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Chains bound the youth's wrists above her head. Dirt and grime covered her body, making it impossible to determine what color her skin actually was. Her frame was skeletal every
bone jutting out beneath her torn and rag-like clothing. Water dripped down the walls of the cell she was being held in, the putrid smell of rotting flesh that filled the air was
nauseating coupled with the horrific stench of the shit that was in the small pit in the center of the room. Hell that was a word that many used to describe the existence that the
prisoners of the sound village had suffered on a daily basis. For her it was no different than the life that she had in her home village. No wait, actually this was better at least here
there was a way to escape. The darkness provided a sort of comfort, and that was, the comfort in that you couldn't see who had died, so you didn't even know if the person next to
you was dead, until they began to rot. Surprisingly the screams of tortured didn't make her flinch, it only made her wonder. 'When will it be me….' the darkness was choking, every
aspect of it was chilling, because one never knew what was crawling over their legs. Nothing frightened her more however than the silence, as the screams faded, she felt alone, it was
then that her imagination began to run away with her, causing each scratching footstep of the rats, and slithers of the snakes that sounded, to echo loudly. But this time it was
different, the screams had faded but the whispers were still there. Blinding light filled the room and footsteps echoed loudly on the cobble stone floor. Only this time the footsteps were
coming closer. Suddenly a pair of hands roughly yanked her to her feet, the stench of alcohol meeting her nose as the shackles were forcibly torn off of her wrists and she was led out
by her hair. Pain clouded her mind as she was thrown onto a table, the firmness of the unrelenting wood colliding with her head caused her to see stars. Her vision was blurred and
she was disoriented, she knew the guards would get drunk and then rape and torture the women. They usually never looked at her and this in itself gave her a false sense of security.
One that, she wanted so desperately to believe in. A firm hand was pressed over her mouth to prevent her from screaming, not that it made a difference, she didn't have the energy to
scream or fight back, she was helpless and at the mercy of her assailant. Rough fingers tugged at her clothes, which easily ripped away leaving her small breasts exposed, her nipples
hardening in the cool and bitter winter, he pressed his arm against her throat and brutally began to fondle her left breast in his hand whilst his mouth was roughly sucking on her right,
his teeth sinking in and drawing blood causing a moan to arise in his throat as her blood filled his mouth. Looking up at her he gave her left breast a rough squeeze. "Ya like that
dontcha ya lil slut" his words were slurred and his eyes were clouded over. He slowly moved his mouth to her left breast causing her to give a muffled sob as his hand moved down his
fingers roughly pressing against her maidenhead. Looking at her the man gave a predatory glance "Ah, a virgin lucky me, I get to break ya for the boss…" his hand moved down to his
trousers and he unfastened them and pushed them from around his waist a large bulge pressing against her stomach caused her to writhe in fear. A pair of hands wrapped around her
waist and roughly yanked away what little clothing she had left off. She tried in vain to cross her legs. Only to have her world clouded by pain once more. The man's hand struck hard
against her cheek as his other forced her legs open. The man's long calloused fingers pulled roughly at her clit, pinching and rolling it. Hot wet, brutal kisses were being placed along
her body. Her hands were suddenly forced above her head and tied against the legs of the table. The man looked up at her and smirked as his fingers probed at her virgin body his
erection growing harder with each passing second. His eyes traveled up her body and without warning, he slammed his penis into her, tearing away her innocence. A loud yelp passed
from her lips and she writhed under him. "No stop it! It hurts!" she screamed as he continued to thrust into her grunting with twisted pleasure "Ya got a nice tight cunt" he hissed in
her ear relishing in the tightness of her lips around his penis. The young girl continued to squirm whimpering "No, stop get off of me". Blood was running down the curves of her
buttocks as the man's thrusts became increasingly brutal and painful. Loud grunts filled her ear and suddenly she felt liquid heat shooting from the man into her body. Her eyes
widened, he came inside of her, and she didn't want any of this. Yet he had forced her to become nothing more than a toy for his own demented, pleasure. There was a sudden change
in the room and the man shoved her back in the cell. "Ya tell anyone and I'll cut ur tongue out got it" he said slamming the cell door. She landed roughly, unable to catch her balance;
dazed she scampered into the shadows where she pulled the clothes off a corpse and wrapped herself in them. The temperature in the prison had dropped considerably and many of
the prisoners were whispering to one another. Something was about to happen. And what ever it was, was causing such restlessness that she felt chilled to her bones. A cold hiss met
her ears as she shivered. "Well now… what have we here?" as she turned she came face to face with her captor. And to her it was like looking into the eyes of the devil himself.
The voice of the man no, the monster that had promised to lead her home village out of poverty lingered in her ears. How had they been so blind, how had they not seen his motives?
