She had no name. A disgrace to her village because of a feature that she was born with. They hated her. They beat her. They dragged her threw the streets and raped her.
But, she never gave into her anger. She was too young to fully understand that...
She laid there, her eyes staring at the snow falling gently around her. Her silver hair seemed to blend in, but her bright red cover was what showed the towns people she was still lying there. Exactly where the man had left her, many had beaten her and hated her. And two days ago a man had dragged her out of the broken down home at the end of the street and dragged her into the middle of the town to publicly disgrace her. Some thought he went to far, especially with raping a 12 year old, but others wished they had been apart of it. Even now a man and woman walked over to the disgrace laying on the ground. She looked up at them with wide terrified eyes, and for good reason. The man suddenly gripped her hair and pulled her up causing the young female to whimper. The wife of the man huffed at how gross she looked, with ears and a tail like that. "I want to have fun too." The man growled, and starts to drag her away. Usually girls or any kid in general would kick and scream while they are being dragged by their hair. But, she didn't seem to notice as this wasn't the first time. Most of the village drug her around by her hair, not realizing her legs worked just as well. The wife followed hitting and kicking the girl whenever she could, not caring that they wouldn't show up on the child's already damaged skin. The red robe was yanked off by the female and soon enough she was bare to the village. Scratched, burns and scars marred her pale skin as well as bruises and stab wounds. This didn't deter the wife or husband, but instead caused the two to cackle evilly.
Dragging her up the stairs to their apartment the wife watched as her husband threw her on the bed.
The young girl stared at the man with wide eyes as he began to pull at the tie around his baggy trousers. Right as he pulled everything off, and grabbed her scalp again everything seemed to come to a frozen stop. A flash of silver, then a flash of red and the man's hand was still connected to her head. However, his hand was not his anymore as he gave a scream and fell to the floor. She stared with wide eyes at the sight, of his arms being cut from his body. The wife gave a scream and ran for the door but eventually she too was no more. Soon, it was quite in the house and the little girl stared at her hands which were now covered in blood. Then a gently hand was taking the man's fingers from her hair. The little girl stared up at the masked person, and gave a slight start at the other man as well. They were both there, but what exactly for? She wondered this as the taller man looked on with disgust at the sight of her naked mangled body. He didn't miss the sight of blood between her thighs, but once he met her eyes he felt surprise. They held a gentleness never before seen by him, she looked so beautiful and even gave a gentle smile to the two. "Haku, grab her and lets go."
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With that the girl was being held bridal style in the arms of the masked boy. "What is your name?" A gentle voice asked from behind the mask, as the taller figure grabbed her red robe and gently laid is over her. She only looked up at the boy and gave a shake of her head signaling she had no name. The group were soon running through the woods, on their way to the meeting spot of their next victim. Haku hummed gently, wondering what the name of the girl should be. "Emiko." Before the masked boy could give a good name, his partner decided for him. The girl looks at the man who had named her and smiled. "Smiling child." Haku whispered, glancing at the female in his arms. "When we get to the bridge, pretend to use her as a hostage if need be." Zabuza told the masked boy, his mind planning out the events before they got there.
Emiko began to hum gently, seeming to repeat Haku's earlier actions. Soon enough they were at the bridge and Zabuza made quick work of the workers. Emiko watched as he made some strange symbols with his fingers and suddenly they were surrounded by fog. Haku went to sit her down but stopped when he noticed something. "Zabuza." He gasped, causing the tall man to jump over to them. Once he noticed the girls feet he too felt a bit green. Without hesitation he began to wrap the child's feet, wondering how she could have survived so long with the bottom of her feet having been skinned. She winced and whimpered whenever the man tightened the bandaged but then smiled at him when he finished. Haku stared at her in wonder, 'what all have you survived?' Then they felt it, the change in the air as Team 7 came closer. Zabuza got up then looked down at the girl, with a glance at Haku the boy pinched the girls neck causing her to faint in his arms. He then stood up leaving her at his feet, almost trying to make it seem like they had done this to the girl.
Kakashi walked closer to the bridge, already noticing the blood lust in the air. He prepared himself for the worst, but as he walked up to the two enemies something was out of place. A young girl laid at the masked boys feet, her body mangled and covered in scars. "What did they do to her??" Sakura gasped behind me, having noticed the hurt girl as well. Tazuna stared at the girl with wide eyes, wondering what she was doing all the way over here in the first place. Everyone knew not to mess with Gato's play toy, but as he looked at the people around him he knew not to say anything as a fight was about to break out.
