This is my first story ever and I would really appreciate everybody's opinion, feedback and commentary. Love it, hate it, whatever, I can take it, but thanks for reading! You all rock so hard! Stay beautiful! Now, without further ado…
Akatsuki: The Next Generation
Chapter 1: Origins Lost
Zamira inhaled deeply, preparing herself mentally for her conference with Madara. It was unusual for him to speak with her directly for she was only the second in command. Plus, she had orders to face him alone and that made the nineteen year old uneasy. He was a vicious man and one of the only things Zamira truly feared. Aside from snakes that is. Snakes were pretty bad too.
She slowly raised her hand to knock, but before she had a chance to tap on the door, Madara ordered her to enter. She did. It was best to keep him from waiting. The room was surprising well lit and Madara was sitting casually on top of a long table with his legs crossed. "Relax, Zamira, you have nothing to fear right now. You are not in trouble. I simply have a favor to ask that I feel your area of expertise covers well." Zamira gritted her teeth as she remembered the last time she did Madara a favor, still, he had to be obeyed. As of now, he held all the cards. If only Zamira could change that.
"What do you ask of me, Leader?" She questioned, dreading the response.
"Another member is lost to us. Inform his offspring." Zamira felt her heart drop. That meant Kisame had passed. She had to inform sweet little Kalypso and Gale that their father wouldn't be coming home this time. Granted, everyone else had lost their parents, but still. Those two were two of the youngest, not including little Hiro. No one would have wished this for them, and yet, it was now a reality.
"Leader," Zamira spoke hesitantly, "Who took his life?"
Madara turned his visible eye towards her, "He remained loyal to me until the very end and took his own life." Zamira shook her head sadly. So he was being interrogated then. Poor Kisame. Poor kids. Madara broke through her thoughts, "Although, personally, I wouldn't think it wise to tell the children that. Good luck, darling. Dismissed."
Zamira turned to leave, thinking of how she could break this to the children without breaking their hearts. Maybe Masakai would be willing to help? Then again, it would be selfish of her to ask this of him. There were so many politics involved.
Also, I'd like to know if anyone believes this is going anywhere. That'd be really helpful. Thanks again for reading, deuces, good-bye.