Sorry that this chapter is late. I forgot I had to gather information for an essay I'm writing. Anyway, I will not really incorporate a lot of my OC characters. I know people hate it when their in stories. But these people are her teachers.

Chapter 6

Venom

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha.

1431...1432...1433...1434...1435...

Kagome counted off as she did push ups. Sweat poured down her face, stinging her eyes. Her muscles ached from fatigue. But she couldn't stop. Not now, not ever. If she did, she would lose. That was the way Kagome had been programmed.

She had been living at the Academy for three years now. She woke up at dawn, and went to bed at approximately midnight. Her motivation was to become a real assassin. Kagome's spirit had not been broken, but pushed back so far into her mind she sometimes forgot it even existed. She merely lived, learning her lessons from stricken teachers.

Leah taught her how to run, how to use her muscles for maximum efficiency. Aiden taught Kagome the art of street fighting, trash talking, and how to look after herself in the city. Aaralyn taught her the ways of spying, the equipment, the skills. She taught Kagome how to remain calm during an interrogation. Rhys, of course, taught her all she needed to know about poisons and explosives. And after the small incident where Kagome almost dropped some hydrochloric acid on him, they got along okay. As long as Kagome was quiet at all times and did exactly what she was told, she was fine.

Leila taught Kagome how to hide her feelings, how to put up masks, and how to use a sniper rifle. They got along fairly well, and Kagome even got Leila to smile once. Well, considering the fact that Leila practically worshiped the Dark Flame, that was to be expected. Lilith schooled her in the ways of seductiveness, and how to kick ass while wearing a mini skirt and stilettos. While they moderately disliked each other, their banter was friendly, and they eventually grew to be, in an optimistic point of view, friends. Jibril, while unknowingly, showed her how to deal with an idiot.

But Kagome's favorite classes were with Sachiel. He was the nicest to her, and his classes were the most fun. He trained her in whatever he felt like, particularly stealth and weapons. He was like a brother to her, and Kagome loved him dearly.

Of course, Sam taught her how to control her Dark Flame. She had burns and scars throughout her body from this. Kagome was only ten, and already considered human life to be worthless.

1997...1998...1999...2000...Done!

Kagome pushed herself off the ground with a triumphant smirk. While her arms ached, her mind was completely fresh. She had been solving her calculus problems while she did push ups, storing them in her mind to later write down.

After she rested for a moment, Kagome set off to do a ten mile, uphill run.

"Who's the best? I am! Who's the best! I am!" She chanted as she jogged. Jibril, who had been walking by at the time, smirked.

"Don't get to cocky, brat." He teased. Kagome spun around and glared at him.

"Don't make me char your ass!" She responded, narrowing her eyes dangerously.

"Peace, Peace." He waved his arms frantically, not wanting to get another singed ass.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." She grinned at him, and flashed the peace sign.

"Don't forget, my dear mockingbird, that there are always going to be people better than you." A clear, soft voice reprimanded form beside her.

"EEK! SACHIEL! I WILL KILL YOU!" Kagome screamed, jumping to the side and throwing a punch to his face.

Sachiel merely evaded her fist and smirked, before melting back into the shadows.

"Ugh."

And so the years passed.

four years later

"Kagome. I have need of you."

Said girl ran to Sam's office panting. Kagome slid to a halt, her feet sliding but making no noise.

Sam sat at his desk, unsmiling, an uncommon, serious look upon his face.

"Yes, sir!" The fourteen year old girl saluted, understanding that now was not the time to joke.

"I have a mission for you. The details are as followed...,"

Kagome stood in front of a tall building. Two fences lined the property, with electrocuted barbed wire strung along them. She tucked her long, braided ebony hair into a neat bun, placing a black silk/spandex mask over it. She wore a form-fitting silk body suit, with black rubber soled combat boots. Kagome had blacked silk stockings over these to make them especially quiet.

She grabbed a long, black cord from her uniform. Deeming it secure, Kagome tied a sturdy rock to the end of it and threw it, watching in satisfaction while it wrapped around the second fence. She wasn't stupid, she knew the space in between the two fences was probably pressure sensitive.

Grabbing hold of the support beam, she hauled herself on top of the first bench, being careful not to touch the wire. After a moments silence to catch her breath and still her beating heart, Kagome slid onto the cord. She slowly inched her way across it, excruciatingly aware of sweat dripping down her face. Finally, Kagome bumped into something. The other fence.

AN: SORRY IT'S SO SHORT! A lot of shit has been happening to me lately.