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The Perfect World
Millions of demons and humans alike had been killed during the take over of the Superiors; however, the demons had been the ones that had suffered the most losses.
The Superiors, as they called themselves, were an intelligent species that lived beyond the Milky Way in a far away galaxy. They were a dominant people that were ever looking to expand their empire. They had no leader, since their laws stated that all Superiors were above everybody else, yet equal among themselves. These peoples had advances in technology that Earth could only dream of achieving. They had spaceships that allowed for extremely rapid travel, and weapons that could blow up a small planet in one shot.
Screw that, the Superiors themselves were like implements of war.
On and in their fingertips were guns that much resembled the ray guns that were used in human science-fiction movies. But these 'ray guns' were much more powerful. With just a point of one finger, one Superior could kill a full-grown demon, and just one Superior had ten of these weapons.
Taking advantage of being the most advanced species in the universe, the Superiors often journeyed to other galaxies and planets, only to conquer those they liked. They designed machines that were modelled after the major inhabitants of the planet, allowed them to keep their new pets under control. Only a small group of the Superiors ever stayed on one planet to oversee the operations. The others journeyed off to another area, never to return to that one planet.
There was never a need to.
The androids were designed with the ability of being able to keep any species under control, and took orders only from a Superior.
Once a planet became a target of the Superiors, it was never free again.
Why did these intelligent creatures go about, capturing planet after planet?
That was yet unknown to those other than themselves.
The super intelligent species, having reached the Milky Way galaxy, had discovered that all the planets were barren and unpopulated; they were unable to support life.
Then they'd found Earth, the third planet from the sun.
Earth was a green and blue planet that had billions of life forms literally crawling over the surface. The ones that interested the Superiors the most were the humans and the demons.
They had never seen any organism that was so familiar in body shape to themselves. The humans and demons had all the correct appendages, but they seemed so much weaker. They had expected an easy fight
They had been disappointed.
Tokyo was one of the few cities that had actually been moderately easy to take over. But in other places all over the world, the peoples there had put up an immense struggle. Many demons had transformed into their true forms, and the humans brought out weapons that had not been used for twenty years. Working together, the people of Earth were able kill hundreds of the invaders.
But that had not been enough.
The Superiors, never having been opposed at such ferocity before, had redoubled their efforts of taking over the green planet. They had killed more people off than they had on other planets, and destroyed many cities.
In a matter of a few hours, Earth had finally succumbed to the Superiors.
The landmasses were divided into sectors, and the sectors into city-like colonies.
The Superiors began an entirely new ruling system, and began breeding the humans and the demons.
It was the same routine for every planet.
Over the years, the rebellions had been few and far in between. They had been overly easy to break up.
But the great rebellion would soon be starting. A new chapter in history was being written.
And the Superiors would soon wish they had never messed with Earth.
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Feb.20.299 N(eo)A(ge)
New Tokyo, Human Division, Sector 118Kagome shot up from bed, clutching the area above her rapidly beating heart.
Frowning, the raven-haired girl quickly climbed out of bed, pulling on an issued robe made of synthetic fibre. Padding down the hallway of her shared house, she stepped into the kitchen and poured a glass of cool water from the kitchen tap that distributed regulated boiled water.
Once the drink had been consumed, the teenager returned to her small room and collapsed on her bed.
She'd had the dream again.
There had been people and demons crowded in some area, all cheering for something. They had all been staring at a tall monument of some sort. Then, everything had gone black before something had crashed into the ground. Then, there had been people everywhere, all screaming, and running from non-human creatures. They had been picked off one by one.
But that was all she could remember. And even as she sat on her bed, the dream was slipping away like sand between her fingers. No matter how hard Kagome tried to grasp the ends, every time she had the reverie, it would leave only fragments of images behind, and never the whole picture.
But the pieces she did remember didn't match up with reality.
In her dreams, the people had always been wearing different clothes with many vibrant colours. In today's world, everybody wore the same thing- grey work outfits with colour-coded armbands that showed which category and age group one belonged to. They wore the same clothing to increase equality. At least, that's what the Government told them. Only the androids wore different things. They were made of strong silver metal, and wore work suits.
