Chapter 5: Thoughts
Inside the temple was dark and creepy. Weird noises echoed through the deserted hallways.
"Follow me," said Inuyasha as he started walking down one of the pitch black passageways.
In a different part of the temple, something awoke. A red light filled an empty room. A women's voice could be heard laughing. No, more like cackling.
"Finally! She is perfect!" said the voice in an evil tone. "Just what I have been waiting for."
Kagome noticed some strange things as she walked. She was still following Inuyasha and Miroku, while carrying Sango, headed to Inuyasha's fire. The hallways were lined with human skeletons. All of those dead people gave her the creeps. They looked old and burnt. In fact, many of the walls looked burnt as well.
"I wonder if there was some big fire," Kagome thought to herself. "Maybe that is why this place is deserted." All of a sudden, Kagome thought she heard something. She thought she heard laughter. Not happy laughter, but the maniacal sick laughter that was used for evil thoughts.
"Inuyasha, did you hear that?" Inuyasha's ears were already perked. He started sniffing around.
"Yeah, I thought I heard something but I can't smell anything. It must have been a small animal or something. Come on we are almost there." Kagome could see a faint light coming from the room up ahead. They finally reached the fire.
"Hey Inuyasha, could you have made the fire a little farther away?" asked Kagome sarcastically. She was tired from walking and her back hurt. Sango wasn't as light as she looked. Inuyasha just growled. Kagome and Miroku slowly set Sango down. Miroku started taking care of Sango's body while Kagome searched her bag for food.
"I'm sorry you guys, these are all that I have left." She tossed each of them a small bag of chips.
"Feh," Inuyasha said as he looked at the meager rations. "I'll go find something better to eat." He got up and disappeared out of the door into the waiting darkness.
"Kagome, can you watch Sango real quickly?" Miroku asked. "I will go get some water."
"Ok, here take this to hold the water in." Kagome handed him a thermos. "Don't worry I won't let anything happen," She said trying to reassure him.
Miroku walked out into the maze of passageways. He was still devastated. The only thing keeping him going was the hope that he could get Sango back and tell her how much he truly loved her. He couldn't cry anymore. He had no tears left to cry. Also, there was a time for grieving and a time for action. He had to be strong if he wanted to get Sango back.
"Why didn't I tell her before? I am a disgusting, perverted monk. How could she have fallen in love with me? Did she really mean it?" Miroku was so focused on talking to himself that he wasn't watching where he was going. He looked around. He had no clue where he was. "Oh well, it will give me more time to think," Miroku decided as he wandered all alone. Sure enough he eventually found the entrance of the temple. It was still raining heavily. He sat down right inside the archway.
"I hate Naraku! How could this happen? The woman of my dreams tells me that she loves me, and her soul is sucked from her body and stolen by an evil crazed genius! Fate is cruel." Miroku was becoming more and more depressed. Then he started to think about Sango. Her beautiful jet black hair, her stunning eyes, her ongoing strength and confidence. He had to get her back. "Sango, I will save you! If we ever get through this, I will tell you how I feel. I could be happy with you Sango. I would never look at another woman again. I swear on my life I would give it all if I could just hold you one more time." Miroku had started yelling to the sky. Maybe, somewhere, some merciful being would hear and have sympathy for a man in love. For a long time Miroku just stared off into the distance and thought about life and Sango.
"I should probably head back," Miroku thought. "They are probably starting to worry." He placed the thermos out in the rain. After it had filled up, he put the cap on and headed back.
Inside the temple was dark and creepy. Weird noises echoed through the deserted hallways.
"Follow me," said Inuyasha as he started walking down one of the pitch black passageways.
In a different part of the temple, something awoke. A red light filled an empty room. A women's voice could be heard laughing. No, more like cackling.
"Finally! She is perfect!" said the voice in an evil tone. "Just what I have been waiting for."
Kagome noticed some strange things as she walked. She was still following Inuyasha and Miroku, while carrying Sango, headed to Inuyasha's fire. The hallways were lined with human skeletons. All of those dead people gave her the creeps. They looked old and burnt. In fact, many of the walls looked burnt as well.
"I wonder if there was some big fire," Kagome thought to herself. "Maybe that is why this place is deserted." All of a sudden, Kagome thought she heard something. She thought she heard laughter. Not happy laughter, but the maniacal sick laughter that was used for evil thoughts.
"Inuyasha, did you hear that?" Inuyasha's ears were already perked. He started sniffing around.
"Yeah, I thought I heard something but I can't smell anything. It must have been a small animal or something. Come on we are almost there." Kagome could see a faint light coming from the room up ahead. They finally reached the fire.
"Hey Inuyasha, could you have made the fire a little farther away?" asked Kagome sarcastically. She was tired from walking and her back hurt. Sango wasn't as light as she looked. Inuyasha just growled. Kagome and Miroku slowly set Sango down. Miroku started taking care of Sango's body while Kagome searched her bag for food.
"I'm sorry you guys, these are all that I have left." She tossed each of them a small bag of chips.
"Feh," Inuyasha said as he looked at the meager rations. "I'll go find something better to eat." He got up and disappeared out of the door into the waiting darkness.
"Kagome, can you watch Sango real quickly?" Miroku asked. "I will go get some water."
"Ok, here take this to hold the water in." Kagome handed him a thermos. "Don't worry I won't let anything happen," She said trying to reassure him.
Miroku walked out into the maze of passageways. He was still devastated. The only thing keeping him going was the hope that he could get Sango back and tell her how much he truly loved her. He couldn't cry anymore. He had no tears left to cry. Also, there was a time for grieving and a time for action. He had to be strong if he wanted to get Sango back.
"Why didn't I tell her before? I am a disgusting, perverted monk. How could she have fallen in love with me? Did she really mean it?" Miroku was so focused on talking to himself that he wasn't watching where he was going. He looked around. He had no clue where he was. "Oh well, it will give me more time to think," Miroku decided as he wandered all alone. Sure enough he eventually found the entrance of the temple. It was still raining heavily. He sat down right inside the archway.
"I hate Naraku! How could this happen? The woman of my dreams tells me that she loves me, and her soul is sucked from her body and stolen by an evil crazed genius! Fate is cruel." Miroku was becoming more and more depressed. Then he started to think about Sango. Her beautiful jet black hair, her stunning eyes, her ongoing strength and confidence. He had to get her back. "Sango, I will save you! If we ever get through this, I will tell you how I feel. I could be happy with you Sango. I would never look at another woman again. I swear on my life I would give it all if I could just hold you one more time." Miroku had started yelling to the sky. Maybe, somewhere, some merciful being would hear and have sympathy for a man in love. For a long time Miroku just stared off into the distance and thought about life and Sango.
"I should probably head back," Miroku thought. "They are probably starting to worry." He placed the thermos out in the rain. After it had filled up, he put the cap on and headed back.