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Miroku: I'm free!
/Handcuffs fall to the ground/
Sango: Did you know that you're late?
Miroku: Late? Late for what?
Sango: Your flight, of course!
Miroku: What flight?
Sango: This one!
/Hits Miroku with hirakotsu/
/Soars away and fades in the distance/
Miroku: THAT'S NOT FUNNY!
Sango: I wonder if he can see Kaede's village from up there.
QJP: Probably not. Kaede's village is in the opposite direction.
Sango: Then what's in that direction?
/Miroku's voice comes from the distant village/
Miroku: THANK YOU, SANGO!
QJP: The village of young, scantily clad, single women.
Baka-chan: WHAT!
/Starts running in Miroku's direction/
Baka-chan: Wait for me, Miroku!
Sango: Ah, don't you want to stop him?
QJP: Oh, no! They'll be back in 5…4…3…2…1…!
Miroku and Baka-chan: Help!
/Sprint past Sango and QJP with black eyes/
QJP: They're cannibals that only eat perverts!
/The cannibals run by Sango and QJP/
Sango: Miroku's biggest fear come true!
QJP: What?
Sango: Miroku having to run from a beautiful girl!
QJP: Doesn't he do that all the time with you?
Sango: Yeah, but those girls want to eat him and I don't mean in the way he would like them to!
/Sango and QJP stare at each other and suddenly crack up laughing/
Chapter Two: Hauntings from the Past
Losing his balance as his senses came back to him, Miroku dropped to his knees. "Hey! Where are we, Shippo, and where's the katana?"
Pivoting on the spot and looking around the dense forest, Shippo tried to regain his sense of direction as he watched his brother search for their weapons. "I don't know where we are but I know when it is."
Hearing the fear in Shippo's voice, he stopped and looked at him with an annoyed look on his face. "Okay then when is it."
Muscles spasming from fear, Shippo slowly began to open and close his mouth. Becoming very annoyed and frustated now Miroku jumped up off the ground and grabbed his shoulders as he began to shake Shippo violently. "Just spit it out already."
Raising his arm up and pointing behind Miroku's back, it took him a couple times before he was able to speak. "It's an hour before sunrise!"
Whipping around in the direction Shippo was pointing, the look of annoyance on his face was instantly replaced with a look of panic. "Run! I'll grab the brat!"
Stumbling backwards as Miroku let go of him, he didn't even hesitate before he started to run off into the forest. Grabbing Kohaku and throwing him onto his back, Miroku dashed after Shippo and soon over took him. Running as fast as they could, Miroku and Shippo sped off in the direction of the coven's fortress, leaving Sango's unconscious form lying on the forest floor.
"Damn bitch, I'll kill you later." Miroku shouted over his shoulder as he ran and dodged through the forest, dodging tree branches and roots.
Following Miroku through the forest, Shippo couldn't help but smirk at Miroku's weaving back. "But until then we'll just turn her brother, right."
Staring at him as if he had never seen Shippo before, Miroku couldn't help but let a deviously evil grin spread across his face. "Now that is an excellent idea! I didn't even think about that." Still grinning, they ran off into the forest's remaining darkness, laughing at the thought of what they were going to do.
Miroku and Shippo slowed to a stop and stared, completely in shock at the sight in front of them, at the sight of their fortress completely gone. "What the hell is going on?"
Miroku, dropping Kohaku and leaving him next to Shippo, slowly walked forward toward the area upon which the coven's fortress previously stood "I don't know, Shippo!" Scanning the unscathed mountainside, an odd formation in the distance caught Miroku's eye. "I don't understand this, Miroku, the fortress was built into the side of this mountain!" Without looking back, Miroku started heading for the formation, leaving Shippo to drag Kohaku's body along. "Me neither but I'm going to find out!"
Within minutes they were standing in front of the gates to an ancient-looking castle. Completely confused and angry now, Miroku walked up to the castle doors with Shippo, dragging Kohaku along by the feet, at his side. "Shippo! You finish what you started with him while I deal with this."
Bending down, as he grabbed a fistful of hair, Shippo yanked Kohaku's head up and leaned him against his leg. Ripping his dagger free from his boot sheath, he placed the blade against his pale skin and quickly slit his wrist open. Crimson streaming across his pale skin like a bloody star, he placed his wrist up to Kohaku's lips and forced him to drink the precious elixir. "He'll be one of us in an hour max!"
