I'm loving all of these reviews, guys. Keep it up! Giggles I really appreciate it. I'm revealing my true identity! The name 'Legatto' comes from the anime Trigun. My name is Tremayne. And before I continue, if you all like this fanfiction, and are into roleplaying, please go to I have to congratulate their kindness and persistance for keeping me in such good check. If there are any private reviews or notifications you wish to send, send it to It's my yahoo e-mail. Thanks guys and please stick me to the whole 40+ chapters! Now, before you read this chapter, I think it would be best if you downloaded this song-

Devils Never Cry-From the Devil May Cry 3 Soundtrack. This song is the theme for my new character and his entrance seems only to fit when it is playing.

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Sango slowly opened her eyes, blinking twice and grunted as a sharp pain hit her ankle. She must've hurt herself when she fell. Sango was about to lift her hands and push herself up, when she found them quite stuck. She looked to her hands, and saw they were shackled and tied to chains, her claws covered by steel carved out hollowed points. Her ankles had not hurt from faling, but from moving with the shackles holding her down. It was now she realized her clothing was missing. She was still outside of Higurashi shrine. What was going on!? A deep chuckle caused her head to turn in place, and she saw the one man naked she really had not wanted to be here; Miroku. The monk in purple began to cackle as he neared Sango, sliding his hands onto her hips. Placing his manhood directly in front of her opening, she screamed a single name into the sky.

"INUYASHAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

She saw a jet black blur moving up the stairs, one arm up, claws extended. It moved at Miroku, and raised it's claws. She didn't want Miroku dead! Kagome would hunt them mercilessly!

"Inuyasha, no!"

The blood cascaded through the air as Miroku fell, his head tumbling around her, severed from it's neck. The head began to shift and mold into another being; Kohaku. The boy held his gaze on Sango, eyes gray, and she began to cry. Inuyasha merely watched, lifting his claws into the air, aiming at Sango's back, and struck.

"AH-"

Sango gasped, pushing from the ground rapidly and falling on her rear once more, crab walking backwards a few feet into a tree, the soft plush grass undern-Wait. Grass? Sango looked down to the green mass around her, as her vision was still blurred. Grass. It had all been a nightmare. Probably from the shock of the virus. The virus! That's why she was so comfortable right now. The mass of green underneath her body was surrounded by brown and green, trees. She was surrounded by a forest again. Sango let her head rest against the tree she had run into, smiling softly. She was...home.

As her vision slowly began to come into focus, she saw something odd against the brown and green. Red. Two blotches of red. They were large wings of red and orange flames, licking the air. Sango tilted her head, emitting a soft 'uhm' of thought and trying to garner the creature's attention. The thing turned around, and in a teenage, yet familiar voice, it piped up.

"Oh! You're awake mommy."

Mommy? This thing had her confused for someone else. Sango lifted her hands to her eyes and rubbed them both lightly, and looked up again, everything coming into focus. The wings slowly bled into the air, dissipating into nothingness as Sango blinked twice. This girl was...oddly familiar. She had beautiful pink eyes and long, flowing silver hair. She wore a white cut-off shirt that showed her slender stomach, and a dancer's skirt, pink. She had two cat-like ears atop her head, and a long cat's tail with a bell tied to the end was on her tail.

"Mommy...? You must have me confused for someone else...what is your name?"

Sango asked, standing to full height. Sango remained eighteen, so it was not a problem as for seeing who was more attractive. Sango blinked three times when this thought ran through her head. She was becoming a little too egotistical...The cat demon girl put her lower lip out in a pout manner, crossing her arms which bore long white sleeves that stopped at the knuckles of her fingers and looked off, making a soft 'hmph' sound in protest. Okay, now she was really familiar but Sango couldn't quite put her fi-

"Luna!"

Sango shouted out, pointing at the girl.

"Hmph. Daddy said you would remember me right away!"

Sango smiled, laughed, and walked over to Luna, embracing her and pausing for a moment, before beginning to shake her rapidly.

"You've grown so maturely! You're so cute and sexy Luna!"

"Mommy, stop! That's gross!"

Sango set her down, putting her clothing and hair back into place.

"I know. I was just messing with my daughter."

