Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. Thank you to my friend, Riley, for this idea!
The crystal rain beat on the window evenly and on any other night would be soothing. The room was cold, the same temperature as outside. Moonlight shown through the window, casting a pale light over the room and its contents. In the corner stood a small bed, unmade with a seemingly breathing lump of covers in the center. Every few seconds or so, the occupant of the bed would let out a sob, echoing through the wood paneled room before slowly fading. Breath, sob, shudder: the endless cycle that went on for days.
Under the warmth of the covers lied a girl, her violet hair covering her face and wet from tears. She clutched her knees, pulling them close so that she was in a fetal position. The sheets beneath her face were damp with fresh tears and she gasped for the little air that was trapped beneath the sheets. She felt as though she was suffocating, and it made her almost happy. She was done with the world, waiting for a death that was inevitable. She welcomed it, inviting it to take her into its grateful bosom.
"You are here for my gain. You are just a pawn," his words echoed in her head as she tried to force them from her mind. She covered her head with the pillows, attempting to smother the words away to no avail. Gasping, she threw the covers from her body, shivering from the chill in the room. She slipped her feet off the bed, standing up gingerly before falling to the cold wood floor with a thud. Pain from the impact her knees had with the floor rushed through her, and she pulled herself up, grabbing onto anything to steady herself as she made her way to the window.
The rain distorted her view to the outside as it hit the panes rhythmically. She stared at it with her brown eyes that had become puffy as a result of her crying. Her skin had become unnaturally wan in the course of the last week and her eyes, normally full of excitement and enthusiasm now were seemingly faded. Looking at her reflection on the glass, she did not recognize the girl in front of her, full of sadness and regret. She saw a stranger that frankly scared her.
"Come come, be good. You must listen to your master, after all," his voice sounded again. Her eyes flashed briefly with uncontrolled rage and she lashed out, hitting the window causing it to slam open and hit the opposite wall. The rain began to dampen the room, hitting her skin and causing her to shudder. Grabbing onto the frame, she raised herself out of the room and onto the roof outside completely ignoring the pains that shot from legs and stomach.
She lowered herself down so that she was sitting on the slick roof, battered by rain. Her previously disheveled hair slicked to her back and her clothes soaked completely from the rain. She grabbed her knees, again forcing them to her chest while ignoring the searing pain. The rain dripped on the many bruises that now adorned her skin and she shuddered from the memories that flooded her as she looked at them.
"Come come, Anko, be good. You must listen to me. You wouldn't want something to happen to the village if you disobeyed me," the voice chanted again and she clutched her ears, thrusting her head into her lap. "Do not resist or it will hurt even more than it already does. She rocked back and forth, willing the memories to go away. "You are a pawn, here for me. Now do as I say. Make love to me." The rocking became sobbing and Anko quickly found herself losing the sanity that had been slipping away. "Don't resist. I will kill you if you resist. Don't tell. Your village would pay for that mistake." She cried harder, begging for death. Anything to escape. "Obey me. Let me in." Her nails dug into her skin and beads of scarlet blood began to form, running down her leg with the rain. "Good girl. See, you will love it."
The roof came closer as Anko fell to the side. Her face collided with it and she felt herself slipping off the slick roof. She made no attempt to stop herself as she slipped from it, finally falling off. The ground collided with her, causing pain to sear through her chest and blood to drip from her nose and mouth at a steady flow. She could not move and the blackness of unconsciousness threatened her, closing in on her. The rain battered her face as she looked to the ominous sky, challenging death to take her from this cruel world. She could not deal with the pain he caused her, the pain that she couldn't escape from. Every night, he abused her, forcing himself on her against her will, threatening her life and that of the village. His snakelike tongue caressed her neck as he touched her all over and she wanted so badly to disappear. She could not overpower him or his snake companions for he was the snake demon. She had no hope of escaping. Only death could give her that gift.
~AN~
Poor Anko. Hope you liked my attempt at a kind of depressing fanfiction. In health, we watched a video about child abuse (hosted by Oprah) and my friend, Riley, turned to me and said that it reminded her of how whenever Anko sees Orochimaru, she kind of has a look of fear in her eyes, almost like he abused her when she was his pupil. I asked her if I could write a fanfiction about it and she said yes. Hence this depressing story! Hooray for random health movies! (hosted by Oprah!)