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Her eyes, filled with childhood innocence, glared at the man that stood in front of her. He knew that the end was coming but not knowing how or by whom. But he stared at the girl, she couldn't have been more than 8 yet here she stood, dressed in a blush pink dress that came down to her knees. Covered in blood was the sword that she held in her tiny hand. It looked much too big to carry for such a little girl. Her hair was as pink as cotton candy and her skin fairer than women three times her age. The girl's eyes were a color of an emerald, deep and tantalizing, as if she were staring into your soul. Her rosy lips perked up in a slight smirk before she spoke.
"Mister, you know that I am the one who has come to claim your heart." She sounded so young and her voice as smooth as the silk dress that she wore. He never noticed it before, but it was completely drenched in blood. His eyes narrowed as he spoke to the girl.
"Young child, how old are you?" she glared at him before giggling out her answer.
"I am 7-years-old. But you should know that…Daddy." She took a step closer inside his office. He tightened his grip onto the chair that he was sitting in.
"H-how did you get through all my guards?" he said
She giggled "I cut off their heads silly" His eyes widened at her words.
"Wh-what did you say?" His hand glided down to the draw that was next to his right leg to grab a gun but before he could get the drawer open she was right beside him.
"Planning on threatening your innocent little girl? That's not very nice manners daddy."
"You are no innocent! You are a devils child!" She smirked at his comment and soon she swiftly moved her blade along the man's neck slicing through it as if he were made of butter.
"You don't know what I am…" The girl, no older than 8 stood in front of the man's twitching body until he finally stopped moving. Her life was filled with so much dark and hate.
Before Sakura was born her mother was with a man, a very, very mean man. He didn't love her at all, nor did she. Her father had arranged a marriage to the man many years ago when she was around the same age as Sakura. Not long after they married she found out she was pregnant with the true love of her lives baby. Her husband wouldn't have it and soon beat it out of his newly wedded wife. She was so devastated that she wouldn't leave her room for over a week. The only way she even got out was for food and when she snuck out during the middle of the night to see her love.
As the woman reached her loves home for the last time she discovered a scene so gruesome that she feel to her knees crying a river as long as the Nile. Everyone in her lovers' home had been slaughtered by her husband. Devastated she took off back to where she has such fear. The woman approached the house; blood covering her attire due to her giving her love a last farewell kiss, her husband awaited her in their room.
"I see you've finally returned…" She turned to him in shock, looked over at the clock that shown 2:56 a.m.
"I-I didn't think you'd still be awake. I went for a walk." Her voice shook as she reached the end of their bed.
"I don't like to be lied to Mezuki…" he stood up and made his way to his wife. "Now…since you now don't want to bare my children intentionally, I guess I must do it by force.
Her eyes widened at his words. "No! Please don't…You've already taken Tenshi out of my life…Please don't make me do this…" her words were stopped when his lips were placed to her…
After that night she had resented ever endangering her love. She was now pregnant with a child she didn't even want and that caused her to be in a deep depression. She was pregnant with a child due to rape. Never had she ever imaged a fate worse than this.
Months had passed and she had a child whose beauty astounded everyone who had seen her, yet still her mother didn't want anything to do with the baby. Many nights she ignored the baby, neglected the child leaving her unattended and making the maids take care of Sakura. The father didn't want anything to do with her either since the child was born a girl and not a son that he oh so wished for.
Years had passed and the daughter grew even more beautiful. Her skin never seemed to have a mark no did it seem to have any imperfections. Her hair pink and long as her mothers' had shown in any light, but the young girls green eyes seemed to captivate everyone. Never had someone seen eyes that so resembled an emerald. They were hypnotizing.
It wasn't until the girls sixth birthday did she finally try to speak to her mother. "Mama…why don't you love me?" the mother looked down at her child.
Her eyes filled with resent towards that young one that stood in front of her. "My child, how could I ever love something I never wanted?" her voice was as cold as an ice box. The child stumbled back as if about to run before she was stopped by her father.
"Mezuki…It is time." His voice was smooth but with a very slight tint of anger. He had pulled his wife by the arm and led her into a large dull room. The young child crept in to see what her father had meant. Two men were standing in the room waiting for her. One of the large men came to her right side before the other had reached her left. Once they were where they were supposed to be they grabbed her arms and held her up. Murine shrieked in pain. They were pulling on to her arms, almost pulling them completely out of the socket.
"You are a waste of life. You couldn't bare me a son you worthless wench." The man whom was supposed to share his life with the woman lifted a very large katana up in the air. "You were a whore in life and you shall die a whore's death!" as soon as the last of his words left his lips that blade came across the woman's neck. The head rolled to the door were the young girl stood. Tears were secreting from her eyes, the woman who resented her and didn't love her, was now lying lifeless on the ground in front of her.
The girl's father looked to the door to see Sakura standing there crying. "You will be a whore just like her. Be warned that you're death will come to the hands of a blade just like your filthy mother." His eyes glared at her with much hate in his eyes, so the little girl ran. She ran and she ran as far as her little legs would take her.
6-years-old, out in the snowy woods, it was dark and she knew that her father would find her sooner or later. So she ran some more until she found a place completely pitch dark that even her glowing eyes weren't visible. She slumped against what she thought may be a tree branch and cried more than she ever has. Her beautiful bubble gum hair was being pulled and tangled by the leaves and the bark of the tree. She was only six, she thought. How can something so bad happen to a six year old?
Suddenly, she felt as if she weren't alone anymore. She could feel someone's presence around her. Scared, she tried to get up and run before running into the abdomen of her savior. She looked up as the tall slender man glanced down at the frightened little girl.
"What is someone as young as you doing out here so late?" his voice was almost a hiss. At first it frightened Sakura, but soon she realized if he were really bad he would've hurt her already.
"M-my mommy, sh-she was killed by m-my daddy." She tried to cover up her sobs but the man knew exactly what she was doing.
"Who may I ask is your father little girl?" He then crouched down to see her face, 'her eyes…' he thought. 'They are mesmerizing. I wonder if she is her daughter…'
"I-I'm Sakura Haruno." The man stiffened at the name. 'Haruno…'
"Do you love your father?" The girl's eyes had then stopped streaming her tears.
"No. He killed my mommy…and said I'd die the same way she died…my mommy didn't love me…no one can love me." The man then stood up.
"My child, come with me. I can protect you. I can make you stronger. I can help you get revenge on this man."
"Y-you can help me do that?" he smiled at her words. Finally his dream would come to life.
"Yes my child, I can make you stronger than any man. And I can love you were your parents didn't." Her smile grew wide and you could see her age then.
"Thank you, oh thank you!" The man picked up the child and started to make his way through the woods. "What is your name mister?
He looked down at his new child. "Call me papa."
"Papa…" Her words were a whisper.
This would be the beginning of her end. She would soon be used to be a killer. Someone so innocent should never have been exposed to that kind of violence.
But the child was a prodigy.
She grew up to be the most amazing killer, swift, agile, loyal. And as she grew so did her beauty. Soon at the age of 16, she was used to seduce many high ranked men. Her beauty captivated so many enemies of her 'Papa'. But did they not know that the eyes of the young, beautiful girl would be their deaths.
A/N: Well, I'm at another story yet I can't seem to stick to just one. Oh well, At least I have 3-4 prewritten chapters for this story. More than likely gunna change the name in the end but her eyes are significant. So fair warning. ;)