrong
person."
"Long ago I wasn't the bloodthirsty demon-ghost stealing bodies, hungry for the death of the
one who killed me. For ten years after my death, I resided inside the body of a Lady Sakura, which
eventually caused her to fall ill and die. But I didn't care, I just wanted to know why Seto would do
such a thing to me," the demon said, her eyes clouding with sad reminiscence. "I was a beautiful
woman by the name of Yukina loved by a samurai with a heart of gold, until he returned from a
long journey and killed me. And why I ask? Because of you."
Sango relaxed her foot a bit as the demoness revealed her confusing past. Though she was
angry at Yukina's attempt to kill Miroku and about all the other people she had caused pain, she
couldn't help but feel a little sorrow for the woman whose hate had morphed her into this vengeful
monster of darkness.
"You should have let go of your hate long ago, Yukina," Sango said. "It's going to
end up destroying you eventually."
Yukina's pupils disappeared as her nails lengthened and fangs protruded from her lips. With
Sango distracted, she threw the demon-hunter off her back and yelled, "Oh, spare
me! I don't suppose a loved one has ever played backstabber with you!"
Sango stumbled a few steps, thrusting her katana into the ground for support. My God, she
thought. This woman really is serious. She really does think Miroku is this Seto of hers.
A sudden rush of cold wind caused both Sango and Yukina to turn heads to the appearance
of a black-haired person in the doorway.
Oh goodie, Sango thought sarcastically. I'll bet he's her "reliable source."
It was Naraku.
Note: Don't forget to keep reviewing guys! I feel like all of a sudden no ones reading story. How's
this: no ending unless I get some feedback! (Smiles sweetly) thank you!