Inuyasha and Kagome: Pirates
AnimeExpert1981: Yes, I have returned with the part 2 of I don't know how many parts to Sango's story. Maybe this is the last one. Or the next one? Who knows? I don't. Hahahaha! God, I need some sleep.
Sayuri: It's not just sleep. Now go to sleep or then I can't sleep!
AnimeExpert1981: Since when does my brain ever rest? There's ALWAYS something on my mind.
Sayuri: I hate you.
AnimeExpert1981: I said the same thing when I got an A-.
Sayuri: –rolls eyes-
AnimeExpert1981: Hope you enjoy. Come on, Sayuri. Let's write!
Sayuri: I WANNA SLEEP!
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I do own my toilet, though.
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Pirates
Chapter 16: Sango's Story (Part 2)
Two Years Later…
"Sango, it has been two years and you have already mastered the basics and have an idea on real combat. Do you think you are ready for your first mission?" he asked. Sango's eyes glazed and had to restrain herself from pouncing on her father and letting her happiness out. A demon slayer must learn self-control and show confidence at all times.
"Yes, father," Sango replied.
"Very well. We have been asked by the Lord of Takeda Village to slay a demon that has been terrorizing his village. We will be leaving tomorrow at dusk," he placed a warm had on her shoulder. "You will do fine. You and Kohaku are my pride," he said. His words gave Sango courage and the strength to stand up. She was so happy by the news that her knees became jelly and went numb giving her the pins and needles feeling. Either way, Sango stood and bowed formally to her father and left his working room. She walked through the hallways and went outside to practice. If she was going to do her best tomorrow, she better practice. Sango couldn't stop the doubt and fear from growing in her stomach. What happens if she fails? What happens if she just does something wrong that may cost them? Kilala walked out of a hallway and joined Sango on her journey to her room.
Sango changed into her practice gear and picked up her practice boomerang. Father said that when she is ready, he would pass down the Hiraikotsu to her. She can't let him down.
Sango finished and headed to the courtyard where she practices daily with Kohaku. He has also grown in experience and began his personal training with father. Sango even gave him tips and cheats to help him when he needed it. He never turned down her offer getting as much help as he can. The boy seems to have a low self-esteem, but little by little, Sango has been able to heal that.
She stood in front of the practice dummy and took out her sword. Sango wasted no time and with one slash, she made a clean-cut right through the dummy's middle. In real life, the demon would've died since her sword basically cut through his heart. Feeling accomplished, Sango went to practice with her boomerang. She set each bottle on each log post and stood a few yards away. With expert ease, Sango brought her arm back. She grunted as the boomerang flew and with a flawless aim, shattered each bottle in one throw. The boomerang flew back at her and Sango caught it with little to no problem.
"Sister!" Sango turned her head to the voice and saw her brother, Kohaku, running towards her. She smiled at him when he stood in front of her. He was panting heavily with a sweat dripping from his forehead. Seeing him wearing a hakama, Sango knew he just finished his personal training with father.
"Kohaku? What's happened?" Sango asked. Sango couldn't help but feel slightly concerned. "Did something happen?"
"No, no, no. I just came to tell you what father told me," Kohaku said.
"Oh… What did father tell you?"
"He said I'm getting a lot better and when I'm your age, I will maybe go on my first mission," he said with a smile.
"Of course you're getting better, Kohaku! I don't know why you wouldn't think that! I wouldn't be surprised if you went on your first mission before you turned my age," Sango said with a bone-crushing hug to her brother. Kohaku blushed at his sister's words. Sango finally let him go and Kohaku took in deep breaths of air until he turned back to his normal skin color.
"Do you really mean that, Sister?"
"Of course, Kohaku! I mean it from the bottom of my heart!" Kohaku blushed again. It's because of these kinds of words that Kohaku loved his sister to death. She hoped she loved him, too. Since he was the cause of their mother's death… Kilala rubbed her head against his leg whenever Kohaku felt some sort of doubt. She did it to everyone. Mostly Kohaku, though.
