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It was dark in and smelled of blood, sweat and fear.
He despised the smell, absolutely disgusting gut wrenching smell. It was probably worst then the scent of death itself.
One never truly gets used to that smell no matter how hard they tried or how long they were around it.
It was the basement of some experimental facility for an exorcist group called the Black Order, something he had joined a few years ago out of sheer boredom. With the world the way it had been for the most of his existence, and this akuma tribble more than likely being the result of that kuro hanyou having been left to live.
Movement could be heard from around the corner, some whispers as well as some squeaking that followed the sound of forementioned movement.
Rounding the corner, topaz-colored eyes widened slightly at the sight before them.
An unconscious young woman with raven black hair with a highlight of blue and ivory skin could be seen lying on a wheeled table wrapped in gauze, covering her important bits, being taken into one of the experimental rooms in the facility. Only one word came to mind upon the sight.
Kagome…
He had lived for a very long time, but in all of his long years, he had never expected to see the miko again.
It had been roughly 450 years since he had last lain eyes on her, but now she looked so much different then she had from then.
She had just been a flimsy little thing, so clumsy, no self-discipline what-so-ever, so loud…
The list could go on and on.
However, she was loyal to those she called friends, family, or lovers. She trusted openly unless given a reason otherwise not to.
But now, her body had changed into that of a mature woman, her face had lost the remainder of its baby fat and only left the defined cheek bones, and jaw line. Her breasts were still about an average size, her stomach was flat but not so much where she looked like she had malnutrition, though slightly bent, her arms and legs were muscled yet lean. The raw untamed power she contained within her was still there, but more stable and at peace.
Lost in thought, the owner of those eyes almost didn't hear unfamiliar footsteps coming from down the corridor.
Quickly, and quietly, the figure shot around a corner, still managing to have a solid eye-shot of the room the miko had been taken to.
Patiently waiting for the two ningens to hurry along, a strand of long pale silver hair fell across the figure's shoulder. Soon very quiet murmurs could be heard from inside the room that the miko currently resided.
Wishing to get hear more of what was being said, a silver and black blur shot across from its position directly next to the doorway.
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"She ever going to wake up?" One voice, male and young, questioned.
A sigh could be heard from inside.
"What?" The young male quietly snapped. "We've been poking, cutting, and whole bunch of other things to this woman and she hasn't even flinched! Yet she continues to sleep as if everything is right in the world."
The sigh repeated itself again, shortly followed with,
"You're new here, so I'll let you in on a little secret."
Silence.
SMACK!
A yelp could be heard from inside and the figure outside the door snorted.
"We don't ask questions around here. That's one sure fire way of getting your scrawny ass killed!" The other voice, an older male, snarled.
"So shut the fuck up. I don't need another one of you fools sticking their noses into shit they aren't meant to," Then, almost too quietly that it could be hardly heard. "…you idiots are hard enough to replace as is."
It was completely quiet after that.
"Hey, Sess-" A familiar voice started before a clawed hand shout out and grabbed the slightly shorter male's face with such speed that the there was no chance to make a noise.
Large emerald green eyes stared as topaz eyes narrowed to the red head with the message of "Shut up!" in them.
With as much movement allowed, the red headed nodded and the iron grip was loosened completely.
"Must you make so much noise, kit?" A silver brow arched.
Green eyes blinked, ignoring the question, and stared at the door his companion was currently standing next to. Then back to the only other person in the conveniently empty corridor.
"Nothing of interest, this Sesshomaru assures you." Sesshomaru quietly incurred to the kitsune, having been on the receiving end of that look for the better part of the past few hundred years.
Before the red head could get anything out, Sesshomaru silently strode past the younger youkai and down the dark corridor.
"Come, Shippo." He spoke. "We're leaving. Our task is complete."
Blinking in confusion before jolting back from whatever thought that crossed his mind, Shippo speed after inu. Not wanting to get left behind as having happened many times before.