Chapter 34 – The Shadows From The Past
Sango had been a bit sick for a few days for now. Nothing to worry about, just some fever. And so she had spent her days mostly in her bed. Her roommate Kagome had let her alone to rest.
Kaede was walking the main corridor with a few letters in her hands. Then she found the one.
'Hm... For Sango...'
The old lady knocked Sango's room's door and walked in.
"Ye feelin' any better?" she asked and sat down on her bed. Sango nodded slowly and sat up.
"I have a letter for ye", Kaede said and handed over the letter. First Sango just looked at it. Who would this be from?
"Open it", Kaede smiled. And so Sango did.
"From... the animal shelter..." the young woman said quiet. "... Kirara..."
"May I see?" Kaede asked. Sango handed over the letter and Kaede read it. "So, who is this Kirara?"
"She's my... best friend. We love each-other, we grew together... And... and... she's everything that's left from my family."
Kaede's face turned very sad. She knew what Sango meant.
Because when you first meet Sango, you might think she is a wonderful person. Angel. Calm, loving, sympathetic and understanding. Like she would never, ever hurt anyone.
But actually, she was one of the patients with most violent act in this ward. One of the darkest secret in her heart.
She had murdered her whole family. Her mom, dad, and little brother.
It happened one autumn a few years ago. Sango had been in and out of the local psych ward, but the episodes were very short, only a few weeks here and there.
That day was one of her sign-offs. She was seeing and hearing things non-stop, but she could act like she was fine. And so she was let home with a few prescriptions.
"I'm so glad you're home, honey", Sango's mom, driving the car, said. Sango,sitting in the back, just stared at the ceiling. Her heart was pounding. Everyone could see what she saw. Everyone could hear what she heard. Everyone hated her. Everyone, everything.
Then they arrived home. Sango's mom stopped the car and opened the door inside. Sango had two quite big bags with her.
"Here, let me..." mom said and took one of the bags.
They walked up the stairs, where Sango's room was. They started unpacking the bags. Mom kept talking to her daughter, but she didn't answer. She didn't actually even hear.
When the bags were empty, Sango and mom walked downstairs. And there they met a cheerful young boy.
"Big sis'!" he, Kohaku, shouted and crashed in her arms. He tightened his hug, and Sango stroke his hair gently. They loved each-other very much, and Kohaku was delighted to see his sister again.
Then she could hear a 'meow' behind her. She turned around and saw Kirara – her cute and lovable pet cat. No, more like a friend. The cat jumped in Sango's arms and started purring. This cat was no ordinary cat – she was a youkai. She had red eyes and two tails.
"Sango! My daughter!" shouted a man who just came in from the main door.
"Dad..." Sango mumbled, and they hugged each-other.
"We've been missing you so much!" Kohaku smiled and hugged his sister again.
But she didn't see Kohaku. She saw a dark figure, which was trying to reach towards her throat, to strangle her. And so, she pushed the boy away.
"Uh... sorry..." Kohaku apologized quietly.
"No, I..." Sango tried to explain, but heard a sound from behind her back:
"The house's on fire!" the voice shouted. Sango's eyes widened and she looked all around her, but couldn't see any fire.
But the whole family could see she wasn't feeling well. Mom sat on the couch and said:
"Come here."
And so Sango sat down next to her. Mom took her in her arms and started rocking her slowly.
"Are you feeling unwell?" she asked.
Sango didn't answer, but everyone saw things weren't good. Dad placed his hand on her shoulder and asked:
"Should we take you back to the hospital?"
For a while Sango was quiet, but then whispered no and shook her head.
Night came. Sango had just brushed her teeth with her brother. They had a sibling bond like no other. They both loved and always stood out for each-other. Before Sango started getting psychical problems, she was all different from what she was now. She was maybe even a bit aggressive, especially if it came to someone who would pick on her little brother. She also did karate.
But as she got sicker, she was like a fire, flaming out quietly. She stopped karate, her grades and weight dropped and she didn't talk very much. Then she was taken into the hospital.
And here they were. Even though the doctors were positive that Sango was fine, but that wasn't true. Sango wanted to get out of the ward, and thus she acted like she was fine. But actually, she was getting worse and morse.
And then, this one night.
"Good night, sis", said Kohaku, standing in his sister's room's doorway. Sango didn't reply, and so the door was closed.
