Part 3:
Where are you?

Goku, in the meantime, was sitting out on the back decking, staring out at the pouring rain, blankly.

"Sanzo... Sanzo... Sanzo..."

Monks had started gathering behind him, speaking amongst themselves. Goku paid no mind as he stood wait for his master's return. He was shivering, due to the immense cold, and he was sopping wet from trying to venture out into the forest to find his keeper, but returned, and failing to dry himself properly.

"Master Sanzo has not yet returned."
"I can see why. Who would want a little monster like that hanging onto him?"
"I bet He'll freeze long before master Sanzo returns."
"Good riddance, I say."

Goku was mad at the monks behind him, but had no strength to turn and retaliate. Then, one of them said something that made Goku's eyes widen.

"Master Sanzo has been gone for a long time now. I do hope he is all right."
"There are dangerous demons here. Perhaps he ran into them, and..."

That was all Goku needed to hear, and he stood up and started running, ignoring the chuckling from the monks. Their voices were, soon, drowned out by the rain, as he ran deeper and deeper into the forest. His breath came in large puff clouds as the temperature dropped quickly, and his feet followed his nose, more than his mind. He knew the smell in the air. It was Sanzo's smell. He would remember his lonely, first nights with his new master, the nights cold, and dark- far darker than he had been in his cave. He would often go into Sanzo's room and curl up on the floor beside his bed. He dared not try to climb into the man's bed for warmth, for he had received a harsh beating the first time he even tried. But even just next to him on the floor, he felt warmer. He would never forget the first night. Just before he was shoved out of his master's bed, he was able to inhale the man's scent of alcohol, smokes...and a scent that was purely Sanzo. Now, if Sanzo ever needed him, he would know how to find him. He could smell it in the air. Sanzo, indeed, needed him. He followed his nose into a small clearing, running through a dark puddle, he hoped to cross the open space without being spotted by any demons. But then his feet brought him to a sudden stop. He looked to the ground, and all he saw were various piles of blood surrounding the clearing. Then, he saw a small piece of tan cloth lying on the ground in a puddle of blood and his eyes went wider.

"Sanzo."

He ran to the cloth and picked it up. Bringing it to his face, he breathed in the smell. Sanzo... and it was covered in Sanzo's blood! Goku spun around and yelled out for his keeper in vain.

"Sanzo! Sanzo, answer me! Are you alive! Sanzo, come back!"

After a long while, Goku's voice was raw and sore, and he was soaked to the bone. He took the piece of Sanzo's torn robe with him as he sat in a small space that was moderately dry under a tall tree. He brought his knees up to his chest and cried into the cloth and continued to whisper the name of his savior until his voice gave out and he succumbed to unconsciousness.