Guardian Demon by Outlaw024
Authors Notes: Well, this chapter is going to be an entire flash back and I promise that everything about InuYasha's past will be explained. I'm kind of writing in Quentin Tarantino style.
Chapter 6
2 years ago
InuYasha swung his katana upward to try and block, but he wasn't fast enough. Naraku's blade was against his throat in an instant. There was a moment of dead silence that was broken when Naraku began to laugh.
"Supernova," he chuckled and he lowered the blade.
InuYasha fell to his knees; his hands trembled and he dropped his sword. "Why do you always say that?" he asked breathlessly.
Naraku smiled as he replaced the katana in its sheath. "Because the fear of dying is like a supernova in your mind. It just explodes and leaves any feeling of hope utterly destroyed. You never want to feel that, ever."
These training sessions always ended like that. InuYasha and Naraku had been honing their skills with swords since they graduated from the police academy half a year ago. InuYasha never really understood how sword- fighting skills would be important to a police officer, nor did he care.
A few days later. An ally on the West Side of Tokyo 0900 Hours
InuYasha and Naraku drove up to the crime scene just as the CSI team was leaving. There was yellow caution tape everywhere and little red cards with numbers on them at various places marking something important. One of the CSI officers was still taking pictures; he turned around when he heard InuYasha come up from behind.
"You with the NARC squad?" he asked. He didn't look like a CSI geek. He wore a pair of white Adidas, a blue pair of jeans, a dark green t-shirt, and a jean jacket; he looked more like a renegade cop from a movie who doesn't play by the rules.
InuYasha nodded. "Yeah. What did you guys come up with?"
The CSI officer looked at him with a blank expression on his face. "We don't know ourselves. There's about one kilo of spilled cocaine, a Beretta 9mm with a silencer and an empty clip, 12 bullets scattered around the place, that are all from the same gun, and tire marks. There's no blood, no other kind of bullet, no nothing. We don't know what the hell happened here."
An ally on the West Side of Tokyo 0200 Hours (we're going back in time 7 hours here people)
A black Mitsubishi Lancer pulled into the ally. The engine stopped and the head lights went out. Two men, one was tall and has greasy black hair, the other was bald and undersized. The shorter one went round to the back of the car and popped the trunk. He took out two flashlights, a small metal briefcase, and a plastic bag containing a white, sugar-like substance. He handed one flashlight to his taller partner and then proceeded to open the briefcase. The black leather of the gloves both men wore contrasted the silver briefcase. Inside there was a Beretta 9mm, a clip of bullets, and a silencer. While the short man assembled the components of the handgun, the taller man took out a switchblade and cut a hole in the plastic bag. He walked around the ally letting the substance scatter all over the ground.
"This seems like a waste of a good kilo of blow," the tall man sighed as the last of the cocaine fell out of the bag.
The shorter man looked up from his work. "Well, save some for after and we'll have it on the way back to the warehouse."
"I can't," the taller man replied, "it's all on the ground already."
"You tosser." [A.N: Yes, I realize that is British slang.] The short man stood up and slid the bolt back on the now loaded and silenced Beretta. "Stand back." He shined his flashlight randomly around the ally and fired the gun a few times in each spot until the clip was empty. The gun fell to the ground with a loud clatter and both men got back into the car and drove off.
0900 Hours (back to the present past...that made no sense)
InuYasha was on the third floor of the apartment complex that was across the street from the ally and he was starting to get annoyed. He had already had to talk to a crazy lady who smelled like cats, a prostitute who was staying with her "brother" for a few days, and a drunk college kid who couldn't even stand up straight. None of them had seen or heard anything last night. Now he knocked on apartment 37.
A feminine voice responded. "Who is it?"
InuYasha stood back and help his badge up to the peephole. "Police, open up. I have some questions."
There was the sound of a sliding dead bolt and the door opened up. A woman of about 23 answered the door. Her long black hair and dark brown eyes caught InuYasha's attention immediately. She smiled sweetly revealing her pearl white teeth. "Can I help you?" she asked.