"I-I heard you're going on your first mission tomorrow," Kohaku said. Sango nodded. "Are you worried?"
"Worried? I'm scared to death," Sango answered truthfully. Kohaku smiled.
"Don't worry, Sister. I'm going to be cheering you on from here," said Kohaku. Sango smiled. After a few moments, Sango spoke.
"Hey, Kohaku," she said.
"What is it, Sister?"
"Do you want to go for a walk? Just to help get my mind off the pressure I'm feeling about the mission?" Sango asked. Kohaku seemed surprised, but smiled and nodded. Sango smiled as well. "Come on, Kilala!"
The three left the village and walked quite a ways until Sango felt comfortable. It was a large meadow. The three sat down on the green grass and simply stared at the sky. Sango in her straight position while Kohaku had his arms above his head. Kilala sat comfortably in the middle.
Up in the sky, they spotted two birds. They seemed to be racing each other as one kept going ahead of the other but the other one caught up and was in the lead before the other bird went ahead. This continued until they were no longer in their line of vision. The sight made Sango and Kohaku smile. Kilala was as confused as ever. Why are they smiling so randomly?
That Night…
What if he decided not to have her on the mission anymore? Did she do something wrong? Basically every question of doubt plagued Sango's mind as she walked to his working room. They would be leaving for the mission in a few hours, why call her now? Kilala gave Sango her condolences by rubbing her cheek against Sango's cheek.
"Thanks, Kilala. I feel better," said Sango. With that Kilala left. Sango sat right outside of the shoji door and called out.
"Father? It's Sango," she called out.
"Come in," she heard her father's response. Sango opened the shoji carefully just in case anyone else was beyond. Also, because it's good manners, though she barely remembers any of the lessons her mother taught her after all of these years. Sango made sure to close the shoji after her and entered. Inside was one of father's top demon slayers. "Sango," he greeted. Sango bowed a formal bow to each her father and his guest. She made sure to keep her eyes downward. Making eye contact was disrespectful to someone of higher authority to you.
"You called for me, father?" Sango asked cautiously.
"Rise your head, daughter," he said. Sango did as told. The other demon slayer eyes her wearily.
"Yes, it is about the mission tomorrow," he replied. Sango bit her lip. She knew it had something to do with the mission. Of course he would think she wasn't ready for such a large step. "Like every mission, every demon slayer needs their armor and I was going to have one of the maids help find you the right size, but I felt like boasting about having my daughter at a fresh age of 11 summers going on her first mission," he said.
"You are right. 11 summers, you say? Impressive," the other demon slayer complimented. Sango felt slightly more pressure now that her father's pride rested on her shoulders. Boasting about her? Sango has to make sure she doesn't disappoint him. Sango let out a sigh of relief. So he wasn't going to kick her out of the mission. Thank goodness…
"Now, about your armor," Sango's father pulled out something from behind him. Sango eyed the leather clothing in his hands. The coral armor was stacked on top. The color truly captivated Sango. "It was your mother's favorite color," her father said. Sango gently took the suite from her father's waiting hands and stared down at it. Her mother's favorite color, huh? Coral… "Do you think it will fit you?"
Sango opened the suit from its folded state and stared at it. Sango folded it back up and looked at her father.
"It will fit me perfectly. Thank you, father," Sango said.
"There's nothing more so you are excused to leave. Get as much rest as you can. We will be leaving at dawn," said Sango's father. Sango nodded and stood from her position and made her way to the exit. Sango left with as much mannerism and the little strength she had. Sango walked away silently and entered her room. She couldn't stop the squeal that erupted from her throat. Kilala appeared and Sango grabbed the cat and spun around the room. Kilala stared oddly at the squealing girl.
"Kilala, I'm going on my first mission tomorrow! And no doubt that you're coming along," Sango placed Kilala gently on the ground. Kilala stumbled back a few steps from the spinning but quickly regained her balance and meowed. "I have to go tell Kohaku before we leave!" Sango dashed out the room and Kilala had to run to keep up with Sango.
