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Author's Rant: Ok so the thing is, I HATED THE WAY I WROTE THE LAST CHAPTER 10. It left me no leeway to Chapter 11. But thanks to Nikki23534 for helping me out with my writer's block we'll be moving along smoothly.
Warnings: Language. Harsh Angst. High Cruelty. You've been warned!
Chapter 10: Hostile Surrender
For the past three hours he's been trapped within this stretched white void of nothingness, thrashing and clawing at the empty space for freedom. When he'd awaken earlier to discover his new snare, it all seemed nothing more than a fading dream. One where it was devoid of fantasy images and instead replaced with the silent emptiness of drained life. When it became clear through his fogged thoughts of confusion, that's when his instincts surged into high gear, demanding release from this hell hole.
"I swear I'll make sure you fucking bastards' burns in hell when I get out ya hear?" Yelled the enraged savage, clawing and scratching at the only clear window where only darkness could be seen. He hadn't see hide or hair of a single soul since waking up in this sterilized fortress. Everything was pure white. The ceiling, the floors, the four walls, all of it. There wasn't a damned speck in sight. But he knew those assholes were there. The whole lot of them were there. Watching and studying his every movement like a trapped lab rat.
That's just fine with him. If they wanted to treat him like some uncivilized animal, he'd give them just what they wanted.
"Iron Reaper Soul Stealer!" Roared the ferocious clobber of golden streaks raking the pale plaster of thicken white walls. Five claw lines staggered over the pale flatness but nothing gave way but the silent shriek of mechanical repair.
Well the fools did their homework he'd give them that much. He counted at least nine attempts at breaking these walls down but each try they'd easily mend themselves without the tiniest scratch remaining.
Dammit he was so fed up with this suffocating enclosure. "Fuck you stupid humans." He snarled angrily at the double reflected window, punching at the tampered glass. "I know you're afraid. That's why you're keeping me locked up like a criminal!"
"Wrong demon." Said the suddenly deepened voice coming from all sides of the room. "We have you locked up because of what you are. A crazed wild animal."
Inuyasha frantically searched around for the hidden speaker or perhaps another window for the source of the unsuspected tone. No not there. Not there either. Damn where the fuck was this guy?
"There's no point in trying to find me Demon. You'll never succeed." The evil tone chuckled.
"Show yourself!" Inuyasha dared cracking his claws. "I'm itching to see the man responsible for the decorations."
"I'd love to entertain you properly Demon, but I'm much more comfortable here."
"A cowards' way of saying you're too afraid to face me man to man."
"No just a precautionary action to prevent any unnecessary deaths." Explained the cool voice. "But enough of the small talk Animal. There's some information we need you to confirm for us."
'This fool has to be kidding', Inuyasha scoffed in his mind. The flap of his white hair slapped over his shoulders as his head turned with a shift snap, showing his refusal at whatever they wanted to ask.
"Ah, a rather stubborn beast aren't you?"
"Fuck you!" Inuyasha growled, enraged at the insult of being compared to a common animal.
"Oh and such a sweet mouth."
"I got your sweet mouth right here." He flipped off the window in several different gestures and an extra slap of his ass.
A few distinct snickers and small chuckles bristled over him from the unseen amplifiers. God what he wouldn't give just to see just one of those smug face bastards? He'd give them a real reason to laugh.
After the seemingly amusing mirth fest, the dark voice returned to the speaker with the coldest light hearted attitude. "Honestly Demon, it'd be within your best interests to obey our request. Time is of the essence and I'm a very busy man."
"Does it look like I give a flying fuck what you want?" Inuyasha said with plenty of attitude. " 'S why not just finish me off and get it over with. I'd rather be dead then listen to your B.S. anyway."
"Oh, no my friend. You'll die eventually, but only when we say so." The gentlemen readjusted the volume for louder audio. "Now be a good little demon and be kind enough to answer a few questions for us alright?"