The androids were also colour coded, each colour specifying a specific function. Blue was for the teaching androids. Green for the transportation ones. Every colour of the spectrum was used in defining each android. Some had mundane jobs such as garbage collection. Others were made as basic law enforcers.
Then there were the red androids.
These were the ones equipped with the more powerful weaponry.
Their job was to put out fires.
Not the kind of fires where it was hot and burned things.
These fires were the small outbursts of rebellions that happened every now and then. Once in a while, a small group of humans would decide to try and destroy some of the Government's property. The Red Androids would be called to annihilate the rebels.
They could feel no emotion, and obeyed only the Government's orders.
The Government.
Nobody had ever seen the leader of this Government that maintained all of the people on earth. In school, the students had learned that when the Superiors had reached the planet, everything had been in ruins. They learned that the Superiors had assembled the humans that had been left and they had rebuilt the world. Grouping the separate areas into sectors, the Superiors had begun a New World that was designed to be perfect. They had modelled androids to keep the peace among the people of earth while they continued to save other planetary bodies.
The androids were all designed after a human body shape in order to retain perfection among the people.
Perfection.
That was what today's world was about.
Everything had to be perfect, or it would be disposed of. Meals were designed specifically for each individual. Clothing was fitted. Every living quarter was exactly the same. And nobody was different.
In her dreams, there had been demons and humans standing together. In reality, they were kept in separate settlements. The humans had been told that demons were bloodthirsty savages that would do nothing but kill if they were exposed to the humans. However, in Kagome's dreams, the demons had been laughing with the humans, even playing with them- before disaster struck.
Kagome had often wondered, were her dreams real? They went against everything the Government upheld, and maintained. The strange world was certainly not perfect, since nobody appeared to be unified. Everybody was different, and perhaps that was what had caused the peoples' demise?
Her dreams.
Ever since she was small, Kagome had been having strange dreams about a strange world that looked so much like her own. When she'd told her mother, the elder woman had simply brushed it off to a wild imagination. When the teenager had been but a child, her dreams had been less frequent, starting at the tender age of five, and occurring only once every few nights. However, as she grew older, the fantasies became more recurrent, until they were happening at least one, or even twice a week.
The themes of the reveries had changed as well.
When before, they had been only pleasant images of another life; they were now violent, depicting a doomed people. There was a period in her second year of entering the student settlement where all of the dreams had involved violence and warfare.
It had been terrifying to watch.
And Kagome couldn't have told anybody.
Her friends, loyal and close as they were, would think her crazy for imagining these things. All of the mature figures in her life were connected to the Government, and if she made any attempt to describe her visions to one of them, she would have been eliminated for her un-unified thoughts.
Thankfully, the intensity of the night-time images had faded away, and the war had shifted to more pleasant themes. The girl had also gotten used to them, and even anticipated the dreams on certain nights.
But every time they happened- and they were frequent, she would never be able to remember any of it. No matter how hard Kagome tried, all she could do was grasp at the ends of the disappearing visions.
Shaking her head of all of the confusing thoughts, the girl laid back in her stiff bed. Glancing at the clock at her bedside, Kagome discovered that she still had two hours before school started. She was still two hours short of the required eight-hour sleep every seventeen-year-old had to have.
School started at 7:00 every morning.
The teenager sighed.
Every day was the same.
She wished that, just for once, something interesting would happen.
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New Tokyo, Demon Division, Sector 118Inuyasha glared at a white wall from where he was sitting on his bed. He had silver hair that was unusually long, and fell down to his waist. He wore fitted a grey outfit with a blue armband. The boy was in a worse mood than usual tonight. It was late, only two hours before school would start, and he was still awake.
It didn't matter.
He didn't need much sleep anyway.
He had demon blood in him, and he lived in one of the largest settlements in New Tokyo. The dog demon, no, half-dog demon, lived in the demon division of the city, where no human could venture without suffering the consequences.
And the consequences were drastic.
One of the white dog-ears perched on his head flicked absently while a thoughtful frown took over the boy's face.
His ears.
They marked him as what he really was.
A half demon, or 'hanyou', as Inuyasha was so often called.
