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The Special Forces

By SFP

Ch.4

Kagome fallowed the silent mans swift strides, down the long, wide corridor. The pace the man was setting was painful to kagomes� side, and the cuts that ran along the insides of her legs and toes. However, she wasn�t going to complain, she was in a hurry to get this done and over with too.

Like many basses, even temporary ones, this ones� walls were blank and painted a dull grey color. What doors were in the hallway, were all spread apart by a good twenty to thirty feet.

Kagome let her eyes travel back to the silent man, just two steps in front of her. She was curious about him. Where had he come from? Did someone teach him how to basically shut his emotions off like that? Moreover, if so, where could she find the person that trained him? Because she would sure love to have that ability. Oh, she knew that most beings that carried great power also carried great burdens�. Her problem was, she did not want the great power she did have at all, the burdens of it usually outweighed the �great power� so much so, that all there was, was great burden.

Kagome was pulled out of her thoughts by the feel of many different emotions, from many different people. She rubbed at her temple with her right hand, trying without success to alleviate the pressure that was already starting to build in her head. She was hoping she wouldn�t get a nosebleed along with the headache.

They stopped at one of the entrances; raised voices could barely be made out through the thick door. The man opened the door, silently ushering Kagome in with just a look. All talking stopped the moment the door was opened and Kagome walked in. many people sat at a long, conference style table. Two of the men in the group of people sitting at the table, were not actually sitting, but standing in front of chairs at the table, looking for all the world, like they were going to start trading blows.

Kagome could feel the hostility in the room chocking her, threatening to drown her in its thickness. moisture started to bead on her brow line as the turbulent emotions in the room swamped her, beating at her the same way Gail force winds would beat at any normal person standing in the middle of a hurricane.

She was going to get sick. She should have left the moment she felt the anger charged air of the room. She took a step back, out of reflex. Only to bump into the hard chest of the man that had ushered her into the room. Damn, she had not been aware he had moved into the room behind her. Again, she had the thought that he was probably the most dangerous man she had ever met. She wanted to shiver but controlled the urge.

Sparks jumped between the two of them. Literally. Moving from her back to his front in small arches of fire. Kagome gasped, at the same time the man did, only hers was slightly louder. No one besides the two of them noticed. She stepped away quickly, a stuttered apology forming on her lips, only the words never made it out of her mouth. It was only after the emotions in the room started to swamp her again; that she realized what had happened.

The moment she had touched him, the emotions in the room had been tampered down some, not completely, but enough that she did not feel so sick, so smothered. Now that she was no longer in contact with him though, the feelings were battering at her again, although, not as bad as before. Just enough to give her a migraine and to turn her stomach a little.

She turned halfway, looking at the short man behind her in wide-eyed disbelief. He was giving her a measured stare, almost as if, just now, really seeing her for the first time ever. Her heart was beating a frantic tempo in her chest. Fear? Maybe, maybe not. She swallowed hard, swaying just the slightest bit from the shock of it all.

His voice was deep, yet he did not speak loudly, and she could not imagine him ever having too with a voice like that. There was a subtle power there that invoked listening, demanded it with quiet force. �I suggest you all get yourselves under control. immediately.� and with that, he looked away, brushing past her, giving her yet another small respite from the battering emotions of the room, then took a seat at the table, with the rest of his team.

Kagome turned back to face the room full of people.

They were all staring at her, making her very uncomfortable. She wasn�t used to being with so many people at once, feeling so many people at once. This was something that was very new and enormously unnerving if not frightening.

How warped was that, when she could go on the most secret of missions, do what most could not, and not be bothered by it at all, but get her near people and she was ready to break down, getting the shakes and feeling the need to run just to get away from it all?

Her team would have known what the problem was, and would have dealt with it accordingly. They would have left her the hell alone until she was not so sick from the overload of other peoples� emotions. Not these people though, they did not understand her, could not tell what was bothering her. Or that there was anything bothering her at all. If they could tell there was something bothering her, they probably assumed it was her wounds, not that, that was not true, because they did bother her, just not as much as the emotional exposure of it all. She couldn�t be left alone right now though, no mater how much she might wish otherwise, not at such a crucial time. Not when a killer and a traitor needed to be caught.

One of the men at the table stood. She had not noticed before now, but the other two men, the ones that had been ready to trade blows, had already taken their seats again. They had also calmed their feelings somewhat. It was just too bad the damage had already been done; her pore head was killing her. Again.

It was not like her to be so . . . Inward drawn. Why was her focus so divided? Were the drugs they had given her still affecting her that much? Or was it more? She glanced at the short, dark, mysterious man. Maybe he wasn�t just affecting her abilities�, could he be the one making her so . . . Scatterbrained. She grimaced in distaste at her own thinking, not liking that thought in the least.

The silver-haired man that was now standing spoke, bringing her full attention to him. He looked somewhat like the man with the dog ears, one of the people who just so happened to be responsible for her pounding head at the moment. �My name is Captain Toshio. Now tell me why are you here at my base exactly.�

Wow, she had never heard a voice that . . . Cold before. It was too bad she could still feel his dim emotions; otherwise, she would believe he did not have any. It seemed as if he were trying not to have any feelings at all. His control kind of reminded her of the short mans, but not exactly, the captain was trying to shut his emotions out, were as the other man seemed to keep his in, tightly coiled around himself so to speak. The same yet so completely different.

Kagome straitened her posture, under the watchful eyes of everyone present. Holding her shoulders back and her head up, her eyes stayed locked on the captains� as she answered. �I�m here sir, because my team was sold out to an enemy by someone that has a lot of power or clout in our government.�

A/N: Dear Madmiko, I am so, so sorry! I was not purposely trying to single you out in my authors note from Mishaps in Motion. I feel terrible!! I was actually referring to all my stories, on all the sites I have them posted at (totally my fault, I should have been more specific). This miscommunication is completely and utterly my fault and I hope you will forgive me. The only reason that (horrifically long) authors note was placed in Mishaps in Motion was because that was the story I updated last. (I probably should have put that A/N on my profile page instead of in one of my stories huh?) Any ways, again I apologize. You and your family will be in my thoughts. If your daughter is still not in good health, I hope she will be soon.
Sincerely

Sara

~SFP~
PS: I have decided to dedicate this chapter to you and your daughter. Hope you liked it.
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