Disclaimer: I own him, I own him! BWA HAHAHAHAHAH HE'S ALL MINE! AND NONE
OF YOU CAN STOP ME! Nah I don't own Inuyasha, although I wish I did.
A/N: This is my first Inuyasha fanfic! I'm sooooo excited! I want reviews!!!!!!! No, no, I need them! *flashy smile* I know you'll be nice and give me them. Mwa ha ha ha ha ha Kikyo doesn't exist! Ha ha ha! Sorry for all of you Kikyo lovers out there! Spidee
Summary: Inuyasha was taken from his mother by the government when he was just a child. Tests were run on him, hence the ears, the hair, ect. He's now 17 and sick of all this nonsense. So he escapes.
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Project Code Name: Demon
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Test Subject
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"No! Don't!" the mother screamed as her baby son was ripped from her arms. Sobbing violently she struggled for her son with the man in the black bulletproof vest who held him. The man threw the woman off him. She landed on the ground with a loud thud.
"Take care of her," the man in the vest signaled to his employees.
"Yes sir Naraku."
BANG!!
'No. Inu. Yasha. my.. son..' That was the woman's last thought.
17 years later
"This is stupid. Don't test me anymore! The results might not even be true because of these damn ears and claws you've given me! My hair used to be jet black a couple of years ago, and now, well, look at it. It's white!"
"Now calm down Inuyasha, we're only going to inject Ebola in you, then see if there's a cure for it! Don't worry!" A scientist said with a fake reassuring voice and smile.
" What the.. THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL YOU ARE GOING TO INJECT SOME DEADLY VIRUS IN ME!" Inuyasha fumed. He hated this place. 'Why did my mother have to give me up?! At least, that's what they tell me. I don't know whether to believe them or not.'
A/N: Well. what did you think of it? Was it good, bad, or okay? Hey .. I'VE GOT IT. I know a way you can tell me.. A REVIEW. THAT'S IT! Sorry about the really short chapter (I need ideas on how Inuyasha will escape). I will update a.s.a.p.! Ja ne! Spidee
Oh yeah. ff.net is screwing up the format of this story, so if anyone is willing to help me learn how to get it under control, please email me... Arigato!
The button is down there.
Use it.
A/N: This is my first Inuyasha fanfic! I'm sooooo excited! I want reviews!!!!!!! No, no, I need them! *flashy smile* I know you'll be nice and give me them. Mwa ha ha ha ha ha Kikyo doesn't exist! Ha ha ha! Sorry for all of you Kikyo lovers out there! Spidee
Summary: Inuyasha was taken from his mother by the government when he was just a child. Tests were run on him, hence the ears, the hair, ect. He's now 17 and sick of all this nonsense. So he escapes.
~*~
Project Code Name: Demon
~*~
Test Subject
~*~
"No! Don't!" the mother screamed as her baby son was ripped from her arms. Sobbing violently she struggled for her son with the man in the black bulletproof vest who held him. The man threw the woman off him. She landed on the ground with a loud thud.
"Take care of her," the man in the vest signaled to his employees.
"Yes sir Naraku."
BANG!!
'No. Inu. Yasha. my.. son..' That was the woman's last thought.
17 years later
"This is stupid. Don't test me anymore! The results might not even be true because of these damn ears and claws you've given me! My hair used to be jet black a couple of years ago, and now, well, look at it. It's white!"
"Now calm down Inuyasha, we're only going to inject Ebola in you, then see if there's a cure for it! Don't worry!" A scientist said with a fake reassuring voice and smile.
" What the.. THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL YOU ARE GOING TO INJECT SOME DEADLY VIRUS IN ME!" Inuyasha fumed. He hated this place. 'Why did my mother have to give me up?! At least, that's what they tell me. I don't know whether to believe them or not.'
A/N: Well. what did you think of it? Was it good, bad, or okay? Hey .. I'VE GOT IT. I know a way you can tell me.. A REVIEW. THAT'S IT! Sorry about the really short chapter (I need ideas on how Inuyasha will escape). I will update a.s.a.p.! Ja ne! Spidee
Oh yeah. ff.net is screwing up the format of this story, so if anyone is willing to help me learn how to get it under control, please email me... Arigato!
The button is down there.
Use it.