InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Clone ❯ Inhuman ( Chapter 1 )

I hate the title… it reminds me of a soap opera my mom and sister used to watch (El Clon, it was called) luckily the two story lines are nothing alike! This idea came to my mind thanks to a comment my dad made after watching AI, dna degenerates!

And the other thing that inspired me to do this fanfiction was a documental that I saw about the cloning of the Tasmanian Tiger (an extinct animal), in the documental they said something like: who would teach the Tasmanian tiger to live like one? How is it to be the last of your kind?… and ooh… my imagination is so hyper lol

I probably shouldn't start a fanfiction with one in progress but the idea was too interesting not to try AND it's going to be shorter than All Hallow's Evening so… I present you: (BTW, all I know about cloning I learned from the Discovery Channel so bear with me here..)

The Clone

Chapter One: Inhuman

This idea had been in Dr. Higurashi's mind for as long as he could remember, to bring back to life a Youkai, from a race of long extinct creatures that had walked the earth until 500 years ago. It was so easy, he just needed a portion of DNA that was useful for the cloning; but his first efforts had been unsuccessful, for the DNA extracted from fossil was too degenerated to be use.

Then, he heard the news that changed his entire career, a body had been found, frozen in the glazier that once had been Japan. The body of a young man. No, not man, not Youkai either. He had been a hanyou. He would do.

It took years of preparation, so many things he couldn't overlook, so many hours he had to be away from his new wife to make sure everything was in place, his dream had to come true.

He emptied the contents of the ovule, leaving only the exterior part and proceed to carefully inject the egg with the genetic material of the Hanyou, it had been rescued from body's DNA. The ovule began to divide in two, four, eight parts. In hours they had a fetus.

A mother was selected and the fetus was planted in her womb, now it was only matter of waiting.

The nine months didn't happen fast enough, but they came without complication, all the world's eyes were in one single project, the birth of this new creature.

Finally, May 1st of 2083 a baby was born, his head was graced by white hair and dog ears. He was beautiful, he was unique. He was the last Hanyou.

His dream had come true, it was the happiest moment of the scientist life, only surpassed a year later by the birth of his very own daughter: Kagome.

The baby hanyou was the focus of every news in the world, everybody talked about him, it was a miracle of science, he was the first extinct creature brought back to life again, and he was also going to be the last. The baby boy started his new life in the heart of the biggest and more expensive investigation laboratory ever created, where he was going to live isolated from the world, without ever knowing he was special.

This story begins seventeen years after that.

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Inuyasha whistled while he walked through the west wind of the lab, he had had a long session with Dr. Furlong, the psychologist. He should have learned by now not to tell the man his dreams, he always got overly excited and started to do countless questions, when they were over a whole afternoon had already passed by. He had missed his appointed with his physical trainer and that pissed him off.

It hadn't even been a important dream, just one of the typical ones. He had been running through a forest. That was it! Five darn hours spent talking about that simple dream. He really should have learned by now not to talk about dreams with that hyperactive doctor.

Missing his training was the thing that could get him the angriest, it was the only time he felt he was doing something right, and they only let him do it 4 hours per day. They said that if he was forced too much anything could happen. Inuyasha didn't understand what they meant, but obeyed nonetheless, he had learned by now not to bite the hand that fed him.

Once he got to his room, which was a big portion of the west wind of the building, he ran to his bed with an inhuman speed and threw himself on it. His thoughts didn't allow him to sit up. Inhuman speed, they had used that term once, when he was eleven. It was the first and only time he heard that word -inhuman -, no one had ever used it again.

He shook his head and grabbed the control remote that was on his bedside table. The boy turned on the TV and started to surf all the channel. Ten minutes later he gave up, the programation sucked, all he had were educational programs and old sitcoms. Why did these people tortured him with this programs?, he wondered.

He was watching Full House again, it was a terribly old TV show that was full of morals and such, it made his stomach flip. But he liked to study it, because it made that strange feeling of self-awareness come back.

He first noticed when he was twelve years old, those differences…. He knew it had probably passed a hundred years since most of the sitcoms he watched were made, but the social structure of the families couldn't have changed that much in a century, right? He had watched it in TV, read it in books. Why did these people have that he didn't? Easy answer, he didn't have a family, he even doubted this was a house. And even worse, a home.

Was this how all the people lived in the 22nd century? He doubted, if it were the case, then where did all the doctors go when their job was over? To their families, of course.

But then… what was he doing here… alone? What was he?

He felt his eyes search for the mirror in one of the walls, it was big enough to see much of his body lying carelessly on the bed, his white hair was long and silky because all of the maids liked to comb it so much, they treated it like they had never seen a hair like that. What if it was true?

Then his eyes fell on his twitching ears.

