Hanyou with No Voice
By: Nya
Summary: While walking through town with his family, Inuyasha's son almost gets hit by a car only to be saved by a tomboy girl who takes the hit for him. Soon after, he finds out she is a mute, Hanyou orphan and decides to take her under his wing.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE INUYASHA CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR KOJI AND ANY OTHER OCs.
Prologue
She collapsed to the blood-covered floor exhausted while the people in white clothing began to hook up more wires into her back. Her throat hurt from the cut that cost her, her vocal cords, by Naraku. An oxygen mask was strapped firmly over her mouth and nose. She was also forced to stand and was chained to the old dented walls.
Her black furred dog ears drooped in exhaustion, her short hair covered in dried blood. Her once pride-filled, sapphire blue eyes were completely empty and her body had fallen completely limp seeing no purpose to struggle. Her breaths were slow and weak and her body thin from being deprived of food.
Her white overalls that was forced opened, and the sleeves tied to her waist to give way for the metal technology on her back, was covered in blood, dirt, dust, sweat, and tears. Some of the people, who hooked her up to wires that were attached to the stasis tube and the main computer of the experimentation room, gave her sympathetic rubs to the ear to try and goad her on to stay conscious. She didn't need to be told twice, she learned after five years that falling asleep during testing would only get you shocked to full consciousness.
She watched the glass move down and sealed tightly around her before the oxygen water began to fill up the area around. Then the real pain began. The people in white always turned away right on cue when she began to struggle in the stasis tube trying to escape the pain.
They knew how painful it was of having drugs and data inserted into a person at once. She always suffered the most in these tests.
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Finally, after five hours, she was brought back to her cell that consisted of four white walls covered in dried up blood. On the back wall were two very long and heavy chains that clutched to her ankles, though she just laid there lifelessly, shaking from aftershock. Her eyes were empty and were blind to the blood on the walls, it consisted of her own and security guards she had tried to fight off during her first year there.
Her stomach growled again that day and it had been five days since she ate. Though she didn't care, she lost the will to live four years ago. Just then, she heard her cell door slide open making her ears twitch to the familiar sound.
The sounds of two pairs of footsteps were heard, but she didn't move. She simply blinked knowing the scents immediately. It was the man who was her guard and her Chi-chi she would call him, then the nurse who made sure she was okay and fed when needed to, her Ha-ha.
The man always wore sunglasses and was in a security suit, though he had black hair like hers, but much glossier. The woman also wore sunglasses too, but her hair was of a brunette color, and she was in a green scrubs clothing all the time. In their hands, they each held two bento boxes, which must meant that the main lab director was gone for the moment.
"Number 32," the man smiled putting the bento down and picking her up so she could sit against his chest limply, "Director Naraku left for the holidays so we have a while together."
"Yes and today so happens to be your twelfth birthday, Christmas Eve," her nurse smiled opening the bentos to reveal soft foods that were easy for 'number 32' to swallow and sponge cakes with blue frosting that wrote eleven on it. The girl's eyes widened a bit as her ears perked up at their happy voices. They were of the few people who cared for her since she was admitted here.
She was orphaned when her dog demon father and her human mother were murdered the night she was born. She was taken in by her human grandparents who had died four years later and she as left in the world to fend for herself. Two years later of being homeless, the Lab Director, Naraku, had found her with a fever and a bleeding back lying against a tree in a park in Tokyo.
He had carried her to this experimentation facility in the middle of nowhere and enforced her bones and the back of her head with a certain metal compound. He also extracted blood from her body and had tried to use it as an ingredient to make a compound to make anyone immortal. Doing so, he also enhanced her brain to heighten her I.Q. All this happened five years running and during that time, she lost hope.
Now she was just a lifeless doll who needed parents. The man and the woman were good parents, though she knew she wouldn't live long enough to see them happily married.
"Okay, sweetie, open your mouth..." the woman said softly spoon feeding 'number 32' with soft rice. The orphan slowly took it in her mouth and chewed to savor the flavor. They always fed her with certain broths, rice, and tender meat since she was half-dog demon.
They also gave her milk and water only. It was the best drinks to drown out her cry mouth and the vulgar taste of blood on her tongue. She always loved the way how they cared about her weakness, though she wished she was strong enough to at least walk by herself.
She always had to be wheeled or carried, sometimes dragged whenever she was wanted somewhere. They always said she was the only one so far to survive the experiments, but obtaining the immortality she had was still far away. Before she knew it, tears were falling from her eyes as she took in more bites of meat and rice.
