"RUN!"

The woman's shrill scream echoed through the woods. Tears were fogging his vision as he dashed through the dense thicket. Twigs and branches lashing at his little arms and legs. ed

Confusion and fear, unimaginable fear, wrapped around his mind like a smothering blanket. All he could really understand was that his mother was in danger….and he was too.

With a tiny heart pounding, the boy crawled inside a hollowed log to hide from his predator. There, gasping for breaths, he desperately tried not to cry.

"where's mommy?"

the only thought in his head.

Minutes seemed like hours while hiding in the mossy safe haven. The fear still had not subsided inside his chest. The boy pushed to one of the log's sides; pressed his hands against the bark, trying to hear for sounds.

Nothing.

Taking a deep breath of courage, the young one crawled out of the mossy log and looked around.

"Wha?..."

Although he hadn't noticed before the woods in which he was residing backed right up to the park cemetery…..

Stumbling over his converse shoe laces, he cautiously tip-toed into the tomb stones.

"FOOLISH CHILD!"

"Ah!" he yelled and began to run. Before he could even take a step, a bloodied hand yanked him by the shirt.

His attacker effortlessly held him to the earthy floor, locking him dead in the eye.

What the poor child saw would haunt him for the rest of his life. The man's eyes were blood red and swarmed with hatred. Blood dripped from his mangeled finger nails as his flowing black hair lapped him in the face.

Too petrified to even scream.

"stop squirming boy!" he growled.

"Do you wish to perish like your mother?"

then he picked up the young, frightened child and carried him to a nearby crypt. Effortlessly kicking the door down. In, he dragged the child.

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Sango lay awake staring up at the rickety ceiling fan.

"There has to be a way out of this"

she racked her brain for any possible answers. Once again, it had been hours since she had seen miroku. For some reason, a small amount of guilt on her conscience. "Was I too hard on him??" "Oh my God!" "What am I saying??" "After what he's done?!?!"

the moonlight still poured in through the window.

"It should be morning by now…where's the sun?"

Suddenly abrupted form her thoughts, Screaming came from down somewhere outside the room.

The yells were almost masculine sounding. Halfway between a scream and a cry…

"I've got to get out of here!!" "Miroku's probably killing somebody right now!!"

Using all of her strength, Sango pulled on the handcuff. "arrgh!!"

Tighting her wrist and constricting her hand she pulled. But, this time, to her surprise, she heard a crack….

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Miroku thrashed about in his sleep. Screaming. The nightly terror had once again returned, leaving his to face it .

"mother!!!"

"mother!!" In a deep gasp, his violet orbs shot open. Cold sweat dripping off his face.

"dammit!" he yelled "who is that little boy??!" "Why is Naraku always there?"

that part was actually self explanatory. Naraku always did scare him, deep down. Even more so when he was younger. He had no heart. Narku lived solely to kill and cause anarchy……

"knock knock knock"

Three loud bangs came from the front door. "visitors?" "Pshh, I never get visitors…."

Miroku trugged from the sweat-drenched bed to the living room.

"who's there?" he yelled.

No response.

Opening the door, he found himself face to face with the nightmare himself. Naraku.

"Na..Naraku, sir!", he stuttered quickly bowing. "What an honor it is to have you!"

"Get up and stop groveling", he spat. "you haven't changed at all over the years."

Uninvited, he strode into the home.

"What can I help you with your majesty?"

Naraku walked around, as if inspecting the place. "Who's clothes do those belong to?", he asked gesturing towards Sango's bloodied ones.

"Oh, those?" "they're from that assignment you gave me sir."

"you removed her clothes before killing her?"

He stared into Miroku, face unchanging. Cold and Hard.

Shit miroku! Think of something fast!! And don't let him find sango!

"Well sir, I er…Had some…"fun" before I took her life.

"Can he tell I'm lying??!"

He merely glared for a minute and continued to inspect the area.

"Where is her body, Miroku?" "It must be around here somewhere." "her scent is extremely strong."

LIE MIRKU! LIE LIE LIE!!!!!!

"I gave her body to some night wolves near the woods. "I didn't feel the need to inconvenience you with a dead woman.

"Very well then." "miroku, here is your money." Walking over, ha handed miroku a small envelope.

CRASH!!!!!

A loud crashing noise rang down the hallway from Sango's room .

"Oh no."

"Oh no, what?" Naraku asked, quarking a brow.

"What was that noise?"

Miroku didn't realize he'd said that out loud.

"um, nothing sir. Just the wind I'm sure."

