Inuyasha

"Kagome-nee! She's back!"

"Kagome?" asked Miroku. "Who's Kagome?"

I smiled back at him, elated. "She's the daughter of the man that took me and my brother in when our father died. She was sent away to live as a human about seven years ago. I can't believe she's back!" I said, jumping up and heading in the direction of my home.

When we arrived at the huge mansion of Kagome's father, the man who had taken over our tribe after my father had died, the three of them had already landed and were back in their humanoid forms.

"Kagome-nee!" I called excitedly, running up to her.

Then, I noticed something that I had missed before and stopped dead in my tracks.

"W-what happened?" I asked. Sesshomaru's right eye was shut and was pouring blood and he seemed to be limping; Kaiya's kimono was soaked in blood and I could see a huge gash running from her chin down to her collarbone that was just beginning to heal. Kagome, though was, by far, the worst. She had a deep cut running from her right shoulder all the way to her left hip and another running across the base of her neck with numerous little scratches all over her face, arms, and legs. What worried me, though, was that, even though the others were healing, the cut on her torso was still pouring blood and was showing no signs of healing.

"On our way, we stopped in a small town for some food, but were ambushed by a group of twelve demon slayers," said Kaiya faintly.

"W-what?" I asked, completely confused. Then, before I could ask more, Takehiko, Kagome's father, came onto the scene.

Before he could react to what he was seeing in front of him, Kagome pitched forward, losing consciousness.

Sesshomaru and I both rushed forward to catch her but her father got there first.

Immediately, he started calling out orders for someone to get a clean futon and some bandages ready. Everyone jumped to follow his orders, then he looked down at his daughter with the saddest expression on his face. Brushing the damp hair from her face, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then after making sure his wife was okay too, took her inside.

I followed quietly after, concerned about the girl who was like an older sister to me.

After Kagome was taken care of and someone was set to cleaning and bandaging her wounds, Kaiya, Sesshomaru, and I followed Takehiko into another room and, when we'd all been seated, Takehiko looked at his wife and asked, "What happened?"

Kaiya repeated what she had told me earlier. "We stopped in a small town on our way here for food, but were ambushed by a group of twelve demon slayers. They came while we were eating and took Kagome hostage, so we couldn't do anything against them."

Suddenly, Takehiko's face was full of rage and he immediately stood up, not waiting for further explanation.

Within half an hour, he was leading a group of thirty of our men, including me and, after some persuasion, Sesshomaru, to the demon slayers' village.

Sango

I was outside, babysitting my little brother while he played with his friends, when I heard a strange sound. Looking over towards the source of it, I saw a fleet of inu youkai headed towards our village. Concerned as to how many there were, I went to check what was happening.

When I got to the scene, all of the slayers in our village were already there, in full gear.

When the youkai finally landed, the one in front changed his form as soon as his feet hit the ground and ran up to my father, grabbing him by the clothes and pulling him close. This man, I recognised to be Takehiko, their leader.

"What the hell is going on here?" asked Takehiko, his voice menacing. "I thought we had a damn truce!"

"Says the man who has just brought an army to attack my village," replied my father calmly.

"Don't play dumb with me!" he shouted. "I was told that twelve of your men attacked my wife, my daughter, and my adopted son! What the hell is the meaning of this!"

At this, a great murmuring picked up.

"I believe you are mistaken," said my father, genuinely confused. "We were not even aware that your daughter had returned."

Takehiko made a signal with his hand and a young man with a deep slash on his face that looked like it was almost completely healed.

"Our kind heal fast, so you can not see it properly, but was this cut not made by one of your weapons?" asked Takehiko.

I studied the cut closely from where I stood and I knew that he was right. That cut was most definitely made by one of our weapons.

I watched my fathers expression as his eyebrows knitted together as he looked on, perplexed. "I admit, this cut was most definitely made by one of our weapons, but, I tell you this, it was not under my command. I-"

"They're not here," said the injured young man.

Everyone turned to look at him and Takehiko said, "What do you mean, Sesshomaru?"

"The twelve who attacked us are most definitely not here. I remember their scent, they smelled as if they had been living in the woods for a long time and their clothes had been worn out."

With a sudden shock, I realized who they were. "Father!" I said. "Do you think it was them-?"

My father nodded absently. "Yes, yes. I'm sorry, Takehiko-san, but I believe the people who attacked you are the rogues who were kicked out of the village a few weeks ago. It seems they stole some of our weapons. I shall send some of my best men after them."

Takehiko seemed to relax a little. Nodding curtly, he said, "See that you do." Then, Sesshomaru leaned in and whispered something into his ear. Nodding, he turned back to my father and said, "And what about my daughter?"

"What about her?"

"She was injured greatly during the fight. Now, normally I wouldn't bring this up, but it seems one of the wounds she received refuses to heal. Would you happen to know the cause of that?"

My father then looked worried. "It seems weapons aren't the only they stole."

"Excuse me?"

"There is a special oil that we sometimes apply to our weapons for some of our stronger targets. It's something like a poison and makes it so that ones wounds refuse to heal. It could be deadly if not treated properly. The only problem is that there are very few among us that know how to treat it and the ones that do are currently away."

Then, Takehiko began to look desperate, his calm façade falling away. "There must be something you can do! She's only just returned to us today and she's only 15 years old! She's still but a pup!"

"I'm really sorry, I can try to get word to someone, but I don't think-"

"I'll do it!" I interrupted and everybody turned to stare at me.

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