They fell along with the other stains on her now zipped up overalls, it hurt a lot and she was always trying her best to keep breathing. She knew she didn't have long, but she really wanted to live her life freely. Not inside this crazy experimentation ward. She suddenly felt soft cloth wiping away the tears on her face and she turned her gaze upward to see her nurse with a sad smile on her face before giving her soft kiss to the cheek.
The man also rubbed her ears comfortingly, a soft grin making way to his lips. Weakly, she struggled to lift her hand and rested it against the nurse's on her face. She could see the nurse's and man's face as she mouthed 'ha-ha' and 'chi-chi' to them, she liked the look of surprise on their faces. She let a weak smile grace its way onto her face before continuing to eat all of her food.
After she finished eating, she drank all the warm milk in the furnace they had brought along.
"Okay now, it's time for cakes," The nurse smiled putting a candle on one of the sponge cake, "don't forget to make a wish."
"Yeah, it is Christmas after all, maybe Santa will give you what you want," The man grinned patting her head. Her eyes widened, ears perking up to her words. Leaning forward, she thought her wish up. I want to go outside… I want to have parents… who'll love me and teach me to be normal. Taking a quiet breath, she blew out the candles watching the flames disappear.
Like her heart. She was just a flame waiting to be blown out.
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"Today…" Naraku began looking down to a packet of papers in his hands, "we bring out the full term of your demon blood." He grinned maliciously looking down at the mute Hanyou sitting on her knees before him. She was slouched forward. Her back was connected to another machine that was specially made to bring the inner demon out of her.
He patted her head twice which meant she either looks him in the eye or get smacked in the face for defiance. Lifting her head she saw his beady red eyes and spiky, spider black hair. He had sinister look on his face as he playfully smoothed her messy bangs out of her face.
"It'll be painful to pull your demon, but it will be worth." He grinned rubbing her forehead where there was a blue crescent moon on it. She was his most precious and tortured test subject yet, so she knew she wouldn't die though the pain would be tenfold than normal.
Naraku stood straightening his white lab coat, then signaled his assistants and fellow scientists to begin. Lifting her head, she could see the nurse and the guard standing amongst the crowd of people. They were of the only people who looked worried for her well-being.
The last thing she remember hearing was the whirring of the machine connected to her and the pain of electricity and drugs coursing through her battered body. The next thing she knew all was black.
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"Director, Test Subject 32 is now a go. Output at 16%, Links 1, 4, and 5 at 16%, Links 2 and 3 at 20%. Subject is still conscious." An assistant said concentrating on the screen before her. Naraku leaned down making sure her reports were correct before looking back at the child. So far she was doing well, though it seemed she's not going to hold out like the others.
"Raise the output to 70 to 80% range and keep an eye on all vitals." He instructed before typing down the percentage. Looking back up towards her, he could see she was beginning to convulse and blood was tricking out of her mouth and nose. He knew he was rushing her, but he wanted to see how she could withstand what the other test subjects couldn't.
"Readouts," he commanded once he saw the fur on her ears standing. She was also tensing up as her fangs soon began to grow longer and protrude out of her mouth. Her blue birthmark began to glow brightly, but he couldn't see change in her eyes, her bangs were shadowing them.
"Power output at 76%, Links 2 and 3 at 80%, Links 4 and 5 at 76%. All holding nicely, subject is now half-conscious." The assistant replied monotonously.
"Slowly raise the output now and make sure vitals are focused on." Naraku ordered carefully watching his test subject. He could see her youki clearly now. It was practically flaring just like the first time he tried to get her to use the weapons he installed in her back, though it was nowhere as big as this.
"Output at 80%, rise in heart rate and blood pressure, vitals nearing critical." She reported her eyes still on the screen.
"Hold level a bit longer, subject 32 can take it. Record reading on the links and bring out gunner 1." He ordered with a hint of sick pleasure watching the big laser beam unfold from the ceiling in front of the observation glass that was installed to control bigger subjects. So far, not one has survived it.
"Beam charging, Subject with output at 86%," the assistant's report was.
"Fire beam when Subject stands straight up," He ordered with a grin looking at her to see her putting her hands on the ground struggling to stand. He watched with suspense as she began to stand on her feet after three years of uselessly sitting around with no hope.
"Fire," He said and the assistant pressed the button. Just like he expected from her, when he saw her cold blue eyes glare at the beam and it suddenly exploded before it could even fire. The scientists in the background spoke in surprised tones, complimenting Naraku's work and how he was able to maintain her demon form.
Suddenly, he gasped watching her claw at the cords in her back and pulled them out with annoyance. He frowned watching the Hanyou jump up and attacked the broken down beam with her claws in pure rage, the rage of a demon. He ignored the observers who were looking a bit scared that she might lash out at them next, but his assistant said the glass was made of special properties that even the strongest demon couldn't penetrate it.
