Ha-HA! I have now posted one chapter. Amazing...I think I shall do an obscene happy dance now. *dances around crazily* WHEW! Ahhh, I feel so much better. So, anyone want to give me a review? I'd luuuv ya forevers. Yesh. Anywhoo, must go now to dish doom! (I SO hate doing the dishes in the morning).
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*Idiotic.* That was the only thing he could think. *why would any idiot willingly stray into the inutaisho— MY territory?* Did not the fools realize that the only ships he would not attack within his territory of space where those that belonged to his late father's company? It was not just wholly out of respect or a highly developed sense of honor that he didn't; the ships were well armed–to the teeth, and strangely enough, he still received inheritance from the family business. *Western Starlands. HA!* came his other mutinous thought. He had never bothered to tell anyone that he received the inheritance, preferring to save it away, just in case. *If my idiot brother would only join with me in the search for the Tetsusaiga, father's last ship, then I could eliminate Naraku with ease! It holds the secret to his downfall! Damn that stupid hanyou-aug!*
His thoughts were cut short by his second in command, an ugly toad-like alien named Jaken. Jaken had his uses; he could belch fire and kill people by combining the chemicals found in the glands of his throat. Unfortunately, he also had a bizarre and disgusting penchant for collecting the heads of his fallen enemies and attaching them as trophies to a ritual war staff that he carried.
"Milord Captain, shall we loot the ships?" Sesshoumaru growled in response. "Who said anything about looting, fool? I just said that we were going to investigate the disturbance, and eliminate it if necessary." He grimaced again, glaring at the toad. "Finish up the coordinates, and we'll de-cloak."
Jaken hurridly whirled around, yelling at the nearest pirate crewmember, "Quick, do as milord says, you infernal maggot!" The pirate glared at him, earning a bonk from his staff, but quickly moved to raise the viewscreen displaying the area, as well as feeding the computer coordinates so that the ship came out of hyperspace. Shifting the screen view deftly to the right, the entire panorama unfolded before his eyes. Turning slowly over was the leaking burning wreck of a small luxury cruiser, spewing atmosphere and chunks of itself into the vacuum of space. Nearby, hovering over the crippled craft, was the unmistakable shape of one of Kouga's wolf ships. In HIS territory. Another of the wolf ships hovered nearby, with the main crest of Kouga on it. Off in the distance, his scanners detected another ship, an ore hauler or looter, hesitating at the edges of the conflict.
He abruptly crushed the hand rest of his chair, digging his clawed nails into it. Of all the people he had thought to see, he had not expected his worst enemy. As the leader of the "space dogs," he had earned a reputation for ruthlessness and brilliance, as well as for being emotionless and unmerciful to any he knew. He was, despite this, a great and inspiring leader, despite the abject fear and obedience that he instilled in his men. He never left a man behind, and always ensured that his followers died warrior's deaths.* Intolerable. I will crush that stupid wolf like the wimp he is.* Saving the survivors of the ship did not occur to him at all.
Ordering his guns trained on the two ships, he ordered his men to fire, a rare bloodthirsty smile crossing his face, to the shuddered fear of his weaponsmaster. When he smiled, men died. Abruptly, his communications officer whispered tentatively, "S-sir? The um, the-wolfman is transmitting...." Crossing the deck and seizing the man with one hand around his throat, he lifted him bodily from the floor. "And just what is that little shit saying." Sesshoumaru hissed angrily at the distraction, his satisfaction in destroying his enemy spoiled temporarily. "heeeuuurk, essss traaaaaa-urk! tuuuuuu-urk!" Sesshoumaru dropped the man to the floor. "Spit it out, worm." "He'ssayingthatthekillishisan'ifyouwannachallengehimhe'sgonnakickurass!!" The man blurted out as fast as he possibly good. Sesshoumaru, digesting the information that his sensitive ears had heard, nodded once. "Inform that piece of shit that he will not succeed. Keep firing, and I want you to get whatever it is that he wants off that ship! There's no way I'd let him have anything that he wanted in MY territory." Stalking back to his chair, he re-seated himself. "Sir, he's breaking off and fleeing. He says he'll kick your ass later, he has what he came for." He cursed mentally, his face never altering expression. "Fire upon him, make sure that the pods he picked up are not hit. I want them. I don't want him taking ANYTHING out of our territory."
