Strong arms hold me in place as I struggle to get free. My legs kick and kick but it doesn't seem to bother the large man, and I do the only thing I know to protect Tsunami and her child.
"INARI! Get your mother and run. NOW!" I scream so loud that my throat burns, and watch as the boy and his mother flee.
Then, a sharp pain and nothing. They had knocked me out.
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Dark, damp and smelly. That's what this warehouse was. I was tied to a makeshift cross, which turned out to be strangely comfortable. My hair had fallen from its holder, spilling over my shoulders and hiding my face from the world. Loud, obnoxious voices echoed through the rusted building and I winced at the volume. I stared up at what was biding me and frowned. It wasn't rope, but it sure as hell was strong.
"You realize you're fucked, right?" Inner spoke.
I rolled my eyes. "No shit." And I froze.
I had just done something incredibly stupid, and that was speak. The voices went silent before my captors were in front of me, Gato leading them like some pack of idiotic dogs. "So it seems you're awake." His voice was deep and cocky and made me want to vomit.
"It seems I am." I smirk and lean foreword as best I can, a glimmer of excitement in my gaze. "So, what're you gonna do to me? Mental torture? Physical? Or are you just gonna cart me around and display me like some sort of parade float?"
The little man cackled, and his goons followed suit. "I'm not going to do anything-they are." He gestures to the men behind him before turning to leave.
However, before he left Gato stopped and said something to them, but it was too quiet to make out. They nodded and he took his leave, while I was left to watch in fearful curiosity as to what they would do.
It didn't take me long to find out.
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Third Person Pov
Three men advanced on a defenseless child, a gleam of insanity in their eyes. Each one held a different weapon-a wooden stick, a kunai, and some very strange looking brass knuckles. These men looked hungry for her pain, longing to hear the screams of the unarmed shinobi.
They all attacked at once, staying focused on her reactions. Blow after blow was made, slice after slice. After three minutes of the unrelenting beating, they stood back to breathe. All was silent until a mixture of spit and blood landed with a satisfying 'plop' at their feet. They met her amused gaze with anger and confusion-why wasn't she screaming in pain? A bloodied smile came to her lips, no hint of pain showing on her porcelain face. She cackled. "You sure do know how to show a girl a good time."
~On The Bridge~
Cloudy skies watched as more blood was shed beneath them. Metal on metal, fists on skin, anger filled cries and snarky remarks filled the skies with sound. Then, an explosion. The very Earth shook as the unnatural event took place, the fighters looking on in shock. There, in the midst of the orange chakra that flowed through the air stood a boy. A very angry boy, but still a boy nonetheless.
He stood face to face with another boy, a serene kindness showing on his features. A kindness not meant for the battlefield, one that seemed so out of place among all of the chaos around them. And suddenly, the kindness was replaced with urgency, and he was gone. Lightening crackled and plunged into the child, his heart destroyed and his kindness now a mere memory to those that once knew him.
Then, as if it had never happened attention shifted. Just another life lost to a fight not necessarily needed to be fought.
The shinobi gazed at the end of a bridge, and what they saw made all of them, even the Demon himself, bubble with fury. There Gato stood, surrounded by ninja, and in his cliched fist was a certain pink-haired kuinoichi, beaten and bloody, being held up by her unusually vibrant hair.
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FanfictionDying is weird. Most would think they'd fall asleep and poof! They're where they're supposed to go. Heaven, Hell or Nirvana or something. Others don't know what will happen, but I can guarantee you that they wouldn't think it would be being reborn...