"Who are you...?" It wasn't a request, it was a demand. A demand from me to this boy. I looked down at him, a Genin from the Leaf, by the looks of his headband. His arms were restrained behind his back, and his feet were bound as well. His top half was parallel to the cold, stone floor, while he was kneeling. He was badly beat up, and I wouldn't be surprised if he had passed out. Where was his squad?
"..."
"Who. Are. You? Or have you forgotten that already?" I asked, removing the blindfold. He spat out blood, and looked up at me with lazy, yet challenging.
"...Nara Shikamaru." I smiled slightly, surprising him.
"Well Nara Shikamaru, I'm here to set you free."