The Hanyou
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InuYasha › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
3,367
Reviews:
56
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own InuYasha, nor make money from this story.
The Hanyou
A/N: Ok, I got really bored so this story came into my head. It’s a mix of every comic book you have ever read or heard of, and I mean every one, Batman, Spiderman, Daredevil and such… Anyway, hope you like it.
Full Summery
Accidentally turn into a half demon at the age of 17, Inuyasha Kawamoto starts his fight against evil trying to avenge his parents’ death. Now with two lives one by day as a simple university professor and one by night as The Hanyou catching the bad guys and making young women hearts race just at the sight of him, will he have the time to let love enter his life in the form of a beautiful but clueless police detective who happens to live in the apartment across from him and has a fascination with his demon personality The Hanyou and a friendly attitude towards his human personality?
Prologue
February 15 1995, 10:30 PM
It was a cold winter night but neither of the two naked people on bed noticed embraced as they were in a loving manner. It was a couple, not a young one, she was in her 30’s and he on his 40’s, but they seemed to be much in love. He was a tall man, with an athletic complexion, blond almost white long hair that he usually used in a high ponytail and a pair of honey brown eyes that shine like topazes whenever he looked at his wife, so much was the love in them.
She was a beautiful middle-aged woman with long black hair, purple eyes, and a smile that could illuminate an entire room, or at least that was the opinion of her husband and son.
“Honey, do you think Inuyasha will be alright with us going on this trip?” The woman asked her husband.
“Izayoi, stop worrying, our son is not ten anymore, he is a grown man of seventeen.”
A sigh was heard from the woman. “I know, but you know he is my baby, and always will be. The children in the eyes of their mother will never stop being babies... And I am a mother and thus making him my Baby.” She said in a very ‘matter-of –fact’ voice.
The man chuckled at his wife’s logic. “I know love, I know. But don’t make such a fuss, will be only gone for three wee-” The man stopped as he listened carefully for any suspicious noises, all trace of teasing erased from his features.
“What’s wrong?” Izayoi asked as she tried to hear as well. They were or better said had been one of the best detective couples of the police department in their youth, but now they were tired and so decided to have a simpler life. After giving up on trying to catch the king of Tokyo’s out laws, the infamous Naraku, they had recently retired. The man did not answer as he stretched his hand under his pillow where he kept his gun and started to pull it out.
“Tsk.Tsk.Tsk, Inutaisho, I don’t think so. Let go of your gun or I will blow Izayoi’s head right this second.” A low male’s voice said with a hint of laughter.
Both froze on the bed not moving a muscle. Inutaisho released his grip on the gun and said: “Whoever you are, I am no longer armed so there is no need of threats towards my wife.”
“You hurt me, my friend. You don’t remember me?” He said faking hurt. “You don’t remember your best friend?”
Inutaisho frown. “My best friend disappeared seventeen years ago, never to be found again.”
“Think again my dear friend, because here I am.” With that he switched the lights on.
A gasp escaped the woman’s throat as her hand raised to cover her mouth while the other hold the sheet against her bare chest to hide it from the man’s lustful eyes. He was pointing a gun towards her even when his eyes turned to her husband.
“Well, I didn’t exactly disappeared. I just hid for a while. After your betrayal I wasn’t in the mood to see any of my two so called best friends.” He answered to Inutaisho and then turn once again his eyes to the woman on the bed. “Looking as beautiful as ever Izayoi, it’s been a while since the last time I’ve laid eyes on you.” The man said nonchalantly as he leered over her. Izayoi clutched the sheets tighter, her knuckles going white.
“Betrayal? What are you talking about? We never betrayed you; as a matter of fact it was you the one who tried to force yourself on Izayoi when she chose to marry me.”
“YOU KNEW I LOVED HER!” He yelled, his face for a moment contorting with hatred, but quickly replaced by the same expressionless mask of before. He cleared his throat and spoke again. “Yes well, I don’t like loosing. Anyway, I am here to get my long awaited revenge.” He said with a wild, sadistic look in his unusual red eyes.
“Onigumo, please... Stop this madness.” Izayoi pleaded him softly. She was really scared now that she had seen the deranged look on his eyes, how mentally unbalanced he was. ‘He has completely lost it; he is capable of doing anything!’ She thought desperately.
“Izayoi... There is no more Onigumo, well at least the real one; all it’s left from him is the name that I use for business. I am Naraku now, I have been since long. That is why I disappeared so many years, I was making myself strong and I couldn’t be strong if I continued to be Onigumo, thus the creation of Naraku. Kukukuku, am I not clever?”
