A/N: I know I haven't updated this at all. Considering that I have a hellva month, I'm exhausted. Honestly, who can stand on the first two weeks of school piled by quizzes and tests with things that we don't even know about! Honestly! I think I'm about to collapse from sheer exhaustion. I'd like to say thanks to the people that actually reviewed me. I'm so glad that many of you enjoyed it! The contest will soon be posted on my bio page, and if you want a copy of the contest rules, please tell me your email through your review and tell me if you want the copy. I hope that you enjoy this chapter! Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: Why would in HELLS name would I own Inuyasha when I'm a student at a local school that is suffering from the torture of teachers and homework! …. Fine…. I don't own Inuyasha.
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Summery: Since October 1960, killings started to happen…Major killings…People famous to only the people around them, were found in the alleys, their bodies bloodied up. Now it's the year of 2002, and the case is about 38 years old. Miroku Sastmo, a wealthy man that is intrigued with the case. In the meanwhile detective Sango Takashi, found 5 dead bodies in a river, and then only clue? A note, with a knife wedged deep into the ground next to a body. Finding out that it is the murderer from the killings in 1960, she finds on the database that Miroku is also very intrigued into the case, and both agree to be partners. Miroku then decides to host a party which Sango is able to attend to…Now, one of the guests is found dead, and it's up to Sango and Miroku in order to find out which of the guests done it, and if he is the murderer from 1960…
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Warning: There are mentioning of WWII and Hitler as well as Auschwitz will be mentioned. The things that are mentioned are TOTAL FICTION! Some of it MAY be real, but most of it is TOTAL FICTION. If you will be offended, or insulted by this, please don't read this chapter, or just skip the parts with the mentioning on WWII! I will not give this warning out again! Please don't be offended and report me! I'm doing this because this is the way I planned it out! Thank you.
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Murder of 1960
By: AngelMiko289
Chapter 4
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'Life is harder on us when tragedy strikes, especially if the tragedy is on a family member. Sometimes it's hard to face the horrible facts, but sometimes you have to open your eyes to reality and face the facts. It's hard to face it, but it gets easier and the good memories will always be with you.'
-Miroku
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Miroku's eyebrows shot up. "What do you mean that he's not as human as we think? There is no such thing as a supernatural being!"
"Of course there is not such thing as a supernatural being!" Inuyasha snorted.
"But then what do you mean?" Miroku asked, confused as hell.
"What I mean is that, he's like Sesshomaru and I… Do you remember we were kids, and we looked different from everyone else except dad? Mom looked like a normal Japanese person but dad looked different." Inuyasha explained idly as he twirled a pencil around in his hand.
Miroku nodded, remembering that when they were younger, Inuyasha, Sesshomaru and their father had long silver hair, with golden looking eyes. "Of course. He always said that he was unique in his own way."
"When dad wasn't born, and Myoga-jiji wasn't born either, our Oji-san's dad was in World War II. He was born in Japan, and had traveled to Europe, and by that time, Hitler was the fuhrer of Germany, he was in Poland. When Hitler took over Poland, Great-grandfather was captured and forced to work in the army. By that time he was around his twenties. Then, one day, they found out that Great-grandfather was a Jewish and sent him to Auschwitz."
Miroku's eye widen, "You mean the Jewish prison camp?" he asked softly as he clutched his desk.
"Yeah. What ended up happening was that they put him into a separate room, with a few other people. One of them was Naraku's grandfather. When the put them into a separate room, many of the people thought that they were going to die, or gassed by the Nazi. So everyone started to panic."
Miroku raised his eyebrow, "What does it have to do with anything about your appearance Inuyasha?" he asked sourly, as he unclenched his desk.
Inuyasha sighed, "I was getting to that part… While they were panicking, a Nazi officer came in, and said that they were going to be part of an experiment that Hitler himself has directed."
"And what was that?" Miroku asked his face screwed up in confusion, "Experimenting on how to make more machines?"
