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Chapter 1: Escape

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My eyes slowly opened.

The scenery was the same; a dimly lit hallway filled with the cages that contained the other captives. The stench of blood that hung in the air like a thick fog enveloped me. My cheek was pressed against the soulless, dirty, steel floor of the cage.

Whether it was night or day? I had no idea. Time was foreign here, you didn't need it. Most of us hardly remembered what time actually was. The days – which we were all so unaware of – passed swiftly and eventually became months. I had no need of a clock, nor a calendar. I had no idea of the time of day, what day it was, or even my own age.

It was all unnecessary. The only moment where time became necessary?

…Death.

What mattered here was survival. On the outside, people spoke of living, not surviving, but they didn't understand. In order to live, you must survive first.

I gave a deep sigh. I know my fate should be to grow old and die here. Everyone stuck in these cages knew it and they accepted it. They thought it better than being tortured for a few days then slowly dying.

Me?

Well I thought differently. Escape had been on my mind since I'd arrived, but it only took moments for me to make the conclusion that only someone truly special and truly lucky could manage it.

For as long as I'd been here I only now realized something: I was special. Me. It sounds arrogant, but he would never let anyone ordinary be in his murderous ranks. This meant I was special, I was better! All my life I'd been trained to murder and obey, for his cause. Lust and ambition burned within me. They simmered just below the surface so that no one could see.

I had trained with him and his loyalists. I knew how they fought, I knew their weaknesses, and I knew the passageways in the upper part of this "facility". All that was left was to formulate a plan…

It didn't take long. I'd decided to observe to routine and any changes in it. Even now…I knew the steps.

One: I would awaken and listen to the usual chatter between the cages

Two: The door at the left of the hall would open

Three: An ugly bastard would go down the row and throw each of us some old, nasty meat.

Four: He would go out through the same door he came in.

It was simple, but very telling. If there was any deviation from this routine I'd be aware of it and I'd analyze it thoroughly. Even if that bastard had a friend or two with him I would listen to their banter. Usually it was about the hottest bitch they'd raped, but sometimes it led to other interesting discoveries.

I even listened to their snide remarks at us in the cages. Normally it didn't lean any differently than: "You mother fuckas, how's it feel to be in 'ere while we have all the hot bitches?" However their taunts often held clues.

Today it was no different. The same ugly bastard came through the door, but this time he had two friends with him. I was laying in the opposite direction, but my ears were angled towards them. The hungry men in their cages made noises of excitement at the prospect of food. It became loud, but they were talking about him. The master. Satan.

That should've been normal, but they were complaining about "why he would do that" and something about an "experiment failure" and he "should just give up".

I sat up as much as the cage would allow and turned my head in their direction. The ugly bastard came to my cage with his friends and stopped to stare at me. "Well, lookie 'ere. Inuyasha the boss gots something planned for you today." My ears twitched. On the outside I looked calm – I was staring into his eyes- but on the inside I felt anxious.

"What, ya ain't got nothin' else to say?" He asked obviously trying to stimulate some sort of immature response. I kept on staring. "Strange bastard." He muttered before throwing the meat into the cage.

"Ugly bastard!" I thought with the roll of my eyes.

The Master had plans for me today? That didn't bode well. Ordinarily I would've eaten the meat to keep my strength up, but today was different. How did I know that it wasn't drugged? With suspicion so thick in the air that I almost looked behind me, I tossed the meat out of the cage. The only thing I could do was wait.

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They eventually came for me. Them, the "doctors"…Satan's servants. "Here, Inuyasha, it's okay, boy." Cooed one of them. He was a tall, blond haired man. This man was my usual "doctor" he performed routine examinations and experiments on me before I had "failed".

He had some of his assistants with him, all dressed in the same long, soulless, white lab coat. I obediently walked out as they opened they cage door. It didn't take long for them to attach a steel collar around my throat and a bit in my mouth. I hated them, I hated their cooing, and I hated what they had turned me into.

Despite the simmering hatred, I followed them down the hallway, ignoring the jeers of the others in their cages.

Whatever thing they injected me with was obviously canine. This did not mean I liked being treated like a dog. I inwardly glowered.

As I followed the facility became cleaner and brighter, you'd think that meant the people you encountered were nicer. Nope. It just meant they were more loyal than those like me. Once again they brought me to the familiar room. The walls were blinding white, the floor was a cold blue and white linoleum and in the center was the same steel lab table.