At those words, missiles streaked out, crashing into the smaller wolf ship, causing it to release several emergency pods that had obviously been collected from the luxury ship. Strangely enough, these were collected neatly by a large, ugly ore hauler that appeared rapidly on the scene. Kouga's ship rolled, strafing it with laser fire, and the ship simply rolled, revealing it's belly and launching a large load of useless space rocks at the wolf ship, scattering the fire and crippling the wolf ship further. One pod was lost in the scuffle, but it was ignored by Sesshoumaru, who ignored the hauler. Let the fool salvage the people, he would proceed with looting the ship. Besides, ore haulers were a dangerous and crafty lot. They had little regard for anyone's life, and just from the looks of the ship, it could be carrying any sort of weaponry, even the equivalent of a gigantic battleship's guns. By rolling to it's solid, well protected belly, the ore hauler missed the last tiny pod, but had used it's momentum to launch the rocks, keeping it's real weaponry from detection and protecting itself. Sesshoumaru smiled internally. *Now that hauler would be a worthy adversary if we were ever to fight. He's got brains and balls.*
The comm beeped. A gruff voice came on. "I've gat mah stuff. Yew c'n take whatchuu want. Don' even thinkabout 'ttackin' me." Sesshoumaru quirked one eyebrow upward. "I wouldn't dream of it, old timer. Now get lost before I change my mind and destroy you." A snort was his only reply, and the hauler immediately accelerated away from the scene. Without a flicker of emotion, he ordered his men. "I want everything of value on that ship. Get a team on it to seal it off, and we'll tow it back to base." Jaken nodded nervously. "Oh, and get that last pod. I want to see what could be so important about it." Scuttling out, Jaken quickly headed to appease his captain.
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Rad tromped into the airlock. "Whatta pain. Ya think fluffy-sama'd really care about some stupid lifepod? I bet there's no-one alive in it anyways." Trigger shrugged. "Who cares, what the boss wants, he gets. I ain't stupid enough to argue. Hurry up, lets run decontamination, and then we'll let 'is magesty know what's goin' on." Quickly, the two pirates completed their task, comm-ing the bridge. "Tell Sesshoumaru-sama we got that pod, and the ship's in the main bay– we jettisoned it's engine cores to keep it from blowin' up. Ya wanna come see what'sin it?" The cold voice that replied was that of Sesshoumaru himself, "I will be there in five minutes. I expect you to be armed and presentable looking. You will also inform sickbay to be on standby. and you will be able to explain why it took you the whole trip back to base to inform me of your status." The men shivered. "Y-yes SIR!" Their only reply was the click of the comm.
Five minutes later, Sesshoumaru appeared, trailed by his stunted sidekick. "Open the pod." were the only words he spoke. He didn't even glance at the ship. A slight hiss, and it opened, revealing a young woman, crammed into the tiny damaged pod, which had really been meant for a child. Sesshomaru looked her over, noting the blue tinge to her lips, and her lack of breathing. *Hypothermia, a bad concussion, lots of bruises and possible oxygen deprivation* His men quickly leaped forward and scanned her. "No weapons sir! Shall we take her to sickbay?" he gave the man a withering look. "I could have told you that. She has no steel smell anywhere and it is fairly evident, even to incompetents like you that she is badly injured. Do not presume to know what I wish. I will take her myself. Jaken." The toad hurried forward. "Hai, Sesshoumaru-Sama!" "These two will be assigned to sanitary duct cleaning for their insolence. See that they report there for their next shift. Dismissed."
