InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ An Unrevealed Secret, A Hidden Past ❯ The Black Book and a Disturbing Transformation ( Chapter 13 )

An Unrevealed Secret, A Hidden Past

Chapter Thirteen:

The Black Bookand a Disturbing Transformation

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There was a long pause, until Kaede's shaky voice broke it.

"What is a gun?" she asked. Kagome ignored her. The only coherent thought was that she knew what a gun WAS *and* she HAD one, which was bad. How was she supposed to figure all of this out? Suddenly, she got an idea. The book!

She picked it up again, and opened it up, squinting by the light of the moon.

ENTRY ONE:

Dad made me start this journal. He said he would give me something to do. Well, today I started my training. First I am supposed to learn martial arts and fighting techniques then I will learn how to work weapons. Sometimes I'm glad that I am the daughter of someone like him. I get to do stuff other kids can only dream about. I wonder when I'll get to kill.

ENTRY TWELVE:

I cut myself with a knife today. That why I have that little scar on my jaw. (Kagome traced her jawline with tentative fingers, feeling a small, barely detectable lump hidden there) Dad was mad at me, said I'd never become a real assassin. I'll show him. Once I get my first job, then he'll see how wrong he was. Everyone else thinks I'm good. All I need to know now is how to handle a gun - I'm gonna get my own soon - then I can go out on my own personalized training course.

ENTRY TWENTY:

I finished the course today. I got a good score and I reckon Dad is dumbfounded. That's what the asshole gets for looking down on me. I like training to kill and it's getting closer to my first mission.

ENTRY FOURTY:

Dad gave me my mission. I am supposed to kill a FBI agent who found out about us and is supposed to blab all of our secrets to the press in a month, but we have to make sure he is annihilated by then. I am gonna sneak in, shoot him, and get it over with. Hopefully I won't get caught. Dad said I should do it alone, and call for backup if I get into trouble.

ENRTY FOURTY FIVE:

It's the day before my mission. I am excited. I am going to do the plan I made, no one else's, then maybe I'll get proper respect around here.

That was her last entry. Kagome stared in shock at the book, tears collecting at the corners of her eyes. She was an ASSASSIN? TO KILL PEOPLE! That was her exciting past? She was trained to steal someone's life! No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! It couldn't be it, everything was going so well. But what happened? Did she actually kill someone? She closed her eyes, and a flashback came to her.

[Note, I am not writing this in flashback version, merely a recap of what happened and why she washed up on a beach]

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Kagome got to drive her Harley Davidson to the guy's mansion. According to his files and her Dad, he was a pretty laid back man, with low security and was slightly touched in the head. She had on her favorite, sporty backpack, equipped with a small, five inch gun, her diary, a scrunchie to pull back her hair, and a knife, which was hidden in a tiny compartment. Her dad had been proud and hugged her when she kicked up the kickstand and revved up her bike. He had given her a small walkie talkie and a cell phone in case she needed backup.

She had been driving down the road, happily, trying to keep her mind on her mission. Sherman wouldn't know what hit him. If her gun wasn't inaccessible, she still had her knife and herself, and she knew the weak spots in the human body.

Finally, Kagome arrived in front of an old Victorian style mansion by the sea. In fact, he had a whole entire beach to himself. She parked her bike in front of the house, and she ran quickly, knee high black boots clicking against the cement. The door was unlocked. Unsuspicious, she grabbed her gun, twirled the doorknob, and went in. She made sure she was quiet, and the creaking of wooden planks behind her made her jump.

"Looking for me?" It was Sherman, standing behind her. She whirled and growled, taking in his thin, wiry form kissed by silvery moonlight.

"You," she breathed, eyes narrowing. Now her gun was aimed at his chest.

"You must have thought you got me, when you looked me up, my files I mean. I am, smarter than your average man, and you, my girl, were trying to take me out of the picture, am I correct? You'll find that with the push of this button, you will get overrun with FBI agents, and your father's business will be in shambles. I'll get paid billions."

"Not if I have a say in it, you stinking piece of scum! As soon as I pull this damn trigger-" To her surprise, he chuckled softly.