"Good! Now lets deal with this." Staring up at the battlements, Miroku tried to figure out how to penetrate the castle's defenses.
Anger growing constantly with the threat of sunrise approaching, Shippo walked up to the stone doors, cradling his wrist, and started hammering on the doors. "Open up now!"
Suddenly, a small rectangular piece of the right door disappeared and a pair of red-slitted eyes stared out at them. "Open your mouth! Both of you!" Miroku and Shippo looked at each other and then turned back to the pair of red eyes. "What?" But the mysterious person refused to repeat its statement or to say anything else, it just continued glaring at them through that small rectangular hole. "Alright. Shippo, let's just get this over with." With a look of complete distrust on their faces, Miroku and Shippo opened their mouths to show the creature their fangs.
Without another word the red eyes disappeared and the rectangular hole filled in and became solid stone again. With a teeth-grinding screech, the doors started to slide apart, melting into the castle walls. Out of the shadows, a pale woman, dressed completely in black, came strolling towards them, drawing a sword from her belt, she raised it toward Miroku's neck. "Follow me."
Grabbing Kohaku and tossing him over Shippo's shoulder like a rag doll, Miroku turned and followed the woman as she dissolved back into the shadows, her raven- and crimson-hair flowing behind her like a smooth river. Following her through the doorway, Miroku and Shippo dissolved into the shadows behind the woman. With another teeth-grinding screech the doors slid back together, throwing a mesmerizingly translucent glow about the hallway. The woman turned on the spot and stared back at them as they looked for the source of the glow. "I won't repeat myself!" Turning back toward her original direction, she led them down the hallway, constantly traveling further and further down, at times making sharp turns left or right on to side hallways.
After ten minutes of this constant turning, the woman came to an abrupt halt in front of a magnificent stone door, depicting a group of vampires feeding upon the naked flesh of three mortals, the image made Miroku feel overwhelming pride and hunger. "Lady, where are we?"
"Naraku's castle." Reaching her arm out toward the throat of the center mortal's throat, she ran her bloodstained claws down the gashes in the mortal's throat. Quick clicking noises suddenly came from the door as the figures unraveled themselves from each other and melted into the walls, leaving behind an open archway. "Naraku! That's impossible, he's been dead for over ten thousand years!"
"I assure you that I am quite alive," Walking through the archway, Miroku and Shippo stared up into the pale face of the notorious Naraku in all his dark glory, sitting upon his throne. Completely dumbfounded, Miroku couldn't stop himself from stammering. "But…how are…you." Moving with lightning speed, Naraku ran across the room and grabbed Miroku around the throat and lifted him off the ground. "Well! Apparently, you know who I am but you have me at a slight disadvantage. So...why don't you just tell me who you are."
"I'm Shippo and he's my big brother, Miroku." Wheezing slightly from his windpipe being slightly crushed, Miroku tried to talk. "Could you tell us what year it is."
"It is five thousand A.D." Turning toward the second throne, they looked at the woman as she gracefully slid on to the seat. "Hello, my dear grandchildren, I've been expecting you for a few hours now!"
Naraku was completely shell shocked at what he had just heard and couldn't believe that he'd heard her properly. "What did you say, Kagura!"
Shippo looked from Naraku to Kagura. "How do you know us, if I'm right, we haven't been born yet!"
A look of complete content never faltering on her face, Kagura slowly turned her gaze upon Shippo. "I brought you here." With a small grin tickling at the edge of her lips, she turned her gaze back toward Naraku and Miroku. "Now, dear, let go of Miroku."
Lifting her raven hair from a pile of leaves, Sango began to groan as she felt pain begin to increase all over her body. "Ah, shit, what happened?" Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, she tried to find out where she was. "Kohaku! Kohaku, where are you? Answer me."
Out of the branches of a nearby tree, Sango heard a voice. "I knew I heard something!" Staring up into the tree, she tried to slowly move away without showing that she was hurt. "Who's there!"
