It took about five minutes but she reached a dirt road leading into the woods. She took off into a full out run and felt her heart pounding against her chest, her body aching in the effort of running. She reached a cabin and saw her mother's car. 'This is it.' She thought. 'I'm going to end this and save her.' She ran into the cabin.
There was nothing that could have prepared her for what she saw.
Tanacha was hanging from the ceiling by her wrists, which were bleeding from the cuts the ropes made. There were holes in the girl's stomach, her intestine pulled free and hanging around her ankles. The girl used the rest of her life energy to lead her sister here, to get revenge for her death and then her life perished. Standing before her was Kanade's mother, a long deer skinning knife in her hand, dripping with blood. A heart wrenching scream escaped Kanade's lips taking form in the word of 'No!' Her mother turned around and Kanade sent a Spirit arrow lodged in her throat and she fell to the ground dead. Kanade ran forward and cut her sister down from the ceiling and cradled her against her chest. "Tanacha, Tanacha wake up. Don't give up on me! Tanacha!" She screamed. She tried her healing powers. The girl didn't move and tears streamed down Kanade's face. "Kanade!" A voice behind her cried. She clutched the tiny body closer to her. "I was too late!" She yelled at Kurama. Kurama stood frozen at the door, the sight before him was overwhelming. He went forward and knelt next to Kanade, who was shaking and screaming in pain. He looked down at the four year old in her arms and cringed, reached forward and closed her pain stricken eyes. Kanade's sobbing reached his ears as if fading from being muted into loud surround sound. He reached forward and embraced her, her head pressed under his chin and she clutched at her little sister desperately.