I'm back, I'm back, I'm back! So sorry it took so long! I'm getting
writer's block, somebody get me some ideas here!
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Sango hurled her boomerang down the creatures back, causing its spine to split open. It dropped to the ground, but still swiped at the soldiers from the damage to its nerves. Miroku placed a barrier around them, protecting them from the demon's razor sharp claws.
Koji ran to another demon, jabbing it in the eye with his sword. He took the distraction to his advantage, slicing the demon at its neck.
Miroku ran to the last demon, pulling out a sutra and placing it on the demon's forehead when it tried to swoop down and swallow him whole. The sutra glowed a fierce red, electrocuting the beast and killing it.
Everyone let out a breath as the last demon fell dead to the ground, everyone exhausted.
Sango strapped her weapon back on and walked over to the bodies of the now dead or dying demons. Miroku went to another one, both inspecting them closely.
"Sango!" he yelled. She ran over to him. He was looking through the demon's mane, his hand parted something on its neck. She inspected it closely, then pulled out what he had found.
In between her fingers, she held a small spider, now dead, that had latched itself onto the demons neck. A long thread was trailing out of it, leading for at least fifty feet. 'Spider demon,' she thought, 'it's taking control of other demons.'
"A demon is taking control of other demons," Sango said, "a spider demon."
"It also means that the culprit is nearby," Miroku said.
"Excuse me," Koji said, walking up to them, "what doe's this all mean?"
"What it means is," said Sango, "is that the demon controlling these has to have been in viewing range."
"It could also disguise itself," Miroku said.
"So what you're saying is, it could be one of the villagers," Koji replied.
"Koji!" Yuri ran up to her brother, covered in blood, "They're dead! They're dead!" She pointed to the far end of the village. "The spider killed them!"
The next day....*****************************************************
Everyone was on edge. No one talked to each other, and if they did, it was for false accusations.
Miroku was out putting sutra around and in the village, Koji demon hunting, Yuri never leaving his side. Sango stayed inside the hut, going through her things.
"What's this?" She pulled out a wrapped bundle from out of her bag and inspected it. She unwrapped it, a scroll falling out of it. Sango gasped in awe at the fine piece of clothing in front of her. It was a deep amethyst, pale crimson Sakura blossoms running down the side. She read the note that fell out.
i"Dear Sango, I remember you saying you never wanted to get married when you were five, and I hope you've decided to change your mind by now. When you finally decide to get a husband, wear this. I wore this kimono when I got your father.
Love, Your mother"
She inspected the dress. She was already nineteen, three months and she would be twenty, then considered to be to old to marry. She let out a breath. 'Alright mother, you got your wish. I'm ready.'
Sango put on the dress, undid her hair, put on some make-up. She held her breath as she walked out of the hut. The kimono was short and tight, only coming to her knees. 'Mother I hope you're happy, I look like a prostitute.'
She walked across the village, getting hoots and whistles from the villagers. Her cheeks flushed as she walked by. Her mother had always told her "for men it's body now, mind later, if not never." But this was just ridiculous.
"Sango?"
Sango turned around quickly, only to come face to face with Miroku. His jaw was dropped down to the floor. She blushed slightly at his staring.
"S-Sango, you look, amazing," he said. She looked down at the ground, her face still red. "Um, thank you houshi-sama," she said shyly.
"Miss Sango!" Koji ran over to her, smiling like an idiot, like always. Miroku faced faulted, while Sango let out a breath, blowing her bangs from her face. 'Can't we ever get a moment alone?!' they both thought at the same time.
"You look like an angel Miss Sango!" he said in a very Hojo-ish way, "I was wondering if we could go out sometime, just the two of us? Great! I'll come and get you later!"
He went off before she could even respond. Sango just stared after him, blinking in a what-just-happened fashion.
Miroku sighed and walked off into the village, moping, thinking, 'what does he have that I don't?'
"She accepted his offer?"
"Yup, he's gonna do it tonight."
Miroku went around the corner, hiding from the two men speaking. 'Are they talking about Koji?'
"Kinda feel sorry for the wench though. She doesn't know that he's planning to score with her tonight."
"By tomorrow morning, she's gonna be one of his bitches."
