Author's
Note: This
story is a blast to write! This is my first time using Fanfiction to
publicly display a work of mine. You're probably used to different
writing styles, but I am used to this one and that will not change.
Since it is my first time, a review or something would be nice xD
Anyhow, see ya next chapter, I guess. Disclaimer: Sarawareta
Hours
ago, I was diving in the murky, green lake water. I found some piece
of junk, picked it up, then BOOM, flash, earthquake, and quiet. There
weren't even any bubbles to show. I surface, tread for a while, boat
comes by, bam,
I get hauled in, bam,
I get knocked out, and by the way, bam,
I wake up to find myself on the floor in the deck of a sailboat. Next
to me, my friend is lying there.
Okay, maybe I need to go a bit
further back.
My friend's family and I were on a boating trip.
Motorboats, mind you, and we were anchored in a cove, hanging out. My
friend was heading over towards me (so he told me) when I dived. I
found this weird piece of junk, like a rainbow sphere with little
black rods sticking out of it. What was it made of? I dunno. What the
hell was it? I dunno. Why was it in the 10foot bottom of the cove? I
dunno.
So, naturally, I pick it up.
Then, of course, back to
the BOOM, flash, earthquake, and quiet. I surface, but there's no
motorboat there. Or cover either, by the way.
Then a sailboat
comes by, I wave for help, and they take me in, and inject me with
something that makes the world go black.
I don't like writing out
this part of the story, because it hurts to do so. The last bit of
home... You'll see what I mean later. I'll speed through this.
My
friend- you'll know him as Hanetora- told me that he experienced a
flash and earthquake, and then, the same thing happened to him,
except the got him first. We were tired and drowzy, so we just went
back to sleep, awaiting our fate. In the morning, though, I woke
first, noticing that the people on the boat were up and about,
boarding and unloading and stuff.
We had reached land, and
Hanetora wasn't beside me. I heard him outside of the boat,
struggling to break away from whoever was holding me. Someone
approached me, I fake slept, they took me onto land, cut the ropes
from which I was bound, and set me down on the sand, going to get
something else. I made a break for the forest beyond this beach we
were on- there was beach, forest, and a BIG path cutting through part
of it, leading to some castle-like thing. I was halfway to the forest
by the time they came after me. And here is where my story
begins.
In
and out. In and out.
My
feet, one by one, in front of me as I picked my way through the
forest.
In
and out. In and out.
I
had to keep my breathing steady, or they would hear it. Those bad men
chasing me.
I heard crashing noises. They had entered the
forest.
I searched around on the ground frantically. There! A
rock, the size of a softball. I picked it up, and immediately
questioned if I could throw it.
Time was running out. I had to.
I
concentrated all of the little arm strength I had, concentrated
really hard, and threw the rock. It sailed a nice distance before
making a mess of the vegetation it crashed- no, ripped
through.
I had time to wonder did
I throw that?
As the men shouted, "There she is!" And took off in the
direction of the rock.
I cut sharply to my left, planning to
circle back and look for Hanetora. I felt kinda strange, though.
I
was stalking silently, nervously. And suddenly, I heard the men
talking, from a good distance away. I stopped and turned my head
towards their direction, trying to hear what they were saying.
"God
damnit! If we let her get away, do you have any idea what Kabuto will
do to us?"
"Why is this bitch so important
anyway?"
"Because," the first man answered, "She
and the boy seemed to come out of nowhere. No chakra was detected
being used for any sort of jutsu."
My heart back flipped.
Jutsu?
Chakra? They can't mean...
"If
that was teleportation, or something really advanced-"
"Doubt
it," the second man sneered.
"Than Orochimaru-sama will
want to know about it. Extract it, possibly."
My heart double
back flipped with a half twist as a thousand confused thoughts
whirled through my mind.
A joke.
This had to be a
joke.
Turning around, panicking, I started to run.
I never
really got that far, though.
A sudden lurching jolt as an arm
wrapped around my midsection, stopping my progression.
