Cornered Rabbit

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Its body was awkwardly bent forward, its hands dipping into the sand. The creature began to straighten its back excruciatingly slow, the moment awkward and jerky, its hood was beginning to slide off the more upright its back became. At the same time one of the creature's hands reached up to its partially hidden face and a second later a gust of strong wind blew the rest of the hood off revealing its face and hand.

The audience got a good look at its face although the thing's eyes were still shut. Incased in its hand was a fluttering purple ribbon, a duplicate of the one Keiko currently had wrapped around her eyes. The creature sported a hideous grin which seemed only to grow when it realized everyone was watching it exposing rows of sharp teeth. The creature may have been a copy of Keiko but the creature was wild and crazed. And instead of having its long black hair pulled back in a neat braid like Keiko, the creature's hair was loose blowing in the wind madly.

Keiko stood in the same position since the fake handshake blood still dripping from her hand to the sand below. Yoko seemingly unforgotten stood off to the sidelines waiting and watching.

Craning its head unnaturally to its right where Yoko stood, it spoke again in the same gravely voice, "Its seems Princess we have an audience".

It let go of the purple ribbon that instant allowing the wind to snatch it away. Its eyes opened settling on Yoko, she froze when the creature's eyes caught her own. Its eyes were by far the most unsettling about the creature, its eyes resembling broken glass. Fear began coiling in the pit of her stomach, a voice in her head was screaming danger but she couldn't move.

The creature studied her, analyzing her with the same maddening smile plastered on its face. Now the ribbon was gone the hand reached up to its ear where something yellow sparkled when the sunlight hit it just right. The sparking yellow thing flowed from the creature's ear to the thing's hand, appearing to be some type of liquid. Its eyes narrowed dangerously, causing Yoko to shake violently. The creature seemed to see through her, every perceived flaw and vulnerability.

Back where Temari, Kankuro, and Gaara sat, Temari stated the obvious "Something is wrong". Kankuro nodded in agreement and Gaara sat there his emotions and thoughts unreadable but his eyes did flicker from the battle to where the councilmen sat. The councilmen undutiful seemed pleased about something and a slight frown formed on Gaara's usual poker face.

Back in the arena the creature sprinted forward at an alarming speed toward Yoko. The yellow liquid grew in its hand and solidified into a yellow glass sword, spraying sand when its wielder carelessly let it touch the ground. The creature was almost on top of Yoko and the moment it was in close proximity the creature brought its sword back to swing at her. Yoke was frozen in fear unable to escape her fate but before the creature could deliver the deadly blow something stopped it and a loud clanging noise echoed in the arena.

Keiko stood in front of Yoko holding the same sword the creature held, their swords were pressed together, the pressure caused from the two swords grinding together were eliciting sparks. The creature started laughing hysterically while it started to swing its sword wildly. Keiko kept up with its pace.

"I didn't take you to be you know a lover of these these Namuhs, love" spat the creature which was still laughing hysterically, tears welling up in its eyes. Keiko was able to push the creature back to the center of the arena away from Yoko, their swords still clashing together neither one able to land a hit on the other.

"Still not talking to me not even a hello, love. You're beginning to hurt my feelings." it crackled, it laughter never letting up. After a while of swords clashing, the creature leapt away, "I tire of this, princess". The creature stopped laughing but kept the same creepy smile and raised one hand.

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