InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tragedy of Shikon ❯ Captain Silver ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1: Captain Silver

The ship was branded with the name Moonless Night. It was huge, slightly longer than 1,250 feet and had a width of 120 feet and it was about 240 feet high from dorsal fin to belly of the ship. Nearly half of the great ship was controls, engine, and drive rooms. The others were labs, housing quarters, kitchens, a game room and the bridge. The vessel was a black color that gleamed in the many different colored lights of the bay it sat in. It was crewed by no one at the moment, in fact the owner was walking into a common bar in the Galitica Quadrant of the Dest Sector. The town of Jakynek was known for the rough characters, skilled smugglers and the best bounty hunters in the galaxy.

The man adjusted his jacket, uncomfortable in the street clothes and not his suit. He pulled off his black solar glasses in hands covered with black gloves. He pocketed the thin eyewear and fixed the loose ponytail of black hair. He looked around the bar; it wasn’t as crowded as he thought it would be. He walked past a table full of dirty men and scantly dressed women and stopped at the hovering bar. The man was wiping the smooth polished metal down with a dirty rage that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in years. The man looked up at him and said in a slightly slurred voice, “What will ya have?” he said bringing a cup up from a dispenser then wiping it out.

“Nothing.” he told the man. He pulled out a circular object the size and width of a CD and pressed a small button. An image of a black haired man in his early twenties was slowly revolving around. He was wearing a shirt and pair of baggy jeans. The image flickered as he moved it. “Have you seen this man?”

“You with them Galaxy Patrols?” he asked as he set the cup and rag down. He gave the man a hard stare. He set his hands on the bar and leaned forward, “Cause ya seem the type.”

“No. let’s just say I represent a corporation that wishes to employ his services.” the man said. “Here is my card, give it to him if you see him.” he hands the bar tender a slim plastic card. The man took it and read it.

“Sure.” he said and pocketed it with a grimy hand. The pony tailed man looked at him with disdain before turning. “Hey you!” the man behind him said as he took a couple of smooth steps forward.

“Yes?” the man used to suits asked as he turned to look at the bartender with a murderous glare.

“What do I tell him if he refuses?” he asked.

“He won’t.” ponytail man said sure of himself. The bartender picked the rag up and continued wiping the clean counter down. After the strange man left he pulled the holocard from his apron pocket and looked at it closely.

“Ali!” he shouted over the din of the bar.

A slim woman walked up, her arms crossed under her plump breasts pushing them up slightly over the top of her red corset. “Yeah?” she asked him as she looked at him with her ice blue eyes.

“I want you to scour this place for Captain. I want him brought here.” the bartender said.

“Sure Kay.” she said as she turned, the corset’s back covered with a fine fish net colored black. She turned her head slightly and her long blonde hair covered the bare skin, “What do I get?” she asked him.

“Bring him to me and I’ll give ya something good.” Kay said as he winked at her. She smiled as she walked away. Kay wasn’t a bad looking man. In fact he had olive colored eyes, dusty brown hair and light brown skin. He had a slim figure and rugged features in his face. She liked him and he liked her even if she was what she was. She passed a table full of men who smelt like they hadn’t taken a shower in years. One reached over and grabbed her by her slim waist causing the fabric to rub into her side.

“Hey honey,” the man slurred as he pulled her close. “Want a time good?” he asked obviously drunk.

“No.” she said and pried his dirt covered fingers off of her. She stood and walked away. “I don’t play with dirt.” she remarked loud enough for him to hear.

“Eh?” he said as confusion crossed his ruddy features, “Hey you get back here!” he stood and took a bolt gun from its holster on his side.

“I have a job to do, sorry I can’t play with you.” she smiled as she walked away fully and headed to a private room. She opened the door and walked into the blue lighted room. The room had one large table, and ten chairs rounded it. Only one person sat in it. A man in his twenties, he looked haggard and worn, his face held in his hands as drinks sat around him, the mugs empty and full. He wore a black jacket that looked well worn and used, it was slightly open and she could see why he was called Captain. The shirt he wore had an insignia on it, a odd shaped character that stood for Admiral, the highest rank possible in the Galactic Star Fleet, though why he wasn‘t called Admiral she couldn‘t guess, must be modest, she mused. He looked up at her when she entered.

“I already told you, I don’t want your company.” he said through glassy violet eyes. He set his head on the table and moaned in pain, disgust at himself or something else, after all Ali wasn’t one to read those emotions, just the pleasure ones that she induced. She stepped forward and stopped at the edge of the table in between two chairs. “I thought I told you to leave?” his long black hair fell forward over his eyes, long pieces of hair hung down over his shoulders, falling out of his black bandanna.

“I don’t want you. Haven’t you heard? I’ve gone clean of that trade. I only sleep with one man now and that man wants to talk to you.” she said as she pulled a chair out and sat down. “Captain, why are you always in here?”