My skin
tingled as cold steel touched my neck. A blade?! I raised my head
instinctively, trying to get away from it.
Someone's right arm
held the blade- a curved kunai
knife-
while his or her left arm was restricting me.
Arm around me.
Blade
at my neck.
Body at my back.
"Now now," the voice
said smoothly. It had a mocking edge to it. "Your plan was
brilliant, but we can't have a valuable experiment such as yourself
escape. Your little friend was quite the annoyance- I personally
liked your tactics better."
"Who are you?" I
whispered in fear, my voice shaking as the captor moved the knife to
my neck. And I recognized the knife suddenly. A kunai knife used
by-
The captor let go of me and stepped back. I turned
around.
"Kabuto," the silver-haired nin smirked.
I
thought about bluffing. They thought I had some sort of power? Maybe
I could use that to my advantage...
No. I would have used them by
now. Ninjas weren't stupid.
I couldn't believe it. Did it have to
do with the crazy psycho earthquake flash that Hanetora and I
experienced?
I swayed back and forth with this sudden big,
daunting mess I was in. I leaned against a tree, then slid to the
ground, not believing it.
Kabuto walked over so he was facing me.
"Now, you can make things really easy for yourself, or really
painful." He came closer, so there wasn't even a foot between
us, and knelt down. "You can come along like a good little
sheep, or I can use force." He put one hand against the trunk of
the tree, and leaned forward. "Don't make me use force," he
whispered into my ear.
I was shivering when he stepped back and
stood up, but I forced the fear down and stood as well.
And
everything that was going on suddenly dawned on me. I wasn't going to
go home.
"Please," I pleaded, "don't separate me
from Hanetora. I can't lose my lifeline. Don't take that away."
I
didn't like
like him, but he was a very close friend of mine. I'd known him
forever, since I was a baby- he was a year older than me.
Kabuto
knew whom I was talking about, but didn't answer. His glasses flashed
completely white as he turned and started heading out of the forest,
to the castle.
And I followed, knowing I was powerless to do
anything.
Hanetora
had been knocked out because he kept on struggling. When I saw his
body, I gasped- he was bruised from being hit by the guards, even
though he didn't stop fighting them. His red hair was all messed up,
and he had a cut beneath his right eye which was bleeding enough to
scare me.
"Let me carry him!" I nearly shrieked to the
guard, who handled him carelessly. His body was slung over the
guard's shoulder, flopping like a corpse.
It was Kabuto leading
two guards and I, walking down what seemed to be an endless tunnel.
It was dark.
The guard looked at me with a raised brow, walking on
my left. The guard on the right snickered. Kabuto was more or less in
front.
Just
as carelessly as he carried him, the guard dropped Hanetora onto me,
making my knees buckle. For the sake of pride, though, I held, and
move my friend so I was carrying him fireman-style.
It wasn't
easy, let me tell you. Hanetora wasn't fat, but he was larger than
me, and muscled. Muscle weighs more than fat, added that I don't
exercise and have very little arm strength...
I was struggling
after them, trying to keep pace. The tunnel, to my dismay, seemed to
stretch out forever.
Finally, after what seemed like hours (but
was only a few minutes), we came to an opening, where a dimly lit
room stood. And we were met with someone.
"My my, what do we
have here?" A drawn out, cruelly playful voice dug into my mind
like a snake, instilling fear into me.
The guards stepped back and
turned to leave, having done their job.
A bead of sweat rolled
down the side of my face at the effort of carrying my friend. I kept
my gaze down, fearing the worst.
Cold, white fingers reached out,
catching the bead on my cheek.
And shaking, I looked up into the
wicked, grinning face of Orochimaru.
If I hadn't been holding Hanetora, I would have fainted.
Yeah, I was that
much of a wimp. But this was Orochifreakingmaru! So cut a bit of
slack. If you thought he was scary in the anime, he's definitely
scarier up close. and if you didn't think he was scary in the anime,
he was still scary up close.
"I sent you on a scouting trip
to search for the artifact..."