"Actually you're half right. They were making an experiment on how they came make stronger humans that would fight with Hitler. It was a test with animals. They wanted to see if a human's DNA would react and make with animal DNA. They each were given a cubical in a secret part of the prison, and each were injected a large amount of animal DNA. Great-grandfather had a piece of a rare dog's DNA that was a pure white bred. Naraku's grandfather was given various types of DNA, except the ones that were used. On his last experiment, he was given a spider's DNA. Soon, everyone reacted to the DNA. Great-grandfather has incredible strength, agility, sharp eyes, a clear head, good hearing, and a weird set of eyes, ears, markings on his face, fangs and unfortunately, claws. Naraku's grandfather in the mean while he could change shape and absorb things. Hitler himself came and studied them with great interest. He took them out, and then took them to battle. Fortunately, they still had a mind of their own, and fought against him and escaped," Inuyasha finished as he took a good look at Miroku.
Miroku's jaw had opened during the last few parts, "You mean to say, that you're half human and a dog!" he asked, still a bit shocked by the discovery.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes, "I've been trying to say that… yes… and that Naraku's also got some of his grandfather's blood in him, so that means that he's more of an animal then the rest of us. I think… I think that he might be over 90 years old…"
Miroku gaped, "But that's not possible! He doesn't look a day over 30!"
Inuyasha sighed, "I know. But I have some other news as well. It's about your dad…"
"What do you mean? Don't you mean our dad?" Miroku asked as his eyebrow rose.
"I mean your real father Miroku."
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.:Sango's car:.
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Sango sighed and dropped her phone on the passenger's seat that was cluttered with papers, and file reports.
"That bastard…" she muttered as she sped faster on the road, surpassing the speed limit only a little.
She hissed at the thought of meeting that perverted man again. She had to admit though, he had the best resources since his brother was the man who had typed up the report a few years ago, and used to be one of the top officers in the force.
"Damn him… He has all in information I need, but he's a big perverted temee…" she grumbled as she turned right to the neighborhood that it was said that he lived in and every now and then checked to see for the right address.
She then came to a big house, with several large windows and a creepy metal gate with two eagle statues sitting on each of the posts, their eyes glaring at the car. Sango shivered, very surprised that a usually happy person would have the two statues, and slightly drove in front of the gate.
She got out of the car and found a little box in front of the gate she pushed it with her pointer finger, "I'm Officer Sango Takashi, I came to speak with Mr. Sastmo, can you please open the gate?" she asked politely as she let the button go.
Then, some screeching was heard over the small box, and Sango quickly covered her ears, soon she heard a high-pitched voice answer her, "You may come in Officer Takashi. Sastmo-sama is expecting you in his office."
The gate creaked opened, and soon, Sango went into her car, and drove past the front gate. Behind her, the front gates slowly closed, and she heard a faint 'click' when the gate closed.
Sango sighed, slightly relieved that she wasn't at the gate anymore, and continued driving until she reached the front of the house. The house itself was a large one indeed. It did not look nothing like a mansion, nor was it enormously big. Despite the outer appearance, it felt like a very homey place to reside in. It was a white colored house, with large windows, and doors. It looked sort of like a mini-mansion.
She took one good look at it once again and knocked on the door loudly. Suddenly, a toad-like man appeared, its eyes bulging from its head. Its nose and mouth was beak like and its clothing was the oddest of matters. Also, it was extremely short…
Sango blinked and looked down. Her face had a mild look of surprise and it quickly faded when he spoke.
"You are Detective Sango Takashi right?" the toad man squeaked.
Sango nodded and stifled a chuckle. 'How did Sastmo hire a toad-like person like him?' she thought, still chuckling every now and then. The toad looked at her with hawk eye precision and then pressed a red button on a statue near by with no difficultly and squeaked into the ear of the statue.
"Sastmo-sama, a woman named Sango Takashi from the Police Station is here to ask you some questions. Can I send her down?" The toad asked as he let go of the button and waited for a response.
"… Yes you may Jaken… Oh and Jaken?" a voice replied though the speaker.