“Why would you turn your self in such a monster, Onigumo?” Izayoi asked him, unable to believe what her ears were hearing.
“I told you why. You shouldn’t blame all this on me Izayoi; it was partly your fault too.”
“My fault? How could on earth all your felonies be my fault?? I did nothing to you, we did nothing to you!”
“Enough of this mindless chatter. It is boring.”
“Just one question, why do you leave white orchids on your victims’ bodies?” She asked, afraid to know the answer. He knew it was her favorite flower she had told him once back when they were young and he had showed up to her apartment the next day with a bouquet of white orchids. She remembered to have thought it a very sweet gesture of him but now she wasn’t sure.
“Well, my darling, I would have thought you would‘ve guess it by know. I know it is your favorite flower, that’s why. I was trying to give you a clue on who I was, but you never did figure it out.”
“So you are the one that we’ve been chasing after all these years. You knew we were after you. You are a murderer.” Inutaisho said calmly. He couldn’t believe that Onigumo was Naraku, it was all very strange.
Naraku chuckled: “As well as a rapist, a thief, and a couple of other things I cannot recall right now.”
“You are insane!” She said, looking at the person standing in front of her who was a complete stranger.
Naraku shrugged. “Maybe now, can we go on?” He asked in a bored tone of voice.
“What do you want Naraku?” Inutaisho asked enraged with this crazy man that had once been his best friend. He threw Izayoi a side glance to see if she was alright and saw her paled face, white knuckles and small shivers making goose-bumps on her skin. He wanted to hold her, assure her everything was going to be okay, but he wasn’t sure of what this madman would do if he moved. ‘Thank god, Inuyasha was not home tonight and stayed working at the lab till late hours again.’
“It’s simple really. Now that you know I am Naraku I must get rid of you both. Besides, I have realized that Naraku cannot have weak spots so I have to eliminate any kind of bond to Onigumo and that means Izayoi and you.” He said as he looked at the couple sitting on the bed, naked.
“You won’t get away with this! The police will find you!” Inutaisho yelled, desperately trying to gain time and find a way to save his beloved.
“Either way, you won’t be around to see if they catch me or not so... Now,” he said as he turned to the woman. “My lovely Izayoi, I believe that I shall start with you to make him suffer more.” As Naraku was distracted talking to Izayoi, Inutaisho moved his hand to grab the gun. From then on everything seemed to happened in slow motion. Inutaisho saw how Naraku’s finger pushed the gun’s trigger pointing at Izayoi’s head, his eyes wide open with fear and desperation as he turned his head towards his wife when he realized that she would not be able to avoid the bullet from hitting her head. She turned to him, unshed tears in her beautiful eyes so full of love, as she mouthed a barely whispered ‘I Love You.’
He threw himself against her body as to shield her from the bullet but he was too late, only for a fucking second, but too late. He felt her go limp in his arms as he looked down at her in time to see her close her eyes for the last time never to open them again as a lonely tear slid down her cheek.
Time went back to normal as the man howled a heartbreaking version of her name, full of sorrow, as mournful tears rolled down his cheeks, grief distorting his features. Moments later his heartrending tear-streaked face was suddenly malformed to that of hatred.
“NARAKU! YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHY? SHE NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU.” Inutaisho yelled. But before he even had time to point his gun a shot reverberated the room soon followed by a maniac laughter. The man had only three thoughts as he fell in the awaiting arms of his already numb wife. ‘Izayoi... Inuyasha... I am sorry...’ With an inhuman will of power he stretched towards his wife’s sweet lips, closing his eyes as tears soaked her peaceful face, and with his last breath he tenderly kissed his one and only love for one last time before dying in her arms.
*****
11:30 PM
The building was dark seeming to be asleep except for the light coming from the last floor’s window, the laboratory. Anyone who worked at the lab would certainly recognize who the young man working at such impious hours of the night was. The man was sitting on his chair mixing some chemicals, stopping now and then to take notes of his observations. His features wearing a concentrating frown, a pair of protective glasses that did nothing to hide the pair of beautiful purple eyes, matching wonderfully with his long black hair, tied in a low ponytail. The youngster sighed and reclined on the chair’s back as he removed his glasses to rub his tired eyes.
“You know… This is even more difficult than convincing Mom to let me live with Miroku.” The seventeen year old Inuyasha Kawamoto said to his dog while looking down at him.