InuYasha was awestruck. 'She's....she's beautiful,' he thought as he continued to stare. "Umm," InuYasha cleared his throat, "did you happen to see or hear anything suspicious last night? Anything at all."
The girl thought for a moment. "No, can't say I did. I went to sleep around 12 or so. Why?"
"There...uh...there was some kind of drug deal or something across the street in an ally. We don't know what happened. CSI can't figure it out and neither can the uniforms."
"Huh?" A puzzled look came on her face, "the uniforms?"
"Oh, they're the regular cops. I'm with the NARC division."
"Ah, I get it now. Well, I'm sorry I couldn't be of any help."
"That's OK. You're the first sane person on this floor I've talked too, and the best looking." InuYasha realized what he had said and quickly tried to apologize. "I'm...I'm...I didn't mean to..."
The girl giggled. "Don't worry. My name's Kikyo by the way."
InuYasha was dumbfounded for a moment. "My name's InuYasha," he replied finally.
Kikyo smiled. "Well, stop by any time InuYasha." And that was how InuYasha fell in love. [A.N: I'm skipping all of the romantic details and shit like that. InuYasha fell in love with Kikyo; Kikyo fell in love with InuYasha. They did stuff. Use your imaginations.].
Ten months later. An apartment complex on the West Side of Tokyo 2000 Hours
A black, unmarked van pulled up outside of the apartment complex. The side door slid open and half a dozen henchmen jumped out.
Six months earlier
InuYasha and Naraku were in their silver BMW driving to another crime scene. InuYasha didn't care. He was too busy talking about Kikyo. "I love her. I think I want to marry her or something. All I know is that she's the one for me." He was talking so fast that Naraku could barely understand him.
"Woah there. Calm down. You just met this girl four months ago. Don't get trigger happy," he chuckled.
"I can't help it! I love her!"
In the present (when I say that I mean at the apartment complex 10 months after InuYasha met Kikyo.)
The henchmen hid their handguns inside their jackets as they marched into the apartment building; they were following behind a man dressed in a black trench coat.
Five months earlier in an abandoned warehouse office 2400 Hours
A greasy Colombian opened up the suitcase and slid it across the metal table. "As you can see this ten kilos of the finest quality cocaine," he stated proudly. His gray mustache quivered as he spoke. "If everything is satisfactory I'd like to examine the money."
"Of course. Where are my manners?" The man sitting across the table picked up a suitcase that was leaning against his chair and opened it up. He opened up the suitcase, but instead of money, the man pulled out a Glock .40 from inside and let off one round into the Colombian m heart. The body slumped down in the chair as dark red blood stained the once white suit. A single henchman came into the room wearing rubber gloves. He picked up the body and began to drag it out of the room.
"His body guards have been disposed off," the henchman informed.
"Excellent. Now dispose of this body too." As soon as the henchman left with the body, Naraku pulled the case of drugs closer and began to chuckle sadistically.
In the present
The group marched up the stairs to the third floor and they all took began to take out their guns.
One days earlier. A cafe in downtown Tokyo 1200 hours
InuYasha sat down at the usual table. A few minutes later another man sat down. He was dressed in a tan trench coat with the collar turned up. He wore a baseball cap and a pair of dark sunglasses. The man's name was Voyrn and he was a connection.
"Ok, here's what's happening," his voice was hushed to a whisper, "there's some money coming into the airport three days from now. It's drug money and it might have the scent of cocaine on it. I want you to make sure that the cops overlook it."
InuYasha stared at him coldly. "Are there drugs in the case?" he demanded.
"No! I swear there aren't any drugs. Just money. I haven't tried to pull any double crosses on you before. I swear there are no drugs."
InuYasha eyed him. "Ok, a police officer will examine the suitcase, but nothing will be removed. Now what have you got for me?" he asked.
Voyrn sighed. "I could get in deep shit for this. You know your partner, Naraku?"
"Yeah, what about him." InuYasha suddenly snapped to attention.
"He...he hasn't been on vacation over the last few weeks. He's been shipping drugs. It's been going on for a while. I just found out last week."
