CryingAngelOfDarkness : Hello. This is my first Fanfic (On fanfiction) so please, be harsh in your judgement of this story. You don't learn anything if people hold back, so please tell me of all the bad things in the story. That's all I ask. Thank You.

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Things that are in italic and bold are memories ( like this)

Murderous Thoughts Of A Warrior

Chapter 1: All I Had

Sango sat all alone by the riverbed, staring in the water at her reflection. Her eyes were blood shot from the tears that rapidly escaped her eyes. She wiped them away, but more kept rolling down her pale face, rippiling the surface of the river.

"Ko...ha...ku..." She choked out.

She held her trembling form, remembering the events that took place this cursed afternoon.

"Kohaku! Please stop! Listen to me!" Sango yelled as she blocked his assalt with Hiraikotsu.

He did not respond to her. He still attacked with all that was in him. Inuyasha and the others would have helped, but they were dealing with the wind sorseress, Kagura and a certain...bargain.

"Sango!" The young miko yelled to her friend.

She took a step foward, but way stopped by Inuyasha's arm. Kagome held onto his fire rat yukata. She could no longer watch.

"You know the 'rules' though Kagome," Miroku spoke " If we try to help Sango, Kohaku will die."

He looked to the side to see Kagura smirk.

"The boy will die either way" Kagura told the others.

"What do you mean?" Inuyasha questioned.

It was already answered when he saw dark clouds form in the sky. Naraku made his apperance. All combat ceased as Kohaku and Kagura leapt to their masters side.

"Naraku. What is he doing here?" Kagome questioned.

Naraku looked to her. Kagome felt a shiver go down her spine. He smirked and returned his gaze to Sango.

"I am here to do one thing only, and that is to reclaim what is mine." He spoke with an angry expression on his face. " You see, Kohaku has defied me...for the last time."

Sango watched helpless as Naraku walked behind her younger sibiling, and slowly removed the Shikon shard from his back.

'No...This can't be happening!' Sango thought. But as reality would have it, is was happening.

Sango watched as all of Kohaku's old wounds reopened.

"You can have this as a reminder" Naraku said, tossing Kohaku's almost lifeless body to her. "Now that my duty here is done..."

Miasma swirled around him and his incarnation, the disapated, signalizing his escape.

Sango could have cared less, as she held her dying brother in her arms. His blood soaked thru his clothes and onto her kimono. Blood was pouring from his mouth, and his breaths became shallow with each exhale.

"Kohaku! Please don't do this..."

He slowly opened his eyes. He lifted the corners of his mouth and smiled at her.

"I'm...so sorry for the cuts and scars I gave you....."

Sango shook her head and tried to speak thru the lump in her neck.

"Don't worry...about it...Kohaku. They don't matter. Now don't talk. Please save your strength and try to--"

Kohaku shook his head, and tears began to pour down his cheeks. He knew he would not live on.

"I won't...I need to say one thing...I love you...sister..."

Sango looked as his chest went down, and never rose again. She held his body closer to her and began rocking back and forth.

"Kohaku...No...It can't be...Don't leave me..."

She began sobbing loudly.

'Why? Why did you leave me? I need you here Kohaku.'

She cluched her heart and hunched foward. The pain of losing him hurt her heart, and the thought of being the only one left in her clan began to peck at her brain.

'I'm all alone now...no one left...'

"But I don't wanna be alone."

She looked up to the heavens. She wanted to join them so badly. But she couldn't commit suicide. She needed revenge. she ripped out her ponytail and yelled as she rapidly ran her hands in it out of frustration.

"But..." She chocked, fighting back the tears "What good is trying to get revenge...when you've lost all will to fight? When you've lost all will to live?"

Those questions echoed through her mind as she stumbled back to the camp site. Her eyes were no longer teary, but were red and her face held traces of the tears. Her hair was also a mess. She didn't care though. She was tired from crying, and needed a nice, long sleep.

'Eternal sleep is what I really want though...' Her mind relayed to her. She nodded.

Even in her past she wasn't allowed to die. She didn't want to. She had things to do. But now...it was all to much.

As soon as she came to the camp site, she got all the attention. But It was all pity. Even looks of pity came from Inuyasha.

'Pity?' She thought 'They all feel pity for me? No!'

She looked angry for a minute, but changed her look as she went it the hut. She got a sleeping bag and pillow and called it a night.

"I should feel different in the morning..." She told herself.

Little did she know how differenent she would be...