"Do not think I am not armed. In fact, I have thought out of your demise for quite some time. I knew that you would be coming soon. And," he continued, voice dripping with malice. "If I have my way, when Naraku comes by, he'll find your mangled body on the ground, courtesy of Radar." Before she could do anything, a huge, shaggy figure charged for her, ripping into her leg. There was a cry of pain.

Kagome regained consciousness. She was bound to a chair with thick ropes and her backpack lay uselessly at her feet. Sherman stood, smiling at her, a huge, bear-like dog growling at her, also.

"You never had a chance, with the mere push of this button," he indicated to a small cell phone. "You'll get a life sentence for attempted murder."

"Didn't you already say that?" she spat.

"Well, I need to stay awake, and grab a cup of coffee. Then the fun will begin. Radar, keep an eye on her." Kagome glared at the dog. It glared back. She found that her legs were free, and lifted the strap of her backpack with her foot, and her small cell fell out. Smiling, Kagome pressed the button with the heel of her shoe.

*&*&

There was blood everywhere. Her father's people and the FBI arrived at the same time and a battle raged on. Violent gunshots, screams of pain, the thumping of bodies, and the occasional whimpers of Radar who hide under the stairs.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. A man, Agent Twenty, she guessed by his sandy colored hair, crawled up to her, clutching a large gnash in his stomach.

"Kagome. . .You must leave this place. Leave, and don't come back. This may be the end for us. Just run free and don't look back," he spluttered, grabbing a large knife from his pocket, beginning to hack at the ropes.

"But what about you and your injuries?" she asked.

"I won't live. Many of us will die. Naraku only cares about your safety. Find a way to escape, please. . .for us. . ." Kagome willed herself not to cry. She hadn't for years, and just bit her lip, and nodded fiercely, as the last of her ropes fell.

"Arigato," she mumbled, and was about to sneak off in the thick of things when Sherman's whiny voice rang out.

"THERE SHE IS BOYS! DON'T LET HER ESCAPE!" There were strangled cries and Kagome turned to see at least twenty five men rushing for her. The doors were blocked. The only way out was through the window and they were several stories in the air. She didn't want to die, so she scooped up her back, ran to the window, broke it and jumped out, cutting herself in the process. Then, she fell into the roaring waves.

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Kagome woke, to find herself floating in the ocean. It was dark outside. She was hungry. Lost. Scared. And in pain. There was a flashing light and she screamed frantically, ignoring how cracked her voice sounded, flailing her arms, hoping for them to notice her. No, they didn't, but there was a yell.

"GOD DAMMIT! LOOK WHAT YOU DID YAPPEI! NOW WE ARE LOOSING OUR BEST RAFT!" Kagome silently thanked the man, as the yellow, bobbing raft floated out to her, and she meekly scrambled aboard.

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It was dark again. She had slept through the entire day once more. It was the stinging rain that had bought her around. Her little raft was tossed around easily, and eventually, she was flung from it, into the frothy waves. Kagome struggled to swim, but another furious wave bought her up into the air, crashing her onto the shore, where she lost consciousness.

***

Kagome just started blankly into space for a moment, everything, every memory of her past sinking in. She felt an indescribable amount of fear, but no more tears leaked from her eyes. She felt her new self - the kind, generous self and all of her recent memories - dissolving in a whirl of faint light, and her eyes narrowed, and grew hard. Kagome stripped herself of her dress, and rammed on her tight clothing, and black boots, tying her hair into a low ponytail, and gathering up all of her supplies except for her gun, which she kept attached to her hip. This was the new Kagome.

"K-Kagome, w-what?"

"Shut the hell up old woman, unless you want to taste bullets," she purred in a venomous voice, stroking her little gun fondly. Though Kaede didn't know what bullets were, by the way Kagome was acting and was dressed, she knew it wasn't something to look forward to. "Good."

***

Kagome moved stealthily through the forests, almost as silently, as Inuyasha. When, in fact, she met up with him. He was smiling.

"Kagome, I have something to tell you," he said, blushing.

"Save it for hell, dog boy," she growled, taking out her gun and aiming it at him. "Unless you want a few extra holes in your chest."

~*CLIFFHANGER! AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Poor INU! He wasn't about to confess! He won't die guys, but it is getting kinda good, right? Does this make sense? Please review and no flames please! Later Days!*~