InuYasha couldn't believe it. "Is this some sick joke?" he demanded. He was almost shouting.
Voyrn began to panic. I have some photos." He slid an envelope across the metallic table. InuYasha looked inside. Sure enough, he saw pictures of Naraku examining a briefcase with drugs in it, Naraku exchanging money, Naraku counting money, and others.
"You're coming with me to the station. Now." InuYasha was confused, angry, shocked. There were so many emotions running through his mind.
Voyrn looked at InuYasha like he was crazy. "And get arrested? Hell no."
InuYasha took his Beretta out of its holster and pointed it under the table at Voyrn. "You're coming now to give a statement.
Voyrn gulped. "Yes sir."
Present Day. Police Station 2100 Hours
There had been a citywide manhunt for Naraku for over 20 hours. InuYasha had been up all of yesterday and all of today. He was woken up when an officer tapped him on the shoulder; he had been sleeping in his office.
"Excuse me sir. There's a call for you. Line 3."
"Thank you." InuYasha picked up his phone a pressed Line 3. "Hello?"
"If you love her, how come you weren't there to protect her?" the line went dead.
Apartment Complex. 2000 Hours. (1 hour earlier)
Naraku kicked in the door of Kikyo's apartment and his henchmen rushed inside.
Apartment Complex 2130 Hours
InuYasha shoved his way past the officer at the door and into the ransacked apartment. "KIKYO!" he shouted, "WHERE ARE YOU?! KIKYO!" He fell on his knees and began to cry. Written in blood on the walls was one word, "SUPERNOVA"
One year later
One year later, the investigation for the kidnapping/murder of Kikyo was discontinued. InuYasha was reassigned to the Special Task Force along with his brother Sesshomaru. The body of Kikyo was never found and Naraku is still at large selling and buying drugs.
End of Chapter 6
Ok, so I wrote this in two days and I'm not satisfied with it. I'm putting it up anyway. I used a new style of going forwards and backwards in time like Quentin Tarantino. If you don't like it I'll rewrite it for you. Ok, flashbacks are done. Back to the main story. Hoohaa!
Authors Notes: Well, this chapter is going to be an entire flash back and I promise that everything about InuYasha's past will be explained. I'm kind of writing in Quentin Tarantino style.
Chapter 6
2 years ago
InuYasha swung his katana upward to try and block, but he wasn't fast enough. Naraku's blade was against his throat in an instant. There was a moment of dead silence that was broken when Naraku began to laugh.
"Supernova," he chuckled and he lowered the blade.
InuYasha fell to his knees; his hands trembled and he dropped his sword. "Why do you always say that?" he asked breathlessly.
Naraku smiled as he replaced the katana in its sheath. "Because the fear of dying is like a supernova in your mind. It just explodes and leaves any feeling of hope utterly destroyed. You never want to feel that, ever."
These training sessions always ended like that. InuYasha and Naraku had been honing their skills with swords since they graduated from the police academy half a year ago. InuYasha never really understood how sword- fighting skills would be important to a police officer, nor did he care.
A few days later. An ally on the West Side of Tokyo 0900 Hours
InuYasha and Naraku drove up to the crime scene just as the CSI team was leaving. There was yellow caution tape everywhere and little red cards with numbers on them at various places marking something important. One of the CSI officers was still taking pictures; he turned around when he heard InuYasha come up from behind.
"You with the NARC squad?" he asked. He didn't look like a CSI geek. He wore a pair of white Adidas, a blue pair of jeans, a dark green t-shirt, and a jean jacket; he looked more like a renegade cop from a movie who doesn't play by the rules.
InuYasha nodded. "Yeah. What did you guys come up with?"
The CSI officer looked at him with a blank expression on his face. "We don't know ourselves. There's about one kilo of spilled cocaine, a Beretta 9mm with a silencer and an empty clip, 12 bullets scattered around the place, that are all from the same gun, and tire marks. There's no blood, no other kind of bullet, no nothing. We don't know what the hell happened here."
