Jashin's Child
Pairing: KakuzuxHidan; others may be mentioned (Like SasoxDei or SasuxNaru)
Warnings for the story: AU; OOC (it's a fan fiction; what do you expect?); lots of violence, blood, fights and gore; character deaths; OCs (only as minor characters)
Warnings for this chapter: blood, violence, character death, gore
Author: Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to my latest fan fiction, which for the first time will be a KakuzuxHidan and also my first 'published' dive into the Naruto fandom! I hope you like this first installment, which is a prologue, alas short. The chapters will be much longer (usually about 2.500 to 4.000 words) and the story itself will be my longest so far (meaning more than 20 chapters). If there is anything you want to have included in this story, please do tell. When it fits with the plot I have planned so far I'll include it. Now enough with rambling: here is Mister Disclaimer!
Mister Disclaimer: Hello my name is Disclaimer. Mister Disclaimer. And I have the license to tell you that Todesan does not own Naruto. And now enjoy the story.
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Wings spread out behind an angelic creature. Pale features contorted in sick pleasure, dark red blood staining the purest of white. Hollow laughter filled the empty cave, resonating from the rough walls, creating a dangerous atmosphere. Tiny footsteps could be heard as they ran. Ran from the horrors that lay within the darkest of spaces they ever saw. Sharp edges cut open their soft hands, thick hot liquid leaving a path like breadcrumbs.
The flutter of feathers could be heard, claws scratching stone walls caused inhuman screeches to fill the cave's long tunnels. A labyrinth out of which they couldn't escape. A deathly trap set up by a god so cruel the mere smell of his breath bringing death upon those unfortunate enough to breathe it in.
The puppet to that god, an angel so beautiful, a monster so cruel. Never had one lived to tell his tale. My tale. I was the nameless demon sent out to hunt those stupid enough to seek shelter in my cave. Jashin's tool to cause destruction and plant fear in the hearts of worthless heathens.
Slowly, casually, I wandered the tunnels I knew by heart, clawed fingers caressing the stone wall next to me, the soft tune of a song long forgotten by mortals escaping my pink lips. The frenzy of their hearts was leading my way, their anxious breathing loudly registered by my sensitive ears. The smell of their blood, so sweet, vaguely registered in my mind. A little game is what I was playing with them.
Eventually I reached a wide open space, the crystal clear lake in the middle a black endless pool, barely seen in the shine of torches. Their immortal flames lit these caves as long as I remembered, providing a light I didn't need to find my way around my dark home. The only reason they existed is to torture my victims. Not only did the fire licking flesh, burning skin and tissue, evict wonderful screams from bloody mouths, but it also showed them the damage I deal to their broken bodies.
One of them was hiding behind a rock, too small to cover the cowering body, too big for the kid to see me. A happy chuckle escaped my mouth, the anticipation of what is to come showing clearly in it's high pitch. Slowly, oh so slowly, I took step after step. Closer, closer, closer! The child's heart was beating fast and wild. Tha-thump tha-thump tha-thump. Like a galloping horse's hooves hitting the ground continuously.
A small squeak was all that was heard then I got a hold of the little girl. Her fingers clawed at the hand that I pressed to her mouth, preventing her from calling for help. Tears leaked from the wide open eyes, the pupil almost entirely swallowing the iris in fear.
My free hand travelled down the slender body, finding the girl's chest, pressing against the sternum. The bone cracked under the pressure and eventually gave in, giving way for my hand to enter the ribcage. Soft tissue tore, a wonderful scream, muffled by my fingers, tore from full lips. A feeling so good I couldn't describe it coursed through my veins. Joy. Excitement. I loved this. The pain I inflicted upon others. The agony I put them through. The noises I could cause them to make. The sweetest music to ever be heard is that final pained cry of a dying man.
My fingers felt around that tight hole, the flesh and organs pushing against the intruder. The blood cascading down the small body hitting the ground in wet splatters, staining the stone and my clothes. Finally I found what I had been searching for. The heart. That little organ that kept everyone alive. Softly I stroke the tender muscle, a moan falling from my mouth. This felt so indescribably good!
Taking pity on the kid I eventually fully closed my hand around the beating organ, carefully piercing it with my claws. The horn tore through the tissue, destroying what kept the kid living for so long and with a with a thump the corpse fell to the floor.
Now for the other two!
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Word count: 696
Heyho whoever decided to read this! I hope you liked that prologue and are interested in reading more *winks*
Next chapter will come as soon as I had the time to write. I'm really busy at the time, this being my last year before university (tons of exams X.X) and prom is coming up as well (on which I will be performing) _
Until then: *leaves some cookies and tea (or coffee for whoever prefers that)*
See ya!
~Todesan