OC owned by me.
The rest of the characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
This is a demo of a future chapter in Superior.
A little gory but not too bad.
Comments Welcome of course. : )
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Behind her Cheshire mask she smiled. It was oh so like them it was funny.
So courageous, zealous…stupid. How sad it was that even these modern days for this village's people to still believe in strength in numbers. Had their dearest Akatsuki taught them nothing... it was their homeland after all. Forming a circle around her she was undenyingly surrounded, not a gap to be seen. She estimated there to be around forty maybe fifty men. To anybody else it would be a death sentence. To her it wasn't even a threat. Merely an insult to think that they thought they could bring her down. "Here kitty, kitty, kitty… She mockingly laughed at their beckon and softened her voice tauntingly "Be careful what you wish for you don't know who I am." "You're in our Village, Who you are means nothing here." One of the men sneered back and she gave them the last sentence they'd ever here. "Then make your first move." One mans hand reached moved to the shaft of his sword. In one swift movement she signed out her blood jutsu and watched as the veins inside their bodies bursted one after the other until their eyes rolled back inside their skull and they fell dead around her, their bodies contorted in agony. "Tsk Tsk he didn't even get to unsheathe his sword." She whispered to herself. She then looked up and bowed mockingly to the two cloaked figures standing on the face of a cliff a few hundred yards in front of her. She'd never seen such a bewildered look on an Akatsukians face. She turned around and watched the Amekage approach her with an indifferent look on his face but she could feel the anger surging thrue him.