"Yes Sastmo-sama?" The toad man, otherwise known as Jaken asked.
"Stop adding the –sama part, it's quite annoying. It's reminding me whenever you talk to Sesshomaru. And kami knows I'm nothing like him." Miroku had commented.
Sango grinned and then looked at the toad's expression. It was a mixture of horror of thinking of calling his 'master' with no prefix at all.
The toad sighed, and pressed the button again, "But si-"
Miroku's voice came back, except full with annoyance, "But nothing Jaken. If you continue calling me by that, I will personally fire you for not complying with orders. Understood?"
Jaken sighed, "Fine sir…" he muttered huffily as he pressed the button and let go of it.
Sango grin soon disappeared as Jaken looked at her, "Come now… Sastmo would like to see you now."
Sango nodded with all seriousness and followed the small toad man downstairs into Miroku's study.
"So aren't you going to tell me about my real father or not?" Miroku asked sternly after his fight with Jaken ended.
Inuyasha paused and grinned, "Nah… Sango is here right in front of the door, and I still have to find more info. So good luck with your chat with Sango!" he exclaimed as he headed to the door and opened it.
Sango then came in with a sheepish look on her face. "Sorry, but I couldn't help overhearing…" she muttered as she walked in.
Inuyasha grinned, "No problem… Anyways, I got to go… I have to call Kagome to see how she is doing so far with Rin. See ya!" he said as he went off through the doors.
Miroku growled after Inuyasha, pretty much pissed like hell, "Damn you Inuyasha…" he grumbled as he rubbed his head and opened his desk drawer and got out a shot glass and a jar of sake. He poured it in and downed the glass and put the shot glass and the jar of sake back inside the desk drawer roughly. Miroku then turned to Sango and grinned, "Ah… Takashi-san… How nice of you do drop by to my humble house…"
Sango snorted, "Humble my ass… So what is the information you wanted to give me?" she asked abruptly as she crossed her legs and glared at the man in front of her.
Miroku grinned, "Being patient is a virtue Takashi…" he teased as he looked at her straight in the eye. "First I need some questions answered… First is why you are so very determined about this case… Even though this case is in your jurisdiction… you seem very determined to find out the truth about Naraku and the killings."
Sango grimaced. He was right… she was being a bit too determined because of one case. She had seen many people that have been killed in her life, and some multiple murders, but she felt strongly about this one… Her brother's classmate was the one that was killed. 'I just hope that the news casters didn't catch hold of this story yet…' she thought nervously as she rubbed her arm, trying to get rid of the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on her arm.
"Well? Takashi-san? Are you going to answer my question or not?"
Sango sighed and looked at Miroku, her jaw set into a firm frown, and her lips were pursed together. "This case didn't seem like the rest that I have been assigned to, it was more… More brutal and more mindless then the rest, while they all have been carefully planned out. This madman seemed to choose random people and kill them, not caring on how the victims have felt. One of these people was my brother's classmate at school."
Miroku ahhed, "Did you tell your brother the news yet?" he asked.
Sango shook his head, "I'm afraid of his reaction."
Miroku nodded, understanding, "I see. You are afraid that the same thing will happen to your brother as well."
"Yeah, but, you have some information I need on Naraku that I don't have, apparently, you know some things that weren't in the police records, and unfortunately, we have to work together." Sango said sternly as she clasped both of her hands together and stared Miroku right into the eyes.
Miroku chuckled, "So it seems Miss Takashi. So it seems… Where shall I begin?" he asked her.
Sango smirked, "I'm glad you see it my way. Now let's start from the beginning then."
Miroku nodded and glanced at the computer screen and clicked on it a few times and then turned the screen slowly as it creaked slightly.
Sango raised an eyebrow and kept her mouth shut as she watched with some interest.
Miroku pulled up a close up picture of Naraku and a small side profile next to it. He then moved the mouse to the profile and double clicked it.
