Disclaimer: I do no own inuyasha or it characters. I make no profit off of these stories, and they

Are mearly for entertainment.

A little background. In the year 2517, the world has been shared by demons and humans. Until recently, the two races have mingled in almost perfect harmony. But, every family has a black sheep. When that happens, Omega Squadron is dispatched. Anyway...

ON WITH THE STORY!

Inuyasha looked over to his squad. They were performing the usual check-ups before the mission. They hadn't had a mission in a while and Inuyasha was wondering why the sudden activity had shown up. He was knocked out of his thoughts when the van hit and bump and they all met the roof and the floor, soon after.

"Hey, watch it up there," he said as he knocked on the wall angrily, "There are people back here!"

"Sorry about that," came a voice on the loud speaker, "just a bump."

"No shit, Sherlock," came Miroku's voice.

"Dig deeper, Watson."

Miroku looked over at the source of the comment. "Is that an invitation, Sango?" he asked.

"You wish, Miroku," she replied.

"Aw," he said, feigning hurt, "that hurts. Why don't you give me a chance?"

"Because you're the biggest pervert in the universe," she answered, "maybe if you would stop peeking on me, I'll give you a chance...maybe."

"Shut up, you're both pissing me off," interrupted Inuyasha, "We're here."

They had arrived at an abandoned house that had been showing demon activity. Humans were being attacked around this area, which is the reason that Inuyasha and his squad were dispatched.

"Go silent," he ordered as he watched his squad silence their weapons, "This is a populated neighborhood, so we need to keep this quiet, clean, and quick."

He gave them the signal to set up at the front door. "Sango, go low profile" he ordered. Sango gave a nod, and suddenly vanished before their eyes; the two men watched as the door creaked open and ominous outline went in.

"I hate it when she does that, Inuyasha," Miroku said, "It weirds me out."

"Why?" Inuyasha asked.

"I never know what she's gonna do," Miroku Responded.

"Oh, you'd wouldn't mind if she tried anything, now be quiet," Inuyasha snapped, ending the conversation. Sango popped out the door. "First floor is clear?" Inuyasha asked. She nodded. "Alright, Sango, Miroku. You two will check the top floor; I'll check the basement," he stated.

"What?" Sango asked, "Why are you putting me with him? He might touch me."

"It may help your relationship a little," he answered, "You two need to learn to get along. Miroku, you need to stop touching every fucking girl you see, and Sango, you need to quit bitching about his problems. Now go!"

They split up like the plan said; Inuyasha went down to the basement and Sango and Miroku went upstairs. About ten minutes later, Miroku came up on the radio, "Nothing up here, Inuyasha, we're coming back down."

"Got it, I can't either," he replied. As he went to turn around, he came face to face with the same demon they were looking for. "Well, looks like you finally...," he was cut off as demon jumped at him. "Shit," he whispered, charging his body with electricity to knock the demon back. He did it too late. A needle was jabbed into his neck. On instinct he pulled his blade out and cut the demon's throat straight open. He pulled the syringe out. "What the hell was that for?" he asked angrily.

"Enjoy your simple life," the demon choked out, "it won't last." With that, the demon hit the floor as a bleeding heap.

"Simple life, my ass," he said, talking to nobody. "Sango, Miroku, I got him, but the fucker got me before I could fill his ass full of plasma. I'm heading back up," he spoke into the radio.

"Got it, but I'm coming down to see what the trouble was all about," he heard Sango reply.

"Ok," he said. Suddenly, he got really dizzy. 'Aw, man, my head,' he thought, 'What the hell was that?' He started feeling hot and his vision was hazing. He looked at the needle. He slowly sunk towards the ground. He heard a gasp behind him, and turned to it, and saw a blurred form of Sango. He crawled towards her, and pushed out and sentence before he went unconscious, "Help me."

"Inuyasha!," she yelled as she ran over to him. He was burning up. "Miroku," she said, worry clearly in her voice, "Get down here!"