'Hisss... Snakes and unkown' Sango heard a loud hiss in her head. She stood up fast and looked around alarmedly. 'Kill those fucking three devils out there... They will poison you... Tornado... Axe and gun... Blaa...Blaa... Blaa'
Sango didn't think of anything. She jumped off her bed, ran down the staris to the kitchen, opened one of the boxes and grabbed the biggest, sharpest knife she could find. She spun it in her hands and cut left her wrist with it. She licked the blood that dripped from the small wound.
'Not your wrist you fucking idiot, satan! Everyone hates you blah blah...'
"What can I do...?" Sango whispered with tears in her eyes.
'Follow me', the voice said. Then Sango could see it – a black figure in front of her. 'Follow me, you moron', it repeated. And so she did. First, she found herself in his mom's and dad's bedroom.
"But I..." Sango held her breath.
'You fucking blah idiot! Do it!'
Sango slowly grabbed the knife in both hands, raised it and...
Stabbed her father in the throat. He let out a horrid scream and as blood started scattering, mom woke up.
"What the-!" she moaned, still almost asleep. Then she saw the blood and her daughter with a knife in her hand, sitting on her blood-covered husband.
"Sango, Sango, calm down honey, calm down..."
But Sango rised her hand...
And stabbed her mom in the chest.
'There's blah blah more...'
And so Sango followed the dark figure up the stairs – into her littlle brother's room's door. Slowly she opened it and tip-toed in. She was crying silently. She sat beside the little boy and slowly raised the knife...
"Uh..." Kohaku mumbled and opened his eyes. And then he saw the knife. "SIS!" he screamed, but his sister stabbed him to death.
The next morning morning Sango sat on her knees in their house's living room. There was blood everywhere, and she was cutting herself. She was crying hopelessly.
But there was one member of this family that had survived this bloodshed. Kirara. Sango turned her eyes to the small cat and started crying harder. Kirara turned her head and mewed, but walked out from the cat flap. Sango was left all alone. Alone, scared, in in both mental and physical pain.
Kirara had turned in her big form and dashed through the street of Tokyo, heading towards the police station.
As she was very fast, she got there in no time. She flew in from one window filled with policemen. They were clearly scared, as youkais were pretty rare to see.
"Uh... Who are you, you... thing?" one man asked. Kirara got closer to him and clearly wanted to tell the man to get on her back. And so two got on her.
They flew through Tokyo, until they got in front Sango's house. The policemen jumped off Kirara, who looked at them with sad eyes.
The policeman knocked the door.
"The policimen, please open the door."
No answer.
"Please open the door."
No answer.
"We will use a master key if you won't open the door in ten seconds."
Sango got up.
"10... 9..."
Sango walked towards the door, wobbling.
"8... 7...6... Look, we don't want to do this... 5..."
Sango opened the door. And the officerds didn't like what they saw. There was blood everywhere, even the young woman facing them was covered in it. Then they saw the bloody knife in her hand.
"Put that knife down at once!" he shouted. Sango didn't disobey, but dropped it on her foot.
"Keep her and call the police station!" other officer said and ran upstairs.
"S.O.S, there has been a murder!"
And so, a bunch of police cars appeared to Sango's house. All of the family members had been killed, there was nothing to do for them. But as the police had done some examinations, they found acrticle and found out Sango had just got out from a psychiatric hospital. That was how Sango was put in a hospital, not prison, but in Kuroshima, because she was very sick and done a horrid crime.
"Kirara..." Sango whispered, holding the letter in her hands. "They think she doesn't need to be in there, the animal shelter... Which I absolutely agree... But..."
"What, child?" Kaede tilted her head.
"I don't really where she would go... She Is a youkai, she Could live in a forest... But she just isn't like that... So I think... Could she maybe... Come here?"
"Hehe", Kaede smiled. "I think we must ask the doctor about it, but I see no reason why not."
Kirara could have flow all the way from the animal shelter to Kuroshima, but everyone thought it was better to get her there by car. She was in her small form, and both two animal nurses with her in the car's backseats were in love with her.
And so was Sango. She had been standing at the main door or K10-3 for about half an hour, when finally she saw two women coming from the elevator – with Kirara in one's arms! Kaede opened the door, and Kirara shot in Sango's arms. They hugged each-other tight.
"I've missed you so, so much..." Sango snuggled the cat, who mewed.
Now, this chapter has some things about me. No, hell no, I have not killed anyone, but those Sango's delusions about about everyone hearing and seeing what I do is something I go through almost every day. That I will be poisoned if I eat or drink, and those times led me put in naso-gastric tube for 2 weeks. Also, those 'blah blah blah' and 'fuck you satan' and just random words going around in my head are really disturbing. I am not ashamed of these things, it's just how I am.
So shut up and put up with it.
