InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Madman ❯ Chapter 2 – Pieces of a Puzzle ( Chapter 2 )

Madman

By Rinseternalsoul

**Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, and I make no profit from writing fanfiction..

Summary: Continuation. In modern day Japan a new enemy seeks to take over the world. For the madman to accomplish his goal he requires a real-life youkai of power. Sesshomaru will be cloned for the purpose of a great youkai army, and to control a youkai army, they will need the power of a miko with impressive strength. A miko like Higurashi Kagome. Two enemies from the past are thrown together when death is snapping at their heels. Sess/Kag *Lemon Warnings*

A/N: Well, here it is. My new big fic. Hope you all enjoy it!

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Chapter 2 – Pieces of a Puzzle

Kagome reached out and slapped the snooze button on her alarm, but once again she accidentally hit the radio button instead. Unfortunately for her, the damn radio button countered her snooze button which disabled it, and that meant no snoozing for her. With a mumbled curse, Kagome pushed her tousled head up from her fluffy warm pillow and slapped the alarm clock into the floor. She hated it anyway, and it was high time to purchase another.

After feeling somewhat satisfied with her violent solution to her non-snoozing, Kagome sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. She figured that she might as well get on up and get ready. After pulling herself up out of the bed she stumbled to the bathroom.

Kagome felt a little more alive after finally pulling on a pair of navy slacks and a white button up. She decided to wear her hair up today, and paused once more in front of the mirror to make sure that her light application of makeup was on straight. Satisfied with the results, she grabbed her purse and headed downstairs for a little breakfast.

When she walked by the living room she was stopped and regarded her mom and Gramps staring at the television with horror on their faces. She frowned and stepped into the room, so that she could find out what was so terrible. Her mom noticed her right away and held up her hands in a soothing way that reminded her oddly of the time her little dog Bootsie was ran over by a car.

"Kagome dear... Please..., her mother began, but Kagome did not hear her at all, because over her shoulder she could see a picture of her smiling friend, Eri, posted in one corner of the TV, while in the background paramedics pushed a covered body from an alleyway. Kagome’s breath left her body with a force so hard that she felt like someone had punched her in the gut. She stumbled over the couch and fell into it with wide shocked eyes. Her mother took the seat next to her and placed an arm, meant for comfort, around her shoulders.

She sat like that, in silence, watching in sick fascination as the reporters zoomed in on the black body bag while telling the facts as they knew them. The police pressed the people back and shook his head when asked to comment, and then suddenly the scene changed to a cool studio where the anchorwoman told the public that the body of twenty two year old Eri Watanabe had been found behind a dumpster near Taisho Arms Incorporated, where she was employed. Reports stated that her throat had been cut, but that her purse and all its contents were located near the body. Police had no comment on suspects for the murder at this time.

Tears began to spill from her eyes as Kagome absorbed the news that her friend was murdered. Eri, her ever cheerful and sometimes nosy friend from gradeschool. A friend that she had only just yesterday spoken to. They had planned to have lunch...

Suddenly she leaned forward and sobbed hard into her hands. She didn’t want it to be true! She didn’t want to know that Eri was taken from the world in such a violent way! She was young and smart and had so much to live for. How could such a horrible thing happen?! Her mother tried to console her, but she was beyond such things. For the moment Kagome was heartbroken, and even a mothers tender love could not take away that pain.

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Shuusaka Taisho stepped into his waiting limo and settled into the leather seat. He sighed deeply and turned toward the window watching as the temporary replacement for Eri Watanabe stepped up to the car carrying a light briefcase and nothing more. She was a very beautiful woman, as mortals go, but he could hardly appreciate that fact fully considering the realities of why she was here.

Eri, who had been by his side, and doing a very efficient job for the last year, had been murdered two days prior. Still the police had no clues as to who was behind her death. It was a true loss to the human world. Eri was a productive and pleasant member of society. She took her work seriously and performed at the top of her field.

Her family was devastated by the news, and he himself had felt a stirring of loss, for he had come to feel comfortable with her presence. He felt the slight as if it were a direct assault on himself. She was a close member in his employ and someone had taken her life. In times past he would have hunted the perpetrator down and made their death slow and painful, but alas this was not the past. It was modern day Tokyo, and things didn’t work that way.

The scene was corrupt with the scents of too many humans, making it impossible to follow a potential suspect. He knew this, because after the police left, in the dark of night, he returned and tried to discover something. Unfortunately nothing was there to find. No, he would be unable to exact vengeance in her honor, so he did the next best thing. He offered a nice reward for information leading to the arrest of the one responsible. Her mother and father were extremely grateful, but he paid them no mind. It was a matter of honor and nothing more.