Inuyasha waved off the conceited mortal and walked over to prop his back against the corner farthest from the tinted glass. "Whatever. I'm not answering to anything." Closing his eyes, his arms folded over his chest as he growled a quick. "Fuck off." And went on to ignore any further persuasions.
The two puppy ears twitched and tingled at the sound of a low displeased snarl from wherever the amp was, gratified with the pleasure of knowing he'd pissed off the uppity human. The longer he was kept in this—he looked around his newest room—whatever this is, the longer he'd give them hell until something new happened.
"Wrong answer beast."
Just as those buzzed words bounced off the walls, the rising crackle of bursting electricity circulated through the room, sending a mountain of shockwaves through the surprised hanyou. Inuyasha stumbled forward stunned from the electric currents snaking up his back off the wall. What the fuck? They had the walls rigged with electric panels? He lifted a hand to his back feeling the slight charred cotton of his t-shirt. Had it not been for his reflexes, the damned currents would've burned his back off.
"Once again dog. Will you cooperate?"
"Fuck you!"
"Wrong again."
Tsk what were they going to do? He wasn't near the wall this time.
In that instant those mental thoughts were replace when the spark of white hot fire swirled from the bottom of his feet toward the tips of his hair. Igniting streams of twenty thousand volts of fired electricity spouted from all surfaces of the wall, mercilessly claiming Inuyasha in a wicked light of blazing blues and orange. His body was literally on fire as waves upon waves of agonizing combustion scored through his veins.
The hollered howls of blaring pain roared violently off the walls for the full thirty seconds of malicious cruelty. The final currents of energy lessened to dull tingles until done remain.
His mouth hung open with speechless gasps heaving from his chest. So many rapid thoughts raced through Inuyasha's mind as he dropped to his knees, astounded from the rush of pain coating his reddened body. Shaky breaths stung the raw dryness of his lips, now peeling like the folds of skin on his arms, legs and face, in half inch sheets.
The shirt and pants he was allowed to wear now clung to his body in a sizzling ting of burnt cotton. Never in his entire life had he experienced such raw convulsion. To be electrocuted like a wild dog? . . .
"Now do you want to cooperate or sample another row of the correct answer?" Asked the pompous jerk from all around.
Too caught up in his dazed dolor, Inuyasha's blank gaze could only stare up at the ceiling as if lost to the reality around him. He couldn't speak or move. All he was capable of doing were exhausted gasps from his sore throat working to cool away the heated soreness.
"Talk beast!" The man blared demandingly over the speaker. "Answer me. Where is Sesshomaru?"
A red stain began to slowly seep from his lips, trickling down the side.
"I said talk!"
It dripped past the corner of his gapping mouth.
"Last chance Demon!"
The crimson drop hung off the flapped peel of melt skin and splattered to the cool floor.
Fed up with the lack of knowledge from the muted animal, Mr. Tomichi Xanatos threw his hands in the air and left the sky box. Before he could make his departure the cruel devil threw a final order over his shoulder, "Shock him again until he answers…" and left counting backwards from five to one…until the beautiful melody long lost tortured cries wisped in his ears.
God it's been so long since he'd heard that lovely music.
'Perhaps I've been gone long enough', Sesshomaru contemplated while lying back against his reclined car seat.
At first he considered going to a nearby park to collect his thoughts. But the disturbing rush of traffic and children quickly deterred that idea and he opted for the shared private sanctuary where he and Inuyasha trained deep in the forest.
The odd sensations from earlier this morning haven't decreased and it's been nearly four hours since he'd left Inuyasha's side. Having these insane feelings of overwhelming desire to protect what was his B—no; his kin—was so far beneath him. For obvious reasons, he couldn't couple with the pup even if he wanted too. It went against everything he'd fixated his morals over.
One, being that Inuyasha was half human. Half of the same disgusting bastards who'd wiped out his clan and fellow demons. But he knew well enough that Inuyasha wasn't too blamed for being what he is. There was just something about being appeased by the sight of something human that irked him considerably. The second issue to address was the age factor. In terms of demon standards, Inuyasha is nowhere near the ripened age for a demon of his class to rut with. Twenty one would be the perfect amount of years, but seventeen? No. He couldn't.
