"Well, that took longer than I expected" Glasses told us.
I crouched down, sliding Kimmimaros body off of my back. He thudded onto the floor, his head smacking against the concrete.
"Bones are not normally a problem for us sir" Nyx replied. "But these ones were huge."
"Really!?" Glasses exclaimed. "I expect a report from you both, be sure to include diagrams of your findings, I want to know exactly what our Kimmimaro was capable of"
"Depends sir."
Glasses raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"On what exactly?"
"On when our alliance runs out, which technically it should have been exactly when Kimmimaro died" Nyx said flatly.
Kabuto chuckled slightly.
"Our alliance formally ends tomorrow, after the public Funeral where Ryuu will be expected to attend."
"Why do you say it like that sir?" I asked, looking at the sinister gleam in his eyes.
"Say what like what child?"
"Funeral"
"Ah, because it won't technically be a funeral. His body cant be there." He said, snapping his fingers. Two servants came out of the shadows and bowed low behind him.
"Why not?" I said, I knew I was pushing it, and making Kabuto intrigued.
"Because I will be dissecting it of course, how can it be at the funeral and in my laboratory at the same time?" He smiled. "Really Ryuu, What else did you expect? You knew Kimmimaro the most didn't you? Didn't he tell you that this was his wish?"
I didn't reply. My body resumed its usual husk. The feelings from earlier were gone, replaced by my all too familiar emptiness.
"Right then" Kabuto announced, clapping his hands together. "Take the kids body to my lab" he commanded his servants.
"The report will be delivered to you tomorrow sir" Nyx said with a half hearted bow. Kabuto nodded and bowed to her back.
I watched the slaves pick up Kimmimaro, one by his legs and the other under his shoulders. An awful energy began to build up inside me from somewhere. The emptiness fought it, but the feeling was fighting back. I felt bigger than my body, I felt colder than this room, colder than Kimmimaros body. His neck slumped forward making his white hair hang over his face, concealing it from me. They hefted him up, jolting him and making his neck snap to the side. His jaw hung open slightly, like it had done when he had been asleep.
"Damn" One of the slaves cursed. "It's heavy isn't it?"
I looked at the slave who had just spoken. Red began to seep into my vision. He dropped Kimmimaro's legs onto the floor, to wipe his hands on his dirty sack clothing.
I was used to dead body's, I dealt with them all the time. Burnt them, buried them, made them explode, or simply disappear. This slave seemed to be the same, dealing with the dead. Somehow, that wasn't okay with me.
He spat on his hands, rubbed them together and began to pick up Kimmimaros legs again.
I locked my eyes onto Kimmimaros pale, broken body.
SNAP, SNAP, SNAP.
Femur, Sternum, Tibia.
SNAP, SNAP, SNAP.
"Please! Stop! Please!"
Somewhere behind me, the female servant shrieked.
SNAP. SNAP. SNAP.
Humerus, Radius, Ribs.
When the slave couldn't walk, couldn't feed himself, couldn't breathe properly, only then did I stop breaking his bones.
I felt Nyx's chakra build up, contemplating weather to join me, or stop me.
I held him up against the wall, forcing him to look into my eyes. He would be lucky, He would be the only one who got to see these eyes of mine and live to tell the tale.
"Only Death itself can treat the dead like that, and I am the daughter of Death." I whispered to him. The mans eyes darted around, focusing in and out of consciousness from pain. He moaned something of a reply, saliva dripping from now broken jaw. I threw him to the side, disgusted.
I turned to Kabuto, who visibly shrunk when he caught my eyes.
"My report will also be on your desk tomorrow, Sir" I bowed to him. "I shall see you tomorrow"
Kabuto nodded, straightening himself and pushing up his glasses with one finger.
I took my leave, the dark feeling seeping out from my fingers until the reassuring emptiness took its place once again.