She froze as his fingers brushed against her brow, a chill rushing up her spine. Snake like eyes glimmered in amusement as the fingers trailed lower grazing her cheek, like a whisper of
wind. Her captor took amusement in her fear and withdrew his hand the pale flesh holding an almost ethereal glow. An amused chuckle passed from equally pale lips as he leaned
down his long hair brushing against her face, causing her once more to freeze up. "Aww poor child your practically shaking are you alright?" he questioned softly, his voice sending
another chill up her spine. She only managed to nod briefly her bangs covering her eyes, blocking them from the world. But it didn't block him from seeing that the girl wasn't just afraid
of him. He absolutely terrified her. Satisfied with what he saw, he effortlessly brushed her bangs aside from her face; this drew a shuddering breath from her and a strangely
comforting smile from him. "Dear child I offer you an escape from this prison, are you interested" He held out a hand and his eyes seemed warm even inviting. Time seemed to go
viciously slow as he guided her out of the prison, and into blinding daylight. His fingers pushing the small of her back until she was over the threshold of the door "Now then child you
have a choice" he said softly "You can either flee this place, or you can come with me" His voice held promises of pain if she ran. But if she stayed… She couldn't decode the meaning of
his words. Saiya decided to air on the side of caution, she chose. She chose to live, however shortly that what she chose what she felt was the right choice. "What are your orders…
Orochimaru-Sama?" He smirked at her his fingers drawing a pattern across her shoulders " First off, we shall get you cleaned up and then fed." she shivered at his words the hairs on
the back of her neck and all along her arms standing on end. She felt as if she had just sold her soul, and in an essence she knew she had. His inviting yet snakelike eyes evaluated
her carefully taking in each of her features down to the smallest detail. His hand went back against her back and he gave a light push to get her going once more. He passed her
knowing she would follow, knowing she like all the others would follow. If not out of loyalty, out of fear of the repercussions if they ran. The outside air was better than what she had
been inhaling for countless months. The warmth of the sun against her skin was relaxing, but to think that in only mere minutes she would get to clean the dirt and grime, along with
the other filth she felt. That, to her seemed too good to be true. Before her and Orochimaru, stood tall building large stone doors that would require tremendous force to open, were
done so, to her, with what seemed like little effort. But she knew the man before her was no ordinary human being, he was one of the legendary Sannin she followed him inside and as
she walked only feet from the door it slammed with a resounding thud. She was led down many long hallways and was suddenly pushed inside of a room, a rather large room to be
more precise. "After you are clean, someone will be in here to lead you to the kitchens, I advise you do not speak unless spoken to she has a rather quick temper..." He gave her
another look over that sent more chills up her spine. A look of satisfaction crossed his face as he shut the door. Saiya looked around the room and walked over to a closet finding
clothing in it she shivered, they were exactly her size, along with the clothing there was also underwear and other items that would be useful if she ever needed them. If the rumors
about Orochimaru were true because from the whispers of the prison halls it was said that if Orochimaru took an interest in anyone, it was usually because they had some form of
fighting potential. But it had been so long sense her last good training session. Shaking the thought from her head she grabbed what looked to be shampoo from the shelf along with a
towel and a bar of soap. Walking across the room she opened the door and quickly shut it behind her and slid the lock closed. She slowly walked to the tub and turned on the water
plugging the drain with the stopper she watched as hot crystal clear water began to fill the porcelain pool. She looked around cautiously as she began to shed the putrid smelling
clothing as the long shirt fell away she realized just how thin she was, she could now see her ribs and every other bone. Her feet entered the tub and she slowly sat down into the
scalding liquid, which had now risen halfway to filling the tub. As the water reached her breasts she turned it off and began to scrub her skin with the bar of soap. Layer upon layer of
dirt began to wash away leaving the bath water a disgusting shade of black she drained the water and stood turning on the shower she let even hotter water cascade over her,
leaving her skin bright red as the rest of the dirt washed from her. Her hair was beginning to come clean as well, revealing a brilliant shade of what looked like the finest strands of
silver, which hung down to her mid back. Pale green eyes glanced to the mirror and slowly a scowl made its way on her lips. She hated them she hated them all. She was the price her
village had paid to be free from their debts, along with six others all of whom had died in the cells that were below her feet. Their corpses rotting away, as rats and other creatures of
darkness consumed their flesh, striping it away until all that would remain would be a pile of bones. She wanted revenge, revenge for what she had lost, what her friends had lost.