Still Sesshomaru readjusted his car seat. Why should he give a damn about the child's mating properties? There was too much chaos in the world for him to ponder over such nonsense. Him and Inuyasha? That had to be the most ridiculous conjured up thought he'd ever considered.
No sense in dwelling here much longer. Enough time was wasted being away from his brother. He needed to be back before feelings of abandonment sunk in. With the bond thickening between them, Inuyasha's demonic half would unknowingly reach out for the older demon's comfort and protection. Soon it'd come out on its own bidding and come looking for him.
Jutting the key in the ignition, the car engine roared to life. Putting it in reverse he twisted around in the middle of the grassy meadow, made a left and drove towards the bumpy opening, prepared for departure. As much as he wanted to deny it, his instincts were begging to rejoin the hanyou as soon as possible. Fighting the losing battle of stubborn companionship, he hated how he was reduced to feeling the desire to keep something so worthless by his side. It'd probably be best if he just did away with the fool himself, to rid his internal system of these ragged emotions.
No, that'd be an utter waste. To kill off the only other Inu in the world just to prevent these emerging inclinations from building? How ignorant of him to even…for a moment? Gods he was beginning to second guess his own decisions. Further proof that this boy's presence was causing him to act less and less like his self.
Something was going to have to give, or at the very least boundary lines were going to be set between them. They were going to need to keep from having any form of physical contact from each other if they were to survive amongst these humans. A contradictive thought considering he was the first to initial any type of skin upon skin intimacy. Damn that brat. He was becoming a siren—
The car screened to a halt in the middle of what was once an abandoned road.
'How?' Thought the fang baring demon, putting the car in park. Apparently he'd made a mistake in believing their secret would be kept private. Accessing his current predicament, he should've known it'd only be a matter of calculated time before it happened.
The driver's side was opened carefully as first his left, then right foot padded on the hard asphalt.
Up ahead was what could only be described as something prompted from an action flick prepared to put an end to the approaching threat. Hundreds of military brown tanks lined down a stretched length as far as the eye could see. Between ten to twenty high armored helicopters fluttered in all their steel glory above his head, causing the flap of light silk around Sesshomaru's unfazed face.
With one last inspection he estimated a total of two thousand military men crouched in place, readied and able to fire. The smallest smirk teased the corner of his mouth. Inside he felt flattered. To think, that these humans would go to all the trouble of arming themselves so thoroughly. Not that it'd matter. One flick of his wrist and the entire landscape would flare with the torch of his youki.
But he'd humor them for now and see what their game would be.
On cue, one of the braver tanks rolled forward, kicking up clouds of dusty smoke in its wake. Atop of the machine was a tall human of obvious status judging by the colorful arrangement over his green uniform.
Holding up a microphone to his lips the high ranking commander of the armed forces, said "Lord Sesshomaru, Prince of all Inuyoukai, reigning Dog General of the Western Hemisphere, under section 19 article 34 of the federal law we are hereby placing you under arrest!"
The only noticeable worth spouted from the human's mouth was the proper title of Sesshomaru's class. He wouldn't deny or try to benefit these creatures with the grace of his response to the comment. He would give them all a nice healthy dose of his Poison Claws. Lifting his hand over his head, he listened to the clicks of sniper rifles and raising tubes of tanks aim at his body. The pathetic fools were only digging their own graves and further irritating him for thinking these meager weapons could cause him harm.
Seeing the unusual behavior of their target, the Commander voiced out over his amp, "Sesshomaru under orders of the Head Man, we are to bring you in by any means necessary but if in the case you choose to resist deadly force will be discharged!"
"Are those final words human?" He mumbled blasé, loud enough for the old man to hear. "If so I'd advise two options." A glowing lime frizzled, dripping from the tips of his sharpening claws. "Your first being to stay where you are and face your deaths like the cowardly vermin you are or flee within a ten second time lapse before my mind is changed."
