Accidental
Sequel to 'And Then There Was Silence'
By. Tate Icasa
They had been waiting for some time for her to join them.
The brown-haired girl was pacing.
The kitsune looked up at her curiously.
"Sango, how much longer till Kagome come's inside?"
Sango shook her head. "I don't know."
"I'm going to go check on her." The kitsune decided.
"I'll go with you." Sango said.
The brown haired man sitting against the wall stood up, the rings on his staff jingling. "As will I."
They stared at the scene in shock for a moment.
There she lay, deathly pale.
She didn't move. She had no breath in her. No heartbeat.
Dried blood caked her hands.
Her own.
On the corners of the gravestone were tiny pieces of flesh that had been left as she cut herself.
"Kagome!" The kistune yelled, rushing to her.
But it was already too late.
The man knelt by her side, and took the jewel shard from around her neck.
"Miroku?" Sango asked uncertainly.
"We must make sure Naraku never completees the Jewel." he said. He handed it to the kitsune. "Shippo, take this and drop it into the Bone-Eater's Well."
A/n: Is this the most evil cliffhanger in the universe? Well, is it?
