Ryo High

Chapter 10


She took in another deep breath before she began her story. Luck just wasn’t on her side the last couple of days. It’s funny how when you finally start piecing your life back together your past decides to step in and shatter what was left of your semi-mended heart. She let out the breath she didn’t realize she was still holding. This was going to be hard, but she knew she could get through it.


“The fox demon’s name is Swanson, well his last name anyway. I can’t say that I really remember his first name. I met him through Naraku as you probably already guessed. We were never nor will we ever be on friendly terms. For me to tell you more about him and my involvement with Naraku I guess I have to start from the very beginning of it all.”


Inuyasha growled low in his throat hearing Naraku’s name aloud.


Kagome could feel his growl vibrating through his chest and onto her side. The growl was menacing, but even though she knew he wouldn’t like it she felt it best to continue. Maybe if she finally let everything out and onto the surface it wouldn’t hurt so much. Maybe it wouldn’t feel like such a burden, but then again she still had her doubts about that.


Naraku was not the type of person you wanted to double cross, but then again neither was she. She wasn’t going to live her life in fear of him. For all she cared he could rot in Hell, and it wouldn’t affect her one damn bit.


“Shortly after the night my brother ‘died’ my mother and I moved to a small town just outside of this one. She was in a state of depression and utter denial. In her eyes the two most important men in her life were ripped tragically away from her before their time.”


“The police, which apparently knew something that we didn’t, told my mother they found him, my father, dead floating in a near by river. They said he was beaten and stabbed to death. Well at least they stuck to consistency, right? But anyway, we never saw his body, because my mother wanted a closed casket funeral. She claimed that she didn’t want to see my fathers beaten and bloodied body, she wanted to remember him like the ‘last’ time she saw him. But even as small as I was I knew my father wasn’t in there, I knew he wasn’t dead. However, I thought it best not to voice that out.”


She stopped to take another breath to calm herself as one lone tear ran down her cheek.


“I’ll never forget that day, she looked so sad and lost. I just wanted to hug her and tell her the truth that daddy was still alive, but if I told her that I would have had to tell her about what he did. Her pain was great yet she remained strong for me. I’ll never forget that. She gave me small reassurances even though I knew she needed them a lot more than I did.”


“After a few years when I was about eight she started to notice that I wasn’t like the ‘normal’ eight year old kid. Sure I was happy, played with other kids, and seemed so innocent. But what made me different to her was that I didn’t throw temper tantrums when I didn’t get my way, I didn’t cry when I scraped my knee, I never ran to her when I was hurt, I didn’t believe in all those happy fairytales, and I refused to talk about my father.”


“So she thought it would be best to send me to a children’s psychiatrist. In the beginning she thought that it would work, but after a couple of sessions she realized it was a total waste of her time and money. I never said a word to the shrink. To tell the truth he creeped me out and I always thought that he was way too nosey. He always wanted to know about my father and about my past.”


“After all that had occurred my mother asked me why I didn’t cry, why I didn’t believe in fairytales, and why I never cried when I got physically hurt. I told her that I didn’t want to cry anymore and that I wouldn’t. And right before I walked out of the room I told her that fairytales aren’t real because there aren’t such things as ‘happy endings’. But I guess part of that was a lie. In truth I did cry, hell I cried a lot. I just never let anyone see my pain or tears. I thought it was weak and that was something I didn’t want to be.”


Inuyasha continued to cradle her in his arms as he listened quietly. It was a lot for him to take in, but what really got him was that this had all taken place before the tender age of nine. And it seemed like there was a whole lot more yet to come. He hated to see her like this. She looked so sad. He just wanted to kiss all her pain away, but he knew that most of it would never go away, but that wouldn’t stop him from trying.


“So when I was almost nine I started taking self defense classes. I took them for many reasons. I wanted to be strong and I needed something to take out all my pain on. I turned my pain into energy and for being nine I was pretty damn tough. But probably not nearly as tough as I thought I was.”


“When 5th grade came around I was still taking various self defense classes, but I decided that it just wasn’t enough anymore. I still felt kind of weak even though I could probably kick a grown man’s ass at the time. So I decided to join what seemed like a local gang, but I got a little more than I bargained for. The gang I picked to join was called the Renegade, which I’m sure you’ve at least heard of them.”


Inuyasha went stiff. Yeah, he had heard of the Renegade. He would have been ok if she had joined any other gang, but of all the damn gangs to join, she probably chose the most dangerous one. It was one of the top two gangs if not in the state than in the country. They were the rival of the Death Riders, Naraku’s gang. The Renegade was known for their ruthlessness and love for racing bikes. The Death Riders were known for their drug trafficking and large rein of prostitutes. Two very different gangs that hated each other enough to induce blood shed and sometimes death.


Now Inuyasha was really worried. Once you were a part of a gang like that you never got out no matter the cost. Those gangs were different from the ones he had personally known and participated in. His gang and anyone else’s in comparison to the Renegade were considered and really were mere child’s play. He had never killed anyone nor had anyone he had known. Sure he and other gangs had rivals, but it never went further than the occasional fight.


He held onto her tighter no one would take her from him. Sure given he had never really killed anyone, but that would surely change if someone laid a hand on his woman. He would fucking bloody maim the person that dared to hurt her, youkai mated for life and he planned to mate her not lose her. He listened intently as she continued.


“I was the youngest member to ever be accepted into the Renegade. They accepted me because of my fighting skills and what they said was potential. They taught me just about everything I know today. I learned better fighting skills than I already had. I learned how to ride, fix, and race a bike. I also learned the true extent of death, betrayal, and loyalty.”


“During my time with the Renegade it was like I had a real family. Sure I still had my mother, but it was different I could tell them anything and nothing would change between us. I was one of the extremely few women in the Renegade so I always felt like I had a million big brothers looking out for me.”