A big white dog that was sitting at his feet looking very mus sls sleepy as the rest of the building, raised his head at the sound of his master’s voice. The Kubasz, a Hungarian Sheppard named Zoltan only stared back at him as if saying ‘I don’t care, I don’t mind fleas.’ His parents had given him the dog three years before for his fourteenth birthday, when they came back from a trip to Hungary, wherey hay had gone chasing the one bad guy but ended up with a puppy named Zoltan and no villain instead.
“Don’t give me that look. You know they bother you too, and even if they wouldn’t, they bite me and that bothers me.” He said, as he thought of a way to make it possible to create an anti-flea tonic or something like that. “I have to know that this tonic thing can’t hurt you so I’m gonna need your blood, ok? I want to be sure that it won’t have an opposite effect.” He told Zoltan as if the dog could understand him to perfection, and Inuyasha thought that sometimes he did. “So… Are you ready?” he asked holding a needle towards the dog. This whimpered in fear and backed down. “Shh, Zoltan, I am not going to hurt you, you silly puppy it’ll just be a small pinch, you won’t even notice it, I promise.” As he talked in a soothing tone of voice he approached the dog enough to get some blood before Zoltan knew what was going on. “Ha! There, you see? You didn’t even notice it, you wimp, so stop whining.” But as the rough words escaped his mouth he patted the dog’s head and then scratched him behind the ears. That only calmed Zoltan enough to return to his earlier position and dozed state, as he rests his head on his paws.
Inuyasha smirked and put on the glasses again as he began mixing the chemicals with Zoltan’s blood. He was mixing the most toxic and dangerous chemical in the lab, for it had a low level of radioactivity but radioactivity none the less, when suddenly the phone rang. ‘It must be Mom. No one calls this late, just her… Or Dad.’
He stretched his hand towards the phone and picked up. “Mom, I told you, I’m working late tonight.” He said in a teasing tone.
“Is this Inuyasha Kawamoto?” Inuyasha froze. He knew this voice but it was certainly not his mother or father’s.
“Yes, this is Inuyasha Kawamoto.” He said as fear clutched his hear. ‘Don’t be stupid Inuyasha, what could have happen? Your folks know better than anyone how to fend themselves and besides they are already retired.’ He thought, trying to calm his fears.
“This is Captain Myoga. There has been a…” The man stopped as if he couldn’t bring himself to say what he had call for. By that time Inuyasha didn’t give a fuck about politeness, he would make sure to apologize later.
“A what? What the fuck is going on? Something happened to my parents?”
“They have been murdered.” The man blurted out brusquely.
“No...” Came the whisper. He couldn’t believe it, they were okay, his father was strong he always protected his mother, nothing happened to them, nothing. “You are lying.” He said to the man on the other side of the line with conviction. “They retired they can’t be dead, they don’t work anymore! You are lying! You stupid bastard, you don’t know shit! My father would never let anything like that happen to my mother.” He yelled at the captain as he broke down in sobs, tears falling down his cheeks, his whole body trembling as he spoke, this time coming as a whispered plead. “Please…Please, tell me you are lying… Please…”
“I am sorry…”
He didn’t hear the rest of the captain’s words as his world crumbled, crashing down in a second. His loving parents… Dead. ‘No! Why? Why? They never did anything to anyone. They were good people! It’s not fair; it’s so not fucking fair! Who would do such thing!?’ As that question popped his head he heard the captain’s last words: “…but we believe him to be Naraku. The murderer left a white orchid on the crime scene, which is Naraku’s most common gift to his victims.”
“Naraku…” He said in a low voice, hate seeping out every pore of his body. Without another word to the captain, he smashed the phone against the table braking it. He needed to let out his grieve. With a loud cry he threw his chair through the window, broke with his hands every and each one of the tubes that contained chemicals without caring that the mix of them could create lethal gases or liquids. He didn’t care, his parent’s were dead Dead Dead Dead. His heart pounded in sync with his thoughts. He approached the table he had been working on and began to destroy everything in it. He noticed too late that his hand was cut and the tube that held Zoltan’s blood with the radioactive chemical merged with his own blood, entering his circulation system. By that time the chemical substances in the room were spilled from their containers, and the room’s heater created a heavy fog that made Inuyasha, already dizzy from the blood loss and the mix of substances that had entered his organism, fall in the middle of that noxious miasma.
“ Mom, Dad… I’m coming.” With that whispered promise he lost consciousness.
