It was Kikyo.
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I bet you didn't see that one coming. Or did you? I hope it wasn't obvious.
Anyways...
Chapter two: Broken
Kikyo brought Yasha to a man with long black hair. His name was Naraku. He and Kikyo had one son and two daughters. All of which managed to escape his evil restraint at a young age. But he wanted a true slave. One that would do whatever he pleases without any disobedience whatsoever. And if he could not find one that way, he would make one; and she was gonna be his first rat.
"First, let me introduce myself. I am Naraku. But you will call me Lord Naraku. And this is my lovely wife, Kikyo. And you, tell me your name."
"Never."
"Kikyo, if you would please. It seems we'll have to approach this a little differently."
"What the hell is this thing! Get it off me you wench!"
"That is the collar that we will use to put the little puppy in her place." Kikyo snickered.
"Indeed Kikyo. The first thing I want you to know is that I always get what I want. The second thing you must know is that I can kill you whenever I see it fit. The third thing is that you will tell me your name or I will kill you now. S..l...o...w...l...y"
"You sick bastard."
"Last chance puppy."Kikyo snickered.
"Damn you. My name is Yasha Yoshikimura, princessof the kingomofKyushsu."
"It's about time. Sango, where are you?"
"You rang?" Sango answered irritatedly.
"Take her to her room."
"Yes my lord."
"Sango, I know that name, but why?" Yasha thought as she searched her memory.
"Does something trouble you?"Sango asked.
"This. Do you know what it is?" Yasha questioned, pointing to a thin black leather strip with a small sapphire encrusted on the front.
"No I do not. I'm sorry."
"That's alright. It's just so-" that's it! It hit her like a brick falling from the sky. "Do you know anyone named Miroku?"
"Yes, why?" Sango replied, rather confused.
"Is he well?"
"I believe so. Why must you know?"
"That does not matter. Where is he?"
Sango looked around cautiosly to see if anyone was listening, "You must never tell Naraku that I did this."
"I promise."
"Swear it!"
"I swear."
"This way." Sango carefully led Yasha through a series of passageways. "He's inside." Sango whispered cautiously before slinking away into hiding for fear she might be seen. Yasha opened the door and walked in.
"Hmm? What's this?" she thought. "Sango. Sango!"she whispered.
"Yes?"
"Look."
Sango read the note just loud enough for the two of them to hear,
"Dear Sango,
I have finally escaped this horrible place, and do not fear for I will return for you. I have gone to seek help and become stronger and free all those
that Naraku tortures. Tell every maid, every slave, and every captive, that I will return for them. But just know, that you will be the first to leave those darkened gates.
Love,
Miroku
"It seems as though I have just missed him." She looked over at Sango and saw tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't cry Sango. He'll be back, he said so himself."
"Don't be a fool, he'll never get out of here alive. How do we even know that he did?"
"Just have faith Sango, he'll come through."she put her arms around Sango, it was hard to comfort her because Yasha was younger and shorter.(FYI: Miroku is currently 12, Sango is 11, and Yasha is 10.)
Sango took Yasha to her room and let silent tears fall the whole way there.
"Sango, do not leave yet. I have more questions for you. Here, come sit on my bed."
"O.K."
"There, there Sango. Do not fear, I know our friend will come true to his word."
"How can you be so cheerful, and full of hope?"
"How can I not?"
"After a while here, you'll understand."
"I'm afraid I don't follow. Might you have some words of wisdom for me?"
"Yes.
Stay out of his way.
Do only as told.
Attempting any escape will get you killed.
Do not rebel.
Don't let him wear you down, because that is what he is trying to do."
"Dirty bastard. I thank you much Sango."
"Please, tell me your name. I must know."
"Yasha Yoshikimura of the Kenishwei district."
"How is that possible? The king and queen's daughter had gone missing about five...years...ag...o." Sango stared at the bracelets and ring. "They assumed you were dead because you didn't return."
"I was handed over to a tribe of wolf demons."
"By who? How? And why?"
"That traitorous snake."
"Who?"
"My mother."
"That's horrible...Wait a minute, now I know why you were looking for Miroku. He told me about you."
"Yes, the day I was kidnaped, we were on our way to get you. He wanted us to meet. And-"
"When you were almost there you vanished. You, your horse, and your dogs."
"My pets!"
There was a light scratching outside her door. Sango went over to open it. "Don't...do it." too late. Her dogs came stampeding through the doors and trampled poor Sango. Then they rushed over to the window and pawed wildly at it. Yasha hurried over to see what the problem was. There was her beautiful stallion gazing up at the window. "Oh no. what am I gonna do now? Go on boy, go hide in the trees." and as if to understand her, he plodded away into the forest to await her arrival. Then
she turned around, "And just what do you think I'm supposed to do with you?" Her dogs just cocked their heads at her as if to say, "I dunno."
"I should get going back to my room now. I will see you tomorrow at dawn. Farewell."
"Goodnight."
A year had passed since they first met. They had become very good friends. They had helped each other stay strong. But then when Miroku had returned for Sango, she was asleep and could not tell him of his long lost friend. Miroku would have freed the rest of them, but he only managed to become stronger and was not able to find help. So
he kept his promise to Sango. Now Yasha had no one to turn to, and this made her very afraid.
Naraku easily broke her spirit, took away her hope, and gave her one reason to live: when she told him her name, that was all he needed. He was able to find her parents and Koga. If she did not work, they did not live. That was the only thing that kept her going, the only thing that made her not want to die right then and there.
She put up with this for five years. Then she was brought to a slave auction...