Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, a very talented man by the name of Kishimoto Masashi does, thank you so much for creating such an amazing Manga and Anime for us, we are forever in your debt.
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Pain racked through her body like waves of white lightening. She gritted her teeth, not wanting to show her captures her pain nor give them the pleasure of a scream.
Slowly, over time, her body went numb as she became accustomed to the pain. When her body stopped reacting to the torment it was hard to tell when her captors stopped the torture or started up a new round.
She could no longer look to see what they were doing to her. Her sight had long ago diminished in the dismal condition. After the lose of the use of her figures, her eyes went next as a result from lack of sunlight or having her eyelids pinned open and her face shoved into the sun's scolding rays.
Through all the pins, needles, rapes, whips, kunais, chains, mind tortures, and Justus she didn't speak, not even the slightest whimper or moan. She wouldn't give them the information they wanted, not in a million years. She had trained to hard for the past six years to just throw it all away because someone wanted something they couldn't have. She wouldn't tell them anything; she would rather die.
Yet in a way she was already dead wasn't she?
She couldn't feel her body, her sight failed her, her figure had metal rods holding the apart rendering them useless, she highly doubted that she could her have kids, as well as walk of stand.
She had lost the most important part of living years ago when he left. He had ripped her heart out of her chest and shattered it into a million pieces in front of her. He hadn't meant to, he even told her 'Thank you', but still, it hurt. Truthfully, she stopped living that day. She tried to make up for it by training harder, but the feeling of emptiness wouldn't leave her.
Letting her head roll back she called for the aid of the black form of death. She wanted it now more then ever. The pain no longer bothered her and she almost felt warm so why couldn't it be now?
She could hear them laughing telling each other what they would do to her next, but she just hung there waiting for the inevitable to come.
'Why couldn't I have been stronger? Maybe then I wouldn't have been captured and I wouldn't be where I am now.' Thoughts of how weak she was followed the thoughts of death.
The chain that held her suspended in the air gave and her body went crashing into the hard, blood-covered floor below. Hands grabbed her body and pulled her into a prone position. Another set of hands pulled her mouth open, a snap sounded from her jaw and they laughed. She could hear them wrestle with their clothing, she knew what that meant, but hey it had happened hundreds of thousands of times before.
She felt one of them shove his member down her throat almost choking her as he slammed his hips down on her.
She felt cold again. Couldn't she even die warm? Or maybe even within the few seconds of time when they switched shifts and didn't bother her.
Peace wasn't it? It was hard for her to remember the true meaning of that word, but yes, she wanted to die in that, not while being raped by these sick bastards. "Oh Hell, what of my Savior!"
Letting out a shaky breath, her last, she stopped, she stopped everything.
"Damn it!" The man that had his penis in her mouth growled.
"What?" Asked another who had his member halfway inside her.
"She stopped breathin'" He pulled himself out of her mouth and slapped her cheek, then checked her pulse.
"Well shit. Guess we're done with her then." Another man said as he pulled his pants back up.
"Better call and tell him." He pulled himself out of her and went to get dressed.
"That sucks. She was so great, never complained, never screamed or moaned. Nothing'" Shaking his head he followed his comrades out of the cell, leaving her beaten and bloody form on the floor.
"She never did anything 'cept stop Uma from havin' kids."
"So what exactly do we tell him?"
"Died of blood loss, or trauma, who knows." Their voices traveled down the hall soon leaving her body to silence.
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The sun had barely started to rise over the leafless trees when the two dark figures entered the woods. They stealthily made their way over the leaf-covered floor to a rather deep creek. They threw the body into the creek and kicked leaves and dirt down after it hoping to cover it up.
The body rolled and bounced down the incline, gathering even more leaves and dirt as it skidded down to the bottom. New cuts appeared on the soiled skin as the body hit rocks and a few brave saplings that grew along the bank.
"You think anyone will find her." One of the cloaked figures to turned towards the other.
"Not before the animals do." At that the two turned and quickly sped out of the damp woods.
The body in question came to rest a few feet above the slowly trickling water. She lay there lifelessly covered only in decaying leaves and mulch. Her pale almost transparent skin along with her rather strange hair color-which were both covered in filth-helped her blind in with the elements, but hungry creatures only had to get a whiff of blood before they found her. But throughout the day no creature came, not even the smallest of ants came within a ten-foot radius of her body.
Night fell and her protector silently kneeled down at her side.
"There is still some life left in you Cherry Blossom." He whispered into her ear. Picking her up from her grave of leaves he carried her home.
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Sorry there's no title yet, can't think of a good one, but when I do I'll put it up.
Saw something you liked or didn't like tell me. I can handle flames because in reality, they're constructive criticism and I love it. I usually write Ronin Warrior's stuff, but this is a good Anime and so I thought I might try my hand at translating it out of my mind and onto paper. So if I'm not using something considered Ninja (being that I write Samurai stuff) tell me, I'll fix it and re post the chapter.
Thank you for reading and hope to hear from you all, good and bad, I kinda like the bad stuff makes me feel like I can strive harder and make it better.