A/N: SO? What did you guys think? It sucked? Anyway I am really tired right know it’s 3:47 am here so forgive me if it didn’t made much sense. Review if you d itd it, JA!
Full Summery
Accidentally turn into a half demon at the age of 17, Inuyasha Kawamoto starts his fight against evil trying to avenge his parents’ death. Now with two lives one by day as a simple university professor and one by night as The Hanyou catching the bad guys and making young women hearts race just at the sight of him, will he have the time to let love enter his life in the form of a beautiful but clueless police detective who happens to live in the apartment across from him and has a fascination with his demon personality The Hanyou and a friendly attitude towards his human personality?
Prologue
February 15 1995, 10:30 PM
It was a cold winter night but neither of the two naked people on bed noticed embraced as they were in a loving manner. It was a couple, not a young one, she was in her 30’s and he on his 40’s, but they seemed to be much in love. He was a tall man, with an athletic complexion, blond almost white long hair that he usually used in a high ponytail and a pair of honey brown eyes that shine like topazes whenever he looked at his wife, so much was the love in them.
She was a beautiful middle-aged woman with long black hair, purple eyes, and a smile that could illuminate an entire room, or at least that was the opinion of her husband and son.
“Honey, do you think Inuyasha will be alright with us going on this trip?” The woman asked her husband.
“Izayoi, stop worrying, our son is not ten anymore, he is a grown man of seventeen.”
A sigh was heard from the woman. “I know, but you know he is my baby, and always will be. The children in the eyes of their mother will never stop being babies... And I am a mother and thus making him my Baby.” She said in a very ‘matter-of –fact’ voice.
The man chuckled at his wife’s logic. “I know love, I know. But don’t make such a fuss, will be only gone for three wee-” The man stopped as he listened carefully for any suspicious noises, all trace of teasing erased from his features.
“What’s wrong?” Izayoi asked as she tried to hear as well. They were or better said had been one of the best detective couples of the police department in their youth, but now they were tired and so decided to have a simpler life. After giving up on trying to catch the king of Tokyo’s out laws, the infamous Naraku, they had recently retired. The man did not answer as he stretched his hand under his pillow where he kept his gun and started to pull it out.
“Tsk.Tsk.Tsk, Inutaisho, I don’t think so. Let go of your gun or I will blow Izayoi’s head right this second.” A low male’s voice said with a hint of laughter.
Both froze on the bed not moving a muscle. Inutaisho released his grip on the gun and said: “Whoever you are, I am no longer armed so there is no need of threats towards my wife.”
“You hurt me, my friend. You don’t remember me?” He said faking hurt. “You don’t remember your best friend?”
Inutaisho frown. “My best friend disappeared seventeen years ago, never to be found again.”
“Think again my dear friend, because here I am.” With that he switched the lights on.
A gasp escaped the woman’s throat as her hand raised to cover her mouth while the other hold the sheet against her bare chest to hide it from the man’s lustful eyes. He was pointing a gun towards her even when his eyes turned to her husband.
“Well, I didn’t exactly disappeared. I just hid for a while. After your betrayal I wasn’t in the mood to see any of my two so called best friends.” He answered to Inutaisho and then turn once again his eyes to the woman on the bed. “Looking as beautiful as ever Izayoi, it’s been a while since the last time I’ve laid eyes on you.” The man said nonchalantly as he leered over her. Izayoi clutched the sheets tighter, her knuckles going white.
“Betrayal? What are you talking about? We never betrayed you; as a matter of fact it was you the one who tried to force yourself on Izayoi when she chose to marry me.”
“YOU KNEW I LOVED HER!” He yelled, his face for a moment contorting with hatred, but quickly replaced by the same expressionless mask of before. He cleared his throat and spoke again. “Yes well, I don’t like loosing. Anyway, I am here to get my long awaited revenge.” He said with a wild, sadistic look in his unusual red eyes.
“Onigumo, please... Stop this madness.” Izayoi pleaded him softly. She was really scared now that she had seen the deranged look on his eyes, how mentally unbalanced he was. ‘He has completely lost it; he is capable of doing anything!’ She thought desperately.
“Izayoi... There is no more Onigumo, well at least the real one; all it’s left from him is the name that I use for business. I am Naraku now, I have been since long. That is why I disappeared so many years, I was making myself strong and I couldn’t be strong if I continued to be Onigumo, thus the creation of Naraku. Kukukuku, am I not clever?”