Above all she wanted revenge. Revenge on her village and even if she had to destroy her soul she would get it. One way or another… She pulled the clothes on her body quickly. Her
fingers trailed through her hair and she sighed picking up a brush and quickly detangled the knots from it, leaving it looking like velvet. A noise caused her to glance to the door and as
her fingers wrapped around the knob, a soft voice met her ears. "Are you nearly done in there I don't have all day?" she opened the door and blinked a few times. Standing against the
wall was a girl, one who appeared to be only a few years older than her self. "Saiya is it, well come along then." pale green eyes met dark blue ones. A shiver passed up her spine, this
girl looked so … beautiful Saiya didn't understand why she would be here. A sigh passed from the elder's lips "Saiya, come on there's no reason to be shy… Ah yes, my name is Dania."
The rest of the day went by swiftly, and to her what seemed like minutes was hours. The sun was already setting and she was back in her room, laying flat on her back staring at the
ceiling. She sighed and wondered 'how did this happen?' She knew it was partially because of what had happened. At an early age she had lost both of her parents, she didn't
understand why nobody would help her. She knew that there were others like her, but it did nothing to sooth the sting of rejection she felt as people walked by her, not bothering to
even give a glance, not even acknowledging her existence, and it hurt. She didn't know why, but it hurt. It was later that she discovered it was normal to feel that pain. It was the pain
of loneliness. The whispers of the villagers were still clear in her mind. "She's a freak just like her parents." "Why doesn't she just leave…the little monster." she bit her lip and sat up
running her fingers through her hair. True she did take after her parents a bit more than she would have liked to. But to say she was just like them. That was a blow that nobody
should have to face. She acted nothing like them her mannerisms were completely different. A low sigh passed from her lips as she closed her eyes… One question ran through her
mind over and over again 'why, was she the only survivor?' the answer refused to come to her and it was frustrating… She didn't understand what had kept her alive, other than her
body eating itself, confusion was always difficult for her, and she didn't like not knowing the answer. Her eyes slowly closed and she began to drift off to sleep, her body naturally
relaxing. The cold nothingness of sleep consuming her drawing her ever closer into its soothing embrace. Orochimaru stood in the hallway his eyes appearing to glow brightly in the
light of the torch, at his left stood a woman, one who appeared to be twenty or so years old, her brown eyes on the door. "So you really think she's the one?" the woman asked her
eyes shifting to his face. A low chuckle passed from his lips and he glanced at her, his eyes running over her face. "When have I ever been wrong about someone" the torch light
flickered against her face "my dear Anko?" his voice held a slight mocking edge to it. She shrugged a bit chewing on the edge of a dango stick. "Never." She responded simply, and it
was the truth, he had never been wrong about anyone, including her. He had taught her so much in such a short period of time. Including who she really was. Granted she was still
rather immature but who wasn't, at that age? And yet there was still so much she had to learn. A bemused chuckle startled her from her thoughts. Looking back she shrugged and
rubbed the back of her neck. " I'm just saying, aside from the fact she's from what used to be one of the most prestigious clans, there's something about her that's different from the
other six aside from the fact she survived." she looked into Orochimaru's eyes and saw the hunger for what ever it was the girl had. "But who am I to judge her. That's up to you." She
stated plainly turning her back to the door. Orochimaru eyed her. "Ah… do I sense jealousy from you Anko?" his eyes were slightly raised and a smirk was playing on his lips. God he
loved to toy with them. She gave an indignant sputter and the dango stick fell from between her teeth. "Why would I be jealous?" she inquired her expression one of pure shock. Her
eyes however told him what he already knew. "Why are you so worried hmm, afraid I'm going to replace you?" he asked his thumb and index finger holding her chin forcing her to meet
his gaze. She shivered. That question had so many different meanings. He smirked as she looked away. "I'm only messing with you..." His hand fell to his side and he turned, and
walked away, leaving her there frozen with shock. The morning light was blinding and Saiya wasn't prepared to see a woman standing at the edge of her bed. A startled yelp passed
from her lips and in her scramble to find some way to defend herself she became entangled in the blankets. A resounding thud was all it took to cause Anko to break out in snickers.