Trying to keep up his frontal bravado, the Commander swallowed dropping the microphone from his lips. He'd lived long enough to read in the history books what this devil was capable of. He'd leveled armies with the slightest snap of his fingers and destroyed armored tanks with one snap of his fist. There was always a time to be bold and courageous but he'd be damned if he earned a purple heart for this. It was best to take their retreat now, since they'd forgotten who they were dealing with.
Before he could give the command for his men to pull back, a solider ran up to his position and whispered a message given to him by higher monarchs. The once cowering old man's face now wrinkled into one of sneaky pleasure. Nodding to his underling for the missive, he returned the speaker to his lips and called out bravely to the daunting demon, "Final chance Sesshomaru. Come quietly, or face dire consequences."
A frown marred over the handsome entity's face. The insolence. "Final words Human." The hiss of venom flowed freely from the pointed tips. Just as the misted landing of emerald lowered to the grounds a hollered wail of an all too familiar sound shout to the skies.
"Ahh, please! That's enough! Stop!"
Narrowed bronze eyes widened at the frightened pain, shrieking from a speaker source appearing from behind the closest tank.
"Ahh stop it, enough! Ahh stop it!"
"Talk boy. Where is Sesshomaru?"
The shuddered gurgle of a shaky voice hit a core in Sesshomaru's chest.
"I-I-I'm not t-t-telling not-t-thing . . ."
"Wrong answer."
Than the rough static of blustered electricity soared from the loud speaker followed by the haunting cry of his kin's voice. "Ahh stop it! Stop it please! Please stop!"
Balling the tips of his claws inward, Sesshomaru listened on as more and more tormented screams of his brother rung deafly in his ears.
"Where is Sesshomaru?" Repeated the torturer's voice.
"I-I-I don't know—Ahh Ahh Ahhh Ahhh! Please! Stop it!"
"Enough!" Sesshomaru ordered turning his head away. As much as it tore him to the smallest shreds of his pride, he couldn't allow this excruciating treatment to continue any longer. The tipped points of his claws punctured crescent holes in his palms as he struggled with the decision already made in his mind.
"Last chance Sesshomaru." The Commander said feeling all the power in the world at the downcast expression of the All Mighty Demon. "Surrender or force more pain on your little friend."
There was no going around the choice. Inuyasha's life or the faint of his own pride crumbling at the mercy of these pathetic creatures . . . His honor? His morals? All for the sake of one insignificant, lower class demon? A half demon?
"Inuyasha . . . what are you doing to me indeed." After a few silent moments, the mightiest and most powerful of all Inuyoukai did something he knew would never be forgotten for the rest of his life. Both his hands rose over his head, his eyes lowering to the ground as the stance of an Inu demon who's complying to a stronger opponent "I submit." He hissed through clenched teeth of the most disgusting words known.
As soon as those words left his lips the Commander sent forth several men to detain the beast.
Sesshomaru growled a low grumble nervously scaring the approaching men. He was far from wanting to be touched by any human. "Give me the cuffs." He spoke quietly holding his hand out for the silver handcuffs dangling in one of the men's pouch.
Terrified to the point of pissing his pants, the private complied tossing the cuffs to the demon and watched as he snapped them on his wrists and started walking forward as if knowing where he was supposed to go. Stares of awed wonder and whispered anger surrounded the calmly walking demon with his head held high. At the very least, he'd surrender with some of his dignity still intact.
Coming up to what seemed to be is prison-on-wheels; Sesshomaru paused outside of large metal truck obviously different from the others. This was what he figured they'd use to detain him until they arrived to his death. One guard reached up, opened the latch and in he floated not bothering to take the offered stairs. As graceful as the demon lord he was, Sesshomaru glided over toward the corner of the thick shielded vehicle and braced his back against the wall. One leg drew up and his arm draped over it the best he could manage and closed his eyes.
And that was that as the men quickly secured the outer perimeter of the truck and returned to their cars, ready for to escort the most notorious demon known to mankind. Demon Lord of all the Inuyoukai, Sesshomaru.
