Oh yeah, I don't own Inuyasha. I guess dreams really don't come true. 'Sigh.'
A/N: I would like to thank all who reviewed my first chapter: highpockets, scorpion's lady, tearsofacresant, JoWashington, LynGreenTea, FieryInferno, Blue Rhapsody3, puffishigh789, pure-sweet, and venuserenade.
On with the story...
Chapter 2: What Did Happen
(One month earlier)
Sesshomaru stepped out of the hotel on a clear night in some worn out clothes for a short jog. He needed to relieve some stress, because his day was not a productive one. His whole day was spent missing the person he was seeking. Each time he thought he made it, the person had somehow all ready left. Luckily, he was able to get a hand on an itinerary for the next two days of this person's busy life. Sighing, 'Maybe tomorrow I'll have better luck.' With that last thought, he went for his jog.
At the local park, he made quick work of the well-worn trail, and briefly rested on a bench. As he sat there, more thoughts filtered through his mind. 'Did I make the right choice in leaving home and coming here? Will this person even be happy to see me? Does this person even want to see me?' A few more similar questions came to mind, until a noise broke him out of his reverie.
Carefully listening for the noise again, he slowly went to where the sounds were coming from. What he saw there startled and horrified him. There were four teenage boys writhing on the ground and gagging on their own blood. Within seconds of arriving to the disturbing scene, the boys were dead.
He stood there shocked and unsure what to do next. He could smell a bitter scent in the air, and wondered if that had to do with the boys' death. Uncertain and afraid it could affect him, Sesshomaru started to back away from the gruesome sight.
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(Ten minutes earlier)
Three men sat in a black-colored van scanning the area of the park for potential specimens. They were sent by their boss to find young adults that society did not care for (drug addicts, petty thieves, etc.) or ones who were runaways. With no one to care if these people went missing, they became the perfect test subjects.
Coming across the monitor in the van were four teenage boys. They had alcoholic beverages in their hands, as well as some drug paraphernalia. They were also dressed in torn pants and shirts.
"I do believe they fall under the category of potential specimens." One man happily told to the others. They nodded in agreement.
"Maybe we should try the poisons on them." Another commented.
"No one has survived the poisons yet. Are you sure we should continue testing it on individuals?" The third man wondered.
"Guys, you know how the doctor is. He's a determined man with his projects. We need to find someone who can survive it, so the doctor can reach the top level in his experiments. And you know what that means?" They eagerly agreed when they each thought of the benefits. "Very well, send the poisons."
A small pebble-sized ball landed by the four boys and released the noxious gas in the air surrounding them. The men waited in anticipation and hope that one of the four would survive the poisons. The hope was dashed away however, when the boys began to convulse and gag on their blood. Disappointment filled the van when they all collapsed to the ground (oddly there was no remorse for the boys' lost lives).
One man maintained watch over the monitor. He picked up a shadow in the corner of the screen, and soon discovered it was a young man. He moved the camera on the van to follow him as he stepped back onto the lighted path. The blond man was wearing faded sweats and a faded long-sleeved shirt with old running shoes. 'I bet he picked those up at a local shelter.' Even though the young man was back on the path, he was too shocked to move from what he had just seen.
Realization dawned on the covert man that the blond one was not affected by the gas. "Guys! Guys, look! This guy isn't dying from the poisons." The other two returned their eyes to the monitor and saw the same thing.
"Wait! Let's not start jumping for joy yet, since we know the poisons dissipate after three minutes. Distribute another vial just to be sure." The man running their little unit ordered.
After the vial was set loose, they observed the screen with keen eyes.
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Sesshomaru was brought out of his stupor by a faint hissing noise. He looked to the ground as a little ball released the same bitter scent he smelled moments ago into the atmosphere. He became aware too late that this same smell killed those boys, and it could kill him too. Coughing a few times, he decided to run for it before he became another victim.
Not long into his dash away from the dead bodies, a black van suddenly appeared right in front of him, and two men barged from it. Weakened all ready from the gas, he could do no more than a little struggle as the men grabbed a hold of him. He saw one of them had a needle, and before he could protest the needle was jabbed into his thigh. Feeling the effects of the injection immediately, Sesshomaru fell into the arms of his captors. His last coherent thought before complete unconsciousness was 'What's going to happen to me?'
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The two men dragged the young blond male back to the van. As soon as he was secured, they began the journey back to the facility. Excitement filled each man with the accomplishment they attained for their boss.
"I can't believe we found someone. I think we'll be getting a nice bonus in our next paychecks." One of them beamed.
"Oh, yes. I can all ready see what I'll be doing with my bonus." The driver said with a dreamy expression on his face.