Eri knew his business almost as well as he himself. She was invaluable by his side, and now, he was faced with finding someone new. It would be hard to replace her. Very hard. Once more his mind was drawn to the woman who was now seated across from him, smiling seductively. She was lovely, for a ningen. And suddenly he felt a little cloudy from her heady scent. It was powerful, almost intoxicating. It stirred his blood in a way he could not remember ever experiencing before.

Faintly he wondered why he had not noticed it before? He couldn’t quite remember being this effected by her back in the office. Was it the close space? Shuusaka shook his head slightly, in an attempt to clear the strange fog from his mind, but it was futile. Movement caught his eye and he looked up to find the woman, Suki, leaning forwad. She reached out to him, and for some reason he didn’t have the will of mind to push her hand away.

He could feel his manhood stirring to life, and that was curious indeed. He never lost control of himself so easily to a woman, especially a human woman. Almost as if he were in a dream he watched her smile and slowly trace her hand over his smooth cheek. Her touch was cool, and not what he would call enjoyable. Her fingertips felt moist and offensive on his skin, but he could not seem to deny the powerful urge to fill her with his aching need.

Clarity evaded him, and he leaned back more comfortably in the seat. She came forward, whispering odd tender things that he did not wish to hear, but listened to all the same. She straddled his lap and licked his jaw. He pushed his hard bulge into her heat, seeking to ease the awkward lust. Suddenly he flinched from a severe prick in his neck. Instinctively he reached out to slash the bitch in two, but his claws fell to his sides as whatever she put into his jugular vein began to course through his bloodstream. It was instant and debilitating, paralyzing him completely. His head fell back, and through half-closed eyes he watched as she moved away, then dropped a syringe into her briefcase and pulled out a cell-phone.

Her voice was growing fainter, but he still managed to hear her say.. "Subject Y132 has been acquired and will arrive in less than one hour." She then flipped it closed and placed it in the case. Helplessly he witnessed as she tapped the glass separating their seating from the driver. She asked the driver to pull over nearby, as it appeared that Taisho-sama had become ill. He blinked, feeling heavier and heavier. His mouth refused to form words, and he felt more helpless in that moment than he had ever felt in his entire life.

When the car pulled over the woman and driver got out. She proceeded to carelessly shoot the man with a silencer-equipped weapon. She stepped over his driver of the last five years, and took up the wheel. When they started moving again she looked up into the rearview mirror and smiled at him. "Well youkai, you are a fine catch. I do believe you will be the one."

Those words echoed in his mind as he faded into unconsciousness. The last thing he thought was ‘she knows?’

Was he in a dream? A strange flashing nightmare? It seemed like that was the case, but nothing was clear. Nothing was solid, and nothing was insubstantial or fantasy. It was real, and not. Images of metal pulsed through his mind. Cold metal. Swords, no, a table. White... white silk kimono, no, doctors. Red blood. Pin pricks, or was it the bite of Myoga the flea? A woman was talking... was it Rin? No! Rin was long dead... He moaned in his frustration, but the sound came out weak.

The doctor stepped away from the subject and smiled at the lovely young woman. "This is incredible! A miracle find. You have outdone yourself this time Juria-sama. I do believe this will be the one, but I will have to run some tests first." Juria smirked and picked up her briefcase. "Good then. I will visit Matsuno-sama and tell him the good news. He will be overjoyed, no doubt."

She took one more glance at the delicious youkai specimen strapped securely against the wall of the pristine white laboratory. He was perfection at its finest, and she half-heartedly regretted not having the opportunity to try his youkai stamina out. He looked human enough. In the car, she could feel his hardness pressing against her, and knew well enough that his cock was built like, if not larger, than human males. It would have been an interesting experience, but this mission was too important for pleasantries.

Before she stepped out of the lab she stopped as an afterthought and said, "By the way doc, that heat scent you gave me worked like a charm. Too bad you can’t whip up a batch to work on humans. We could make a fortune." She shared a laugh with him before taking her leave.

Juria walked down the long corridor, turning to avoid the hall of cells, instead taking a corridor that hosted the lounge and several offices. Her high heels clicked loudly on the tile floor as she headed toward the reinforced door at the end of the hall. Briefly she stopped to pen in her access code, then waited while the lock clicked. She stepped through the door and closed it firmly behind her. Turning around was like looking into a different world. Gone was the stark white and shining steel. Here she could not smell the scents of chemicals and disinfectant. She walked into the military bunker and headed for the main office, where she would find her boss, General Matsuno Hotaka.

Hotaka was her boss and lover, but he was much, much, more than that. He was a military genius, a brilliant man with a vision of world peace. He was not sitting back and letting things take their course, he was actually doing something to change the world. He would end world hunger and end senseless fighting. He would change the course of this sinking Earth, and he would rebuild it under his own hand. Hotaka could do anything that he set his mind to, and she would help him make it all happen.

