Author's Note: Wow, I am soooo sorry it took me so long to update! No kuso, I mean it, I never take this long! Oops. Uh, well, I had school crud to do, in fact, I have a paper due tomorrow, but I'm not gonna do it until later, so there! Yup, I'm a rebel. Well, here are my review responses:

Arpeggio evil genius: I'm glad you're enjoying it, and thanks, I'll use your suggestion about a scorpion demon! *thinks how she can make it killer and ravenous for human meat...*

A: I'm sorry you feel that way, but there is a point (the whole thing you asked about, that's kind of it) but remember, it's not like I can MAKE you read it...

Disclaimer: We've been through this before, people. I DO NOT OWN INU-YASHA!! Now, I must go feed Miroku, I've managed to smuggle him out of the comic book and under my bed. *Strangled cries of, "help, she's keeping me prisoner!" emit from under the bed*. Uhhh, ignore that, it's... my... mouse. Uh huh.

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Inu-yasha swing the tetsaiga down towards Mirosha's head. "Get, out! I'll chop you out if you don't leave on your own free will!" The sword came closer and closer to the head of Kagome's body, ready to kill her.

"No!" Miroku shouted, his staff going up, blocking Inu-yasha's blow. "You musn't kill her, she still resides in lady Kagome's body! You knock her out of it, then Kagome will never be able to return to it, not to mention what it might do to Kagome's spirit!" Miroku's words apparently struck home; Inu-yasha put down his blade with a pout.

"Fine, but one wrong word out of her mouth and she's dead." Inu-yasha plopped down onto the ground with a resounding, "Feh."

"Okay, let's get this straight. In your own, true body you are a powerful half-demon, yes?" Mirosha nodded at Miroku's prompting. "And you must have been killed, much like the lady Kagome, to be in her body now. Tell me the last thing you remember, please?" Miroku sat down next to Inu-yasha and looked expectantly at Mirosha's quizzical face.

"Well, I had been fighting that bitch--" Inu-yasha gave a sharp intake of breath, "Kagura when she shot wind at me and I fell, wounded--"

"You mean dead. You died, didn't you! Feh, I knew you were no more powerful than I, dying like some kind of hum--" a look of pain crossed his amber eyes, "like Kagome. Continue."

"No, I just fell, injured horribly, and before I blacked out, I watched Kagura melt into this neat little puddle of blood and metal." Mirosha smirked, vengeance on her lips in a very un-kagome-like fashion. "Either way, she's dead, I'm alive, and you may do whatever you like, but there's no way I'll help you." She ended her statement with an odd kind of look. One that seemed to breath, 'just try and stop me.'

Miroku and Inu-yasha exchanged a glance, and in each other's eyes they saw desperation.

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Kagome ran forward, her sword poised, she slashed against her will. Up and down, the blade hacked, cutting the flesh of Ekkita, and spewing his blood everywhere. The snake, although half there, was still alive, and lunged at her from the side. Kagome neatly leapt up into a tree, wounds and all, coming behind the animal with a deadening blow. Ekkita sunk to the ground, split down the middle in a fashion that even Inu-yasha would have been proud of.

Kagome stepped away, horrified at the pile of gore that sat in front of her, but was shocked further at the sound of clapping behind her. Spinning around quickly, she searched for the source of the noise, and found herself looking at a pair of diminutive hands, clapping around a pair of reins in them.

"Very, very good! My lord might have had difficulty doing better! That was neat, the way you cut it in two, it looked so familiar, though..." It was a tiny child Kagome found herself speaking to, one with a pretty pink kimono, and a lopsided pony-tail.

"Rin." The word was simple, and soft, yet it still sent the message of fear to the small girl.

"H-h-ow do y-you know m-me?" Rin managed to stutter out, "I have not seen you in this life, and know you not." Rin backed away, fear in her tearing eyes. She was terrified.

"L-lord S-s-sessomaru!" she screamed shrilly, her voice carrying high above the trees, scaring away flocks of birds. Kagome readied herself. Sessomaru would be hear momentarily if he was any closer than ten miles, and had a bad habit of attacking first and then regretting that his questionee was dead.

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Author's note: I'm done for the night, but another update shall arrive sooner than you think! Did you guys know that the word closest to "Kagura" in the English language is "cigaret"? Go figure. Now, press the self-destruct button. You know the one. With the little "Go" label on it. Uh-huh.

Oh, yeah, and I have a random pissy beef. THEY TOOK INU-YASHA OFF OF THE AIR FOR FOUR WHOLE MONTHS AND REPLACED IT WITH SOME GAY AND RETARDED SHOW ABOUT A GIRL WHO RIDES A YELLOW SCOOTER AND BASHES PEOPLE UP-SIDE THE HEAD WITH A ROCK GUITAR. HOW CAN THE TWO POSSIBLY COMPARE?! WHAT DRUGS WERE THEY ON WHEN THEY DECIDED TO SWITCH THE TWO?! GAWD!

Ok, I'm calm now. That felt good. Ahh. Soothing release of anger. Bye now!

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