Crimson Black bird
By Pyro Yuki
Itachi's story begins! Please read, follow, or review!
Not done with the new chapter in my The Dishonored Raven, the Fox that Never Was, & the Man that Wept (Or DRFNMW for short)
"." Are words, Italics are thoughts.
Rated T for language and violence. May become M at the end.
All original characters and story belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I don't own Naruto.
Friday, the 13th…
The night was like any other in New York- loud. Taxi cars as well as other cats were in the normal traffic for a Friday night. Cars honked at ignorant passing shoppers that got in their way. No superstition was stopping the New Yorkers tonight.
However, one man on the streets was springing through the people into the darker alley-ways. A hoody covered his face, but he was shoving people away as he passed them. Whatever his reason, it was not his lucky day.
He ran up to the silver-wire fence, gripping it and making it rattle violently.
"Shit! Lord Jashin! Don't do this to me!"
"Mr. Hidan the Ripper, it's over for you," a deep voice behind him made the man's eyes widen in terror as he turned. A tall black haired pale skinned man in an officer's uniform under a dark long coat.
"H-Hey! Look man, those chicks knew what they were getting into!" He tried to save himself.
The black haired officer's intense gaze never wavered. Years of experience taught him not to.
"Those ladies knew that you would rape them, and then cut their bodies up for your cult's ritual?"
Hidan bit his lip, and then smiled twistedly.
"It's all in the name of my God, Lord Jashin. I don't expect a non-believer to understand his ways."
"Whatever I believe in, I can't let you run free." The officer held up a pair of handcuffs and a gun.
"Will you come quietly, or do I need to shoot you?"
Hidan held out his hands in submission, something that mildly surprised the officer. Maybe he was a madman.
"Itachi Uchiha, is it? The most famous cop in New York, right?" Hidan asked as Itachi cuffed him behind his back.
"I didn't realize I was so popular with you criminals."
"Are you kidding? Every gang member's mother knows about you. The relentless Itachi Uchiha. The kiddos think you're a real-like Batman," Hidan chuckled. Itachi didn't answer and took him a few streets back to his parked police car.
"…Itachi," Hidan's voice grew serious after they both got into the police car.
Itachi began to drive back to his station. His black eyes wandered to the rear-view mirror briefly.
"Not that I like you or anything, but I've been hearing things…about you."
Itachi waited for him to continue passively. Hidan stared at him through the wire screen. "They say that someone out there is plotting to take you down."
"Oh yeah? Just how exactly?" He sounded neither worried nor surprised. Like he was indulging a child and not a grown serial killer.
"Hell if I know! I've just been hearin' the rumors. Just thought you should know."
"And why would an insane murderer like you care for someone like me?"
"To see if that face of yours had any human emotion in it, of course. But the Crimson Black Bird prevails…" Hidan sighed, disappointed in Itachi's reaction to his news. He liked to see other's emotions. It stirred him.
But he didn't see Itachi's grip on the steering wheel tighten till his knuckles were white.
How does a killer in New York know my nickname?
~Chapter End~
It's short, but I think it's a good start to Itachi's story. Please continue to read and follow!
Edit~ Ops! My mistake. Jashin not Jaken