The leader of the unit pondered something else, "I wonder what the Doc is going to do with him. All we know is that he's going to be creating the next level, but what is exactly the next level? We've seen the others, so what more can he do?" They sat quietly as they traveled, each immersed with their own ideas. He spoke again, breaking the silence, "Well, I guess it doesn't really matter. We're only paid to bring them in, and that's all I'm going to worry about for now." He stood up and headed over to the console with the surveillance equipment. "I better call the Doc up and tell him the good news."
For several minutes, he talked in hushed tones informing the doctor of their success. When he was done, he told the others how the doctor was pleased, and that they would definitely be receiving a nice reward for a job well done.
They continued on their way to the private airport that the Boss owned. The trip there consisted of ensuring that their 'patient' was sedated and making sure they were not followed. When they arrived to the designated helicopter used for bringing test subjects, they hurriedly brought the blond male aboard and fastened him in. Soon they were up in the air and heading to their destination.
The Island.
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The helicopter touched down on the landing pad with ease. Three of the four occupants were glad they returned not empty-handed, while the other was oblivious to his surroundings. They exited the copter, and brought the 'patient' to the medical lab. As soon as they entered, the unconscious male was wheeled away.
A middle-aged man they recognized as the head doctor came over to them. "I want to congratulate you gentlemen on an excellent job done. Not only did you bring someone who survived the poisons, but you brought someone who is young, male, and looks healthy and strong. He is a perfect candidate for the top level of what I want to create." The last sentence was said to himself, but the three men heard it.
The leader of the unit had to know. "What will you do to him, and what exactly is the top level?" He saw the glare the doctor gave him, so he quickly added, "If I may ask. You don't need to tell us anything, Doc."
"That's correct, I don't. But since you have brought a fine specimen, I will impart to you only a tidbit of what I shall do." Three pairs of ears anxiously listened. "Before I perform the experiment, I must make certain he is healthy in order to endure it. I do not doubt you gentlemen brought me a weak individual; I just do not want any failures. For the experiment itself, you should know what it consists of, since I had you searching for someone to survive it."
"The poisons." They murmured together.
With a smirk, "Exactly, I knew you weren't idiots. That is all I will tell for now, because if the young man does not live during the process, I do not want anyone to know what I'm trying to accomplish. Understood?" Three heads nodded. "Good. Now get of here, so I can begin. Don't forget to pick up your paychecks." They turned around to leave, but were stopped again. "Gentlemen, if he does become what I want or even more, there will be another bonus for each of you. Good night to you all." The doctor left behind three dumbfounded men.
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For his experiment to continue without any hassle, the doctor placed the blond male in a sleep-induced coma. After a week of specific and extensive testing, he declared the young man healthy and fit for his scientific venture.
During the next three weeks, the doctor introduced treatments slowly and gradually into the male's body. With what he wanted to achieve, he needed to put the doses in precise intervals and let it work its course for an allotted time before the next dose was administered.
When the treatment was over, he placed the young man in a quarantined room and ordered three of his associate doctors to observe him while he conducted his other duties at the facility. He figured the male would be out for at least a week, so he had nothing to worry about since the others would let him know of any problems.
What he didn't count on was the young man waking up earlier than anticipated and causing havoc in his lab.
By the time he arrived on the scene, he took matters into own hands. He grabbed a dart gun and prepared to fire, but took a moment to watch his test subject. Awe and enthusiasm filled his being that his little project was better than expected.
Shaking out of his daze, he shot the non-lethal weapon several times. After the male collapsed, he approached his perfect specimen who was watching him with weary eyes. When he got close enough, he heard a whisper of 'why.'
The doctor could not help himself but laugh. The young man had no idea what was in-store for him.
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A/N: Well, I hope you liked that. I purposely didn't reveal the doctor's or the boss' name just yet. You'll get the doctor's name next chapter. Also, Sesshomaru will wake up, and he'll find himself in a certain predicament, as well as some answers. Oh yeah, I'm not going to reveal just yet who he was looking for. You can guess, but doesn't mean I'm going to tell. Tee-hee. It may seem odd that he referred to the person in his own mind as 'this person.' I did that purposely, because he's not sure if this person would accept him, so he doesn't want to get attached by giving a name or a specific he or she. And there's more to Sesshomaru than his good looks. Hopefully you'll stick around to find out.
JoWashington: Kagome will either show up next chapter or the following one. No, she will not be rescuing him, like Jane did Tarzan in that WB show. She's all ready there on the Island, and that's all I'm going to say for now. And about A Single Spark, I didn't even know it went down until I read it from a different author on this site. I heard it should be back up in 2006 (which sucks!). Well, that's life for you.
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