The Demons We Share. (Naruto Fanfiction)

#42

~2 Hours Later~

"Hey, look!" I say, pointing down, "a giant rock!" Everyone else looks down, and TenTen looks at the paper Temari sent on the messenger hawk. "It does say they took Gaara in this direction," she rolls up the report, "it's worth checking out at least." The six of us jump down from the upper ground, and we all land on the water; the boulder is enormous now that I'm this close to it.

"Be careful everyone," Kakashi sensei says, "we don't know if this place is trapped or if there are people around us." I walk closer to the boulder and inspect it; nothing looks out of the ordinary to me. 'I don't see anybody around us," Neji says as he uses his byakugan to look, "the only thing I see is a few people inside that cave."

"So, do I just blow this rock to bits?" I say as I point at it, "because it looks like that's the-" I tense up when the boulder suddenly blows up when my fingernail grazes' it. "Uh," I say nervously, "Sorry." Guy Sensei laughs and slaps my back so hard I fall face down in the water, "what amazing strength!" He yells out as he picks me back up with one hand, "that's the raging power of youth!"

"What's done is done," Kakashi Sensei says as he pats my head, "at least we can go inside." From the corner of my eye, I can see Lee looking at me with stars in his eyes, TenTen chuckles a little, and Neji's eyes twitch as his byakugan is still active. I quickly walk inside the cave, he might pressure point my chakra points at any second, and I don't want to stand around and find out.

When we all entered, I looked around, and this place was exactly how it looked in my dream from last night; it gave me the chills. "Well, well, well," I heard a man say, "looks like someone destroyed our little door; how rude." I look over and see a blonde man with one eye covered by his hair sitting on Gaara. And right next to him was another person hunched over, but they didn't look human at all.

"Shut up, Deidara," the hunchback says to the blonde, "they would have gotten here sooner if you didn't drop that boulder in the first place. You know how much I despise waiting." Deidara rolls his eye and looks at all of us, "anyways," he says, "you all made it in time to watch what we do to a jinchuriki." He gets off Gaara, and the totem-looking thing from behind expels almost like a ghostly wave at Gaara.

The blue soul-looking thing engulfs Gaara and levitates him; Gaara yells out as his eyes and mouth turn red and chakra starts to get pulled out. "What the hell do you think you're doing to him?!" I yell out, "stop it before I do it myself!" I take a step forwards, but Kakashi holds out his arm and blocks my path, "not yet, Natsuna," he says.

"I wouldn't act so reckless if I were you," said the hunchback, "one more move, and my puppets will rain down and cut you all up to bits." I focus more on him and briefly see a string of chakra, I follow it, and once again, my dream was right. Above us all, there were about one hundred puppets with weapons drawn out, "did I forget to mention each blade is coated with poison?" The small enemy says, "it would take meer minutes for that poison to kill any one of you."

I grit my teeth; why didn't I mention my dream to anyone?! Maybe if I did, we wouldn't be trapped like mouses! This is all my fault; there's no other explanation! "What exactly are you all planning?" Kakashi sensei says, "why do you need a jinchuriki?" Deidara smirks and points behind him. "See that ugly totem thing?" He says, "well, first off, it's called the ghetto statue. We're going to extract all tailed beasts, and when we finally have all nine, we'll use that to beat the current ten-tailed jinchuriki. Only then will the ten-tailed wolf be finally placed into its rightful vessel."

My eyes widen; I freeze as I stare directly at the ghetto statue; what the hell do they mean with 'its rightful vessel?' They aren't going to stop hunting every jinchuriki? Won't they all die if that happens? Do they not know I'm the current ten-tailed jinchuriki? My fingers get cold, and my throat gets a little dry the longer I stare at it, I can't explain it, but there's terrible energy about it that's calling out to me.