Orochimaru hissed (not a pun, he was seriously pissed) to Kabuto,
"and you bring me a pair of children? Explain yourself."
Kabuto
bowed. "We were very close to where it was said to be. But there
was a flash of light, and these two children appeared out of nowhere.
No sign of chakra or jutsu used, and I don't think they have the
ability to conceal it."
Orochimaru was interested now. He
turned his glare onto me. "What a curiosity," his voice
drew out. "But why the girl carrying the boy? She's having quite
the struggle." He smirked mockingly.
My cheeks heated. They
both had a mocking look on their face. My body was quivering because
my muscles weren't used to the strain.
"She didn't like the
way the guard handled her friend, so she asked to carry him."
Kabuto smirked, then explained the story in fuller detail to
Orochimaru, how Hanetora struggled, and so on.
I wanted to site
down, but pride, once again, kept me up, my muscles quivering, sweat
rolling down my forehead more freely.
There was a pause as
Orochimaru thought. "I'll have them interrogated. Until then,
cage them-"
I looked at Kabuto.
"She requested
earlier not to be separated from her friend," Kabuto said
quickly, then quoted mockingly, "Please, don't separate me from
Hanetora. I can't lose my lifeline. Don't take that away."
Orochimaru
laughed, which creeped me out. "She looks like she's about to
faint. What's your name, girl?"
"Hi-hi-hisakat-t-ta."
I managed to get out under the strain. It was getting harder every
minute. I had a feeling they were stalling on purpose.
Orochimaru
grinned. "We'll have to see about you, Hisakata." Then, he
faded away into the darkness.
Kabuto looked directly at me. "I'll
take Hanetora- no use in straining a possible experiment." He
starting reaching out to take him...
"No!" I snarled,
and my own ferocity surprised me. I was reacting with the natural
instincts of a cornered animal. "Leave him alone." My voice
was somewhat cold.
Kabuto just smirked. "Suit yourself. Now,
no point in keeping our interrogators waiting. Follow me."
We
passed through a couple of rooms before getting to the one I would be
confined in. It was morbid, but I stared at the surroundings with
great interest. People were treated like animals, herded and waiting
in grim monotony. After we finally reached mine- it was a bare room,
save for a cage in the corner, in which contained a single
bed.
"Quite interested in the landscape, aren't you?"
Kabuto muttered as he led me to the cage, then his hand started
glowing blue. He waved it over the door of it (no visible lock),
which came open.
Knowing obviously and grimly what to do, I walked
into it, and a wave of relief washed over me as I set Hanetora on the
bed, and collapsed on the floor, panting.
Kabuto chuckled, then
left, leaving me to my thoughts.
I'll
find a way out. I'll find a way out.
After
I more or less regained my strength, I walked over to the door- just
a separate thing of bars- and rattled it, looking for a hint of a
lock anywhere. After finding none, I slumped down and recalled the
events that led to this.
The biggest thing nagging me was when I
was running from the guards in the forest, and I threw the rock to
make them think I was there. How
did I throw it so hard? It freaking tore through the vegetation like
butter.
I
thought of how hard I concentrated, and it suddenly became easier,
but I felt awkward afterwards. I thought of Kabuto's hand glowing
blue as he opened the lock...
Suddenly, it clicked.
I
looked around the corner.
Hanetora was in my arms. I tried to save
my strength, however, for I was going back the way I was led. I knew
the way perfectly- I recognized certain rooms, and knew I was heading
in the right direction.
Soon, I would be at that long, godforsaken
hallway.
The slave people in the other rooms looked at me as I
hurried past, and they knew what was happening. I could only hope
they didn't say anything- they didn't. Instead, whoever had the
strength made an encouraging wave with their hand. Other just shook
their heads, as if it was useless- I ignored them.
I reached the
hallway. Running, I concentrated greatly at my legs as they propelled
me across the place.
My speed increased greatly. I was really
close to the entrance of the tunnel..!