That got her mind kicking itself into motion. What of everyone else? Shiori, Kohaku, Kilala...Inuyasha? The virus. Ahsayuni. She had seen it so many times and never expected to simply spell the name backwards. Such a clever race, the demons were. Well, at least the higher branching ones. Sango embraced Luna once more in an emotional, gentle embrace. She loved this girl, and Shiori, like a daughter. Kohaku was her little brother, and Shippo was her son. Kilala was her partner...Inuyasha, was her everything.

"Luna? Where's daddy?"

"Daddy's fighting the Ten Butter Infadels!"

She shouted, pumping her fist. Sango took a moment to register that, and then burst out laughing. Tears began to tug at the corners of her eyes and slide down her cheeks as she fell to the ground, clutching her stomach as it began to ache. Butter Infadels! Sango rolled over, still laughing, and Luna made some comment about 'how come everyone laughs when I say it?' This caused Sango only to laugh harder, sitting up as the bang in front of her face swayed with each movement. By the gods she had heard nothing funnier in a long while.

"Oh, oh, oh...no, really now Luna...hehehe...where's daddy?"

Luna crossed her arms, pouting once more.

"No. I'm not telling you because you'll laugh at me."

Sango was about to make a comment about that, when the sound of a screaming demon caught her attention. Her Hyoretsuzan! She had to remember that later. As for now, she saw a large ogre demon burst through the opposing trees. It's body was covered by a thick green orb, and it was coughing as it's skin burned away, eyes melting from it's sockets. As it began to fall to it's knees, a long blade, crescent shaped, swept through it's right shoulder and out through it's left hip, turned, and then decapitated the demon.

The body fell to the ground, singing as a woman made herself known. She wore a long white kimono, and had long silver hair to the back of her knees. Each of her fingers was adorned with a different colored ring. She had a white rose tucked behind her ear. Was that...? Not long after, the man weilding the scythe walked forward. His hair was parted in the middle and about neck length, hiding the sides of his face. He wore a demon slayer's outfit, and on his back was a large scythe. It had a black shaft, and a purple and black crescent blade with a serrated edge.

"Shiori? KOHAKU!?"

They both looked in Sango's direction and lifted their hands, waving with a smile. Sango couldn't believe her eyes. They had all grown up so...amazingly! The sound of battle once more caught her attention, and she turned to see a creature emerge from the tree's. It wore a white robe, and had ten red spikes on it's fuzzy black head. Red eyes pulsed as it turned in place, and was caught off guard by a flash of white in the air. The demon growled and turned in place, pushing from the ground and flying into the air, avoiding the cut.

From the tree's, first, emerged a sword. It was a marvelous, beautiful, and malevolent creation. The blade was huge, like Inuyasha's old Tetsusaiga, shaped exactly like it excluding the wicked 'S' carved into it's side. The blade was not white like Inuyasha's, but a pulsing silver that held a radiance to it. The hilt was surrounded by large white roses, four of them, about the size of Kilala's head. The hilt was not brown leather and a gold bottom, but white leather and lavender bottom. Towards the bottom of the blade, just above the hilt, was a lavender crescent moon.

The sword was lifted into the air and placed onto whomever was weilding it's back. The demon who had been running from it fell to his rear, pleading in a different language. The swordsman stepped from the tree's, and Sango froze in place. Her entire body seemed to go numb as she fell to her knees, and Luna turned to see her. In the reflection of Sango's staring eyes, she could see Inuyasha as he pushed forward, raising his weapon as he soared through the air, and then brought the huge blade down rapidly.

"Inu...yasha..."

The dog demon continued the movement as he sliced through the demon, watching as he roared and then burst into thousands of small black orbs, spiraling into the air and turning into nothingness as crimson blood colored the green grass. Inuyasha raised his weapon and swept it, then slowly slid it into a sheath, transforming on it's way in to a thin katana with a rose tied to the hilt. Inuyasha turned when he caught her scent, and his eyes widened. Sango was already sprinting towards him, crossing the meadow at unimaginable speeds.

It was quite an embrace. Inuyasha had not realized how much he missed her, so when he leapt forward to hold her and she leapt up as well, it became an aerial hug, both of thom ascending, silhouetted in the sun as their bodies darkened against the circlet of burning yellow and red, long black hair flying about them, as Inuyasha's tail wrapped around her form, pulling her closer to him as they held each other. They seemed to float there for a long moment, before finally descending to the ground, Inuyasha speaking first.