An ally on the West Side of Tokyo 0200 Hours (we're going back in time 7 hours here people)
A black Mitsubishi Lancer pulled into the ally. The engine stopped and the head lights went out. Two men, one was tall and has greasy black hair, the other was bald and undersized. The shorter one went round to the back of the car and popped the trunk. He took out two flashlights, a small metal briefcase, and a plastic bag containing a white, sugar-like substance. He handed one flashlight to his taller partner and then proceeded to open the briefcase. The black leather of the gloves both men wore contrasted the silver briefcase. Inside there was a Beretta 9mm, a clip of bullets, and a silencer. While the short man assembled the components of the handgun, the taller man took out a switchblade and cut a hole in the plastic bag. He walked around the ally letting the substance scatter all over the ground.
"This seems like a waste of a good kilo of blow," the tall man sighed as the last of the cocaine fell out of the bag.
The shorter man looked up from his work. "Well, save some for after and we'll have it on the way back to the warehouse."
"I can't," the taller man replied, "it's all on the ground already."
"You tosser." [A.N: Yes, I realize that is British slang.] The short man stood up and slid the bolt back on the now loaded and silenced Beretta. "Stand back." He shined his flashlight randomly around the ally and fired the gun a few times in each spot until the clip was empty. The gun fell to the ground with a loud clatter and both men got back into the car and drove off.
0900 Hours (back to the present past...that made no sense)
InuYasha was on the third floor of the apartment complex that was across the street from the ally and he was starting to get annoyed. He had already had to talk to a crazy lady who smelled like cats, a prostitute who was staying with her "brother" for a few days, and a drunk college kid who couldn't even stand up straight. None of them had seen or heard anything last night. Now he knocked on apartment 37.
A feminine voice responded. "Who is it?"
InuYasha stood back and help his badge up to the peephole. "Police, open up. I have some questions."
There was the sound of a sliding dead bolt and the door opened up. A woman of about 23 answered the door. Her long black hair and dark brown eyes caught InuYasha's attention immediately. She smiled sweetly revealing her pearl white teeth. "Can I help you?" she asked.
InuYasha was awestruck. 'She's....she's beautiful,' he thought as he continued to stare. "Umm," InuYasha cleared his throat, "did you happen to see or hear anything suspicious last night? Anything at all."
The girl thought for a moment. "No, can't say I did. I went to sleep around 12 or so. Why?"
"There...uh...there was some kind of drug deal or something across the street in an ally. We don't know what happened. CSI can't figure it out and neither can the uniforms."
"Huh?" A puzzled look came on her face, "the uniforms?"
"Oh, they're the regular cops. I'm with the NARC division."
"Ah, I get it now. Well, I'm sorry I couldn't be of any help."
"That's OK. You're the first sane person on this floor I've talked too, and the best looking." InuYasha realized what he had said and quickly tried to apologize. "I'm...I'm...I didn't mean to..."
The girl giggled. "Don't worry. My name's Kikyo by the way."
InuYasha was dumbfounded for a moment. "My name's InuYasha," he replied finally.
Kikyo smiled. "Well, stop by any time InuYasha." And that was how InuYasha fell in love. [A.N: I'm skipping all of the romantic details and shit like that. InuYasha fell in love with Kikyo; Kikyo fell in love with InuYasha. They did stuff. Use your imaginations.].
Ten months later. An apartment complex on the West Side of Tokyo 2000 Hours
A black, unmarked van pulled up outside of the apartment complex. The side door slid open and half a dozen henchmen jumped out.
Six months earlier
InuYasha and Naraku were in their silver BMW driving to another crime scene. InuYasha didn't care. He was too busy talking about Kikyo. "I love her. I think I want to marry her or something. All I know is that she's the one for me." He was talking so fast that Naraku could barely understand him.
"Woah there. Calm down. You just met this girl four months ago. Don't get trigger happy," he chuckled.
"I can't help it! I love her!"
In the present (when I say that I mean at the apartment complex 10 months after InuYasha met Kikyo.)
The henchmen hid their handguns inside their jackets as they marched into the apartment building; they were following behind a man dressed in a black trench coat.