“After about two years of being in the gang I had won many races and had been in way too many fights and rumbles to count. My fighting skills were 10 fold what they used to be and I just felt better than I had in a long time. But most importantly that second year really changed my life.”


“The leader of the gang at the time was really close to me and vise versa. He was like my mentor. Well anyway, when he decided to step down from his position he handed it off to me.”


Yet again Inuyasha was brought into a state of shock. Not only had she been in the Renegade, but she had at one point been the leader. He wonder for how long and if she still was, but he could wait until she was finished to ask all the questions he had ready for her. This was just getting to be too much for him to handle. He had always thought his brother was a real bad ass, but looks like he was wrong. His brother, Sesshoumaru, was also in a gang he made himself. The gang itself was in the top five. He really didn’t know too much about it though. He and his brother weren’t on very good terms.


“He said he passed it down to me because I had compassion and strength. At first I tried to decline several times, but when he refused to let me I had no other choice but to take the job and do the best I could. And that’s what I did, I ran it the best I possibly could and tired to keep our number of enemies to a minimum. But, of course, with m luck it didn’t run all that smoothly. The rivalry between us and Naraku grew to extensive proportions.”


“Soon winning and losing bike races and fights just weren’t enough for him. He wanted us dead. He wanted to be the ‘most powerful gang’ and rule the country or at least that’s how he put it. So he tried to kill us off one by one and in groups which led to a full out gang war between us, which has yet to end.”

“As for what my father has to do with Naraku I’m not sure, but whatever it is it can’t possibly be good for my health. I guess that’s kind of it. What else do you want to know?”


When she was finished he stayed quiet for a few moments thinking about the stuff he needed to know and how to rephrase it into the many he had questions. So he just let them rip one by one.


“Are you still in command of the Renegade?”


“No, but they still keep a close watch on me. Actually I stepped down last year. I figured after seven years of being in the gang was enough for me.”


“Do you still talk to them?”


“Yep, they’re like family to me no matter what happens.”


“Do any of them go to our school?”


“Not that I know of, most of them have either dropped out or have already graduated. Anything else you want to know?”


“Why aren’t you and the fox on good terms? Did he hurt you?”


“I guess you could say that he hurt me, but not physically. He hurt me more emotionally than anything else. He killed one of my best friends right in front of me…”


“What did you say to him?”


“I didn’t say anything to him.”


“Then what did you do to him?”


“I’d rather not say.”


Those were all pretty good answers expect for the fox demon, he would have to get the truth out of her about that one later. He liked the way that she was at ease with him, but she still had a couple of questions nagging at him.


“Yeah, have you ever killed anyone?”


He knew it was a silly question, but at the same time he really wanted to know.


She was quiet for a moment, thinking about whether or not to answer that question directly or indirectly. Well she had told him the truth about everything else so why stop there?


“Yes, but it’s not something I am proud of.”


“Would you take any of it back? Do you regret it?”


“No.”


This sure as hell wasn’t the answer he was expecting…he thought that she would regret something like that. Maybe she really was that ruthless, deep down he knew that she wasn’t, but he still had to ask.


“Why?”


“When I did the things that I did, Naraku was out to kill us. It was either killing them or letting them kill us. It really wasn’t a choice for me. I didn’t care if I died, but I wasn’t going to sit and watch him kill people that I thought of as family. Although some of them did die. But all in all it was Love vs. Hate, and I chose love with no regrets.”

She let out a shuttering breath and nuzzled her head into his chest letting a couple of lone tears stream down her saddened face as she remembered those dreadful times.


He felt her pain and held her tighter to him. He wouldn’t let her get hurt again. He would protect her. She was so strong for all she went through she deserved to be loved, protected, and kept safe from harms way. At least now he knew why she was so defensive at times and why she hit so goddamn hard.

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“So she wants a personal visit? Well two can play at that game.”


“It looks that way, she defiantly hasn’t changed over the years wouldn’t you say?”


“That I agree with. She is still as stubborn as ever. But that’s nothing to worry about. She will be at my mercy soon enough. She’s cracked and I will have her bend to my will, and then toss her to her father. I’m sure he misses his little girl ever so dearly.”


“You can take out the Renegade now as it stands, so why bring her back into it. She’s their strength; if she were to come back we could never bring them down.”


“Ah, but you forget she is also their weakness. If she is brought back in they will think they can win no matter what, but once I bend and break her they will fall. They cannot stand on their own feet with out her.” He let out a darkly evil laugh.


Swanson watched as Naraku laughed at the news he brought and at the ex-Renegade leader.


This would be different from all the other times they went after their rivals, he had a bad feeling about this. He knew she might look weakened and ‘cracked’ but deep down she was strong. A hell of a lot stronger than Naraku gave her any credit. Sure he hated her, but he did respect her. After all it took a lot of strength for her to watch him kill her best friend and not say anything or kill him on the spot. Instead she looked him straight in the eye pulled out her Glock and shot him in both of his knee caps. She wanted him to live and that he didn’t but it didn’t come with out suffering. He was in rehab for over a year because of her.


But he had no doubts about what would happen if she was put in the same situation again she would kill him without a second thought and no regrets. She was one ruthless bitch when she needed to be.


There was no way in hell they were going to win this war if they brought her into the middle of it…

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A/n: Hey everyone!

So how was the chappy?!?! I was so excited when I got done with it! I thought it was going to be a really hard chapter to write, but once I started writing it just starting flowing out of me and it turned out pretty damn good for not having much thought put into it. I’m proud of myself!

I know there was a lot of talking in this chapter what I thought it was necessary and I needed to really get her past out in the open and Naraku needed to be finally brought into the story ((Even though it was only a small part)).

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