"Thank you..thank you for saving me!" he cried, holding onto her waist, covering him in blood. "Oh! You've been hurt!" He said, pulling a bloody hand from around her.
She looked down at the blood on the boy's hand and shrugged. she hadn't even noticed. "It's not that bad." she said, leading the way out into the red mooned night. She caught sight of a dark figure in a side alley and walked toward him.
"I have the package." she said, pushing the boy toward the shadow wrapped man.
He handed her another envilope and bowed his thanks before she left him standing in the drizzling rain that had just begun.
As she arrived at the next block, the warehouse exploded into flames, incinerating the dead.
She stuffed the envilope in her pocket, not even bothering to check it's contents. Ayame knew better than to try to shaft her.
She stopped at the intersection of maine and 100 street. Her house was to the left, but someone was waiting on the sidewalk outside of her gate.
She tried to see who it was, but the pouring rain was impossible to see through.
She walked forward, one hand on the gun inside of her sleeve, placed there for easy access.
She passed the girl in the darkness, but was caught from behind when she placed a knife against her throat. "You messed with the wrong bitch!" she hissed in Kagome's ear.
Kagome said nothing, just stood there patiently, but verry aware of the sharp blade at her jugular. "Please remove your blade." she asked, looking at the girl out of the corner of her eye.
"I think not." the girl laughed. "Come to the warehouse district in two hours if you want to see your family again." She hissed in kagome's ear before a blunt object was rammed into the base of Kagome's skull, knocking her out.
She woke a few minutes later, her head pounding viciously.
That bitch would pay. She looked at her watch, two hours..midnight.
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Kagome looked at the black ebony chest. She eyed the mace carefully, it's rusted spikes were a good weapon even if it didn't kill.
The katana and bladed whip were her favorites, but she needed weapons.
She picked the hidden daggars, leaf bladed throwing knives, chains, the whip, and a few fire bombs and loaded up.
When she walked out, she was about fifty pounds heavier, but that didn't matter. she felt better with the weight on her than without.
The bullet riddled leather flapped in the breeze as lightning flashed across the sky.
she was feeling a bit sick, but it was always like this after a hit. She hadn't bothered to call for backup, it was following her. It was standard procedure for one agent to be followed to prevent disaster.
She stopped in the center of the warehouse district, closed her eyes listening. "Well well, she showed up after all, Kikyou." Came a deep voice. "I told you she would, Muso." came the wench's voice.
"Where's my family?" Kagome demanded, gripping the hilt of the daggar tightly.
"When we're finished with you, you won't care!" the whore said, sardonically.
"You will die tonight." Kagome swore.
"We'll see." Kikyou said, her teeth gleaming ferally in the shadows. "June!" she called.
A tall, warehouse worker with a gun stepped out from behind her, the gun pointed at Kagome's eye. Kagome grinned. She knew she should have brought a gun. oh well. She would just have to make due.
She raced to the right, then to the left, constantly racing toward Kikyou and the men around her.
A bullet slammed into her shoulder, and she ignored the pain. "You're mine!" Kagome shouted, racing for Kikyou.
"June, Kill her." Kikyou said, turning back toward the alley.
Kagome was getting out of breath, so she stopped running and brought out the whip. She caught Kikyou by the hair and cut most of it off in a rugged line. She screamed in horror, reaching back for her once long and 'glorious' hair.
She turned the whip on the men standing before her, guns drawn and pointed at her. She cut many throats with one flick of her wrist. She used several of the leaf bladed knives as they fired shots at her that she didn't feel. she tackled June, slitting his throat with her favorite blade. He gurgled and his blood sprayed over her face and body.
"Die." she hissed, before getting off of the dying man. she panted, looking around the warehouse district for any living people and he found one.
she picked him up by the throat and slammed him against the wall with her good arm. "Where is my family?" she demanded, her brown eyes boring into his .
"I...I don't know! We didn't get anywhere near them. When we got there they weren't there! We..we blocked the roads off so they couldn't get home until you got here! I swear! That's all we know!" He said, shaking.
"WHo ordered the capture of my family?" She demanded, slamming him harder against the wall. "If you tell me i won't kill you." she said, deciding to play the generous host.
"Blood! Blood ordered it! We don't know his real nam, but we just call him blood. That's all i know about him!" he screamed, trying to struggle away from her.
"Fine." she said, swinging a punch to his temple that would put him in a hospital for a month, but he would live.
As she walked away from the bloody area, the world swayed and she had to brace herself against the wall.
Suddenly the world turned black around her and the ground rose up to meet her.
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Inuyasha watched as the pink haired girl feinted from blood loss. The wounds she had recieved were serious and needed attention.
He knelt over her, stared at her doll like features, altered and distorted by ear peircings and a pale, crescent moon tatoo on the back of her neck.
He tried to wake her up, but it didn't work. He groaned, rolled his eyes and picked her up.
He watched her carefully as he carried her the few blocks to Kaede's house.
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sorry, i'm dizzy, would you rather me pass out and possibly delete this story or what?
Death is an art. -me!.