With that, he picked up the unconscious girl, slung her over one arm, and proceeded to sickbay. *This is a pickle that I've gotten myself into. That yacht is definitely one of father's... I could tell from one glance, so now I'm saddled with an added burden; getting rid of the girl, or at least sending her off before she knows what happened, or thinks to accuse this Sesshoumaru of attacking her ship. And how the hell do I explain to my men that the sip may not be looted, but only returned to it's original destination* His eyes narrowed fractionally, causing a terrified young pirate to flatten himself to the wall as his captain passed, glowering and in a very bad mood. *Shit*
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Something warm was pressed into her stomach, and a pair of *–clawed?!–* hands were holding her legs firmly, as her hands swayed gently toward the floor. Whoever it was was tall and had beautiful waist-length white hair. She stiffened abruptly. *Could it be–OooohOW!* Her head pounded with agony, and pain rushed over her body like a surge of electricity. She managed a slight inaudible moan. The person carrying her paused suddenly, and then abruptly, they were flying along the corridor, and the world went black again.
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She had moaned and awoken. He had heard her heartbeat thud uncertainly as she drew shaky breaths. Then she'd stiffened suddenly, moaned in pain, which made him pause, startled, and then gone limp again. Despite himself, he was impressed. *For some spoiled rich girl, she's a fighter. I'd better hurry and get her to sickbay* Abruptly, he was flying forward, and stepped into the sickbay, startling the doctors there. "See that she is cared for. If she dies without me having interrogated her, I will be sure to make examples of your sorry hides." With that, he quickly left her on the table and stalked out, concentrating on his other problem. What to do about the damn ship?
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Rin awoke to beeping machines and nervous, whispered voices. "Here he comes, don't make him angry whatever you do! Don't even open your mouth– remember what happened the last time he got angry??" Puzzled, she opened her eyes, and found herself looking into the coldest face she'd ever seen. And the most beautiful pair of golden eyes to go along with the incredibly beautiful, cold face. His voice was like a god, deep and powerful, and at the same time, cold and inflectionless. "Leave. I have certain things I wish to discuss with my captive." She heard a scuffling sound, but couldn't move her head, due to the frame it was strapped to. Instead, she flicked her eyes to the other side, and saw a flicker of movement toward the door. "FASTER!" he roared. She flinched, without realizing it.
His eyes flicked back to her. She had soft brown eyes, deep, and gentle. He seated himself. "What is your name. And why, exactly, are you in this area of space? I was given to understand that the Western Starlands did not operate in this sector of space." Rin managed a squeak out of her dry throat. His golden stare was amazingly intimidating. Gathering her wits despite her pounding head, she managed in a slow deliberately dignified tone, "My name is Rin and my sister and I were betrayed by Naraku and attacked by Kouga. We were being transported for a trade meeting Naraku, and our computer was sabotaged. I was attacked by one of the boarders before I could get to the lifepods. I didn't make it in time to get a regular pod, so I had to use whatever was handy." She deliberately didn't mention that the "trade" would have been one of marriage, in the feudal sense. Somehow she was so intimidated that she forgot about her fear of anyone bigger than her touching her. *That wolf man, he almost killed me. This guy seems different, but I'm not sure how.* She smiled sadly, a captivating, dazzling smile, if she had known. But she had no concept how lovely she was.
He did. He stared at her for a second and then ordered her imperiously. "Sleep Rin. Recover, and I will see what I can find out about this." With that he rose abruptly from her bedside and strode out, leaving her confused and dazed. Who the heck WAS that man?
He on the other hand, was having trouble controlling his breathing. Once outside, he took a deep breath and ordered the doctors back in to take care of her. *SHE's the daughter of Higurashi? The younger daughter? It can't be– she's so young. And the name. It's got to be a coincidence. Rin IS a common Japanese name for girls, isn't it? Damn. She's good looking too. How am I going to keep my men in line? I can barely control MYSELF. I don't think this has happened to me EVER. Damnable control. Where is it when I really need it?* He let out another snarl and kept walking.
She, on the other hand, closed her eyes, and let the drugs they had given her take over, her last conscious thoughts of her sister, Kagome, and the fascinating man who had stared at her with golden yellow eyes.