Five months earlier in an abandoned warehouse office 2400 Hours
A greasy Colombian opened up the suitcase and slid it across the metal table. "As you can see this ten kilos of the finest quality cocaine," he stated proudly. His gray mustache quivered as he spoke. "If everything is satisfactory I'd like to examine the money."
"Of course. Where are my manners?" The man sitting across the table picked up a suitcase that was leaning against his chair and opened it up. He opened up the suitcase, but instead of money, the man pulled out a Glock .40 from inside and let off one round into the Colombian m heart. The body slumped down in the chair as dark red blood stained the once white suit. A single henchman came into the room wearing rubber gloves. He picked up the body and began to drag it out of the room.
"His body guards have been disposed off," the henchman informed.
"Excellent. Now dispose of this body too." As soon as the henchman left with the body, Naraku pulled the case of drugs closer and began to chuckle sadistically.
In the present
The group marched up the stairs to the third floor and they all took began to take out their guns.
One days earlier. A cafe in downtown Tokyo 1200 hours
InuYasha sat down at the usual table. A few minutes later another man sat down. He was dressed in a tan trench coat with the collar turned up. He wore a baseball cap and a pair of dark sunglasses. The man's name was Voyrn and he was a connection.
"Ok, here's what's happening," his voice was hushed to a whisper, "there's some money coming into the airport three days from now. It's drug money and it might have the scent of cocaine on it. I want you to make sure that the cops overlook it."
InuYasha stared at him coldly. "Are there drugs in the case?" he demanded.
"No! I swear there aren't any drugs. Just money. I haven't tried to pull any double crosses on you before. I swear there are no drugs."
InuYasha eyed him. "Ok, a police officer will examine the suitcase, but nothing will be removed. Now what have you got for me?" he asked.
Voyrn sighed. "I could get in deep shit for this. You know your partner, Naraku?"
"Yeah, what about him." InuYasha suddenly snapped to attention.
"He...he hasn't been on vacation over the last few weeks. He's been shipping drugs. It's been going on for a while. I just found out last week."
InuYasha couldn't believe it. "Is this some sick joke?" he demanded. He was almost shouting.
Voyrn began to panic. I have some photos." He slid an envelope across the metallic table. InuYasha looked inside. Sure enough, he saw pictures of Naraku examining a briefcase with drugs in it, Naraku exchanging money, Naraku counting money, and others.
"You're coming with me to the station. Now." InuYasha was confused, angry, shocked. There were so many emotions running through his mind.
Voyrn looked at InuYasha like he was crazy. "And get arrested? Hell no."
InuYasha took his Beretta out of its holster and pointed it under the table at Voyrn. "You're coming now to give a statement.
Voyrn gulped. "Yes sir."
Present Day. Police Station 2100 Hours
There had been a citywide manhunt for Naraku for over 20 hours. InuYasha had been up all of yesterday and all of today. He was woken up when an officer tapped him on the shoulder; he had been sleeping in his office.
"Excuse me sir. There's a call for you. Line 3."
"Thank you." InuYasha picked up his phone a pressed Line 3. "Hello?"
"If you love her, how come you weren't there to protect her?" the line went dead.
Apartment Complex. 2000 Hours. (1 hour earlier)
Naraku kicked in the door of Kikyo's apartment and his henchmen rushed inside.
Apartment Complex 2130 Hours
InuYasha shoved his way past the officer at the door and into the ransacked apartment. "KIKYO!" he shouted, "WHERE ARE YOU?! KIKYO!" He fell on his knees and began to cry. Written in blood on the walls was one word, "SUPERNOVA"
One year later
One year later, the investigation for the kidnapping/murder of Kikyo was discontinued. InuYasha was reassigned to the Special Task Force along with his brother Sesshomaru. The body of Kikyo was never found and Naraku is still at large selling and buying drugs.
End of Chapter 6
Ok, so I wrote this in two days and I'm not satisfied with it. I'm putting it up anyway. I used a new style of going forwards and backwards in time like Quentin Tarantino. If you don't like it I'll rewrite it for you. Ok, flashbacks are done. Back to the main story. Hoohaa!