Past and Future, Intertwined
Jaded Skye




Prologue



It was your typical cold January night. There was a beautiful full moon, but it went mostly un-noticed by the crowds. The people that were still out went about their ways, hurrying here and there, eager to reach their destination. The amount of people on the streets was diminishing rapidly. It was getting late.

The business district was located, conveniently, in the center of the city. From every corner of the city, you could almost always catch a glimpse of the numerous tall buildings. On this night, nearly all of the lights of the offices in the district were out, save for a few late-workers.

However, in an un-lit office on one of a particular building's top floors, there still remained someone. The office had an unexplainable atmosphere. It somehow made people who entered uncomfortable. It was a neat and organized office, dull, not much of personality about it. There was no a single un-work related object in the office of Elvrie Stiin, the boss of the USA fraction of Kagewaki Enterprises.

Elvrie was, seemingly, a normal middle-aged American. He did his job, went golfing every few weeks, and relished junk food. There were occasionally, like any other company, the usual complaints from his employers, but nothing out of the ordinary.

But if the actual facts about were to be revealed, it would be enough, to say the least, make anyone cry in outrage. In truth, Elvrie was a sly, malicious, greedy man. He was the perfect person to run the USA fraction of the Kagewaki Enterprises—a cover for an international criminal organization.

On this night, Elvrie was standing in front of his office windows, watching the scene below him. Lost in thoughts he was, that a snide smile appeared on his face. The first of the ten loud bangs of the old-fashioned clock sounded, making him cringe.

"Elvrie…"

Elvrie was not at all surprised. It was the 13th of the month. He first had been shocked at the unnatural voice, shocked of the fact that no one was there yet he could hear the voice perfectly. It such a normal occurrence now that his initial surprise had wore off, however supernatural it may be. "Naraku," he stated.

"Have you found the Tetsusaiga yet?"

Elvrie grimaced. He knew how his boss, the boss of the whole Kagewaki Enterprises, hated failures. "No, not yet," he reported, hiding his discomfort, "I have people working on it around the clock. We've already checked all the antique stores in the Oregon region and—"

"Spare me your excuses! I want results!"

It's just a sword, after all. What could possibly be so special about it? And whoever did heard of a sword with a name anyway? Covering his distain about the whole business, Elvrie bowed his head, even though he wasn't sure if his boss could even see him. After a nerve-wrecking minute, the voice returned.

"You said you checked the Oregon antique stores? Did I not make it clear to you that it is a Japanese ornamental sword?"

"Yes, but--" Elvrie started, but he was cut off again.

"Send your people to Japan at once! It would not be found anywhere else."

"I thought there was a division of the company in Japan!" Protested Elvrie. He saw no point in wasting men overseas. After all, he wasn't there to supervise their process and how would he know if one of his men goofed off?

"Not in Japan, Elvrie. I have certain… enemies … there."

The way his boss stressed "enemies" made him shiver.

"I want the Tetsusaiga to be found at once. Don't disappoint me."

The words echoed and echoed around the room. Elvrie didn't relax until it completely faded, as if it was never there in the first place. Sighing, Elvrie made the necessary arrangements.


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Kagewaki came to with a jolt. He stared at his fuzzy surroundings. He closed his eyes, pausing for a few seconds before reopening them. Everything turned clear. He now saw the familiar laptop in front of him. He remembered that he was working on this month's financial accounts. He checked the time. It was 10:30 PM according to his digital watch.

It's been half an hour? He thought, still in a daze. It was happening more and more often now. These "blackouts" always left him with a nasty headache and a bad feeling. It felt as if… There was a brief flash of… knowledge. The feeling passed as suddenly as it came. It left a sour note.

With a yawn, Kagewaki closed his laptop. Praying to the powers that be, he called it a day.






Disclaimer:
I own InuYasha. Right, and pigs can fly. (If you throw a pig down from the top of the Empire State Building, it'll probably learn to fly. After all, no pig wants to be a dead pig, right?) Jaded Skye will not be held responsible for any dead pigs should you actually try the experiment.


Author's Note:
This chapter's a result of a certain picture in my head (someone watching the full moon through a window of a high floor) and watching too much YuGiOh. I personally think this is way too serious. The upcoming chapter will be light and humourous (hopefully), I'll posted it next week (crosses fingers). Questions? Suggestions? Constructive critisism? Feel free to leave a review!