Though Inuyasha didn't like it, he knew there was nothing, at least for now that he could do about it.

Kagome and Miroku were right.

That night Kagome was able to fall asleep fast but dreams invaded her. Naraku, darkness, blood.

A baby, a woman, another baby, power.

Hot, cold, dark, light.

Sesshomaru, her a sword and a heart.

Kagome sat up straight panting "What was that" She whispered. She felt cold and sick and scared, and she was not about to stay in the village.

Something was wrong.

She quickly wrote a note, grabbed a horse and left.