Half-Breed Girl

A Sesshomaru (From Inuyasha) Fanfic.

By Teresa Kinner

Disclaimer: I don't own Sesshomaru, or any of the other characters from the Inuyasha Series. However, I do own my own made-up characters.

Note: I know I'm going to be changing Sesshomaru's personality some, I just don't know how much. This is a dream I've been having lately and so I decided to write it. If you don't like the idea of Sesshomaru's personality, then don't read. If you do, enjoy, 'cause this is going to be good.

Chapter 1

"Exactly where are we going Mr. Shock?" I ask, trying to see out the very dark tinted window.

"We are going someplace where one of your family member's used to work," Mr. Shock answers, "But don't ask where it is or what it's called. I can't exactly tell you that."

"You do realize that made me very suspicious right?" I question, looking over at him as I say this.

"Yes, I know," he sighs, "but trust me when I say that it will be worth your patience Ms. Lightning."

"I hope so," I say, "and how many times do I have to tell you it's not Ms. Lightning, its Teresa?"

"I'm sorry Ms.- I mean, Teresa," Mr. Shock chuckles, "It has been some time since I have gotten to call someone by their first name, so I seem to be slipping up a lot."

"You are," I chuckle, "but I forgive you."

"Mr. Shock, we are there," the driver says suddenly, making me jump, "Where would you like me to park?"

"Over by the front doors will work," Mr. Shock says, "Ms. Lightning's not handicapped so we can walk."

"Again with the Ms. Lightning thing," I say, "Next time I hear you call me Ms. Lightning without telling them my first name you will get slapped on the back of the head."

"I'm sorry Teresa," he says, "I'll try my best to remember."

"You better," I say, smiling, "Otherwise your head is going to be hurting by the end of the day."

Mr. Shock smiles too, and a few seconds later he opens his door.

I open my door too, and am immediately greeted by a big sign reading "Hotel 66".

"Um, I hate to ask, but what is Hotel 66?" I question.

"I'll tell you when we get inside," Mr. Shock says, "It's best to not say anything out here in the open."

"Okay," I say.

We walk to the front doors, but there doesn't seem to be a way in. There is, however, a hand print scanner on each side of the doors.

"How do we get in?" I ask, eyeing the scanners with interest.

"Place one of your hands on the matching hand scanner," Mr. Shock responds.

I look at him in a cautious way, but then I decide to follow his instructions. I place my left hand on the left hand scanner, and it runs a blue light under my hand.

"Welcome Ms. Lightning," a programed woman's voice says, and the front doors open.

"Well done," Mr. Shock says, and we walk through the doors.

Just before I walk into the building though, I take one more quick look at the scanner.

"Was that scanner cleaning itself?" I ask after we enter the building.

"We've programed them to clean themselves after every person uses it," he answers, "That way no one's fingerprints or handprints can be picked up by someone else."

"Well that works," I say, smiling.

We walk down the long hallway and into an elevator. We go in it, and Mr. Shock presses the B16 button.

"B16?" I ask, raising my eyebrow at him.

"Basement 16," he says off hand, "We work underground instead of above ground."

"That actually makes sense," I comment, "If you want to be undetectable you need to go under."

"Correct," Mr. Shock says.

We lapse into silence for a little bit. Once we get to Basement 16, the doors open, and we step out.

"There's only one room in here," I say, looking around.

"That's what they want you to think," he says, "This is where your Great-Uncle has been working on his latest, and last, project. But he had to put it into a separate room that only he, the doctor, and I know about. And since he wanted you to work on it as well, you will know about it too."

"Mr. Shock, what is Hotel 66?" I ask, feeling now is a good time to ask.

"Hotel 66 is just a cover name for us. We are actually known as Area 66, although not many people know about us. Area 66 is specifically designed for things known as Demons," Mr. Shock says, "We are a secret organization set apart from the main Government branches. Unlike Areas 50, 51, and 52, we do not have to check in with the Government. We run on our own."

"Do you still have to follow their laws?" I ask.

"Yes," he answers, "But that is the only thing we have to follow."

Mr. Shock stops before a solid wall, and starts feeling around on it. I look at him in a very confused way, and he says, "I'm looking for the button."

"Okay," I say, still feeling very confused, but I know I will get an answer very soon.

After a few seconds, he says, "Aha, found it," and he lifts up a place in the wall.

I look, and see there's a button under the place. Mr. Shock presses it, and then closes the door.

As soon as he closes the door over the button, the wall starts trembling and slowly lifts up and out of sight. After a few minutes, I find myself staring into a glass box as big as a house. After a few seconds of staring inside it, I gasp.

"Yes," Mr. Shock says in answer to my gasp, "That's a real live Demon."