He sighed and shifted his attention to the television again. He didn't want to get into this again. Conspiracy theories, existential research, spiritual search, he had been through everything, it was better to surf the channels again, maybe this time he would find an interesting documental.

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Kagome hummed a happy tune while he walked the block that separated her house from the bus stop. School was over, finally. She had taken her last final today and it had gone perfect, like always. It took several hours of study but she was finally out of junior year. Boy, she was glad! Keeping the good grades was getting more and more exhausting. Sometimes she hated being the daughter of a known scientist, people always expected her to be the best in everything.

She looked up at her huge three stories house. Sometimes she loved being the daughter of a known scientist… the money was the best part.

Her father's career had rocketed after that project had reached the ears of the reporters, the curiosity of the people was amazing when it came to something as unknown as that. When the hanyou had been born all the world's eyes had been in that single event, it had been the big break her father needed, now the government paid him for doing the research, her mother said it was a good change, because before that his father had had to afford all the expenses.

So everything had been thanks to that boy… what was his name? Ah, Inuyasha. She hated that name, and he had scowled her dad many time for naming the boy that. That name didn't even exist, and she very well knew what it meant in Japanese, that long lost language. Dog Demon. That name was inhuman. But that boy was not human, either.

She shrugged unconsciously, she didn't really know much about the hanyou, her father talked a lot about him, but she rarely listened, it was like her father was bragging about another son. Sometimes she didn't feel like she was a single child.

But not matter what she thought, she couldn't suppress the feeling of apprehension she felt every time she tried to curse him for taking so much of her father's time. The first and last time she had seen him she had been only 3, and the boy near 4 years old. She had been wandering around the lab, until she got to a room with a big window in one side, it was a one sided mirror, but with the lights of both rooms turned off she could see him as good as he could see her.

She grabbed her doll tightly when she noticed him. He was sitting in the middle of the room with his back to her. His white hair illuminated all the room and for some seconds she felt very confused, in her short life she had never seen something like that boy in front of her. He had building cubes in his hands and he was playing, all alone. Suddenly his head turned and she saw only a quarter of his face, enough to see one of his golden eyes fixed on her. He had seen her. Her grip in the doll tightened and she walked away.

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"How was your day, dear?" her mother asked when they were seated at the table.

"Great, I'm done with school." She smiled feeling very proud of herself, her mother returned the smile.

"That is great, Kagome." Her father said and she smiled at him as well. But then she saw that 'look' in his face. Oh, she knew that look well… "Look, I was thinking… now that you are out of school, I don't want you to be with nothing to do all morning-"

"I could get a job." She adventured, but it was too late, her father had made up his mind.

"Actually, I was thinking you could come with me to the Lab." He smiled a very -very- hopeful smile. He always did that when he asked her to go to the lab with him. In all her life she had hardly been there 3 times, it depressed her to no end. Everything there was so cold and calculated. She found a excuse not to go every year, usually it was because she was in some kind of extracurricular activities, but her science camp was going to start late this year.

She licked her lips, eyes focused on her dad. She was thinking in a way out of this, but there was none… Finally she sighed, going to the lab one more time wasn't going to kill her. "Ok, I'll go."

Her father grinned like a little child. "You better be ready by 6:30 or I'm leaving without you." He said in a cheerful tone. Kagome forced a smile.

Maybe she wouldn't be bored out of her mind this time. Maybe she would be allowed to go see him this time. She had to admit she was really curious, but her father would never let her see Inuyasha, even if he was like a son to her father, he was too protective of his dear daughter. Or maybe he was too protective of his dear son.

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He was running through the forest, everything was like a green spot moving at a mad speed. He had never ran this fast… not in real life, only in his dreams. It was always like this, running endlessly through the trees, smelling the earth, the leaves, the moist, the wood. Feeling the wind rouse his cheeks and feeling the ground beneath his bare feet.

But then, everything changed, he was in a clearing. Everything stopped. A well was in front of him, and beside the well a woman stood, tall and proud. Black hair, that was all he could see, silky shiny sweet-smelling… black hair…

He sat in his bed, panting. That had never happened before. His dreams were always the same, there was never a woman in them, he had always been alone.

A hand flew to his chest, something inside of him was hurting. When the hurting didn't seem to want to stop he just sighed and ran a hand across his face. Today it was going to be one of those days…

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Uh… so there you go! Actually, this fanfiction is beginning to have a plot in my head, oh, goodie! BTW, there is going to be no shikon shard, travel to the past or anything like that in this fic, it has nothing to do with the anime story arc (expect for the Kikyo Inuyasha part… er, you'll see), so don't let the well fool you or anything.

Review people, tell me if I should continue because now I have to focus in All Hallow's Evening again!