“Why would you turn your self in such a monster, Onigumo?” Izayoi asked him, unable to believe what her ears were hearing.
“I told you why. You shouldn’t blame all this on me Izayoi; it was partly your fault too.”
“My fault? How could on earth all your felonies be my fault?? I did nothing to you, we did nothing to you!”
“Enough of this mindless chatter. It is boring.”
“Just one question, why do you leave white orchids on your victims’ bodies?” She asked, afraid to know the answer. He knew it was her favorite flower she had told him once back when they were young and he had showed up to her apartment the next day with a bouquet of white orchids. She remembered to have thought it a very sweet gesture of him but now she wasn’t sure.
“Well, my darling, I would have thought you would‘ve guess it by know. I know it is your favorite flower, that’s why. I was trying to give you a clue on who I was, but you never did figure it out.”
“So you are the one that we’ve been chasing after all these years. You knew we were after you. You are a murderer.” Inutaisho said calmly. He couldn’t believe that Onigumo was Naraku, it was all very strange.
Naraku chuckled: “As well as a rapist, a thief, and a couple of other things I cannot recall right now.”
“You are insane!” She said, looking at the person standing in front of her who was a complete stranger.
Naraku shrugged. “Maybe now, can we go on?” He asked in a bored tone of voice.
“What do you want Naraku?” Inutaisho asked enraged with this crazy man that had once been his best friend. He threw Izayoi a side glance to see if she was alright and saw her paled face, white knuckles and small shivers making goose-bumps on her skin. He wanted to hold her, assure her everything was going to be okay, but he wasn’t sure of what this madman would do if he moved. ‘Thank god, Inuyasha was not home tonight and stayed working at the lab till late hours again.’
“It’s simple really. Now that you know I am Naraku I must get rid of you both. Besides, I have realized that Naraku cannot have weak spots so I have to eliminate any kind of bond to Onigumo and that means Izayoi and you.” He said as he looked at the couple sitting on the bed, naked.
“You won’t get away with this! The police will find you!” Inutaisho yelled, desperately trying to gain time and find a way to save his beloved.
“Either way, you won’t be around to see if they catch me or not so... Now,” he said as he turned to the woman. “My lovely Izayoi, I believe that I shall start with you to make him suffer more.” As Naraku was distracted talking to Izayoi, Inutaisho moved his hand to grab the gun. From then on everything seemed to happened in slow motion. Inutaisho saw how Naraku’s finger pushed the gun’s trigger pointing at Izayoi’s head, his eyes wide open with fear and desperation as he turned his head towards his wife when he realized that she would not be able to avoid the bullet from hitting her head. She turned to him, unshed tears in her beautiful eyes so full of love, as she mouthed a barely whispered ‘I Love You.’
He threw himself against her body as to shield her from the bullet but he was too late, only for a fucking second, but too late. He felt her go limp in his arms as he looked down at her in time to see her close her eyes for the last time never to open them again as a lonely tear slid down her cheek.
Time went back to normal as the man howled a heartbreaking version of her name, full of sorrow, as mournful tears rolled down his cheeks, grief distorting his features. Moments later his heartrending tear-streaked face was suddenly malformed to that of hatred.
“NARAKU! YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHY? SHE NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU.” Inutaisho yelled. But before he even had time to point his gun a shot reverberated the room soon followed by a maniac laughter. The man had only three thoughts as he fell in the awaiting arms of his already numb wife. ‘Izayoi... Inuyasha... I am sorry...’ With an inhuman will of power he stretched towards his wife’s sweet lips, closing his eyes as tears soaked her peaceful face, and with his last breath he tenderly kissed his one and only love for one last time before dying in her arms.
*****
11:30 PM
The building was dark seeming to be asleep except for the light coming from the last floor’s window, the laboratory. Anyone who worked at the lab would certainly recognize who the young man working at such impious hours of the night was. The man was sitting on his chair mixing some chemicals, stopping now and then to take notes of his observations. His features wearing a concentrating frown, a pair of protective glasses that did nothing to hide the pair of beautiful purple eyes, matching wonderfully with his long black hair, tied in a low ponytail. The youngster sighed and reclined on the chair’s back as he removed his glasses to rub his tired eyes.
“You know… This is even more difficult than convincing Mom to let me live with Miroku.” The seventeen year old Inuyasha Kawamoto said to his dog while looking down at him.
