Now What Have I Gotten Myself Into? ~Enter Konoha's number one knuckle head

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        Chapter 46

Days past and I had used my stored blood packs in order to refill my canteen. Even though I had, I could not bring myself to even taste the chilled preservative. As for the empty plastic bags I had returned them into the scroll knowing I'll retrieve them at a later time to properly dispose of them. My pouch now rests beneath my pillow as I just sit and look out at the sky. After Sakura had left only one other visitor had tried to enter my room. Only successfully having a kunai thrown at her head. A sign to her that I did not wish to be plagued by her presence. The blond had merely blocked the kunai since if she had dodged it, the nurse behind her would have become an unsuspecting victim. When the blade had clattered to the floor the nurse somehow managed to usher Aphrodite out of the room understanding that I wanted nothing to do with her.

Why would I? It was because of her that I had been tortured for so long. Placed at the mercy of those who only wanted unnecessary information from me. It's not like she had even opted to trade me places. She has no idea what it was like to have my skin slowly sliced open repeatedly. To have searing hot brands melt my skin just so my healing would cover up what had been done. Be asked repeatedly the same questions over and over. Questions I had already answered before they had even begun. I even doubt she knows what it's like to have a hand inside your skin. The indescribable pain from the foreign flesh. Almost as if you were having surgery without any sort of anesthetics to dull the pain. My bones were broken and rebroken just as fast as I could heal. In a way, my energy depleting preventing me from healing like I normally do was a blessing. Before then they had figured out that their torturing techniques could move well beyond their usual limitations. Almost as if they were enjoying practicing such methods on me without the worry of me dying on them.

Ever since I woke up I have not been allowed even a minute of sleep. Every time I close my eyes I found myself back in that windowless room and strapped to that table again. Enduring everything from the very beginning. My own mind was torturing me as it replays my memories. "Such a wonderful look in your eyes my panther. So cold and calculating." Raising my head at the sound of the familiar voice I glance around the room as if I was expecting him to be standing somewhere within. Seeing nothing I look down at my legs as I curl my hands into fists. Sinking my fangs into my bottom lip and allowing the sweet juice to roll down my chin. "Such a shame for you to be left in such a state. You have lost all motivation. What is it that your heart desires?" His voice was wicked and sadistic trying to lead me into the depths of insanity. To follow his lead and wrap my arms around the madness.

Silently cursing his coaxing I find my eyes closing momentarily as the image of Light flies through my mind. Egging that voice to echo in my head again as it has done every so often since I had woken up with the curse mark. I fight to quiet my mind before opening my eyes again and pinning my hands with a hard glare. He didn't have to ask. I know exactly what I want and what I must obtain for it. "P. P." I tried to answer but my voice was too weak as it cracked and felt as if I was swallowing sharp blades.

"You want my power don't you girl." Giving a nod I move my glare to the blankets.

"K. K." I frown grabbing my pillow and throwing it across the room in my aggravation with my inability to speak properly. "Kill them all." I hiss as I raise my head knowing my eyes were glowing the same cursed red that had brought about my nightmares. Imagining the deaths of everyone who had betrayed me and had a hand in my torture. Everyone who was involved in the disappearance of Light's pendant. I heard his sinister laugh echoing around me just before it vanished as the door slides open. Grabbing my pouch I slip it beneath the blanket and glare back down at my hands allowing my hair to cover my face once again.