"No! Kagome-sama's soul, the demon is stealing it!"

Miroku's strangled cry ecoed slightly in the small room of the hut. The small girl, whose pale blank face took on a tortured glint. She hated killing people. Naraku-sama was her father, though, and she was expected to do as he wished. She watched the girl's soul, this Kagome's, and wondered slightly at the abnormal size of it. It wasn't supposed to be so large.

Kanna looked over at the monk. He could do nothing without risking the girl Kagome's soul being sucked out of her, and he knew it, for he didn't move and he held onto the fox kit with what seemed to be a very painful grip. The demon exterminater seemed to notice also, and was constantly tightening her arm muscles. Kanna would have sighed. But she couldn't show emotions. She was a void demon, void meaning nothingness in a humaniod form. Her coal eyes hardened for a moment. Why couldn't she show emotions? Oh, yeah, because her 'Father' chose to make her as such. She... Kanna wanted to live, to truely live.

Kanna watched Kagome's bright blue eyes dull and envied her greatly. She wished to be this girl, who seemingly had nothing in the world to bother her. She wanted to have all those emotions. She wanted that life.

Kanna stepped forward, closer to the girl. She gripped one pale hand on her mirror, and reached out to touch the girl's face. There, in front of her, was the person she wanted to be. She would leave Naraku. She would share the girl's body. She stepped closer, dropping her precious mirror. It shattered instantly, making a horror filled screeching sound that made the other three people in the room besides Kagome and Kanna fall to the floor in pain. Kagome's soul flew around the two girls, enveloping them in a fog. Kanna looked up at the girl.

"Please." She whispered. The girls blank pale eyes, that were steadily growing brighter, looked down at her, and Kanna knew that she was being seen through.

Kagome didn't know what was happening. She knew that this girl, this pale lonely person, needed to be taken away from all of this. Naraku was controling her like he was Kohaku, and all the other innocents that he had killed slowly. But this demon, was dying. As she stood she was already partly dead. She needed something, and Kagome, the girl who had a wonderful family and friends, who had everything, wanted to help her so badly, and knew that it was going to take a tole on her life. A single tear fell down her face, landing in the little girls white hair.

Kanna, once in her short life, smiled. A happy, heart breaking smile. A white blast erupted through the area, blinding everyone that it came across. And when the light vanished, so had the little girl, who was now and forever grateful, to the human who had saved her pathetic life.

And on the floor, of the hut on the outskirts of the village, a fifteen year old girl who had just changed her life, beyond compare, fainted out on the cold wood floor, silent tears flowing freely out of her clenched shut eyes.

Everything had changed.