"Name: Naraku Shiza, age: unknown, occupation: a local business man, who was the top of his classes. It is unknown if he has any relativities. He was found on the street on the age of 13 and was put into an orphanage. He was later adopted. He had also another name, from his real parents, but his real name is unknown as well. The man is a mystery to the police as well as his foster family." Miroku sighed and sat back into his chair once more.
Sango pursed her lips, "Well this doesn't help at all. Are you sure that's all you can find on him?" she asked.
Miorku shook his head, "There's a lot more then we thought of Naraku. You see, Inuyasha, my brother to be exact, worked on a case quite similar to yours. He and Koga, I'm sure that you've both met, had Naraku on top of their suspect list, but there was little evidence and the case was never solved. But they did find things that were quite interesting. When my brother quit the force, he raided our dead father's study. He read that our father worked on a similar case, more gruesome, but similar. It was the reason why that my brothers look different then I do, and the true reason why Naraku's age is unknown."
Sango nodded, "Okay then… I'm listening."
Miroku then smirked and laced his hands together and leaned to her, "I have a question for you then, how much do you believe in the supernatural beings?" he asked.
"Not much. I wasn't necessarily born with fairy tales when I was growing up." Sango replied, "Why?"
"Good then, this make things easier. You see, I only asked you this question because when you'll hear this explanation, it'll be quite a shocker. Naraku is around the age of 90, perhaps even older then that." Miroku started.
"But he doesn't look an age over 30!" exclaimed Sango.
"Ah yes… How much do you know about World War II, Miss Takashi?" he asked.
Sango raised an eyebrow, "Well enough... I studied it in high school quite thoroughly."
Miroku the smiled and then told her what Inuyasha had told him a few minutes ago.
After Miroku had finished with his explanation, Sango looked shock. Then she started to laugh.
Miroku looked at her, a bit startled. "What are you laughing about?" he asked her, alarmed at her response.
"You're telling me that Inuyasha, Sesshomaru, Naraku, and some other people that are descendents of that group of people are something like super humans?" she asked as she laughed.
Miroku nodded, his eyes never leaving Sango's face, "Yes… That's basically it…"
Sango stopped laughing and looked at him straight in the eyes, "You, Miroku Sastmo, are quite a crazy man, and need to be put inside an asylum as quick and possible. The idea of that is just ludicrous, and ridiculous!"
Miroku rolled his eyes and then pressed the button to the speaker that was on his desk, "Fine then. Since I have no reason to keep you here, you are free to go Miss Takashi. Good day." He told her quite curtly.
Sango stood up and then walked out the study, still chuckling. 'I can't believe that he'd actually think that I'd believe him!' she thought, her tone disbelieving.
She then followed the path out of the study, and found herself back at the front door. Sango then felt a sting of nervousness as she looked back to the stairs. She sighed and then saw that Jaken wasn't there anymore and that the room was completely empty. Opening the door, she noticed that a shadow moving along the house, but when she blinked for minute she noticed that the shadow was gone.
Sango groaned, "Maybe talking the lecher was a bad idea after all." She walked out of the house, unlocked her car and turned on the engine. As she backed up and was about to pass through the gates, she felt a little uncertain and looked back. The house looked the same, the same homey feeling, but… something just felt wrong.
Sango then sighed and then passed through the gate, mentally scorning herself why was she feeling like that. Nothing bad was going to happen to the house. She ignored the feeling and drove away.
If she had looked more carefully, she would have noticed an open window, that wasn't opened before, and a dark figure passing through the house, holding something in its hand.
Oh, how wrong she was indeed.
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A/N: YIKES! (ducks) I'm so sorry! (doges flying fruit) I didn't realize that I didn't update for that long! (hides under a desk) I was busy with family problems and that school was a big pain in the ass. I promise that I'll update sooner! (Flying fruit stops) Whew! Now then, since I can't answer all the reviews that I've received from my last chapter, I really appreciate all of you guys reviewing for me, especially since that I didn't update for such a long time! Anyways, sorry for the short chapter! The next chapter will be better! Promise! Anyways, please R&R!
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