Disclaimer: I do not own IY or YYH...
A/N: Alrighty faithful readers... here it is the next installment for the Call of the Dragon Arc. Now, unfortunatly there is a bit of a time gap between this fic and Acceptance... so let me update you a bit... here's what you need to know:
1. A couple years have passed since the last chapter of Acceptance.
2. Yusuke and Kagome are now married (eventually I WILL do a wedding chapter and add it to Acceptance, but for now all the fluffy lovely dovy stuff is eluding me.)
3. At some point in time... I haven't decided when; Kagome was reunited with her Fuedal Era friends. Again, this reunion will eventually be added to Acceptance, but I just haven't figured out how exactly... I'm thinking during the wedding since the marriage of one of the demon kings to a miko would probably garner a lot of interest. So we'll see...
And... I thinks that's the major stuff you need to know. If you happen to notice something that is a major 'HUH...how did that happen'... please let me know, so I can hopefully fix it.
Ordinarily I wouldn't post an installment with such a time gap...but I have been sitting on this for MONTHS and I am unable to come up with a single bloody idea. So, hopefully, some of my writers block will clear up if I get this bloody installment going. .. Aggrevating muses.
Ok...enough of the A/N...on with the fic!
Radioactive
(Part 4 of the Call of the Dragon Arc)
Prologue:
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Dark eyes glared at the informant kneeling before him.
"You are certain?" He demanded; the shadow demon nodded.
"Indeed," the demon replied, "the Mazoku heir has married a Miko; but not just any Miko; he has wed the Guardian of the Shikon No Tama."
A growl echoed through the hall, as he lumbered to his feet.
"Unacceptable" he snarled, pacing the length of his desk, "Koenma has babied that brat far too long. I will not allow him to accumulate any more power."
"Sir?"
"Any child between those two would be powerful hybrids," he growled, "Such a union is forbidden! My son's pet fire hybrid has proven just how powerful and...troublesome such pairings can be..."
"You orders, your Majesty?"
"Get rid of them," he commanded, stalking back to his seat. "Both of them... I will not allow them to amass any more power."
"What of your son?" The shadow demon asked, "He will surly assist his detective..."
"Gather the SDF," he replied, with a dismissive wave, "My…Son… Will not interfere."
"As you command, my lord," the demon replied, with a deep bow.
"One more thing," he said, his claws tapping idly on his oak desk; the shadow demon glanced up at his master as he took a moment to contemplate his strategy,
"Take care of the others too..." he added, pinning his servant with a cold stare, "I'll not have those two fools being martyrs. Get rid of them...all of them. Every last member of that thrice damned team..."
The demon lips curled in a cruel smirk;
"It will be done," he said, as he faded away into the shadows.
Outside the room, a figure stood frozen in shock and fear; unable to move for the terror that gripped her.
Her ears strained to hear the conversation going on in the room beyond her; too terrified to breath, much less move, less the God-King or his assassin hear her.
When silence met her ears, she swallowed hard and she forced her wooden limbs to move; she had to warn everyone.
She ghosted down the hall, her stocking feet barely making a sound on the marble floor. Once a safe distance away; she leapt onto her oar and immediately opened a portal...the manuscript she had been sent to find, tucked neatly and securely in her sash; forgotten in her haste.
Please, she silently prayed, let me get there in time…