Cracked
"Well, if crime fighters fight crime and fire fighters fight fire, what do freedom fighters fight? They never mention that part to us, do they?" -George Carlin
"Well, looks like the verdict is clear" The Judge snickered, glaring down at Arai who just narrowed her eyes back. She dared him to do it, she dared him to say it. The man in the robe just smirked back and leaned forward.
"Jury, have you come to a verdict?"
"We have your honor" A shaky man stood in the jury area, instantly getting a death look shot at him from the girl. Growling silently at the man, he jumped and turned back to the judge with his paper trembling in his hands.
"We find the defendant, Arai Mizuzu, Guilty of all charges" instantly there was cheering and laughter, but the girl only glowered towards the judge who grinned back.
"and I'll charge her right now, I sentence the Death Penalty" Silence ran through the court as everyone who turned to the girl who's grin grew crooked as she rolled her shoulders back to stare down the judge.
"Are you scared Mizuzu?" The judge whispered.
"I? Are you talking to me!" Arai cackled, throwing her head back in a full laugh. Everyone sat even more still as she finished laughing and quickly jerked her head toward the judge challenging her back, "Nothing scares me"
"You're right, you're just a cracked woman aren't you Mizuzu?" the judge sneered as her wicked grin grew.
"No, I just like Fire, explosives, and screaming..." She looked to the audience and shot a giant smile, "Let's see who's ballsy enough to get me off death row this time?" Arai looked back to the judge.
"you're never escaping this time!"
"We'll see" Arai laughed, humming to herself as they led her away from the court. There was hushed voices, and whimpers from women who had felt the wrath of Arai, but in the back were two strangers to this scene. They made no noise, they didn't move, they just stood and watched as Arai walked back a third convicted criminal. Somehow she always escaped and continued to wreck havoc on any country she set her eyes on. The last country left was the country that wanted her, not hurt them, but to work for them.
"Say's she'll do anything for cash and chocolate"
"That's easy"
"So we're going to break out a convicted serial killer for the kage?"
"Yeap"
"Well, he did say this one would be a hard one"
"Sounds like it"
"Do you say anything more than three words?"
"Nope"
They spoke to themselves in a language unheard of by the people of Kohana, so they watched the strangers speak their foreign tongue before turning on their heel and leaving with their capes billowing behind them. They had their work cut out for them, as they watched Arai jump into a metal carrage with ninja around it, Arai sticking her head out and flirting with the blond boy who looked utterly flustered as she cooed and winked her sick vile into his head.
"Hey! You leave him alone!" a pink haired girl screeched, but Arai looked up and for an instant her eyes met those of the strangers. That's when she grinned mischievously and looked back down to continue manipulating and horrifying the young ones. A silver haired man came over, shoved her back into the cart, and shut the window, but they watched as she took another glance at them before being stuffed inside.
"She saw us"
"So?"
"Is that going to be a problem?"
"I think not"
"Is she as cracked as they say? They called her Murderous Mizuzu"
"She's not the problem"
"Who is?"
"Them…."