He looked at her, then she noticed he look through her. “Because I am a washed out drunk.” he said as he stood. A mug of some drink fell to the floor and the clear liquid spilled across the floor, Water, he was drinking plain water. She looked at him confused. “Kay stopped feeding me the drinks last night. Now what does your lover boy want?” he asked gruffly as he stared at the spilt water with something akin to remorse.

“I don’t know he just sent me to get you.” she said as she stood. She walked to a com unit and pressed a button. It didn’t work. It had a slash mark on it. She looked over at him. At his side a wicked looking sword hung, something not seen by human eyes in centuries. A metal sword, and it looked ratty, though sharp it looked well worn.

“I got pissed at the last person who bugged me.” he said as he walked past her. She looked at his retreating figure clad in his worn clothes and shabby looking boots. His jeans were frayed at the edges and his once black boots now gray softly clicked on the hard cemented floor. The bar was made of new cement and was built up from the ground. The walls had black tiling on them and every foot or so a colored light was hung, blue, red, yellow, purple and green. The floors were bare in case of a spill and even for the service droids to clean up any messes after the bar closed. Several parts of the wall surrounding the large circular bar were covered in niches and several private rooms that were called after the color of the lights they contained. Red, Yellow, Green, Purple and the room he had just left, Blue. He noticed several of the rougher characters were looking at him. He rolled his eyes and cracked his gloved hands. He shoved them into his pockets and walked up to the bartender and owner Kay. The man looked startled to see him which was odd since he was the one who sent the whore Ali to him. He held a mug he was cleaning in one hand and a dirty rag in the other

“What do you want with me?” he asked the bartender as he sat on one of the stools. The man looked at him then set a clear glass mug on the counter. He pulled a holocard out of his apron and handed it to Captain.

“A man came in here a few minutes ago with a holovid of you. He gave me this and told me to give it to you if I saw you in my bar.” Kay said as he picked up the cup and cleaned it out.

“What did this man look like?” Captain asked as he flipped the card over.

“He was tall, looked uncomfortable in his clothing and had long black hair tied in a low ponytail. He had violet eyes like yours and was older and his features slightly more angular than normal. He spoke down at me rather than to me.” Kay said as he shrugged.

Captain nodded and tossed a couple of credits, a small plastic currency used in the Galitica Quadrant on the hovering counter then turned and walked towards the exit. “Captain, I wish you luck. Since you came here it seems like all you had been a tough time.” Captain paused at the door, his hand on the slim metal handle. “You watch yourself; I know the galaxies can be a rough place.”

“Don’t I know it.” Captain said, briefly touching his chest. He stepped out into the dark of the streets of Jakynek. The door swung behind him and closed with a soft audible click. He shoved his hands in his pockets and fingered the holocard. He looked around and spotted a combooth not to far away. He zipped his jacket up, not feeling the cold as the others did in this icy spaceport. He stepped inside the glass case and shut the door, listening for the hiss of air signaling the lock of privacy making the booth soundproof to the outside. He pulled a card as long as his little finger and inserted it into the comlink’s drive. It whirled and a mechanical female voice spoke up.

“Welcome to ComLink, please enter the number of the person you are trying to reach or a holocard at the present time to begin the transaction.” it said. He pulled the card out and inserted in the slot next to the number pad.

The small screen lit up and a man fitting the description that Kay gave him came onto the screen. He was wearing a black suit and for some odd reason his hair wasn’t black it was silver. His solar glasses hid his eyes. “Hello Captain, as you are called at the present time. I have a job offer for you. I want you to man Moonless Night on her maiden journey. I will offer to pay you your old salary at the Galactic Star Fleet Academy if you accept this job. It is an offer you can’t refuse at this possible time.” the man said in a cold and emotionless voice.

“Yes now you are wondering why I look like this, silver hair and,” he took his solar glasses off, “Gold eyes. I am a genetic disaster, commonly known as Demon. I am also older than I look, I came from Shikon 500 years ago when the last Star Cruiser left the planet abandoning all to the mercy of the Demons. My father escaped with me and his human wife. You, I know have part of this genetic tissue yet you so carefully hide the markers by hiding them with hair dye, contacts and that ridiculous bandanna. I know what you are even if you refuse it. Heightened senses, more agile than other humans and you can sense thing others can’t. You are what the Shikon settlers called Hanyou. Half Demon and Half Human. If you agree to this offer I can give the information on who you are, why you can’t remember who you are, where you were born and why you look like me. If you agree just meet at the East Bay Dock 189, at noon tomorrow.” the message winked out and the holocard ejected and a transaction cost formed on the screen, 32 credits. He placed the said amount on the tray and pocketed the cards and exited the booth. He adjusted the sword at his hip before walking forward. ‘Yes I have quick reflexes, heightened senses and things like that, but how does he know what I don’t?’ Captain thought to himself as he walked down the metal side walk, staying clear of the empty black space called the street. Traffic of hovering cars hummed past and every now and then one stopped at the designated loading bay to deposit its passengers. He walked on glancing at people every now and then, suspicious of who they were and what they wanted, looking at him like that. Some sneered as he passed others merely walked on not seeing him, absorbed in their own world. He passed them and stopped in front of a shabby hotel. It was called Shinto and he grimaced as it stirred a feeling in him. He tried to grab what it was but the memory was out of his reach, dancing at the borders of his mind, taunting him. Somebody shoved into him and he turned to snarl at whoever did it when he realized he was standing in the middle of the doorway zoning off into space.