Not human, and not demon either, but a mix of both.
His blood was not pure.
He was not perfect.
He was something that went directly against the law of the Government. Humans and demons were to stay separated. Any contact between the two species was forbidden. They were meant to be kept apart, for being together was what had destroyed the earth the first time. At least, that's what the demons students had learned. In fact, if he were any other dirty half-breed, Inuyasha would have been killed at birth.
But he wasn't just any ordinary half-breed.
He was the son of Inutaisho, who had been one of the most reputed demon ambassadors in the Government.
His half-brother was Sesshoumaru, the one who had taken Inutaisho's position once he had died.
Inuyasha was too important to be killed.
Oh, but how the Government despised him.
If he made one mistake, be it only a small toe out of line, they hanyou would be hunted down immediately. There was no mistaking that, but it just wasn't his style to obey orders. Perhaps it was because he was the product of an illegal pairing, or it could have been because he had been subdued since the day he was born, but Inuyasha always had a desire to cause trouble.
To blemish the so-called perfect world of the Superiors.
The dog-eared boy snorted.
Sesshoumaru had been the product of Inutaisho and his chosen female counterpart's relations. Not soon after the female dog demon had died, the ambassador had stumbled upon a woman upon the streets on the demon division.
She'd had long, black hair, and a face that most would have died for. She was kind, but appeared to be quite poor. Her grey clothes had been torn and blood stained much of the cloth. There had been several cuts across her slim body. How she had gotten the wounds was a mystery. But most astonishing off all, she was a human.
Nobody knew how she had ended up on the streets of the Demon Division. Nobody knew how she had crossed the 'uncrossable' barrier. All that mattered was that she had gone where no human had gone since the beginning of the Neo Age.
Somehow, Inutaisho had smuggled her into his home, and had hid her for many years. He had discovered her name to be Izayoi. Nobody knew of her history. She had been kind and polite, despite never having seen a demon in her life. She had fallen in love with him, and him with her.
The great dog demon had taken her as his mate, going as far as producing a child with the human Izayoi.
Then the human woman had finally been found, and killed.
Yet nobody knew where or even how she had been hidden during her stay in the Demon Division.
The child, a half-demon by the name of Inuyasha, had lost his mother, the only link to the humanity that flowed in his blood.
They had spared the life of the child due to Inutaisho's prestigious title and persuasion, but keeping him alive was like a punishment in itself. Demons avoided him like the plague, and his damn half-brother looked down upon him. He was prohibited from the Human Division. Inuyasha was constantly picked on, and the androids did nothing to stop them, even though they had been created to promote and keep the peace and equality.
Equality his ass.
If the world was so equal, then why couldn't the demons mingle with the humans?
If the world was so peaceful, then why were the androids equipped with any number of built-in weapons, yet the public was defenceless?
Well… that wasn't entirely true- the public wasn't so 'defenceless.'
At least, not the demons.
They had the natural weapons that they had been born with. Inuyasha figured that was partially the reason why there were so few demons compared to the human population statistics. Demons were a lot more dangerous than a few puny humans were.
Sometimes, Inuyasha wondered what the human side was like. But he got a taste of being human once every month. He became human during the night of the new moon.
But nobody knew that.
Not even Sesshoumaru.
Nor the Government.
He made sure of that.
The teenager had to keep it a secret- his life depended on it. On that one night, all of his senses faded. His claws were dulled, and his hair would turn black. He would be vulnerable. So every night of the new moon, he would keep himself shut up in his room in the student settlement, making sure to give no indications of his weakness.
The seventeen-year-old boy sighed and sunk into his bed, throwing off his grey daytime uniform. He never bothered with the night clothing, and just slept topless in his boxer shorts.
Normally, he could go without rest for several nights, but tonight, he was a little tired.
And not just in the physical sense.
He was tired of the routine life he had.
He just wanted something a little more interesting to happen.
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[So, Inu and Kag have been introduced. This chappie was a little slow, but the story should pick up soon… I hope. One of the things about writing a story set in the future is that you have to describe everything. But once everything is cleared up, there should be more momentum to keep me typing away…]