Disclaimer : none of the naruto characters or story are mine, and that's too bad, 'cause I would move at a faster pace (please excuse those words of arrogance)
Well, first time conceiving a fic in english (usually Itranslate from french), so hope you like it
Amidst those fields of death, these two had been going at it for hours, trampling over the corpses, disfiguring them beyond recognition. They forgot why they were fighting and who they were.
Both bloodied and mutilated, with no thoughts left in their brain, they were now throwing themselves at each other, punching one another into the distance, then getting back up to do it all over again.
The blond-haired one had half his left arm severed, and a hole in his stomach ; the black-haired one had one eye gone and was missing a chunk of his right thigh. The blood loss clouding their vision, they were looking for each other in rage.
Their humanity lost, they weren't even beasts anymore, they were suicidal mad men, with no regard for death, be it others' or their own, they were true shinobis.
Perched on a charred tree, a crow was observing the fight, waiting for one to die. This crow would change the outcome.
Tired of waiting, it went to another corpse. At that moment, both fighters, exhausted and annoyed by the other's resilience, picked up a weapon from the battleground, ready to drag their enemy down with them, and charged. The crow plunged its beak in the cadaver, waking him up. With the last of his strenght, that third fighter extended his shadow and stopped the black haired man in his tracks, while the blond-haired one plunged his kunai in his enemy's throat.
There was a fleeting moment of silence and stupefaction, and he died. The shadow man then died too, and left the victor alone.
The victor then fell on his knees, howling his hate of his own un-ending life, amidst those fields of death.
So, did you like ? Even if you think it's shit, please review.