Pacing his office patiently waiting for the one phone call to add to his already thrilling day was Mr. Xanatos, livid at possibly gaining another specimen to add to the one currently fried in its cage. Granted he knew he'd stretched it a bit but to hear those wonderful screams of pain once more?—he shivered. God it was like riding on the most magical orgasmic high. For five years he'd nearly given up hope that another demon would ever appear for his pleasures. But now, to have not one but two of the powerful species of demon alive and well in this day and age? It was enough to make him believe in a Santa Clause.
The beep of his intercom cut through his sadistic happiness. "Mr. Xanatos? The Commander has brought in the second demon as ordered."
"Excellent. Tell them to go ahead and put the animal in with the other. I'll be down in a moment."
"Yes sir."
With the intercom turned off, Xanatos relived his glee as long as possible marveling in the extra pleasures added. Two minutes later after reeving in his happiness, he collected himself to the usual cold, calm demeanor of his personality and cleared his throat. Now that he was relieved of his perversity, he could do to the basement floor and check on his newest prize.
Upon arrival, no one dared to walk within ten feet of the tall demon casually strolling through the halls as if he owned the place. Written expressions of disgust could be seen of the people witness of the deadly savage going down to the control chamber. Wishful death was all most of them thought of when witnessing the murderous devil. It was all the Demon Lord deserved for being the main cause of the Demonic Wars. A long string of torture was more then he deserved.
Minutes later they came up to a steel door, matching the outer exterior. Had anyone else passed it by it would've been bypassed easily. One guard opened the door and stepped away for Sesshomaru to enter and quickly shut it behind him.
No sooner that he went inside the space less void, Sesshomaru destroyed the handcuffs and glanced around his surroundings. In that instant his nose was invaded by the brutal scent of incinerated flesh and broiled blood. The scent traveled from behind him in a dismantled heap in a corner near the only outsight of the room. "Inuyasha…"
There lying in his own boiling stench was the blank haunted expression of a comatose half breed. His clothes were melted to the folds of hardening slaps of skin curving back into twisted curls. Black, red and other carbonized colors representing deadly flames blanketed all over Inuyasha's limp body from head to toe. The lad's face was barely recognizable under that reverted crush.
The terrible cruelty this child must've faced in this place...
Barely conscious of it, Sesshomaru's legs moved on their own accord toward the dulled eyed youth before him until coming to sit beside his head. Gingerly reach out; he pulled Inuyasha's scorched head as gently as possibly till placing in on the crook of his thigh. The pristine shine of silver curtained away his rising emotions as he gazed down at the lifeless numbing staring back.
Three days…
It'd take three full days for his physical state to return to normal. But mentality he'd be scarred much longer. And it was only the beginnings of what was to come for them in the future.
In a way…it was almost funny how fate played an evil hand in one's destiny. Karma was assuredly going to be paid back tenfold in his enemies favor for the
horrid crimes he'd committed centuries ago.
Inuyasha was going to be caught within his own wrongdoings. "Little Brother . . ." He whispered tracing a soft stroke over the rise and fall of blemished blackness.
'Inuyasha . . . stay strong . . . Be strong.'
They'd get through this. They had too.
Unbeknownst to the elder demon, a pair of deviously pleased eyes observed the immediate interaction between them and quickly made a call to the only other person in the world who'd feel the same overwhelmed joy of discovery like him.
Reaching down for his phone, he dialed the phone number of one the most brilliant men on earth. After the second ring, the voice of a richly insane man answered. "Hello?"
"Yes, Dr. Sevarius?"
"Ah yes," The other's tone exclaimed pleased. "What can I help you with today?"
"Everything doctor," he mused, smiling at his two newest prospects through the tinted glass. "I'm going to need your help conducting some tests."
TBC: I feel more comfortable with this one. Although a bit shorter and the angst was introduced sooner. I hated doing that to Inuyasha I really did…And it's only going to get worst. More angst to come people. =(