Sango ran out to the courtyard and found Kohaku practicing. Sango admired how much he practiced. She slowly walked up to him hoping to surprise him.
"I know you're there," Kohaku said naturally. Sango slightly jumped then her eyes widened.
"How'd you know I was here?" Sango asked. Kohaku turned to face her.
"Because you were breathing hard from all your running," Kohaku said nonchalantly. Sango blushed. She was breathing hard? Well she did run from her room all the way over here so it was only expected. Sango shrugged and walked up to her brother and began taking note of his stance.
"Wow, Kohaku. You've gotten so much better the last time I saw you," Sango praised. Kohaku looked at her.
"Really?" Kohaku asked.
"Really. I don't even see why you're still practicing that technique. It's obvious you already mastered it," Sango said. Kohaku blushed.
"Father hasn't shown me any new techniques yet. He said when he returns from the mission, he'll show me a new one," Kohaku said.
Kohaku decided to take a break and they sat in the courtyard's grass.
"I heard you're leaving for your mission in a few hours," Kohaku said. Sango forgot for a second. Being with her brother made her forget something so important!
"Yeah," Sango said slowly. She took a deep breath and let it out.
"You'll do great, sister," Kohaku encouraged. Kilala meowed.
"How do you know?" Sango asked.
"I don't know. I just do," Kohaku said. Silence filled the siblings.
"Thanks," Sango said. Kohaku turned to look at her. Confusion tracing his facial features.
"Why are you thanking me?" Kohaku asked.
"Because of your encouragement," Sango replied.
"Oh," Kohaku said.
"We should head inside before it gets too dark," Sango said. Kohaku nodded as they headed back inside. Kilala jumped on Kohaku's shoulder.
Sango tucked her brother in and placed a small kiss on his forehead. Kohaku wiggled his toes from under the blanket and snuggled deeper into the covers. They bid their goodnights and Sango with Kilala, left.
Sango walked to her room and closed the shoji behind her. Sango decided to take a bath. A quick one would be better. Sango cleaned herself until her skin turned a bit red. She quickly changed into her yukata. Sango held her blanket open and Kilala crawled inside. Kilala closed her eyes and Sango fell into a deep sleep.
The knock at her door woke her up. The maid walked in.
"Lady Sango?" the maid called out. Sango sat up groggily. Kilala opened her eyes in alert then closed her eyes again after seeing whom it was.
"Yes?" Sango replied.
"It is time for you to get ready for your mission, milady," the maid said. Sango nodded.
"Thank you," Sango said. The maid nodded and left without another word. Sango jumped from her bed and eyed her armor. She stared at it for a while before starting to put it on. She put on the jumpsuit. Sango noticed the kanji written on the left shoulder of her suit. She put on the coral armor plates, fastening them tightly and securely. She finished with the pink sash around her waist. Sango picked up her boomerang from the corner and put it around her. Sango put her hair up in its tight ponytail and stared at herself in the mirror. Kilala jumped on Sango's shoulder with ease and sat. Nodding, Sango left her room. She walked to the courtyard, her heart pounding. Sango tried breathing slower, that didn't help. Sango hoped that nobody would at least be able to hear it. Kilala licked Sango's cheek for comfort, but it only did so much.
Sango appeared in the courtyard where all of the demon slayers already were. Was she late? Her heart felt as though it was going to jump out of her ribcage.
"Sango," her father greeted. Sango bowed at her father and the other demon slayers.
"Father, everyone," Sango greeted. The other demon slayers nodded. Sango stood straight and saw her father walking towards her.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. Sango put on her face of determination.
"Yes," she said seriously. Her father nodded and pulled out a sword from his sash. He handed it to her.