A big white dog that was sitting at his feet looking very mus sls sleepy as the rest of the building, raised his head at the sound of his master’s voice. The Kubasz, a Hungarian Sheppard named Zoltan only stared back at him as if saying ‘I don’t care, I don’t mind fleas.’ His parents had given him the dog three years before for his fourteenth birthday, when they came back from a trip to Hungary, wherey hay had gone chasing the one bad guy but ended up with a puppy named Zoltan and no villain instead.
“Don’t give me that look. You know they bother you too, and even if they wouldn’t, they bite me and that bothers me.” He said, as he thought of a way to make it possible to create an anti-flea tonic or something like that. “I have to know that this tonic thing can’t hurt you so I’m gonna need your blood, ok? I want to be sure that it won’t have an opposite effect.” He told Zoltan as if the dog could understand him to perfection, and Inuyasha thought that sometimes he did. “So… Are you ready?” he asked holding a needle towards the dog. This whimpered in fear and backed down. “Shh, Zoltan, I am not going to hurt you, you silly puppy it’ll just be a small pinch, you won’t even notice it, I promise.” As he talked in a soothing tone of voice he approached the dog enough to get some blood before Zoltan knew what was going on. “Ha! There, you see? You didn’t even notice it, you wimp, so stop whining.” But as the rough words escaped his mouth he patted the dog’s head and then scratched him behind the ears. That only calmed Zoltan enough to return to his earlier position and dozed state, as he rests his head on his paws.
Inuyasha smirked and put on the glasses again as he began mixing the chemicals with Zoltan’s blood. He was mixing the most toxic and dangerous chemical in the lab, for it had a low level of radioactivity but radioactivity none the less, when suddenly the phone rang. ‘It must be Mom. No one calls this late, just her… Or Dad.’
He stretched his hand towards the phone and picked up. “Mom, I told you, I’m working late tonight.” He said in a teasing tone.
“Is this Inuyasha Kawamoto?” Inuyasha froze. He knew this voice but it was certainly not his mother or father’s.
“Yes, this is Inuyasha Kawamoto.” He said as fear clutched his hear. ‘Don’t be stupid Inuyasha, what could have happen? Your folks know better than anyone how to fend themselves and besides they are already retired.’ He thought, trying to calm his fears.
“This is Captain Myoga. There has been a…” The man stopped as if he couldn’t bring himself to say what he had call for. By that time Inuyasha didn’t give a fuck about politeness, he would make sure to apologize later.
“A what? What the fuck is going on? Something happened to my parents?”
“They have been murdered.” The man blurted out brusquely.
“No...” Came the whisper. He couldn’t believe it, they were okay, his father was strong he always protected his mother, nothing happened to them, nothing. “You are lying.” He said to the man on the other side of the line with conviction. “They retired they can’t be dead, they don’t work anymore! You are lying! You stupid bastard, you don’t know shit! My father would never let anything like that happen to my mother.” He yelled at the captain as he broke down in sobs, tears falling down his cheeks, his whole body trembling as he spoke, this time coming as a whispered plead. “Please…Please, tell me you are lying… Please…”
“I am sorry…”
He didn’t hear the rest of the captain’s words as his world crumbled, crashing down in a second. His loving parents… Dead. ‘No! Why? Why? They never did anything to anyone. They were good people! It’s not fair; it’s so not fucking fair! Who would do such thing!?’ As that question popped his head he heard the captain’s last words: “…but we believe him to be Naraku. The murderer left a white orchid on the crime scene, which is Naraku’s most common gift to his victims.”
“Naraku…” He said in a low voice, hate seeping out every pore of his body. Without another word to the captain, he smashed the phone against the table braking it. He needed to let out his grieve. With a loud cry he threw his chair through the window, broke with his hands every and each one of the tubes that contained chemicals without caring that the mix of them could create lethal gases or liquids. He didn’t care, his parent’s were dead Dead Dead Dead. His heart pounded in sync with his thoughts. He approached the table he had been working on and began to destroy everything in it. He noticed too late that his hand was cut and the tube that held Zoltan’s blood with the radioactive chemical merged with his own blood, entering his circulation system. By that time the chemical substances in the room were spilled from their containers, and the room’s heater created a heavy fog that made Inuyasha, already dizzy from the blood loss and the mix of substances that had entered his organism, fall in the middle of that noxious miasma.
“ Mom, Dad… I’m coming.” With that whispered promise he lost consciousness.
A/N: SO? What did you guys think? It sucked? Anyway I am really tired right know it’s 3:47 am here so forgive me if it didn’t made much sense. Review if you d itd it, JA!