Hacked! by Yukisora

Rot, In the Flames of Hell

Prologue

~* Somewhere in Moscow, Russia *~

"Leave it! We've gotta split!"

"But, its evidence!"

"I'll take care of it, now go get the car!"

A figure darted through the darkened streets of Moscow toward the SUV they had prepared for just this sort of occasion. The person remaining stared at the dead body before them, scorning at the man.

"If you'd agreed, you wouldn't have had to die."

Then, this figure grabbed a canteen of gasoline, and flicked a heated lighter over at the body. Before it could explode, the person grabbed some papers, and turned to the awaiting SUV by the curb.

Chapter One

Rot, in the Flames of Hell

~* From the Personal Diary of Arrow *~

Souta's been missing for what is three months now. There seems to be no trace of him ANYWHERE what so ever. The police are out searching for him, but they seem to believe that what they'd find is a body.

I'm not sure if I disagree.

I've told Dagger and Blade of the situation, and they seem to agree. Souta, my baby brother, is possibly dead. I've been searching for clues, as to what might have happened to him-but the most I've gotten so far, is that he was last seen in Russia.

What was he doing in Russia?

I can't see my brother dead. I just can't. But I'm going to say this. If Souta is dead, then whoever it is that killed him is going to pay-ten times worse.

~* End Diary Entry *~

The tapping of keys stopped. All was quiet in the room, but for the quiet ticking of a coca-cola clock by the bedstead. Blue gray eyes stared at the people twirling round and round under the clock, as the second hand continued to tick.

It didn't register immediately, the ringing of the telephone. Frowning slightly, she saved her document, and turned off her laptop. The moment the screen turned black, she turned to the ringing phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this Miss Kagome Higurashi?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I am Officer Rodon. We've just recently received a body from Moscow. We'd like you to come and identify the body."

Moscow. Russia. "The body..."

"Yes, Miss Higurashi. The possible body."

~*~*~*~

Kagome walked through the corridors of the Sherwood Hospital. The white tile floor and fluorescent light shone white, making the long corridor all the more dull and foreboding.

Her blood-red heels clicked against the floor, as she walked pushed through the metal door, and into the room. Inside, three police officers, one she recognized as the chief of this case Officer Rodon, stood by a body covered by a white sheet.

Kagome took a deep breath, and walked up to the body. Quietly, Officer Rodon lifted the sheet.

A burned face of charred black and white, dried blood, and gutless eyes stared back at Kagome. His mouth was opened in horror, with his teeth covered in rusted blood. His gums seemed to have burned completely, leaving what teeth left in their roots. His nose had been slashed several times, making it nothing but a bloodied mess.

Kagome closed her eyes, and turned away. "No. That's not Souta."

The officer quickly covered the head again. "We're sorry for putting you through that, Miss Higurashi."

Kagome nodded quickly, and left the hospital. "Call me, if you've gotten any news of Souta." She walked through the hospital, until she reached the exit. The sun was shining brightly outside. It was a clear, cloudless, summer day.

Placing her sunglasses back on, she opened the door, and headed towards the streets, where a blazing red convertible waits. The engine roared, as Kagome neared, and she flipped over the top. On the wheel, was a man with black hair tied into a ponytail. Three hoop earrings adorned his left ear, with the second one being the largest hoop. Next to him was his girlfriend. Her long black hair had been tied into a high ponytail, with highlighted bangs framing her face.

"How was it?" the girl asked, as her boyfriend burst through the streets of New York.

"Not him." Kagome plopped onto the backseat, and laid down. "Just another bloodied mess that I've the misfortune of seeing."

"At the rate the PD is going, the last of Souta's trail is going to be gone. The longer we wait, the colder the murderer's trail's going to be." The guys said, crossing an intersection just before the light turned red.

"So we've developed that he's dead?" Kagome asked, turning her eyes on a sign that read "Come on to Stacey's Pastries!! Where you'll get all the muffins you can get!!!"

"We can't deny that anymore, `Gome."

Kagome's eyes met the chocolate ones of the other girl. Seeing the sincerity in them, she finally sighed. "I know."

"Sango and I've been thinking," the guy said, turning a sharp left.

"You think, Miroku? About anything besides how to get girls in bed?" Kagome joked, sitting up. The wind blew past her hair, setting them streaming behind her.

"Har, har...how funny." His eyes rolled, as he stopped for a red light. Turning on his seat, his violet-black eyes bore down onto hers. "Seriously. What are you planning to do about Souta's death?"

"Track down the murderers and send them personally to hell."

The reply came swiftly, without a second's hesitation. Sango turned to Miroku with a triumphant smile. "Told you she'd say that."

Miroku sighed. "I didn't argue with that fact." He turned back towards the rode, and gunned the engine to life. They took off down the blocks again through the houses and buildings of New York City.

Kagome sighed, and settled back onto her seat. Her eyes closed, as she thought of her brother being murdered by some random people.

Why? Why did they kill Souta? What was the cause? What did they get out of if?

"I don't know," Kagome muttered. "But believe me, Souta, I'm going to find out. And make them pay."

Author's Corner

Yuki: Yay!!!!!!! *throws out sake bottle to random partygoers* The release for Hacked! is finally in motion!!!!!!

Hachi: *munching chocolate* Three cheers for the new story!!!!!!!

All: Hip, hip, hooray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Miroku: *peers around the room* Look at all these hot girls milling around... *drool*

[Whack!]

Sango: *drags drooling houshi off stage* You hentai...

Kagome: *shakes head* You're supposed to be Sango's BOYFRIEND in this fic, you flaming hentai!!! WHAT were you THINKING??

Miroku: I-ow!-don't-ow!!-Sango, stop-hey! Ow!-know!!! OW!!!!!! SANGO!!!!!

Yuki: *sigh dreamily* Aren't they completely cute together??

Hachi: *stares over at the unconscious Miroku and fuming Sango* Oh, yes Yuki, very. *munch*

Kagome: They'll get over it. *turns to the rest of the guests* Well come on everyone! This is a release celebration!!!! Why isn't anyone drunk yet?? *raises a glass and start downing it*

Yuki: Uh, Kag...I don't think...

[Shoves glass into Yuki's hand.]

Yuki: O.o OoooOOOooo...cherry wine!!!!!!!

Kagome: *raises hand in a tired motion* That's the spirit Yuki...ahhh...

Hachi: T.T ...darn...I'm going to be stuck carry those two back...

Sango: *throws Sake bottle over to Hachi* If you're drunk, Hach, you wouldn't have to carry us back!!! *downs another bottle of sake*

Hachi: Uh...hm...

{Uh, a reminder-no drinking until you're 21.}

Yuki: Remember to REVIEW!!!!!!!! ^^- This drunken writer would like to get LOTS and LOTS of REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GIMME!!! GIMME!!!!!! GIMME!!!!!!

Hachi: She meant to add please. T.T()

Lots of greets,

Yukisora and Hachigatsu