"It is yours," he handed her the thin Katana. Sango took it gingerly in her hands. It felt slightly heavy, but soon enough, it won't be as heavy. Sango bowed holding the sword in her two hands and put it in her sash. She looked up at her father. He was so serious, but underneath, he was proud of his daughter. He looked at the other demon slayers. "Let's go," he said. The other demon slayers began to trail behind him. They walked towards the wooden gate. The men who stood there opened the gate the moment Sango's father appeared.
Sango walked beside her father. She looked behind at her village, her heart still hammering in her chest. Kilala rubbed her cheek against Sango's. Sango pat Kilala's head softly and whispered a small "Thank You".
Sango felt a large hand engulf her other shoulder and saw her father.
"Kilala is right, Sango. You should calm down. You will do fine," said Sango's father. Sango blushed at the fact he might've heard her heartbeat.
"But, father. What happens if I do one small mistake… it can cost one of your… life," Sango said quietly. Her father took a deep breath.
"I remember my first mission. I almost didn't want to go. I had the exact same thoughts, Sango. But, I trusted my father. He wouldn't take me into the battlefield without the proper instructions endangering my life. And I wouldn't do that to my children either," Sango stared up at her father in admiration. "Do not think too much of it, Sango. We will all help and protect you. I promise," he said. Sango smiled instantly feeling reassured.
"I promise not to let you down," Sango said. Her father simply nodded.
The demon slayers walked the whole day without rest. Sango, she never complained. She was too exited and that fueled her body. The other demon slayers saw her determination and just how strong this eleven-year-old really is. In no time, she will be one of the most feared demon slayers.
After a day of traveling, the decided to rest for the night. They made a campfire in the woods. Sango sat near her father on one of the logs they set around the fire. One of the demon slayers was on the first watch.
"Tomorrow," Sango's father began, "we will arrive at the Takeda Village at dawn. We will only rest until the moon is high up. We must arrive before dawn at the village as the Lord has asked," he finished. The demon slayers nodded in understanding and Sango simply stared. In just a little bit of time, Sango will be given the chance to prove how well her father trained her. To prove why her father said she is his pride.
Again, Sango's heart began to beat rapidly. Sango, as discretely as possible, took deep breaths hoping her heart would stop beating so quickly. But this time, her heart was beating wildly because of the expectations weighing on her shoulders, but fear. A real demon. This is her first time. She has every right to be scared and her mother wasn't there to comfort her. Not even when she returns from the mission. But, she can die while battling the demon, right? No, the others will be there, but there's always a possibility. Why not? Or worse. She can cause the death of someone else.
These thoughts began to weigh on Sango's shoulders. It felt as if a boulder of doubt and fear fell on her and grew after each thought.
"Sango," her father's thought brought her out of her thoughts.
"Yes, father?" Sango asked.
"Get as much rest as you can. You will need it," he said.
"Of course, father," Sango said. She took her boomerang from her back and laid it gently near her. Her father watched Sango. Her movements were stiff. She didn't move as graceful and accurate as she normally would. He immediately knew why she behaved in such a way.
"You will do fine, Sango. I promise," with that, he walked away. Sango smiled up at her father. He went to the other demon slayers. Sango stared after him, grateful for his support. He seemed to always know of her emotional state. Sango laid her boomerang to the side and lay near the fire. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. She couldn't help but dream about her doing moves everyone dreams about doing while fighting a demon.
The Next Morning…
Her father barely tapped her on the shoulder before everyone was already in formation ready to leave. Sango stood up faster then she ever had in her life. The quickness made her head hurt and feel dizzy. She made no obvious sign about it though. Sango looked up at the sky and saw that the sun wasn't out yet. Won't be long until then anyway.
They walked briskly through the woods. The dirt crunched under their feet and the cold wind howled its tune.
After walking a long time and the sun finally rising, a castle was seen in the distance. They were here. Sango took a deep breath then let it out. She felt to exited and scared at the same time. Is that even a good combination?
They entered the village's gates. All of the villagers stared in awe at the large men then their eyes focused on the small girl. No one laughed, but it was impossible to hide the amusement hidden behind their eyes. Sango looked down. This wasn't the type of attention she was used to and she honestly couldn't help but feel that she would have to.