Naraku's scarlet eyes widened when he saw her running their way and the bazooka he had installed in her back. It was small, but it packed a very big punch. He jumped out of the way in time to have the glass shatter into a million pieces stabbing a few of the people who were trying to get away from the rampaging Hanyou.
He shook his head before looking upward to see his own test subjects grinning maliciously at the group of people beside him. He watched her slash down his overseers in a matter of seconds with her claws. They all fell at once and blood splattered everywhere, even on her clothes.
Now the only ones left in the room were Naraku, the nurse, and the guard. She had a sinister grin on her face, advancing towards Naraku who was trying to reach into the gun holster he had at his side. He knew when to stay calm when she was like this; he had to deal with her for five years after all.
He kept his eyes on her cold, scarlet red ones making sure he wouldn't miss the chance of killing her for her defiance. She had the upper hand when she reached into her back and threw three daggers. In a flash, he was pinned against a wall with a dagger in his stomach, right shoulder, and one very close o his heart.
Crashing to the floor, blood began to spurt out of him and onto her dirty white overalls along with all the other blood. Grinning toothily, she lifted her claws ready to slash down on him, but was stopped by the nurse's voice.
"Stop!" The nurse yelled making the Hanyou stop completely. Naraku looked at her shocked before looking back at the Hanyou who had a very confused look on her face. Before he could take out his gun, she had already run out of the room at an unspeakable speed.
"Shit!" He cursed, reaching into his science coat to produce his communicator, "Injured scientists in observation room 12, subject 32 has escaped, I repeat, subject 32 has escaped!"
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She ran as fast as she could through the long steel halls. Her acute hearing caught the sounds of multiple footsteps, and she could smell them coming her way around the next right corner. Reaching into her back, she brought out two katana swords.
She grinned evilly when she cut all of them down before they could even lift their guns. Watching them fall one by one covered in blood made her feel satisfied. Now all she had to do was leave this place for good.
If she remembered correctly, the way out was straight through front gate. That was where most of the guards stood post. Oh well, taking down anyone would be easy here.
Though the problem was where would she go after this, if her Hanyou woke up and found herself in the middle of nowhere they would most likely find her. Then her wish wouldn't come true at all. Just then, her ears perked up, she could speed past them if she was fast enough and avoid anymore messes. Picking up her speed, she ran in a black and white blur. She was lucky she was able to sped passed all of the guards when she reached the gates.
She also made sure to maintain her speed and jump over the tall gates that were complete with barbed wire at the top. Once her booted-feet touched the dirt ground, she sped as far away from that facility as her feet could take her. Looking back she could see she couldn't recognize the building, though she was first brought there while she was sleeping off that fever.
Now she had to run far from that place until the scent had left her nostrils completely. After all she wasn't out of the woods yet. There's was one place she knew her Hanyou would need to go.
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When she regained consciousness she saw that she couldn't recognize anything. What was that bright light in the shape of a sphere and why was it so hot? Rubbing her eyes, she blinked again to see that it was the blaring sun and the sky… wait… the sky?
Sitting up, she looked over her shoulder to see that she was lying against a big leafless tree. Being the Hanyou who couldn't remember the last time she was outside, she turned over on her knees and felt the natural bark against her finger tips. It was so unfamiliar yet she knew what it was.
Somehow she knew everything installed into her mind yet… she didn't really see it in real life except for weapons of every kind thrown at her or installed in her back. Unconsciously she reached back to feel that her skin ports had sealed away any metal on her back. It was then she remembered what happened probably last night.
Subconsciously, she reached up and touched her moon birth mark. Her demon must have broken out for her and probably far, far away from the facility. She could tell since she couldn't smell it within the 40 mile radius she could smell.
Now she knew why her demon chose this spot, she thought looking ahead to see a city before her. She couldn't help, but think this place was familiar, but then again being stuck in the same place for most of your life could take all nostalgic things away from you. She could remember the smell of the pollution though, but maybe ten-fold.
Her demon must have wanted her to go to that city, but why? Maybe it had to do with her past, she remembered when she was younger that she lived in a house in a forest, but she forgot which. Sighing, she stood using the tree as support.
Her body ached a bit, but she could go on for a day or two. Enough time to find someone to help, right? Probably not, they might be like the people back at the facility, but she won't give up when finding shelter from that stupid Naraku.
She was lucky her demon had enough energy left to give her the strength to walk; she might be able to make it to a town in an hour or two.
Nya: Konnichi Nyan, boku wa Nya, I decided I couldn't hold it in anymore and just made an Inuyasha fanfic just for the funs of it. Anyways, please read and review. X3 Sore ja, sayonara for now! XD