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The Special Forces
By SFP
DISCLAIMER: Inuyasha belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. YuYu Hakusho belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi.
Ch.1
Kagome kept as still as possible, the only movements she allowed being the minute rise and fall of her chest with each breath she took and the slight shifting of her eyes as she surveyed the area. The marsh went still, animals and bugs becoming quite, a sure signal the enemy was getting closer.
There was no possible way she could fight again, even with her abilities, not with the extent of her injuries. If they caught her again, there was no question about it, she would die. She’d make sure of it, just so she wouldn’t have to go back, and she’d take out as many of them as she could simultaneously.
She kept her breathing slow and even, so as not to give away her position to the enemy. They were closer now. She could feel their hate, anger and pain. Emotions she had induced in them, and was now paying for in kind. The feelings were so intense they felt as if they were her own, they might very well have been, at least in part, she was so tired telling the difference was hard to do right now.
Her vision was becoming blurred, her body weary and in profound pain, yet her breathing always stayed the same. “We need you to gather information and bring it back so we may infiltrate the camp, I’ll get you the correspondence of the surrounding area. Get your gear together. You leave at twenty-two hundred. ” Kagome couldn’t swallow the bile that rose in the back of her throat at the thought of the people that had put her in this position. There was bitterness in her mouth she couldn’t get free of, the bitterness of betrayal.
Two of the men looking for her pushed their way through the heavy reeds, making as little noise as possible in the stagnant water. She could see, both men were heavily armed and had their weapons at the ready. She dare not move, if she did the enemy would see her. These men were trained and had no problems with causing pain or killing, they had proven that much to her already.
“You see boy, you don’t want me as your enemy. I’m a dangerous man with many connections, and you’ve out run your usefulness to me.” . . . . “Now don’t look at me like that. You should feel honored that I chose you, your going to change the world. It’s just too bad; you won’t be here to see it.” The memory dispelled almost as quickly as it had come, a reminder of just one of the many terrible days she had spent in the enemy camp.
She almost breathed a sigh of relief, but caught herself, when the two men she had injured in her escape continued slowly walking, keeping their weapons at the ready and skimming the surroundings with their eyes as they went. Kagome stayed still, even after the two men had left and she could no longer feel them, only allowing her body to relax the slightest bit. When night fell, she would head in the direction of Sango’s base.
It had been a long time since she had seen Sango, but they wrote to each other occasionally, that was how she knew where Sango’s location was. At least she hoped she was still there. Kagome and Sango had met in training, through Sango’s little brother Kohaku who was in the same regiment as Kagome.
She hoped she could trust Sango still, with everything that had happened, Kagome didn’t know who could be trusted and who could not, it was a chance she had to take. If it turned out Sango could be trusted, the older woman was sure to be upset and furious with the things that had transpired. But then there were also things that could happen in the time to come, to be upset about. If Kagome couldn’t trust the older woman, Sango would be damned, because Kagome would take out as many traitors as she could before succumbing to death, Sango included.
~*~
The night was clear, a cool gentle breeze drifted through the area, helping to relieve some of the humidity that lingered in the air. She made her way through the base, being silent as she traveled. Movement from the corner of her eye made her slip into the shadows, then become still, a silent specter to the world around her. Her breathing slowed instead of speeding up as a normal persons would.
Realizing what the movement was, she almost wanted to laugh or cry from relief, but held it together. Her body hurt, felt waited down, her emotions and the pain from wounds, was wreaking havoc with her control and concentration. It felt as if the world were spinning off its axis and taking her down with it. When the garments on the clothes’ line shifted in the wind again, it gave her an idea, they were men’s but they would work.
Skirting the buildings, trying to stay to the shadows as much as possible, she made her way to the clothing drifting in the breeze. The articles of apparel were all men’s. They would be large, very large, but they would still serve there purpose as a camouflage while she was here. Grabbing only what she needed, she made her way back toward the building to the safety of the deeper shadows. Still, going slow so as not to attract the eye. Movement always drew the eye.
Once in the deeper shadows of the night, were there was relative safety, she donned the garb, making adjustments as needed. Looking around once more, a thought struck her. There had only been men’s clothing on the line. Did that mean the women bunked in different quarters? Or did they just not do laundry today? She tucked her hair up more securely into the hat she had just placed on her head. She would have to take a closer look if she wanted to find Sango. She just hoped Sango was still here.
Kagome had just come around the bunkers bringing more buildings into sight, when a warm tingling feeling pored over her, and then there was a small amount of calm emotion. However, by the time she felt it, it was too late. Darkness overcame her with the blow to the back of her head.
~*~
“What do you have there?” Inuyasha asked, his eyes on the dark shape draped over Mirokus’ shoulder. The closer he came the more Inuyasha could make out, his eyes narrowed in suspicion when the dark shape took on a humanoid form. “Or maybe I should say who?”
“I found this little fellow sniffing around the bunkers.” The look in Mirokus eyes intensified. “Our cover might be blown if their sending in people, or they might just be paranoid about us who knows. Better safe then sorry I say.”
Inuyashas’ gaze narrowed even more after he took a deep breath. He didn’t like it. He couldn’t smell the person’s scent, not with the strong smell of blood and forest covering him.
“Well, don’t just stand there, take him in and tie him up, I’ll get the others.”
~*~
This was a first for her, she had never been caught unaware before, it did not sit well with her at all, she made a mental note to never let it happen again. She was draped over a mans shoulder, with an arm wrapped around her waist and they were walking somewhere. This person was very calm, and she liked that, it made her job a lot easier. He hadn’t tied her up yet a big mistake on his part, whoever this was, must have thought she would stay unconscious for a while. She loved it when people assumed things, which they usually did about her, it gave her an advantage.
The person holding her came to a stop, she could hear the jangling of keys, and feel the movement as her captor pushed the door open. She couldn’t feel anyone else in the room, which was very good. When the person lifted their arm to flip the light switch, she struck hard and fast.
Her right hand gripped the waistband of his pants a second before her left elbow smashed into the back of his head, at the same time her knee came up into his face with a loud crack. The arm around her waist slipped, she took the opportunity, using the grip she had on his waistband and belt as leverage to slip off his shoulder. The second her feet touched the ground she was behind him, a swift kick to the backs of his knees and he was down at the level she wanted him. Kagome locked her arm around his chin area, bringing his head back and exposing his neck. She could hear him swallow heavily when she placed the knife she had acquired from his own belt to his neck.
Kagomes eyes narrowed on the man she held in her grasp. ‘What’s the mater with this guy is he on drugs or something? He’s still calm, with just a hint of nervousness; you’d think he was going to the dentist, not having someone hold an eight-inch knife to his damn throat.’
“Now” her voice was a steady, almost bored drawl that completely contradicted her arm tightened even more around his head. “I’m looking for someone, and you’re going to help me find her.”
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