Me, with a twist…
I never understood the meaning of death, until that is I caused the death of someone. Well I wouldn't necessarily say I caused it, more like me but with a twist… An alter-ego, a demon of sorts one for a thirst of blood and then some. It's a crazy thing to wake up in bed with that slight head ach, with blood on your hands wondering. "How the hell, what the hell did I do last night!" Looking at the blood on your hands, you scurry to the bathroom sink to wash it off only to discover the weapon off choice for any murder. A knife, a bloody one at that, simple but effective. Just sitting right by the sink, you back up until your back hit's the door frame and you slide down it with those wide eyes. And that whole time you stare at it the only thing going through your mind is panic, you chant to your self. "I'm not a murder… I couldn't kill anyone." After a point less thought process your mind starts going through images of what could have happened, who you could have killed. You manage to get back up, and you wobble your way over to the toilet, and puck… Your images are so gruesome they feel real, only thing is they are… You just don't know it yet, after a minute or two of hacking up last nights dinner. You attempt that nice warm shower that's suppose to wake you from your nightmare, help you escape reality. But it's when you step out of that shower, and step towards the fogged up mirror. That is when you truly relies your predicament, to relies your nightmare is only beginning. You slowly wipe the fog away, starting from the bottom right corner, completely forgetting the bloody knife that is an inch away, it's like opening a door you have never seen before. Mysterious, and so transfixed you are you just have to see.
And that's Is when I truly understood this nightmare of a reality, my usual blond haired, blue eyed, whiskered face is no more. But in its place is the same face, but with that twist of demonic rage that blood craving monster that's inside us all. And mine is staring right back at me with its pointed teeth, shaggy blondish red hair, and its darkened whiskers, and eyes that looked to have come off the devil him self. Stood me, and all my pent up evil that has finally unleashed its self upon this world, and into my daily life. An evil that has yet to be seen until now, my life as Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze, has taken its turning point for the worst. And the thought of this only being the beginning, terrifies me. Kami have mercy on my now retched soul, and for the next soul that will help feed this new blood lust.
OK… WELL THIS IS JUST SOMETHING I THOUGHT UP, AND WANTED TO SEE WHAT EVERYONE ELSE THINKS. PLEASE DON'T KEEP YOUR THOUGTHS ON THIS ONE TO YOUR SELF, AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK THROUGH A REVIEW PLEASE… ANYWAYS ENJOY NARUTO NATE OUT!