I didn't want to be stuck
in Orochimaru's base. If I wasn't tortured or killed, I would be
experimented on, and be turned into some kind of monster. So,
naturally, I tried to escape. I was scared to death. The castle was
like death to me, I didn't understand it, or want to be around
it.
The light at the end of the tunnel! I was going to be free,
Hanetora and I were going to escape...
The light got bigger and
bigger.
Almost
there!
I thought frantically.
Almost
there!
You can make it!
Ten
feet...
Eight feet...
Six feet...
Four feet...
Two
feet...
The light engulfed me, and it was warm. This
is what freedom feels like,
I thought.
The freedom didn't last. The freedom never freaking
lasts. When had it ever?
Orochimaru was standing right in front of
me.
"No!" I shrieked, skidding to a halt, and cutting
sharply right, heading for the cover of the forest.
Something
curled around my right ankle and I tripped, going flying. Hanetora
was thrown. I wondered, for a second, why he wasn't waking up. Oh,
god, did they drug him too much? Was he being too difficult?
Whatever
curled around my ankle slithered forward and up in an arc, hissing
menacingly.
Snake. Biiig snake. Reticulated Python-sized snake.
Bigger.
I kicked at its muscular body (at least, what was around
my ankle) with my other foot, hard,
and the snake's grip on my ankle loosened. I started to get up made
it to my feet,, but the snake swooped down suddenly and bit down on
my shoulder, and I cried out in pain as blood went flying.
The
force of the monster snake made me fall on my back, where it
viciously pushed into the bite, it's body writhing.
I screamed in
pain. And right as I did, something came and leaped onto the
snake.
Hanetora.
He managed to bush the body off me, though the
head was securely latched onto my shoulder with backwards-facing
teeth. And I felt something go deeper, front fangs that pierced
muscle.
Oh
god, that means-
"Hanetora!"
I yelled as he hacked at it's tough scales, "I think it might be
venomous!"
Hanetora's face went white for a second, then he
immediately took action. Grabbing the snake's head, he stabbed at the
place behind its eyes, where the venom sacs would be located in a
normal snake.
There was a burst of blood, then, a yellowy liquid
started to ooze out.
"Shit!" Hanetora screamed, hacking
with a new ferocity at the snake. Finally, he dug his knife under
the scales on its throat.
The snake screamed and ripped its head
back, tearing my flesh with it, more blood flying. My
blood.
I cried out again, this time, the snake writhed on the
ground in front of us as blood gushed from it's throat, dying the
sand.
I grabbed my shoulder, tears of pain spilling down my
cheeks. Never had I felt this much before.
Orochimaru started
walking towards us, grinning a sharp-fanged grin. Hanetora stepped in
front of me, and I recognized his hunting knife.
"You stay
away from us, bastard!" He shouted, and I knew he was scared and
confused, recognizing the whole Naruto situation as well, and not
understanding it.
"My my, what a greeting for the first time
I see you awake." Orochimaru taunted, having not stopped walked
towards us.
"I'll kill you," Hanetora
snarled.
Orochimaru laughed at this. "Maybe I should just
dispose of you, and interrogate the girl. We do only need one body."
He held his arm out. From his sleeve, a snake shot out, smaller, more
agile, and more lethal in poison. It came rapidly for Hanetora's
neck.
"No!" I shrieked, stumbling in front on Hanetora
with my arm held out to protect myself.
The snake bit into it,
pushing me back against Hanetora, who caught me.
The snake's body
was still attached to Orochimaru's sleeve.
"Please," I
whimpered from the pain, "if you promise not to kill us, we'll
come quietly."
"Hisakata!" Hanetora said in
disbelief.
"Please, Hanetora," My eyes were averted to
the ground, "I don't want to be alone here. I don't want you to
die."
He was quiet, shaking with the urge to protest.
"You
know we won't win. You know we'll fall sooner or later."
"We're
most likely going to end up dead anyways. Why not fall fighting?"
I
looked at him. "Because there's a chance we might
live."
Hanetora was usually never this discouraged. He did
have less time to get used to it, but still... I was
scared.
