Sorry I took a long time. The damn computer broke down.. sooo I couldn't go on it whatsoever.

Chapter 4 – The Evil Side of Sango

Miroku heard her scream and it traveled throughout the forest, but not loud enough for Inuyasha and Kagome to hear. He hustled through the woods, getting lost in the intertwining of bushes and tree branches. His mind circled around the thought of Naraku waiting for him to shed blood infront of his enemy. The monk shuddered at the thought and continued sprinting throughout the forest. He got cut on his cheek by devious, sharp tree branches. He then saw an area. Miroku sprinted faster until two figures appeared, but he couldn't identify them.

Not yet. One was obviously a human, perhaps a woman. The other was hard to describe in Miroku's eyes. It was descriptive indeed. He finally arrived at the area and noticed that it was Sango and Naraku all along. Their eyes shot at the arriving figure.

"Sango!" he said breathlessly. He panted and tried to regain his normal breathing. The demon slayer did not answer. She just merely stayed out in the endless, eternal sky. Naraku chuckled deeply,

"Kill him." he whispered darkly to his servant. She did not answer aswell but she grabbed her giant boomerang, and positioned into battle position. Miroku eyes widened in shock and fear.

"Sango! It's me!" he tried. He stared into her eyes and saw that they weren't Sango's original eyes. Her eyes were filled with coldness, evil, darkness and absolutely no fear at all. Sango's eyes were normally filled with pure happiness, glory and sometimes lust.

Miroku please! Get away from me, she thought and she tried in all of her will to free herself from Naraku's firm grasp, but to no avail. Her body threw the Hiraikotsu at her friend. Miroku dodged it easily as it came to him and back.

Kirara then leaped out of nowhere and guarded Miroku. She knew what had happened to Sango. Kirara growled at Sango as if she was the enemy herself.

"Kirara! Please get out of here! I can take care of Sango!" Miroku ordered, hoping she could go away, without getting injured. The demon cat growled again and leaped off the ground and dove down to attack Naraku.

Kirara managed to bit into his arm without any mercy, but poisonous gas came sneaking out forcefully harming Kirara.

Sango stared at Miroku and unsheathed her sword and ran quickly at him, slashing her sword at him. In reflex, Miroku parried many of her strikes, but a couple of them managed to roughly cut his arms and chest.

"Kirara! Please get out here!" he said between unmerciful slashes of Sango's sword.

"I promise I'll get her back!" he managed to get out.

No! Both of you get out of here! Her mind screamed like a banshee that has been lost for centuries. Sango then swiftly cut Miroku's arm harmfully. He winced in unbelievable pain. Blood heavily leaked out of his cuts like a waterfall of red horror.

Sango's face showed no emotion, but her mind was in terrible dismay. Kirara shot off the ground like a large, black canon firing a huge black ball of hell.

"Sango! Please, don't do this!" he pleaded her while parrying her swift movements with the sword. His staff, luckily wasn't dented from her shots. Their weapons were now against each other, grinding. They were now staring into each other faces.

"Sango, you don't have to serve him!" Apparently, Naraku heard him and laughed darkly.

"Oh yes she does. She will kill you for me and maybe the rest of your pathetic friends!" he said malevolently. Naraku just stood there hopelessly and watched like an audience.

"Never." he whispered under his ragged breath. He then regained his strength and pushed Sango backwards, causing her to fall on the ground. Dust loomed around her for a short period of time but it was separated when Sango came charging with a dare toward Miroku.

She had her Hiraikotsu in her hand and she threw it toward Miroku, pinning him against the tree behind him. Just exactly what she did with her brother. The tree rattled, shedding off a few leaves of no use.

Miroku struggled with all his power to get free, but to no use because of his cuts and bruises. He then surrendered. Sango was a few feet away from him and she unsheathed her sword again. The blade looked death defying, waiting to touch Miroku's pure flesh.

"Kill him. Finish it! Once and for all." Naraku commanded.

Okay. I finished the fourth chapter…. THANK GOODNESS! Please Review. And once again I apologize for not updating in a few months.