The Bird and the Worm
Kali, a shy Christian girl who lives a bizarrely secluded and private lifestyle, meets the one person that would break her down with a single gaze – Hidan. He didn't kill the girl, she was too innocent to kill, and it would spoil the fun for him. Let the cruel, horrific games begin.
The branches seemed to reach out and purposely scratch my fragile skin, cutting deep, scarlet red wounds on my arms and legs and there may have even been a few on my cheeks. It was so dark I couldn't see a tree if it was an inch away from my face. I'm not exactly sure where to go anymore; it's become much too dark to navigate anywhere. I was suddenly overcome by the dread and fear of my death which will undoubtedly be following me at this very moment, just the thought of the man tracking me through these dark woods made my stomach knot, making me want to stop dead and curl up in a pathetic, crying ball on the ground, begging for a quick, painless death. I remember the soundless screams of my mother as the luminous figure drove the red, triple bladed scythe slowly into her chest, and, worst of all, the violet eyes which bored into my own with overwhelming intensity and malice. These thoughts filled me with despair, but all the same propelled me to go faster and further, nearly distinguishing my need to stop. I've been sprinting at full pelt for almost 30 minutes now and my legs felt like they would just shut down beneath me. Suddenly, my foot was caught under a loose tree root and I fell heavily to the cold, wet forest floor. That was it, now I was giving up. I was too tired, too exhausted, too sore and too helpless to run from my fate anymore. He can kill me for all I care. I began to cry, and I let the tears flow. There was no point of trying to hold them back anymore. I remained still, small sobs escaping my lips but motionless, listening for a snapping twig or rustling leaves to give away his presence. I didn't know why, I didn't necessarily want to know exactly when to panic. I wanted it to be quick, so it would help if I was unaware of his presence beforehand. I waited for almost 7 minutes, and nothing had happened. No rustling bushes, no twigs snapping, nothing at all. Had he not followed me? Did he leave? My heart suddenly quickened at the thought of him leaving. Perhaps he didn't care about me living? My hopeful thoughts were suddenly crushed and replaced with that familiar feeling of despair as the soft, but malicious voice spoke from behind me.
"You shouldn't have run, sweetheart."
The tears fell down slowly; I lost all hope immediately as his voiced echoed in my skull over and over.
"Maybe if you waited like a good girl, I would of let you go."
He was lying. I buried my face in my hands, wanting to block everything out. I felt his surprisingly warm hand grab the back of my neck causing me to panic as he lifted me off the ground with ease. He pinned me against a thick tree so I was face to face with his hypnotizing violet eyes. I didn't dare speak. The way his eyes raked up and down my trembling figure made my insides contract uncomfortably.
"What's your name?" he asked in a soft voice no longer betraying any malice. I tried to reply, but I also tried not to at the same time, resulting in a pathetic gasp. After a moment he got impatient with my unresponsive state, so he decided to increase the pressure he was putting on my neck, tightening his hold so I was only just able to breathe which made me gasp and choke for air.
"Answer me. Properly." He demanded firmly, the malice returning. "K-Kali." I was barely able to choke out. He grinned at my discomfort and slightly loosened his grip on my neck. "My name's Kali."