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Ummm, y'all know that this is my original work, right? And that Rumiko Takahashi has total control over the licensing of the Inuyasha characters...Even though I might cry rivers, they'll never be mine. So, don't sue a poor, poverty stricken college student... Oh, and more will be forthcoming. I do my best writing at night, but I think I'll post during the day.
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*Idiotic.* That was the only thing he could think. *why would any idiot willingly stray into the inutaisho— MY territory?* Did not the fools realize that the only ships he would not attack within his territory of space where those that belonged to his late father's company? It was not just wholly out of respect or a highly developed sense of honor that he didn't; the ships were well armed–to the teeth, and strangely enough, he still received inheritance from the family business. *Western Starlands. HA!* came his other mutinous thought. He had never bothered to tell anyone that he received the inheritance, preferring to save it away, just in case. *If my idiot brother would only join with me in the search for the Tetsusaiga, father's last ship, then I could eliminate Naraku with ease! It holds the secret to his downfall! Damn that stupid hanyou-aug!*
His thoughts were cut short by his second in command, an ugly toad-like alien named Jaken. Jaken had his uses; he could belch fire and kill people by combining the chemicals found in the glands of his throat. Unfortunately, he also had a bizarre and disgusting penchant for collecting the heads of his fallen enemies and attaching them as trophies to a ritual war staff that he carried.
"Milord Captain, shall we loot the ships?" Sesshoumaru growled in response. "Who said anything about looting, fool? I just said that we were going to investigate the disturbance, and eliminate it if necessary." He grimaced again, glaring at the toad. "Finish up the coordinates, and we'll de-cloak."
Jaken hurridly whirled around, yelling at the nearest pirate crewmember, "Quick, do as milord says, you infernal maggot!" The pirate glared at him, earning a bonk from his staff, but quickly moved to raise the viewscreen displaying the area, as well as feeding the computer coordinates so that the ship came out of hyperspace. Shifting the screen view deftly to the right, the entire panorama unfolded before his eyes. Turning slowly over was the leaking burning wreck of a small luxury cruiser, spewing atmosphere and chunks of itself into the vacuum of space. Nearby, hovering over the crippled craft, was the unmistakable shape of one of Kouga's wolf ships. In HIS territory. Another of the wolf ships hovered nearby, with the main crest of Kouga on it. Off in the distance, his scanners detected another ship, an ore hauler or looter, hesitating at the edges of the conflict.
He abruptly crushed the hand rest of his chair, digging his clawed nails into it. Of all the people he had thought to see, he had not expected his worst enemy. As the leader of the "space dogs," he had earned a reputation for ruthlessness and brilliance, as well as for being emotionless and unmerciful to any he knew. He was, despite this, a great and inspiring leader, despite the abject fear and obedience that he instilled in his men. He never left a man behind, and always ensured that his followers died warrior's deaths.* Intolerable. I will crush that stupid wolf like the wimp he is.* Saving the survivors of the ship did not occur to him at all.
Ordering his guns trained on the two ships, he ordered his men to fire, a rare bloodthirsty smile crossing his face, to the shuddered fear of his weaponsmaster. When he smiled, men died. Abruptly, his communications officer whispered tentatively, "S-sir? The um, the-wolfman is transmitting...." Crossing the deck and seizing the man with one hand around his throat, he lifted him bodily from the floor. "And just what is that little shit saying." Sesshoumaru hissed angrily at the distraction, his satisfaction in destroying his enemy spoiled temporarily. "heeeuuurk, essss traaaaaa-urk! tuuuuuu-urk!" Sesshoumaru dropped the man to the floor. "Spit it out, worm." "He'ssayingthatthekillishisan'ifyouwannachallengehimhe'sgonnakickurass!!" The man blurted out as fast as he possibly good. Sesshoumaru, digesting the information that his sensitive ears had heard, nodded once. "Inform that piece of shit that he will not succeed. Keep firing, and I want you to get whatever it is that he wants off that ship! There's no way I'd let him have anything that he wanted in MY territory." Stalking back to his chair, he re-seated himself. "Sir, he's breaking off and fleeing. He says he'll kick your ass later, he has what he came for." He cursed mentally, his face never altering expression. "Fire upon him, make sure that the pods he picked up are not hit. I want them. I don't want him taking ANYTHING out of our territory."