The village headman, Lord Takeda, came out to meet the demon slayers. The demon slayers bowed in respect and Sango followed.
"I am glad you were able to make it. I don't know how much longer we will be able to protect our civilians before our soldiers all die out," said Lord Takeda. The demon slayers stood up.
"Worry no longer, my lord. We will be sure to take care of the threat," said Sango's father. Lord Takeda nodded.
"You have my gratitude. You may stay in one of our rooms until night when the demon comes… You will be rewarded afterwards," said the Lord.
"We humbly accept your hospitality," said Sango's father.
Lord Takeda called out for a servant to take the guests to a room.
Sango sat in the room. The food was set in front of her and the others. They all ate their food calmly and Sango didn't want to be caught picking her food so she simply stared at it. She is beyond nervous. She is… unsure if she is ready.
"Eat, daughter. The food isn't poisoned," her father joked. Sango gave a small smile before lifting the chopsticks of food into her mouth. He's right. The food tastes delicious. Sango began to eat slowly before gaining a small amount of speed at eating.
After eating, Sango realized they had a long time until nightfall. The other demon slayers began to polish their weapons, which made them look more menacing and intimidating already. What to do? What to do? She is bored. Sango looked around their room. It was filled with dust. It's maybe not used often.
From behind the shoji sheet, Sango appeared in a few seconds wearing her regular kimono and her sleeves held back to clean. Sango finally found the instruments she would need, even if she had to "borrow" them. Sango zoomed through the room cleaning, mopping, and doing everything to keep her mind off things. The demon slayers watched the small girl run back and forth without leaving a small blemish.
Sango continued. She didn't even stop to breathe.
Sango wiped her forearm over her forehead and admired her work. The men stared at her. This little girl… The men stood up from where they were sitting. The men looked in surprise. No dust! It was as if they never sat there!
"Sango, that really wasn't necess-," Sango cut her father off.
"I think I'll do some laundry," she said. Sango grabbed all of the clothes the men left laying around and ran outside. The men simply stared after her.
"That girl is more scared than she admits," one of the men under his breath. Sango's father stared after his daughter. She's actually quite controlled compared to him on his first time. This made him smile.
Sango sat on the edge of the pond where other maids washed the clothes. Sango scrubbed hard and deep. Every once in a while Sango would bring her arm up and dry the sweat off her brow.
The maids stared at the girl. A child washing clothes that belongs to… men. The maids blushed. The poor thing. Who knows what they do to her. They saw the scars and bruises on her arms (from training) and gasped. Sango looked up at the women and saw all of their eyes on her. Sango blushed and continued her washing. The women said nothing, each giving her their blessings.
Eventually, the only one left was a Sango washing the men's clothes. Sango looked up at the sun and saw that it was a bit later than noon. 'Lunch time,' Sango finished the last bit of clothes and walked back to the part of the castle they were staying at. She spotted the clothing wire and asked the nearest maid if she can hang the clothes. With the maid's approval, Sango finished her job. She walked back to the room and saw all of the men being served their food.
"Sango, you are just on time," her father said. Sango took off her cleaning gear and sat in front of the full plates of food.
"Forgive me, father," Sango said as she sat. They said their thanks and ate.
Finally, they all finished their food. The maids came in and cleared the mess.
Sango caressed her swollen stomach. She's never been more full in her whole life. Sango looked out from the window to the sun. It was high in the sky in its full view. It won't be long until night comes. Sango tried not to think about it too much.
The men changed into their very clean gear. They couldn't help but admire Sango's handy work… The sun was beginning to set… The colors in the horizon covered the whole sky. Small stars began to show themselves.
Sango changed into her gear as quickly as possible to catch up with the others.
She caught up with the other demon slayers and placed her weapons in their appropriate place on her body. Her father nodded and they all left the room they stayed in and walked out into the coolness of the twilight. She stood near the people she knew so well.