Dropping out of the lowest branches, a young, silver-haired man was suddenly bathed in the morning sunlight. Walking toward her, he reached out and grabbed her by the forearm. Lifting her up, the man didn't even get Sango to her feet before her tattered sleeve ripped under his grip, leaving him holding a piece of fabric and Sango back on the ground. Dropping the fabric, the man grabbed her wrist again and started running into the forest, half dragging her behind him. "Where are you taking me?"
The man refused to tell her anything, he just kept running with her dragging along behind him through the forest. In a very complicated movement, that Sango had only heard of, the man threw her over his shoulder as he launched them off the cliff at the end of the forest. Using his bare feet, the man managed to grab a flat slab of stone and used it like a snowboard to slide all the way down the mountain to a small village. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, the man stepped off the slab and set Sango down on her feet. Rubbing her stomach and glaring at the man angrily, Sango followed him as he walked into the village.
As they headed down the main street of the village, a beautiful raven-haired woman came storming toward them with an outraged look on her face. "Inuyasha! Where have you been?" Spotting Sango, the woman really got mad and started throwing stones at the man. "And who is this?"
Inuyasha looked very comical as he tried to talk to the woman and dodge the stones she was throwing at him at the same time. "Calm down, Kagome." Though the woman wasn't calming down because she started throwing faster and managed to hit Inuyasha in the forehead. "Dammit, Kagome, I found her unconscious in the forest."
Kagome suddenly stopped throwing stones at Inuyasha and turned her gaze toward Sango. "What's her name?" "My name is Sango and I am the Leader of the Vampire Slayers."
Now Kagome really looked angry as she glared at Sango as if she were truly something vile. "Not possible, seeing as we're the leaders of the vampire slayers." Suddenly Kagome's gaze flicked to the fang tattoo on Sango's forearm and her eyes suddenly grew larger. "How did you get that tattoo? Only our bloodline wears that!"
A little taken back by Kagome's reaction, Sango dropped her gaze to the tattoo. "I've always had it." Raising her gaze, she stared Kagome straight in the face "Do you know what it means? The meaning behind it has been lost since the first creators of the vampire slayers."
Inuyasha and Kagome stared at her completely shocked now. "What are you talking about? We created the vampire slayers."
"That's impossible! The vampire slayers' were created over ten thousand years ago!"
Raising his hands up in surrender, Inuyasha tried to stop the women from fighting. "Hold on! Let's go to our hut and figure this out."
"Fine."
"Alright."
Turning right off the main road on to a small dirt path, Sango spotted a small wooden hut, with a roof made of reeds, up ahead. Pushing the roughly-strewn reed door open, Sango noticed that Inuyasha and Kagome's furnishings were rather basic and practical; reed mats for sitting and sleeping on, in the corner were a few sharpening stones, and in the other corner were a few swords and arrows. "You two really like the spartan lifestyle don't you?"
Groaning as he sat down on a reed mat, Inuyasha stared at Sango with a blank stare, at the same time absentmindedly pulling thorns from the forest out of his calloused foot. "What are you talking?"
Looking annoyed again by her husband idiocy, Kagome walked up beside him and sat down on another reed mat. "She is saying that we only like to own things that are of absolute use to us."
Changing the subject quickly, as Sango sat down in front of them, Inuyasha began to interrogate her. "I'm just curious as to what year you think it is, Sango?"
Closing her eyes and concentrating, Sango tried to remember what year it was. "According to the vampiric calendar it is ten thousand A.D."
Forcing himself to stop digging thorns out of his feet, Inuyasha stared at her as if she were insane. "Well, it's actually five thousand A.D."
Completely shellshocked, Sango jumped up off the mat but tripped and landed flat on her back. "What...but...how is that possible?"
Watching as she regained her composure, Inuyasha waited until Sango was calm again and had sat back down on the mat before he started talking. "As far as I can figure, the vampire queen, Kagura, has found a way to bring vampires of her bloodline back through time."
"So, why was I brought back through time, as far as I know I'm not related to her!"
Inuyasha was truly puzzled on this one. "According to that tattoo you are related to us and only pure blooded vampires can have children."
Suddenly an idea hit Kagome. "Was there a vampire around you."
"Yes, in fact, there was! What was his name? Oh, yeah, I remember! His name was Miroku and he was one of the leaders of the vampires!"