At those words, missiles streaked out, crashing into the smaller wolf ship, causing it to release several emergency pods that had obviously been collected from the luxury ship. Strangely enough, these were collected neatly by a large, ugly ore hauler that appeared rapidly on the scene. Kouga's ship rolled, strafing it with laser fire, and the ship simply rolled, revealing it's belly and launching a large load of useless space rocks at the wolf ship, scattering the fire and crippling the wolf ship further. One pod was lost in the scuffle, but it was ignored by Sesshoumaru, who ignored the hauler. Let the fool salvage the people, he would proceed with looting the ship. Besides, ore haulers were a dangerous and crafty lot. They had little regard for anyone's life, and just from the looks of the ship, it could be carrying any sort of weaponry, even the equivalent of a gigantic battleship's guns. By rolling to it's solid, well protected belly, the ore hauler missed the last tiny pod, but had used it's momentum to launch the rocks, keeping it's real weaponry from detection and protecting itself. Sesshoumaru smiled internally. *Now that hauler would be a worthy adversary if we were ever to fight. He's got brains and balls.*
The comm beeped. A gruff voice came on. "I've gat mah stuff. Yew c'n take whatchuu want. Don' even thinkabout 'ttackin' me." Sesshoumaru quirked one eyebrow upward. "I wouldn't dream of it, old timer. Now get lost before I change my mind and destroy you." A snort was his only reply, and the hauler immediately accelerated away from the scene. Without a flicker of emotion, he ordered his men. "I want everything of value on that ship. Get a team on it to seal it off, and we'll tow it back to base." Jaken nodded nervously. "Oh, and get that last pod. I want to see what could be so important about it." Scuttling out, Jaken quickly headed to appease his captain.
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Rad tromped into the airlock. "Whatta pain. Ya think fluffy-sama'd really care about some stupid lifepod? I bet there's no-one alive in it anyways." Trigger shrugged. "Who cares, what the boss wants, he gets. I ain't stupid enough to argue. Hurry up, lets run decontamination, and then we'll let 'is magesty know what's goin' on." Quickly, the two pirates completed their task, comm-ing the bridge. "Tell Sesshoumaru-sama we got that pod, and the ship's in the main bay– we jettisoned it's engine cores to keep it from blowin' up. Ya wanna come see what'sin it?" The cold voice that replied was that of Sesshoumaru himself, "I will be there in five minutes. I expect you to be armed and presentable looking. You will also inform sickbay to be on standby. and you will be able to explain why it took you the whole trip back to base to inform me of your status." The men shivered. "Y-yes SIR!" Their only reply was the click of the comm.
Five minutes later, Sesshoumaru appeared, trailed by his stunted sidekick. "Open the pod." were the only words he spoke. He didn't even glance at the ship. A slight hiss, and it opened, revealing a young woman, crammed into the tiny damaged pod, which had really been meant for a child. Sesshomaru looked her over, noting the blue tinge to her lips, and her lack of breathing. *Hypothermia, a bad concussion, lots of bruises and possible oxygen deprivation* His men quickly leaped forward and scanned her. "No weapons sir! Shall we take her to sickbay?" he gave the man a withering look. "I could have told you that. She has no steel smell anywhere and it is fairly evident, even to incompetents like you that she is badly injured. Do not presume to know what I wish. I will take her myself. Jaken." The toad hurried forward. "Hai, Sesshoumaru-Sama!" "These two will be assigned to sanitary duct cleaning for their insolence. See that they report there for their next shift. Dismissed."