Lord Takeda met up with them and the demon slayers bowed in respect.
"The demon tends to come out at exactly midnight, but lately he has been coming sooner until finally it's impossible to estimate when he will come out. There's also no telling where he will come from. There are two gates to the village. He used to come through the North then the South then both. We ask that you please be patient and ready," said the Lord.
Sango noticed the Lord's son wouldn't stop staring at her. Sango shifted nervously under his gaze. He also was a bit… pudgy… He seemed to have an allergy because he never seemed to stop sneezing.
"Very well, my Lord. We will do as you wish," said Sango's' father. "To your positions!" he ordered the other demon slayers. They disappeared before Sango could even blink. Lord Takeda stretched his arm and sent his troops to their assigned posts. Sango's father looked at his daughter. "You will stay with me," he said. Sango nodded as they both began running to the South Gate. Something told them that there was their destination.
Sango took out her miniature boomerang and her father Hiraikotsu. They waited. Everything became deadly silent. Too quite…
Sango felt the earth beneath her begin to shake… She stood her ground. Far away, a woman screamed and as did her child. The demon slayers protecting the South Gate turned and saw the large bear demon coming. Sango sucked in her breath.
Not soon after, the demon slayers who were protecting the North Gate came to the south. They all got in their battle positions surrounding the demon. He roared and began to attack. Sango's father let out a battle cry and the battle commenced.
The young prince and his father Lord Takeda stared out at the battle. It was an incredible battle. His soldiers weren't even needed. The four demon slayers were already too much for the demon.
The demon slayers brought their weapons down on the demon. Strike after strike, the demon continued to scream in agony.
Sango fought with all she had. The demon tried to strike her, but she dodged it as if nothing. Little by little her confidence began to grow. The demon's claw came at her and she used her boomerang as a shield. It pushed her back making her feet dig into the earth, but Sango took out her sword and plunged it into the oversized paw. The demon howled.
"Sango! Deliver the final blow!" her father commanded. Sango steeled herself. Time to make her father proud. She ran. Her boomerang in her hand in a perfect throwing position. She let out her cry and let her boomerang fly. The boomerang made a clean cut through the demon's center. The boomerang came flying back to her and Sango caught it easily.
Everyone around them cheered and thanked the demon slayers. Sango smiled and felt great. Accomplished. Confident. Proud.
Her father walked towards her and patted her on the shoulder.
"You did amazing, Sango. I am proud of you," he said softly. Sango beamed. Her father walked away and stood before Lord Takeda. Back in their formation, they bowed again on one knee.
"My lord, this demon is a vengeful spirit. I would suggest you burn it," said Sango's father.
"Very well. But I cannot thank you enough for all you have done. You have saved my village and my people. Here is your reward," said Lord Takeda. One of his servants handed Sango's father a large back… most likely filled with the money. Sango's father accepted it with a small nod and stood.
After bidding good-byes, the demon slayers began their way back to their village. Kilala near her the whole time…
They arrived back at their village with the villagers congratulating them. Women, men, and children celebrating another victory.
Sango took a deep breath. She will forever cherish this feeling. The feeling of victory, love, and pride…
5 Years Later…
"Come in," the timid boy opened the door to his father's presence. 'I'm not in trouble. I just know it. Sango kept on reassuring me…"
He closed the door after him and turned to face his father but his face still down.
"Kohaku, lift your head! You are with family," said his father. Kohaku, blushing, lifted his head and looked forward. There sat his father with a large grin and his sister, Sango, smiling her sweet smile. Kohaku nodded and proceeded to do as his father asked.
"Now, Kohaku, you have completed your training in the same amount as your sister and I commend you for that. Now, the day has come when you have the chance to test your strengths," father paused.
"W-What?" Kohaku whispered under his breath. 'Is he going to say what I think he's going to say?'
"Kohaku, would you like to join us on our next mission?" father finally asked. The breath hitched in Kohaku's throat. He's admired his sister for years, being able to go and feel the victory of defeating another demon. And now, it's his turn.