Without having to be told I hopped up on it. "Hello, Inuyasha how are you today?" Greeted one of them. "Fine." I gave a quiet response. My ears flicked at the sound of Blondie (whose name I forgot for the moment) tinkering with some tools behind me.

Honestly, I wasn't sure why I was here. The doctors always had a friendly disposition, but truth be told the only reason they were here was because their experiments weren't seen as acceptable in the "real" world. There was some suspicion on my part, and I knew that it was wise to trust my instincts.

Once everything was together Blondie wasted no time in checking my ears, lungs, and throat. "At least he's still easy to work with." Said one of them. "Yes, he's certainly a good animal. Shame, he's considered a failure" I clenched my teeth at the word animal…I was not a goddamn animal!

"Well, Naraku wants blood so, everyone, hold him down." That was Blondie again. Four of his assistants came over and put as much force on me as they could. I began to growl and struggle. The master wanted my blood? For what? He'd considered me a failure, but obviously since I wasn't dead he'd found some use for me.

The doctors said it was just my blood they wanted, but I didn't trust it. Some man was holding my neck and keeping me from seeing behind me. The needle wasn't in yet, but I knew it was very near my skin.

Then they pressed to cold object into my veins. It didn't hurt so much anymore, but the chill and the thought of it being in me made me yelp. The doctors yelled at me to calm down, but I didn't, my struggles became more frantic. My resentment was giving me more strength, and in a swift motion I had pushed them off me.

They had landed in different sections of the room. I wasn't sure why anyone thought they could hold me. Perhaps it was because they had begun to trust me, or perhaps it was because they thought I had lost my fighting spirit that had made me infamous here. Oh, how very wrong they were.

Everything that happened next was almost a blur. I scanned the room, and saw my file lying on a counter by a sink. I didn't know what was in it, and because of that I had to take it.

I grabbed it in my mouth and burst through the doors, running on all fours. I didn't look behind me; I just let my body move along the familiar sections of the facility. The horrified gasps of the ones I passed didn't faze me. Nothing was going to stop me now. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins, I was moving so fast I felt like I was flying.

I barreled through anything in my path as the blinding, white lights of the place dimmed and the natural light of the outside was being used more and more. I saw the entrance to the place.

My eyes widened and a smile graced my features. I was almost there! I bent my head down and burst through the glass doors.

I couldn't believe it…I was free!

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I sat in my comfortably dark office filling out papers that would approve my latest deal. I calmly pushed the glasses back up the bridge of my nose. Then I heard it…

A knock on the door.

"Come in!" I ordered, with slight irritation. I looked up as a battered looking blond, man entered my domain. My eyes widened slightly in surprise. It was my chief surgeon Dr. Kurosaki.

"What the hell happened to you?" I raised a brow.

"N-Naraku, I-Inuyasha escaped. We tried to c-catch him, but, he moved too fast." That should've fazed me, but all I could do was give a wide smile. I wasn't surprised; in fact I'd expected this. Inuyasha was always much the best.

"You didn't bring in the extra guards like I told you?" He opened his mouth to speak, then promptly closed it and hung his head down in shame. "Of course you didn't. You're an insignificant prick aren't you? You're lucky you're one of the best I've got or else I'd make an experiment out of you." I didn't yell, there was no need to. He knew of my power and what I could do.

For the moment I took my attention back to the papers. This man was a failure; he could wait for me to finish more important matters.

"Would you like me to call the-" I raised a hand.

"No."

"But Naraku, Inuyasha is-"

"I don't care. He's escaped, right? Why should I waste my time and money trying to get him back so soon? Let's see what he does." Obviously Dr. Kurosaki didn't understand me, I liked it that way and he didn't need to understand I did. Meager humans like him had no need to.

"Oh don't fret doctor." I stood up and began to stroll towards him "You see, I know Inuyasha. He thinks he's normal and still has rights as a human. But, he is very wrong. It won't take long for him to fuck up and when he does I will be the one to exterminate the problem. No matter how far away he is, Inuyasha is still very much ours.

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This turned out longer than I expected it to ( and it's not even that long ).

I like how this chapter began, but the middle not so much. I also found it hard to write from Naraku's point of view without being to vague or giving everything away. One think I want you all to think about is why Inuyasha's escape was so easy…

Till next time…

Stay beautiful, be safe, howl with your packs, and win all your races.

-Wolfjockey