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Preface: What Threats Can You Make?
"If my arms get ripped off, I'll just kick him to death! If my legs get ripped off, I'll just bite him to death! If my head gets ripped off, I'll just stare him to death! If my eyes get ripped off, I'll just curse him to death! And if he gouges out my eyes, I'll curse him from beyond the grave!"
-Naruto Uzumaki
He grasped his right eye in pain as he struggled to keep himself from falling over. The rain patted softly against the ground and he panted for breath to escape from the pain. He needed to be far away from any inhabitants of the village or he could easily ruin the peace that his father strived to keep for so long.
"Now, child, are you finally ready to accept your fate?"
He whipped around to face the pale man with silver snakes slivering towards him and he couldn't help but trip over his feet. He swore as he hit the ground, mud staining is clothes and face, and with one blue eye glaring up at the strange man.
"No way in hell." He snarled at him and the man couldn't help but smile at him, small fang like teeth as if he were part snake, shined down at him.
"Are you sure about that, child?" the man asked and he slowly moved his hand down covering his eye, wincing as he shivered in the rain.
"Yes…I can't do something like that to one of my friends…" he said and shook his head from the thoughts of it, "No way would I do that. Even though your offer is tempting I can't go backstabbing everyone in the village."
"Such great thoughts for a child. You truly are your father's child." The man stated and then the snakes moved closer to him, "Although, I am much interested making that deal with you even if I have to make some arrangements towards that precious little sister of yours."
His eyes grew wide and snarled back at him, "You place a single finger on her and I'll kill you!"
The man chuckled a little at this and bent down in front of him, with his golden eyes laughing at him.
"What threats can you even make, child?" he whispered and he felt the rain pour hard on him, downing his thoughts that he could actually even make a single strike against him.
"Now do you realize what is your choice, child?" he asked and held his hand out to him before he closed his other eye then opened them back up to reveal his right eye being the iris and pupil a very light white with his veins pulsing around it.
"And it's not child, asshole," he said as he grasped the hand that pulled him back up, "It's Bolt Uzumaki."
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