Naraku strode swiftly down the hall to the source of the noise, as If expecting to catch something. He could tell Miroku was acting strangely, even though his face showed no sign of it.

"Please, sir, I can explain", miroku jogged up next to him

Naraku peered inside Sango's room .His expression changed, and he looked towards miroku .

"this is it! Here's where he kills me."

"Miroku, why is half your bed gone?"

"What?!" Miroku thrust his head in the doorway.

The window was busted out,

and the bedpost sango's hand was bound to was now gone.

Along with Sango……

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"Yes I made it!"

Sango dashed down the alley ways outside his apartment. Luckily for her, the old bed had gotten a weak spot from the constant pulling and yanking. Sango had broken the bed post away in order to free her arm, then started for the window. She had tried to get out without making a noise, but unfortunately for her a bed post really wasn't too easy to fit out a window. The large post broke in just about all the glass squares. From there She hit the ground running.

It would only take miroku a matter of minutes to catch up. He had to be strong. To be able to hide his vampire state, go out in the sun, and get by sango…..He just wasn't normal, that's all she could tell.

Sanog ran as fast as she possibly could, do to her state.

Wounded.

Barefoot.

Barely clothed.

Oh yes, and now lugging around a mighty heavy stump.

"Dammit!"

"Where the hell am I?" "Nothing looks familiar!"

On top of that, there were no street signs or stores. Just broken down buildings, darkness, and the occasional flickering streetlight. Alleys everywhere. There was an eery dead silence in the air. The normal city sounds couldn't be heard .And Through too dilapidated buildings, woods could be spotted.

The woods would make a sufficient hiding place, but her side pains were rushing back.

Sango decided they were too far away for her condition.

Ignoring the pains, she ran on. Sango figured she'd run at least 5 miles (or something like that).

It was time to take a breather," but where???"

Turning down the next alley way, she spotted what looked like an old dumpster and some fallen debris.
"Looks good enough"

Crouching behind the material, sango tried to collect her thoughts.

"Okay girl, ease yourself." He's not gonna find you." "Just rellaaax." Her eyes closed for a brief moment while she took in a deep breath of air.

"Maybe because I've got Miroku's scent from his shirt, It will hide me more.

She sat for a few minutes, trying to calm down, her heart and adrenaline were going a million miles an hour. Her entire life she trained for situations like this, taking down the enemy…the vampire scum. Why was she now so scared? At the time when she needed to be the most collected?

Deciding it was safe, Sango sunk back into the alley, flattening her self as much as humanly possible against a building wall. She readied for any dangers that might be just around the corners. Surprisingly, every corner she turned, there was nothing.

The alleys seemed to go on forever. Sango now found herself lost deep inside them.

"If this place was ever under attack, the people could hide so easily…"

"Mommy?"

Sango gasped frightened, whirling around.

"Have you seen my mommy?"

Thefoe Sango was readying to face, was merely a little child.

"Who are you little one? " "What do you want?"

Sango bent down to the girl's level. Her dazzling blue eyes sparkled with tears.

"Where's mommy?" She sniffed and wiped her runny nose on her sleeve.

"I..I don't know, but do you know a way out of here?" "you see, I'm …lost…too"

The child suddenly clenched Sango's shirt, squeezing it as hard as she possibly could.

Then her eyes turned a sickly yellow. Her voice deepened.
"Hehe!" She chuckled. "you humans are soo predictable and stupid!" "you didn't even know that I was a demon siren??" "And you smell like a fighter too!" "HAHA!!"

"Trying to escape are we?" "I am actually quite shocked you made it this far in the underground!" "how you managed that isn't important." "My friends and I are hungary!" "You seem like quite a tasty meal!!!"

Sango slipped into a fighting stance, which only made the demon laugh harder.

Black ooze began to slip from its mouth as a swirling black cloud encased it's body.

"Come my bretheren!" It screamed.

The ground ebneth her feet began to shake.

"Let me go!!"

five more demons jumped from the roof top. Circling around Sango. She could see them licking their lips in the moonlight.

"We'll tear her apart limb from limb!!!"

I'm soooooo sorry for the wait!!!

sango15, i hope you recieved my messages!

really i'm so sorry, hopefully i'll upload the next chapter quicker.

I write the chapters before I upload them. Sometime my computer is so slow it's not even worth it.

Okay, one quick little thingie before i go,

you know in these stories, people always say "KAMI?" It's supposed to mean God or somthing?

I got ajapanese book for christmas, and kami means hair...not God.

soooooooooooooo somebody was misinformed somewhere along the line i think.