I actually think this is an 'ok' chapter. As in, it's one of the better ones.

We're gettin' there!

Yeaaaah. So, If anyone's reading this...they'd have to have stuck through it all and bore through it! Yay! Congrats! You deserve a medal, you really do.

But most of all, thanks SO much. This IS my first story, after all.

Chapter 11

The crunching of dead, fallen leaves could faintly be made out over the soft chirping of the birds as a woman walked through the forest of a foreign village. She wore red kimono pants and a white kimono shirt. Her jet black hair was tied in a loose pony tail.
Kikyou.
The miko's brown eyes were set upon the trail ahead of her. She was alert to every sound around her, it was harder for her to sense things. She was merely a human. Or was a human. The priestess was dead.
"Kikyou...Still alive?" A voice echoed through the dense forest, dripping with his own sick humor.
The miko's footsteps stopped as she peered around. She knew the dark voice well. Wind was sent forth from the depths of the forest. It twisted around Kikyou's body of clay.
"Naraku..." She murmured, angered that he dare come to her.
"What do you want?" She demanded, her bow and arrows clenched in her left fist.
"Merely to help you..." He said, his voice hushed.
Kikyou peered around through the darkness but couldn't catch a glimpse of the demon. It seemed as though his voice was coming at every place at once.
"I do not need the help of a hanyou." Kikyou stated firmly, her voice shaking somewhat. She felt hatred for Naraku. She felt hatred for him and for the other hanyou. The half dog demon. Inuyasha. He thought she loves him, still. What a foolish creature. He had no idea Kikyou plans to drive him into the depths of Hell.
"Ah, but how will you pursue this any further? Without a plan of action? You are too eager." Naraku said, his voice a low rasp.
Kikyou didn't speak. Her eyes stared straight ahead, no longer looking for the evil demon. She had no plan and perhaps she did need help.
'I can not kill Inuyasha alone...not with that wench, Kagome, clinging to him...she'll ruin everything!' She thought, her eyes shimmering in the dark.
"I will help you...if you bring to me, the Shikon Jewel Shards that the mortal possesses." Naraku offered.
He stepped from the shade of a large oak tree. He wore the skin of a white baboon. The ends of it frayed out and thrashed the open air though there was no wind.
"Again, I say, I do not need your help, Onigumo!" Kikyou cried, stubbornly.
"But I think you do...What was your plan of action, Kikyou...how did you plan to rid of Kagome and Inuyasha?" He said, his voice low. It could make full grown warrior whimper in fear. But Kikyou had nothing to fear, nothing to lose. After all, she was already dead.
'How did he know...how could he have known that was my plan!' The deceased priestess thought.
"Your hesitation proves otherwise...I need your assistance and you need mine." He said, not waiting for a reply from the shocked Miko.
Finally, she parted her lips to speak. She would regret it, but she needed the help from someone powerful, more powerful than her. She couldn't do it alone.
"What...do you have in mind."