Orochimaru laughed. "I promise, then," he
grinned, voice dripping with malice, "That I won't kill either
of you. But tell me, dear Hisakata, how did you escape the cage?"
I
shot him a hateful look. "I opened it with chakra."
Hanetora
stared at me in disbelief, and Orochimaru laughed. "What a
surprise. Come. A promise is a promise."
"He's lying,"
Hanetora whispered to me as we started following him back into the
castle.
"I know. This is our best option."
We
sat on the bed in our cage, Hanetora checking the wound on my
shoulder.
"Wonder why I'm not dead from a double dosage of
venom?" I asked Hanetora.
He shook his head. "Orochimaru
probably held his snakes back."
I had explained everything
that happened to him when we got there. Now, we were waiting in grim
silence.
"I bet it has something to do with the earthquake
flash thing, why we're here, I mean," Hanetora said.
"That's
what I thought," I sighed, then winced as he touched the wound
for a second.
"I can't believe this is happening. I wrestled
a giant freaking snake..."
I muttered.
"Hisakata, I have something important I think you
should know," he said seriously, "I was out pretty bad back
there, but when the snake first attacked you, and you cried out- it
was like I heard it directly in my hed. In my heart.
My eyes opened already with a killer intent." Hanetora stared at
me. "It was something I've never experienced before. I mean, I
was ready to fight when my eyes opened."
I thought about
that. He wasn't referring to love, but something else. "I think
I know what you mean," I said, "It was the same feeling I
got when the guard handled you roughly. I mean, I freaked- almost
angrily a little. I asked the guard if I could carry you."
"Wait,
you carried me all the way here?" Hanetora said in disbelief. I
nodded, and we both laughed. But it faded away into gloomy
darkness.
"This sucks. Of all places we appear in, we appear
where Kabuto is looking for some artifact."
We both looked at
each other. "That's it!" We said at the same time.
"The
artifact!" I said excitedly.
"The piece of junk!"
Hanetora replied.
"Must have powers!"
"Put us
here!"
"They're looking for it!"
Hanetora was
thinking furiously. "We can bargain our way out of this,"
he said, "Take them to where it was."
"We could get
to it, touch it again, and we'd be back home." I added.
"That's
a great idea, but it's not there." A new voice entered our
conversation.
Our heads whipped around.
Kabuto... damn!
"What'd
you hear?" Hanetora demanded.
"Everything." He
started walking towards us. "Unfortunately, it's not there. We had
a team look. It probably disappeared after you activated it."
He
stopped, and looked at me. "Even if we had it, we wouldn't let
you go home. Even if we find it again, we won't let you go
home."
"Why?" I asked, my heart sinking.
Kabuto
started pacing. "That artifact has powers," he said,
"Powers we couldn't even imagine. According to your
conversation, it 'brought' you here."
Two people- guards-
entered the room behind Kabuto.
"You will one by one be
interrogated." Kabuto finished simply.
"Not together?"
My heart leaped to my throat. I didn't want to be alone with three
enemies...
"No." Kabuto smirked. "And you're going
first, my dear."
I froze, fear zipping through my
veins.
Hanetora came and stood in front of me protectively. "Why
not me? Interrogate me, do what you will, but leave Hisakata
alone."
Kabuto laughed. "Such a protective friend. But
no, Hisakata there showed the first sign of fear, and we haven't even
started. It'll be easier to get information out of her. Step back,
unless you want us to make it worse than it may be."
Hanetora
stepped back, but not before wrapping his arms around my shoulders
and whispering, "We'll tell them the exact same thing, right? No
pain."
I nodded numbly, and walked forward as Kabuto opened
the cage.
And they took me to interrogation.
I stood in
a bare, four-walled room, just cold steel everywhere. I was facing
Kabuto, and the guards stood at the door of the room. There was
barely any light.
"What did you mean when you said the
artifact 'brought' you here?" Kabuto started it off, my heart
pounded, I stared him straight in the eye and answered quickly, "I
don't come from this place. I come from another world, and we were on
a boat trip in the lake when I was diving, touched the artifact,
Hanetora was near me, and I guess we got transported here or
something." I took a breath.