"My Sango..."

Sango seemed to shiver in his powerful arms. She was his. Sango nuzzled his neck, before leaning back and staring into his eyes, and kissing him ever so gently, the embrace, the eye contact, they're touch, and the kiss. All of it filled them both with a sense of purpose within each other, tears of joy flowing down Sango's cheek as Inuyasha's smile, which was rare for any other except his pack, adorned his face. Luna, Shiori, and Kohaku were all giggling at them both, but Luna was a hopeless romantic and quickly went from giggle-fits, to envy.

What Sango had yet to figure out was Shiori had a bit of a crush on Kohaku. Kohaku had grown to a fine young man, and he was always so very kind. Luna even suspected that Shiori liked Kohaku too! Shippo had met a human girl in Kagome's time many years ago and they had been friends, probably more, ever since. Luna had yet to meet someone to fall for, however. Inuyasha lifted his thumb and stroked Sango's cheek, smiling still.

"It is good to see you again..."

"Same here."

She replied, her smile broadening. Now was not the time, however. They would discuss these matters later. Inuyasha released Sango when she made the hint of pushing away, and looked up at his face.

"Who was that demon you were fighting...?"

"That was Buruna of the Thorn. He was the tenth of them."

"Tenth of...who?"

"Has Luna not told you of the enemy I am facing?"

Sango giggled at the memory of Luna's mishap, and shook her head.

"No."

"The ten blood inferno's. They are an organized band of assassin's, bent on ruling the lands. They are all human except for their leader, whom is a half demon named Kuro Chigatana."

"I see. Why are you fighting them?"

"Their leader, Kuro Chigatana, many years ago he was ambushed by about six thousand samurai. The lords had all sent their men upon him, and he slew them all. He bore many wounds in the process however, one of them being a poison-tipped arrow. He had fallen prey to the poison, and was sealed with his own sword, much like I was with Kikyo's arrow. His soul had been drifting in the demon graveyard, when he had stumbled upon my mothers soul. He slew every demon she sent after him, and she told me he was as pure darkness is. My reputation of a dark lord is on the line if there is another darker than I, so I go now to kill him."

"Oh. Well, where is he now?"

"I don't know. Buruna told me his comrades were hiding out in a base called Fang hollow, a cave not far from the Mt. Hakurei ruins. We go there tommorrow. Agreed?"

"Sure."

"For tonight though, let me rejoice in your return. It does my heart well to see your face again, Sango."

Sango simply smiled and gripped his hand, turning to Luna, Shiori, and Kohaku. A new adventure was in store for them! It would be even better than the older days gone by...

Not far off, outside of a deep cave, was an army of samurai. One hundred men, dressed in red samurai armour. The one in the front was atop a black steed, a flag on his back. In front of them, stood an enemy. Their, enemy...(This is probably where you want to turn on the song. Trust me, it's good.) There was just one warrior. One...creature. There was a mist over him at the moment, so none could see what his appearance was. His eyes glowed a bright yellow through the mist, and his weapons were visible in his hands.

They were two blades, shaped like a katana with a deep curve. The blades themselves were a pulsing red, and the hilts were leather, black. They were both being held backwards, the bottoms of the hilts facing upward towards the sky, the blades touching his shoulders. A black cat's tail and black cat ears perched atop his head flicked and swayed as he stared down the men, without flinching. The samurai riding the horse, lifted his weapon, shouting a battle cry and then that word that sounded their own funeral bells. 'Charge'.

The creature, the thing, merely bent it's legs, slanting its eyes as an aura of black and red began to swirl around his body. The creature pushed off in the direction of the samurai, flying at an unimaginable speed. The thing lifted the blade in it's right hand and parried a vertical slice from a samurai, clashing blades with him as his left leg flew outward in a roundhouse kick, the sound of a snapping neck sounding when his foot collided with the man's chin. The other hand stabbed right, the blade in his hand slaying another samurai.

His figure still shadowed, the battle continued to rage on, blood flying about all directions. It was a good night, for this tiger...