Subconsciously, Kohaku nodded.
"Very well. The next mission is at dawn. A village not far from here. I will call for you to see if your demon slayer suit fits," said father. Kohaku nodded. "You are dismissed." Kohaku nodded and left.
He silently closed the shoji door behind him and left to practice. He won't let his father down. Same for his sister.
"I don't think I can do it…," he said under his breath.
"That's a lie and you know it, Kohaku," said the older sister. Kohaku jumped, startled. He didn't know his sister, Sango, could hear him…
"S-S-Sango! I-I-I didn't know y-y-you were l-l-listening!" Kohaku stuttered. Sango smiled.
As she stared ahead, Sango adjusted her boomerang. Later, her father helped her make a slightly larger one until she inherits Hiraikotsu.
"Calm down, Kohaku. You'll be fine," Sango encouraged. Kohaku looked down.
"I just don't want to disappoint anybody," said Kohaku. Sango smiled.
"Please Kohaku. You're ready. Just believe in yourself," said Sango. Boy, if only she had those reassurances on her first mission.
"H-Hey, Sango," Kohaku said. Sango looked down at him.
"What is it, Kohaku?" she replied.
"How did you feel on your first mission?" Kohaku asked. Sango thought about it.
"A wreck. I was ready to run away, thinking I will do something I shouldn't. A bit like you are right now," Sango replied.
"Oh," Kohaku replied.
"We're here," father said. Kohaku stiffened.
The gate surrounding the city opened. Inside, there were men screaming, fighting the demon in the middle of the courtyard. All of the demon slayers ran in, weapons ready. Kohaku ran after them. He took out his sickle.
"Hiraikotsu!" father yelled. The weapon flew through the air slicing the spider's legs off. The other demon slayers sent their weapons destroying the demon finally.
Kohaku looked towards the Lord and the prince. The next thing, everything went bizarre. He lost quick control of his body. He fought against the invisible force, but his young, human body was too weak. He felt his arms lift with his weapon as it killed every demon slayer. Something inside of him died. He screamed to stop. He saw his sister watch him, his betrayal. He fought harder screaming and his gut wrenched as his weapon dug into his sister's back.
'Sango… SANGO!'
He didn't know what happened next when he fell on the floor. He was able to control his body. The trauma kicking in. What did he do? The tears involuntarily fell down his cheeks. Kohaku saw Sango drag herself to him as she held him close to her chest.
"Sango, don't leave me," he managed to say. Now Sango was crying heavily.
"I promise I won't, Kohaku. Just stay with me," she started to sound desperate.
"What did I do?"
Sango's breath hitched in her throat as countless arrows hit her. The two sibling's world went black.
3 Days Later…
Sango woke up. She was lying on a bed.
"Don't move, child," Sango looked towards the voice.
"Where am I? Where's Kohaku?" Sango asked groggily. She winced at the pain.
"Stop moving so much, child. You have wounds that are too much for your body to handle," said the voice. Sango immediately knew it was an older woman.
"I have to go. My brother…" Sango tried to get up. The woman finally showed herself as she forced Sango to lay back down.
"Stay here. Heal. Then, I will help you," said the older woman.
"Help?" Sango drifted away again. No matter how much she tried to remain conscious, it was a battle she couldn't win.
12 Days Later…
Sango woke up. Her stomach growled. It was time to be fed again. Sango has healed enough that she can stand up and eat by herself.
"Feeling better, Sango?" the older woman entered.
Sango nodded. "Yes, thank you."
The older woman proceeded to check on Sango's wounds concluding that Sango can get up and time.
"Thank you so much for all you have done. But, will I be able to battle?" Sango asked.
"Oh, yes. You will need it," said the older woman.
"What do you mean, 'You will need it'?" Sango asked, now suspicious.
The woman's eyes softened no longer the kind yet mischievous eyes. And just as quick as she was that, she went back to smiling.