Kabuto's eyes narrowed. It
sounded ridiculous, but I said it too fast for it to be a lie.
"Incredible. I wonder how the journey between worlds alters the
body..."
And, in a predator's glare, he looked directly at
me.
And I filled with dread, knowing what it meant.
There
wasn't too much interrogation. Hanetora pretty much gave them the
same answer, and we were left unharmed, just like Hanetora said we
would.
We were quiet on our single bed. Hanetora said that I could
have it, that he would sleep on the floor. I said no, it should be
the other way around. Finally, we agreed on sharing it, though
neither of us were sleeping. We were too afraid that we would be
operated on, taken away while we were sleeping and waking up not
knowing what happened.
So we just sat leaning against each other,
waiting for nothing.
I was painfully aware that I was only wearing
a swimsuit, which was torn at the left shoulder. We were just
abducted from the cove two days ago.
Hanetora was a bit luckier:
he wore his shirt with his swim trunks. It was dry by now.
Noticing
my worry, Hanetora took of his shirt and put it over me. "Don't
worry about it," he said before I could protest.
I was too
tired to be modest- he was out for most of today anyways. "Uh."
I grunted sleepily.
"Get some sleep. We'll take shifts, so we
each-"
"No. Just- we both sleep. I don't care what
happens."
Hanetora stared t me. "Have you given up
already?"
"No- I'm merely waiting, wishing, for a
miracle. And I make better wishes in my sleep."
Hanetora
smiled. "I just have nightmares about being chased by clowns
with lighters."
I laughed.
"No, seriously. It's
fucking scary." He laughed a bit too, then settled with a soft
smile. "I know we'll get through this."
"Yeah, sure
as hell we-" I yawned- "Will." Moving the measly
excuse for a blanket, I wiggled under it, then turned to face the
wall.
Hanetora put his share of the blanket over himself, scooting
to we were back-to-back. He knew I'd prefer being towards the wall,
and thus, slept on the outside portion of the bed.
With his larger
frame bringing warmth to the cold, deathless room, I felt safe. I
knew it wouldn't last, but I relished the moment, and fell into a
silent, dreamless sleep.
"Night." Hanetora
said.
"Night." I replied. We didn't bother putting
'good' in front of them, because it probably wouldn't be.
I
woke up to the feeling of being carried. My eyes shot open- and
closed tightly. Bright lights were lining this particular hallway.
As
my eyes adjusted, I opened them and took a glance around.
Guards
were carrying us, Kabuto leading them. Hanetora was pretending to be
asleep. He had been watching me. As soon as our eyes locked, we
thought the same thing- don't let them catch you awake.
I closed
my eyes.
We eventually entered a room of some sort, and I stole a
peek. I had to bite my tongue not to cry out.
There were many
labbish tables filling the large room, each with a child underneath
some blanket, or attached to some I.V. drip, or something else.
It
was terrible.
I closed my eyes.
We were taken past that room,
into a much smaller room that had slightly more advanced atmosphere.
There were two recovery beds there (luckily, right next to each
other, with room to walk in between so they could check us or
something), and further off, an surgery table.
My heart was
pounding by the time we were lain on the beds- I had never had
surgery before, much less this horrible thing they were about to do
to us.
As soon as the guards left, leaving us pretending to be
asleep on the beds and Kabuto walking over to the surgery table to
prepare stuff, we opened our eyes and turned our heads to each
other.
At the surgery table, Kabuto chuckled- he knew we were
faking the entire time.
Hanetora and I locked eyes. Everything was
said right then, between the two of us. Our hearts beat together. I
felt his fear, he felt mine.
Our arms outstretched, we held hands,
and just stayed that way, staring at the ceiling with our hands
holding.
"Stay strong- don't ever
give up. Promise me." Hanetora suddenly told me, as if he was
going to die. I felt what he was feeling- dread. Instinctive,
terrible dread.