Kagome and Inuyasha's eyes widened at this knews. "One of the leaders! He had a mate?"
Sango shook her head in sorrow at the thought that had come to her. "No! Worst! He has a brother."
"That means his brother is here too, and they're probably already at Naraku's castle!"
Sango's head shot up at this bit of news. "Naraku! How can that be? He's supposed to be dead by now."
The three of them stared at each other and thought about all that they had learned until Sango brought them back to the mystery at hand. "I know I should be more worried about facing the vampires but I still want to know how I got here."
Blinking as if he had come out of a trance, Inuyasha finally noticed the puncture in Sango's armor. "I'd say it's because he was a second from killing you! Look here." He moved closer to Sango and pointed to the hole in her armor. "I'd say he was holding a weapon and the weapon was touching you!"
Running her fingers through her hair, and groaning with frustation, Sango stood up and started pacing around the room. "Let's forget about that for a minute. Right now, I have to find my brother! Kohaku has to be out there somewhere!"
Inuyasha dropped his head in disappointment. "I've seen him."
Sango whirled around and stared at him as if he was her last hope. "Where did you see him."
"Miroku and his brother took him. I'm sorry, they were gone by the time I got to the edge of the clearing, but I did notice something else."
Sango grabbed him by the front of his robes and lifted him up on to his knees, a panicked look on her face at what he might say. "What! What did you notice!"
Inuyasha lifted his head and stared straight into her eyes. "He was bitten."
Sango dropped to her knees, dragging Inuyasha down with her as she held on to his robes, and screamed in dispair. Swinging open the door, two guards ran into the room, bows drawn back and ready to fire, but stopped at the sight in front of them. With a reassuring gesture from Kagome, the two guards quietly retreated from the room, unloading their bows as they closed the door behind them. Slowly, Inuyasha began to gently pull his robes out of Sango's grip as Kagome tried to ease her up into a sitting position.
Tears streaming down her face, Sango leaned against Kagome's shoulder. "I'll kill them all for this."
Trading looks of worry, Kagome and Inuyasha looked at her with a loss for words. "I'll kill them so slowly and painfully that they'll pray for sunlight to wash over them!"
Looking at her in shock, Inuyasha watched as her tears stopped flowing and her eyes grew as cold and harsh as a frozen tundra. "If you plan to kill them all then we might have the perfect weapon for you, if you can claim it!"
Sango didn't even think twice. "Show me!"
Author notes:
/PLP comes riding in on a carry-around throne/
PLP: Hey Sango! Hey QJP! What do think of my ride?
QJP: Why is Miroku and Baka-chan carrying you around on that thing?
PLP: Oh, I bought them and this throne from those cannibals back there for five dollars!
QJP: You bought my boyfriend for five dollars?
PLP: Well, no! Actually, I bought the throne for five dollars and they threw these two in for free!
QJP: That's better! I was about to say that you over paid.
Baka-chan: Can we put you down now?
Miroku: Yeah! The throne is no problem carrying around but you weigh a ton!
/PLP hits Miroku with a whip/
Miroku: OUCH! Alright, I'll be quiet!
/PLP smiles evilly/
PLP: Another little throw-in with the deal!
Sango and QJP: Can we have a ride to Kaede's village?
PLP: Sure! I was heading that way anyways.
Baka-chan: Oh, great, more weight!
/PLP hits Baka-chan with the whip/
Baka-chan: OUCH! I'll be quiet!
/Sango and QJP climb up onto the throne's platform/
Sango: How far away is Kaede's village?
PLP: About twenty miles!
Baka-chan and Miroku: WHAT?
PLP: QUIET!
/Holds up the whip to strike/
Baka-chan and Miroku: Yes, Ma'am!
/Cowers like frightened babies/
Sango, QJP, and PLP: Come on boys! It's a long way and our feet are tired!
Miroku and Baka-chan (grumble): We were better off being eaten!
PLP: What was that!
Miroku and Baka-chan: NOTHING!
PLP: Good! Now, lets go!
Miroku and Baka-chan: Right!
/Start running at lightning speed/
Sango, QJP, and PLP: AAAAHHHH!
/Sango, QJP, and PLP fly behind the throne platform, holding on for dear life/