With that, he picked up the unconscious girl, slung her over one arm, and proceeded to sickbay. *This is a pickle that I've gotten myself into. That yacht is definitely one of father's... I could tell from one glance, so now I'm saddled with an added burden; getting rid of the girl, or at least sending her off before she knows what happened, or thinks to accuse this Sesshoumaru of attacking her ship. And how the hell do I explain to my men that the sip may not be looted, but only returned to it's original destination* His eyes narrowed fractionally, causing a terrified young pirate to flatten himself to the wall as his captain passed, glowering and in a very bad mood. *Shit*
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Something warm was pressed into her stomach, and a pair of *–clawed?!–* hands were holding her legs firmly, as her hands swayed gently toward the floor. Whoever it was was tall and had beautiful waist-length white hair. She stiffened abruptly. *Could it be–OooohOW!* Her head pounded with agony, and pain rushed over her body like a surge of electricity. She managed a slight inaudible moan. The person carrying her paused suddenly, and then abruptly, they were flying along the corridor, and the world went black again.
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She had moaned and awoken. He had heard her heartbeat thud uncertainly as she drew shaky breaths. Then she'd stiffened suddenly, moaned in pain, which made him pause, startled, and then gone limp again. Despite himself, he was impressed. *For some spoiled rich girl, she's a fighter. I'd better hurry and get her to sickbay* Abruptly, he was flying forward, and stepped into the sickbay, startling the doctors there. "See that she is cared for. If she dies without me having interrogated her, I will be sure to make examples of your sorry hides." With that, he quickly left her on the table and stalked out, concentrating on his other problem. What to do about the damn ship?
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Rin awoke to beeping machines and nervous, whispered voices. "Here he comes, don't make him angry whatever you do! Don't even open your mouth– remember what happened the last time he got angry??" Puzzled, she opened her eyes, and found herself looking into the coldest face she'd ever seen. And the most beautiful pair of golden eyes to go along with the incredibly beautiful, cold face. His voice was like a god, deep and powerful, and at the same time, cold and inflectionless. "Leave. I have certain things I wish to discuss with my captive." She heard a scuffling sound, but couldn't move her head, due to the frame it was strapped to. Instead, she flicked her eyes to the other side, and saw a flicker of movement toward the door. "FASTER!" he roared. She flinched, without realizing it.
His eyes flicked back to her. She had soft brown eyes, deep, and gentle. He seated himself. "What is your name. And why, exactly, are you in this area of space? I was given to understand that the Western Starlands did not operate in this sector of space." Rin managed a squeak out of her dry throat. His golden stare was amazingly intimidating. Gathering her wits despite her pounding head, she managed in a slow deliberately dignified tone, "My name is Rin and my sister and I were betrayed by Naraku and attacked by Kouga. We were being transported for a trade meeting Naraku, and our computer was sabotaged. I was attacked by one of the boarders before I could get to the lifepods. I didn't make it in time to get a regular pod, so I had to use whatever was handy." She deliberately didn't mention that the "trade" would have been one of marriage, in the feudal sense. Somehow she was so intimidated that she forgot about her fear of anyone bigger than her touching her. *That wolf man, he almost killed me. This guy seems different, but I'm not sure how.* She smiled sadly, a captivating, dazzling smile, if she had known. But she had no concept how lovely she was.
He did. He stared at her for a second and then ordered her imperiously. "Sleep Rin. Recover, and I will see what I can find out about this." With that he rose abruptly from her bedside and strode out, leaving her confused and dazed. Who the heck WAS that man?
He on the other hand, was having trouble controlling his breathing. Once outside, he took a deep breath and ordered the doctors back in to take care of her. *SHE's the daughter of Higurashi? The younger daughter? It can't be– she's so young. And the name. It's got to be a coincidence. Rin IS a common Japanese name for girls, isn't it? Damn. She's good looking too. How am I going to keep my men in line? I can barely control MYSELF. I don't think this has happened to me EVER. Damnable control. Where is it when I really need it?* He let out another snarl and kept walking.
She, on the other hand, closed her eyes, and let the drugs they had given her take over, her last conscious thoughts of her sister, Kagome, and the fascinating man who had stared at her with golden yellow eyes.
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Ummm, y'all know that this is my original work, right? And that Rumiko Takahashi has total control over the licensing of the Inuyasha characters...Even though I might cry rivers, they'll never be mine. So, don't sue a poor, poverty stricken college student... Oh, and more will be forthcoming. I do my best writing at night, but I think I'll post during the day.