Miroku gasped. 'Sango...'
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Sango hurled her boomerang down the creatures back, causing its spine to split open. It dropped to the ground, but still swiped at the soldiers from the damage to its nerves. Miroku placed a barrier around them, protecting them from the demon's razor sharp claws.
Koji ran to another demon, jabbing it in the eye with his sword. He took the distraction to his advantage, slicing the demon at its neck.
Miroku ran to the last demon, pulling out a sutra and placing it on the demon's forehead when it tried to swoop down and swallow him whole. The sutra glowed a fierce red, electrocuting the beast and killing it.
Everyone let out a breath as the last demon fell dead to the ground, everyone exhausted.
Sango strapped her weapon back on and walked over to the bodies of the now dead or dying demons. Miroku went to another one, both inspecting them closely.
"Sango!" he yelled. She ran over to him. He was looking through the demon's mane, his hand parted something on its neck. She inspected it closely, then pulled out what he had found.
In between her fingers, she held a small spider, now dead, that had latched itself onto the demons neck. A long thread was trailing out of it, leading for at least fifty feet. 'Spider demon,' she thought, 'it's taking control of other demons.'
"A demon is taking control of other demons," Sango said, "a spider demon."
"It also means that the culprit is nearby," Miroku said.
"Excuse me," Koji said, walking up to them, "what doe's this all mean?"
"What it means is," said Sango, "is that the demon controlling these has to have been in viewing range."
"It could also disguise itself," Miroku said.
"So what you're saying is, it could be one of the villagers," Koji replied.
"Koji!" Yuri ran up to her brother, covered in blood, "They're dead! They're dead!" She pointed to the far end of the village. "The spider killed them!"
The next day....*****************************************************
Everyone was on edge. No one talked to each other, and if they did, it was for false accusations.
Miroku was out putting sutra around and in the village, Koji demon hunting, Yuri never leaving his side. Sango stayed inside the hut, going through her things.
"What's this?" She pulled out a wrapped bundle from out of her bag and inspected it. She unwrapped it, a scroll falling out of it. Sango gasped in awe at the fine piece of clothing in front of her. It was a deep amethyst, pale crimson Sakura blossoms running down the side. She read the note that fell out.
i"Dear Sango, I remember you saying you never wanted to get married when you were five, and I hope you've decided to change your mind by now. When you finally decide to get a husband, wear this. I wore this kimono when I got your father.
Love, Your mother"
She inspected the dress. She was already nineteen, three months and she would be twenty, then considered to be to old to marry. She let out a breath. 'Alright mother, you got your wish. I'm ready.'
Sango put on the dress, undid her hair, put on some make-up. She held her breath as she walked out of the hut. The kimono was short and tight, only coming to her knees. 'Mother I hope you're happy, I look like a prostitute.'
She walked across the village, getting hoots and whistles from the villagers. Her cheeks flushed as she walked by. Her mother had always told her "for men it's body now, mind later, if not never." But this was just ridiculous.
"Sango?"
Sango turned around quickly, only to come face to face with Miroku. His jaw was dropped down to the floor. She blushed slightly at his staring.
"S-Sango, you look, amazing," he said. She looked down at the ground, her face still red. "Um, thank you houshi-sama," she said shyly.
"Miss Sango!" Koji ran over to her, smiling like an idiot, like always. Miroku faced faulted, while Sango let out a breath, blowing her bangs from her face. 'Can't we ever get a moment alone?!' they both thought at the same time.
"You look like an angel Miss Sango!" he said in a very Hojo-ish way, "I was wondering if we could go out sometime, just the two of us? Great! I'll come and get you later!"
He went off before she could even respond. Sango just stared after him, blinking in a what-just-happened fashion.
Miroku sighed and walked off into the village, moping, thinking, 'what does he have that I don't?'
"She accepted his offer?"
"Yup, he's gonna do it tonight."
Miroku went around the corner, hiding from the two men speaking. 'Are they talking about Koji?'
"Kinda feel sorry for the wench though. She doesn't know that he's planning to score with her tonight."
"By tomorrow morning, she's gonna be one of his bitches."
Miroku gasped. 'Sango...'