She slid open the door and smiled at her lover. He was on the phone, but motioned for her to enter. Juria unbuttoned her blazer and then took a seat across from him. She leaned back comfortably and crossed her long shapely legs. She watched Hotaka as his eyes slowly traced her bare flesh from her Italian leather shoes to the thigh length hem of her black skirt. She smiled knowingly when his eyes met hers and she could see the lust sparkle in the brown depths.

Juria loved the power she held over this man. Hotaka bowed to no one, nor should he. He was a brilliant military genius and a handsome male. He commanded respect, but laughed easily. His ideals were strict, and would not be easily accepted by the world, but the long-term results would save the planet from mankind’s current path of ruin. She admired his resolve to make it happen. He would do anything to save the planet. Nothing would stand in his way. His determination made him invincible, but her body made him beg.

Hotaka spoke his good-byes to his associate on the telephone while grazing his eyes over his wickedly dangerous lover. She was perfection in every way that he could imagine. She could do everything from bake chocolate chip cookies to snuffing a traitorous spy. She was perfect for him, and as soon as his project was in full swing he planned to make her his bride.

Together, they will rule the world.

After placing the handset back on the cradle he leaned back in his leather chair. "Well my dear, tell me something wonderful." Juria beamed him a stunning smile, and he felt his heart pick up a racing beat. Her ebony hair shone with sprinkles of dark auburn highlights and her full red lips looked so inviting.

"Sir, I have very good news. Subject Y132 has been contained and is at this very minute being submitted to extraction." Juria watched his face transform into one of complete satisfaction. His chest seemed to swell and a twinkle entered his eyes. "Excellent... excellent. Things are going perfectly," Hotaka said, then the smile dropped and he turned to her with serious, narrowed eyes. "It is imperative that we acquire a worthy miko as soon as possible. The previous subjects have fallen way short of the needed power level to boot up the Purity Machine."

Juria sighed and slumped a little more into her chair. To Hotaka she appeared to be a beautiful feline teasing him with her delicious body. He forced his mind away from pleasure and focused on the business at hand. Juria groaned inwardly. He could never be satisfied. She slid her hand over her wavy curls and said, "I will re-double our efforts. Unfortunately, the level of miko powers in general have decreased significantly with the decrease in youkai. I think we are looking for a needle in a haystack here."

"Well you will search that haystack straw by straw until you find my miko. It is imperative that we have the Purity Machine up and running before our future army breathes its first breath of air." Hotaka glared at her, pressing the importance of the matter with a hard look. "If this youkai..." he looked down at the folder on his desk, "Shuusaku Taisho, is found to be suitable for our purposes, we will begin the cloning process within ten days. I expect to have a full functioning army of adult males within five years."

Juria gasped and sat up. "That soon? How is that possible?" Hotaka smiled, entwining the fingers of both hands and pulling them to rest against the underside of his chin. "By acceleration of the cell division process. I have just this morning acquired the break-through formula from a Swedish scientist. The man was easily persuaded... with just the right amount of pressure."

Juria smiled brightly. "Why you sneaky devil. You never even told me about that." Hotaka smirked and lowered his hands to his desk. "It was an unconfirmed rumor. I decided to play a hunch and put some people on it. Fortunately the rumor was fact, and the scientist was planning to make a full report of his findings next week, Instead he was persuaded to join our cause."

Julia gave a halfhearted laugh, "I’m sure he was. Well, congratulations are in order then. Your vision of the future is now within our grasp." Hotaka nodded in agreement. "Yes it is. All we need now is to secure a strong miko. The miko power is imperative to controlling the volatile youkai. Without the threat of purification we will have no way to control the soldiers should they rebel. The Purity Machine is the only thing that we will have to insure their obedience."

Julia stood then and bowed slightly. "I understand completely Matsuno-sama. You can trust in me to find your miko." She stood and then winked at him, before taking her leave. Once out of his office she thought about the elusive miko. How could she track down a powerful miko? She already had scouts checking out the thousands of shrines in Tokyo and the surrounding areas. Perhaps she should branch out the unit and search further abroad? Everyday she got reports from various sources about a suspected miko, but three-quarters of them turned out to be nothing of the sort. A few were practicing witches, and one even turned out to be a youkai. A rather weak female youkai, but it was worth it to bring her in for testing.

Juria unlocked her office door and stepped inside. It felt like coming home. She took in a soothing breath and exhaled slowly. She put her briefcase on the desk and then walked over to grab the new faxes from the machine. She browsed through the various reports from her scouts. She pulled out three that caught her interest. Three suspected miko’s that were actively working at various shrines in the area. That looked promising. Those three she would look into personally.