He stepped aside and headed up to the clerk’s desk. He asked for a room, paid 58 credits for it and went to it ignoring the curious glances that people threw him. In the lobby of the hotel a huge outdated Atom Screen was on the history channel most likely boring the people lounging in it than entertaining them.

“ Younger brother of Takahashi went missing after the failed attempt to locate the fabled planet Shikon.” a fragment said as he walked past. “ the history records view this as the worst attempt to find a ‘treasure planet’ since the birth of the old book, Treasure Island when thousands of kids thought they could find the legendary island and all of the gold. The planet Shikon is just a legend as is the Virus which never existed because no one can find any record of any voyage off or to the planet.”

He shook his head, ‘never existing planet huh? What will this place come up with next? Swords that fight on their own?’ he grimaced as the pain in his chest started up again. He had usually stopped it by drinking himself cold but if he wanted answers he had to stay alert and sober. He unlocked the room with the key card and stepped inside as the airlock door slid open. He looked around the shabby room, not expecting much more than a bed and a chair. Instead he found a duffel bag and a holovid attached to it on the bed.

He picked the vid up and looked at it he turned it on and read the holographic letters. “I knew you would stop at a place familiar to you. Here are some not so shabby clothes and a new id with your chosen name. I have also taken the liberty of transferring your money to a new account and adding a bonus if you will call it that for considering my card.” it had no signature but he new it was from that man. He opened the bag and pulled the certificate out and the new id with a picture of himself on it and his name Captain Silver. He set those down and pulled the clothes out. They weren’t knew but he could tell they were his, or used to be. He knew they would fit and as he pulled a pair of black baggy jeans out a red and silver bandanna fell to the floor. He picked it up and held the soft fabric in his gloved hands. He looked at it and an image came unbidden to his mind, a man stood next to a girl with black hair and wearing this bandanna over her hair she turned to smile at him with her sparkling brown eyes. The memory faded as he dropped the fabric.

“Who is she?” he asked himself as he tried to recall the memory but it eluded him like before. He shrugged and grabbed the clothes before he went to take a shower. He emerged from the bathroom followed by steam, an hour after he went in. The dye in his hair washed out having been temporary. He was dressed in a black jacket similar to the one he was wearing except this one had silver outlining a word on the back in some old language, he read it. It said Fang. He was wearing a red shirt and the black baggy pants. He shrugged as he towel dried his hair careful around his ears. His ears, they were the only thing that was extremely odd besides his abnormal hair and eye color. They were dog ears, an animal native or was native to earth. He grinned then, showing his teeth which were pointed without the caps on them. He reached up and removed the contacts in his eyes. He picked the old clothes up and except for the shirt he had he tossed them into the trash compactor chute. He pulled up pants and put on some black socks. He yawned having not slept in days. He eyed the bed and plopped down on it and stretched out on the covers he fell asleep quickly, his soft molten gold colored eyes closed. The clock read 8:30 pm.

He awoke some hours later, an uneasy feeling in his stomach. He groped in the darkness for the remote to the lights. A sound caused him to focus on the door to the room, his hand, barely touching the remote. He felt at his side with his other hand and closed his fist on the hilt of his sword. He jumped up and switched the light on as he unsheathed his sword. He knew unless he got the jump on whoever was in here he would be forced to use his hands. As the light switched on he landed on the ground his weapon an inch from the intruder’s neck. His gold eyes widened as he lowered the sword.

The woman smiled as she stepped forward. “Kay told me to give you this.” she smirked. He noticed she was wearing a long coat. her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and she looked decent. Her heavy makeup was off.

“What is it Ali?” he asked her as he rubbed his head, making sure the bandanna was still in place.

“You look different. I mean you dyed your hair and have contacts. You look good cleaned up. Hot I’d say. Kay didn’t send me.” she said as she sat at the edge of his bed. She removed the coat. it dropped to the floor and revealed the skimpy outfit she wore. It barely covered anything. He glared at her then growled.

“Get out! I don’t want anything like that from you! I have someone waiting for me!” he shouted as he threw her coat at her and pushed her into the hall. He slammed the control panel and the door slid shut with a hiss. He looked at the clock and read it, 12:34 am. He groaned and decided to see the ship before he agreed to the offer.

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