The Villian? by Madame Fury

Camera

Chapter One: Camera

Disclaimer: I do not own nor profit from Inuyasha or Marvel.

Author’s Note: Hello everyone! I’ve been reading fanfiction for some time now so I decided to try my hand at actually writing one. I hope you enjoy it.

 “The stupid bastard escaped!”

“I have gathered that much Inuyasha. Fury is a fool; he should have deployed us sooner.” Sesshomaru walked towards the exit, continuing to search through the wreckage proved to be rather pointless. He never left any evidence, clues, or DNA.

“Hey! Get your prissy ass over here and help me look through this crap” Sesshomaru sighed. He would give the half breed the illusion that he was helping if it meant that he would no longer have to hear his voice.

“Wait! I think I found something” Yelled Inuyasha. Sesshomaru snatched the object and inspected the small device. It was camera. A camera so small that the human eye could not see but inescapable to ocular capacities of his kind. It was a small hopelessly insignificant lead but a lead nonetheless.

“Why would he leave a camera behind?”

Sesshomaru slowly raised the camera so it was in his line of sight. The answer was rather simple for this man had no need for security; the isolation that surrounded the current lair they infiltrated proved that.

“Because he’s watching us” Inuyasha’s instincts seemed to trigger at the mention of being watched. Sesshomaru smirked at the camera and used his claws to disable the auditory feed on the camera.

“Get that analyzed and track the signal. The size of the camera limits the range capabilities. He will most likely still be within the receiving range.” The agent scurried off to fulfill Sesshomaru’s demand. Sesshomaru called in his coordinates and waited for the helicarrier to arrive. This terrorist or “The Jewel” as he liked to call himself had first started out as a series of unimportant chemical thefts across Japan. However over the course of two months The Jewel had raised the stakes by infiltrating several defense offices, stealing fire arms, and his latest accomplishment, depleting the Nagasaki sector of Japan of most of its nuclear weapons. This man was building an arsenal and no one wanted to know where or when he would unleash it. Fury had deployed him and his half brother in order to put a swift end to this problem. After the New York incident the last thing Sesshomaru wanted to do was fail.

Inuyasha boarded the helicarrier along with Sesshomaru. He could tell that his brother was more than a little ticked that the bastard had managed to give them the run around. He sighed, he couldn’t wait to go him and have some ramen.

 Sesshomaru’s eye twitched. His neighbor was blasting paramour again. He himself had no quam with the band but after fifty-eight hours of work all he wanted was peace. He stormed over to her door and knocked. Perhaps he should have reeled in his anger a bit because his angry knocking had managed to create an impressive split on his neighbor’s door. Through the crack he could see her shocked expression which quickly morphed into anger.

“What the heck did you just do?” She squeaked.

“You should be more considerate and turn down that music for the sake of your neighbors” he phrased his words as effectively and nonthreatening as he could. The woman’s face turned an impressive shade of red. The humorous shade of red drew his attention to the woman’s more appealing facial features. Her eyes were crystalline in nature and her pouty red lips were quite lovely. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the rest of her body was equally tempting. Her breasts heaved whether it was because she was breathing deeply or she was yelling at him he didn’t care all he was able to pay attention to was the small bead of sweat trickled between her glorious globes. Sesshomaru shook his head. Perhaps it was time he did a little sparing in order to rein in his beasts desires. Sesshomaru snapped out of his reverie when he realized the woman had moved a lot closer than she was before.

“Hello! Are you even listening to me? You broke my damn door? Who’s going to fix this mess?” She ranted.

“This would not have happened had you just been considerate and lowered the music volume. I tire of this conversation. You should be grateful that I feel kind enough to waste my valuable time and resources to fix your door. Perhaps next time you’ll think twice when you feel the need to annoy others with your trashy music.”

Kagome could do nothing but gape at the prick that had just broken her door and had the nerve to grace her with the prospect of a new one. The jerk continued his walk back towards his apartment with a smirk on his face. Before closing his door he looked back to find Kagome flipping him off and angrily slamming what remained of her door.