Sayonara!
Lady DragonHeart
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Pain racked through her body like waves of white lightening. She gritted her teeth, not wanting to show her captures her pain nor give them the pleasure of a scream.
Slowly, over time, her body went numb as she became accustomed to the pain. When her body stopped reacting to the torment it was hard to tell when her captors stopped the torture or started up a new round.
She could no longer look to see what they were doing to her. Her sight had long ago diminished in the dismal condition. After the lose of the use of her figures, her eyes went next as a result from lack of sunlight or having her eyelids pinned open and her face shoved into the sun's scolding rays.
Through all the pins, needles, rapes, whips, kunais, chains, mind tortures, and Justus she didn't speak, not even the slightest whimper or moan. She wouldn't give them the information they wanted, not in a million years. She had trained to hard for the past six years to just throw it all away because someone wanted something they couldn't have. She wouldn't tell them anything; she would rather die.
Yet in a way she was already dead wasn't she?
She couldn't feel her body, her sight failed her, her figure had metal rods holding the apart rendering them useless, she highly doubted that she could her have kids, as well as walk of stand.
She had lost the most important part of living years ago when he left. He had ripped her heart out of her chest and shattered it into a million pieces in front of her. He hadn't meant to, he even told her 'Thank you', but still, it hurt. Truthfully, she stopped living that day. She tried to make up for it by training harder, but the feeling of emptiness wouldn't leave her.
Letting her head roll back she called for the aid of the black form of death. She wanted it now more then ever. The pain no longer bothered her and she almost felt warm so why couldn't it be now?
She could hear them laughing telling each other what they would do to her next, but she just hung there waiting for the inevitable to come.
'Why couldn't I have been stronger? Maybe then I wouldn't have been captured and I wouldn't be where I am now.' Thoughts of how weak she was followed the thoughts of death.
The chain that held her suspended in the air gave and her body went crashing into the hard, blood-covered floor below. Hands grabbed her body and pulled her into a prone position. Another set of hands pulled her mouth open, a snap sounded from her jaw and they laughed. She could hear them wrestle with their clothing, she knew what that meant, but hey it had happened hundreds of thousands of times before.
She felt one of them shove his member down her throat almost choking her as he slammed his hips down on her.
She felt cold again. Couldn't she even die warm? Or maybe even within the few seconds of time when they switched shifts and didn't bother her.
Peace wasn't it? It was hard for her to remember the true meaning of that word, but yes, she wanted to die in that, not while being raped by these sick bastards. "Oh Hell, what of my Savior!"
Letting out a shaky breath, her last, she stopped, she stopped everything.
"Damn it!" The man that had his penis in her mouth growled.
"What?" Asked another who had his member halfway inside her.
"She stopped breathin'" He pulled himself out of her mouth and slapped her cheek, then checked her pulse.
"Well shit. Guess we're done with her then." Another man said as he pulled his pants back up.
"Better call and tell him." He pulled himself out of her and went to get dressed.
"That sucks. She was so great, never complained, never screamed or moaned. Nothing'" Shaking his head he followed his comrades out of the cell, leaving her beaten and bloody form on the floor.
"She never did anything 'cept stop Uma from havin' kids."
"So what exactly do we tell him?"
"Died of blood loss, or trauma, who knows." Their voices traveled down the hall soon leaving her body to silence.
~*~*~*~
The sun had barely started to rise over the leafless trees when the two dark figures entered the woods. They stealthily made their way over the leaf-covered floor to a rather deep creek. They threw the body into the creek and kicked leaves and dirt down after it hoping to cover it up.
The body rolled and bounced down the incline, gathering even more leaves and dirt as it skidded down to the bottom. New cuts appeared on the soiled skin as the body hit rocks and a few brave saplings that grew along the bank.
"You think anyone will find her." One of the cloaked figures to turned towards the other.
"Not before the animals do." At that the two turned and quickly sped out of the damp woods.
The body in question came to rest a few feet above the slowly trickling water. She lay there lifelessly covered only in decaying leaves and mulch. Her pale almost transparent skin along with her rather strange hair color-which were both covered in filth-helped her blind in with the elements, but hungry creatures only had to get a whiff of blood before they found her. But throughout the day no creature came, not even the smallest of ants came within a ten-foot radius of her body.
Night fell and her protector silently kneeled down at her side.
"There is still some life left in you Cherry Blossom." He whispered into her ear. Picking her up from her grave of leaves he carried her home.
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Sorry there's no title yet, can't think of a good one, but when I do I'll put it up.
Saw something you liked or didn't like tell me. I can handle flames because in reality, they're constructive criticism and I love it. I usually write Ronin Warrior's stuff, but this is a good Anime and so I thought I might try my hand at translating it out of my mind and onto paper. So if I'm not using something considered Ninja (being that I write Samurai stuff) tell me, I'll fix it and re post the chapter.
Thank you for reading and hope to hear from you all, good and bad, I kinda like the bad stuff makes me feel like I can strive harder and make it better.
Sayonara!
Lady DragonHeart