"Oh my… you're rather clumsy." Saiya gave her a pointed glare and scrambled to her feet. Anko grinned wider. "Did I strike a nerve?" she asked causing Saiya to grumbled low under
her breath and Anko hissed in anger "I'm not a psychotic bitch, you little brat..." Saiya rolled her eyes and began to make her bed. "Who are you?" she asked dully her tone holding no
particular interest. Anko blinked rapidly, no one had ever spoken to her like that, and it was rather irritating. "Watch your tone." She growled causing Saiya to look up a questioning
expression plastered on her face. "What on earth are you talking about, this is how I always talk." she replied the same uninterested tone in her voice. Anko glared at her and took a
deep breath, thinking 'this kid has some serious issues.' Saiya glared at her "I don't have issues!" she snapped. She blinked a few times and looked down Anko was shocked. "What…
How…but you I…" she sputtered. Saiya rolled her eyes "Isn't it obvious, I can read minds..." Anko let out a low breath "So you really are one of the Soju clan survivors?" Saiya nodded
and ran her fingers through her hair. Anko looked at her "Well your training is going to begin in a fortnight, so I suggest that you begin to prepare yourself for the roughest part." Saiya
glanced up "What's that's supposed to mean?" Anko shrugged her shoulders "I'm not at liberty to say, it varies with a persons abilities." Saiya shook her head; it was always hard to
get a straight answer from anyone. That in it's self irritated her. Anko looked at the girl and smirked. Oh she would have fun with this one. That much was for sure, and if what
Orochimaru said about her were true, maybe just maybe they would be able to pull off the attack on Konoha. Saiya looked at her and shrugged. "So... Anko-san…. What brings you
here?" Anko jumped, she hadn't expected the change in the girl's attitude so quickly. She shivered a bit it was rather unnerving. This girl's voice was so low; it seemed as if there was
even the slightest breeze her voice would vanish along with it. Shaking off the feeling Anko gave the girl an evaluating stare. "I'm supposed to show you where everything is, but first I
have to take you down to the medical labs to see if there's anything wrong with you."
Saiya shifted a bit "Can't we skip that… I feel fine honestly!" Anko eyed her "Sorry but no we can't." A few minutes later they were outside of the medical lab, Kabuto standing with his
back against the door, his glasses shining brightly in the sunlight that flooded in through the skylight. Saiya shivered, this man was looking her over as if she were a piece of meat.
Anko gave Kabuto a nod and pushed Saiya forward. Within minutes she was on an examining table. Kabuto noticed her tension and gave a deceptive smile. "Relax Saiya, I won't harm
you..." His fingers pressed along the side of her neck, he mentally noted that she had slightly swollen lymph nodes. After a few minutes he couldn't find anything else wrong. "I'm
surprised." he mused aloud. Saiya looked at him. "Anko will now show you around, however, you really should eat a bit more." he remarked pushing his glassed back up the bridge of
his nose. She looked at him and nodded some.
As she walked out of the Medical lab she was surprised to see another young woman standing beside Anko, she was tall, a good five foot four nearly six inches taller than Saiya. Long
black hair framed the girls face, hair that nearly hung past her waist. Pale blue eyes, that appeared colder than ice stared at Saiya. Almost as if they were tearing away at her soul. A
shiver passed up her spine as she saw the long sword that was sheathed at the girls side. Along the hilt Saiya could see a pattern that was carved with such perfection, and precision .
As Saiya met the girls eyes she was overcome with a feeling of sadness so severe she had to look away. This girl before her had a worst past, it wasn't something Saiya could see it
was something she could feel down in her bones. Down to the very core of her soul. The girl looked at Saiya "So.. You're the one everyone's been whispering about.." the tone of the
girl was enough to make Saiya tremble visibly. Anko gave the girl a look " That's enough now, you wouldn't want to scare her even more.." the girl gave Anko an icy glare. Anko shook
her head " don't you have somewhere to be…. Like with your team as a good way of putting it?" The girl rolled her eyes " Who exactly put you in charge of me hm?" Anko glared at the
girl. " Go or would you rather me tell Orochimaru how you have been behaving?" she demanded. The girl gave her a look and turned , walking up the hall way she stopped at a door
which she opened with such ferocity Saiya thought for sure it would come off its hinges.
Looking at Anko she asked "Who exactly was that?" Anko smirked darkly " that would be your sparing partner… when you are strong enough of course." Saiya shivers " What's her
name?" Anko grinned her eyes flashing darkly " why don't you ask her yourself… however, I would recommend you do it when she's in a better mood.. With the way she's acting…. It
would be safer for your health." Saiya looked at her more than slightly scared.
" Can you at least tell me why she's so angry?" Anko raised her eyebrows " Eh. Not really, with her you never know…" Saiya shivered and noticed Anko had begun to walk away,
scrambling to catch up Saiya didn't even notice that from the door that had just been opened a pair of blue eyes were watching her ever so closely. As Saiya passed the door she felt a
chill pass her spine. Who was the mysterious girl who at the mention of Orochimaru calmed so quickly, and why did she see the smallest flash of fear appear in her eyes at the same
time. One thing was for sure, Anko was keeping a secret and for some reason, she couldn't figure out what. The distance between them and the door was growing further and further.
Anko smirked, if the girl continued to behave as she did, Orochimaru would do something about it, and as many of his soldiers learned, he was not the type of person you wanted to cross.
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