"Let's help you first then I will explain everything," she said. Sango nodded.
The woman helped Sango stand. When Sango was finally on her feet, she started to test her body out. Her reflexes were still sharp. That's good.
"It seems you no longer need my care," said the older woman. Sango looked down at the rags that draped her body. Ignoring them, Sango asked her question.
"Now tell me, what did you mean before?"
The older woman sighed.
"I believe it is time for you to know… Sango, you aren't… you were taken. You are in a whole different part of the world. You were taken to be sold as a slave. Since you were injured, I had to take care of you," she began.
"What? What about my brother, my father? I was just exterminating a demon!" Sango's anger began to rise.
"Calm yourself, child! If you are too loud, they will come and take you away to be sold!" the woman whispered harshly.
Sango calmed, "So you are going to hand me over to them to be sold?" Sango stiffened. Ready for battle just in case.
"No, I've always tried to help. Now, hide whatever weapons you can to free yourself. I will hide your things in a nearby bush. Look for me in the crowd as you are sold in auction. The minute I leave your things, free yourself, grab everything and run, do you understand me?" she said.
"But where do I go?" Sango asked, disoriented.
"Run to the port," the woman replied.
"Port?" Sango questioned. She never heard of such a thing.
"Run towards the water and search for Mamoru," said the old woman.
"What about my brother, any of the demon slayers?" Sango asked. She is going no where without them.
"Search for Mamoru," the woman insisted. With that, she went out. Sango did as she was told. Luckily the rags had long sleeves, Sango put on her arm weapons. If she was going to be bound, she'll need a knife and this was perfect for the job.
Sango was prepared. Her other clothes were in a bag the woman owned. Sango put her hair up in her ponytail and lay in the bed. She waited a few moments before men came in. They roughly grabbed her and pulled her away. Sango knew not to struggle. They bound her and dragged her onto a stage not too far. There was already a large crowd surrounding it.
She was thrown roughly to the wooden base of the stage and remained there.
"Here we have a lovely young girl. She is strong and well fed. She was found in the eastern lands. Because of this, I propose 200," people raised their hands.
Before Sango knew it, they were up to 20, 000. What is this? Sango raised her head, she saw a girl, her age, walk by. The ebony haired girl stared in distaste at the crowd and saw Sango. Her eyes softened. She looked the same as Sango. Not like these others…
Sango's eyes landed on the old woman from earlier as she walked to a nearby bush. She was carrying the bag and… Hiraikotsu? Then that means her father really did… No, Kohaku wasn't himself. She knows it.
The woman walked away, unsuspicious. This was her cue. They continued to bargain. Sango stood up and ripped through the rope. She easily knocked down the men in her way, making sure she didn't hurt them. Sango pushed through the crowd.
Sango ran to the bush, with graceful and quick ease, grabbed her things and ran towards the sea. The weight on her back was nothing as Sango ran faster and faster per moment. The men were finally left behind. There were no people. Good.
Sango ran until she saw no civilization. The woman simply told her to run to the water and that's what she did. But, she didn't know it was this far! Sango hid in the trees and changed into her demon slayer gear. She placed Hiraikotsu on her back and continued toward the water.
The sun was soon to set and Sango struggled to remain upright. The water in its full glory before her. Now, to search for… What was his name? Right, Mamoru. 'Should I call out for him?'
"You're the girl I saw earlier being bargained for. How did you escape?" Sango turned around and faced the ebony-haired girl from earlier. The girl didn't seem dangerous, but Sango saw the dagger in her boot. "Don't worry. I won't use it especially on someone as heavily as equipped as you."
Sango said nothing, ready to fight if it came to it.
"I'm looking for Mamoru," Sango said. The girl smiled.
"I live with him. I'll take you. By the way, my name is Kagome."
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AnimeExpert1981: DONE! FINALLY! I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! IT'S JUST THERE'S THIS THEN THAT! UGH! Sorry… But I'll update… Next is Shippo's Story.