"I promise," I said, my voice choked
with tears.
"No matter what happens, I want you to live."
"I
will. I promise that I will never fail you." I nearly stuttered,
but didn't want to. Tears were streaming down my face now.
So we
held hands, waiting for a miracle.
We stayed that way when
Orochimaru came in, stayed that way when we heard the equipment being
prepared and such. And then, when Kabuto announced that they were
ready, and that Hanetora was going first, he was injected a couple
times with different stuff, and as he started fading out, he
whispered to me,
"Hisakata- now may be a bad time, but I love
you."
I was shocked for a second, but then- relieved.
Because...
"I love you too," I said with all of my heart
in the complete truth.
He nodded once, then his eyes closed as he
was put under. And I knew, he was relieved too.
As they took him
away, they could do anything they wanted, but it didn't matter- he
was at peace.
I heard all the instruments they used, and
it was terrible- it was like a horror movie. No matter what, though,
I couldn't make myself look. Turn around the corner and see his
lifeless eyes, and the blood...
I shuddered and sank deeper into
the white bed covers.
Hours later. I was wide awake the
entire time, wondering, waiting, what
did they do to him, when do I have to go under...
The
wait alone was torture, constricted in my own thoughts. But when I
finally heard them moving him back to the bed, I was fully focused on
them. I wanted to close my eyes, I didn't want to see Hanetora, but
they stayed wide open as Kabuto came around the corner carrying
him...First his brown, messy hair appeared, then his face...
I
sighed. It wasn't the monster scene I expected. Still, I was afraid
to ask the one terrifying question...
"Is he dead?" I
whispered.
Kabuto looked at me. There was a long, dreadful
pause.
"He's alive."
I gave a sigh of tremendous
relief, then looked back at Kabuto.
"What did you do to him?
What are you planning for us, anyway?"
A smile crept across
Kabuto's face. "Remember when I wondered what the travel between
worlds did to the body? We did some testing to try to find out what,
and found tremendous power levels hidden within the body."
I
nodded slowly.
"So we made the decision to try an experiment
that kept failing and killing the other children. It is a part of a
certain curse, combined with animal DNA- the end result is that the
human gains great power, but in return, loses his mind and soul-
thus, making the power controllable. We gave up on it, but then you
guys come along... So we took advantage of those mysterious high
power levels, and attempted it once more."
I gulped, fearing
the worst- whichever one it was, I wasn't sure. "Did it work
with Hanetora?"
And Kabuto gave a horrible, horrible
smirk.
I screamed. I looked at the person that was once my
friend, closer than my friend, and cried out, yelling, screaming,
thrashing, tearing what I could apart, throwing things. And my hands
and feet glowed blue with chakra, and I was attacking everything
except Hanetora on his bed, until finally, Orochimaru was restraining
me using snakes as ropes, and I sobbed pitifully, tears gathering on
the floor.
Not only was Hanetora gone forever, but I was next. And
even if I made my way out, I was alone. Hanetora was alive, but he
was gone.
Orochimaru
was a tad annoyed at having the room blown to bits, minus one bed,
and surprisingly, Kabuto did suffer bruises and cuts.
Still locked
in my state of sorrow, I yelled, screamed till my voice was hoarse "I
know who you are, you fucking bastards! You're a gift from Sasori to
Orochimaru, and you use the same abilities as medic-nins do to fight
and to help with the experiments! And you're a traitor from
Akatsuki, you launched a war on Konoha, but the Third Hokage
destroyed use of your arms using the Death God! And you were fighting
using the former hokages, and you have Uchiha Sasuke somewhere here
who's training to kill Itachi, who's with Kisame Deidara, Tobi,
Zetsu, and those other two who are collecting the Tailed Demons and
all you can do is wait until Sasuke's ready so you can take his
fucking body, and use it as your own for the Sharingan you failed to
get from Itachi!"
Orochimaru and Kabuto stared in
disbelief.
Suddenly, the doors to the room were thrown open,
the resulting slam broke the silence in which I was sobbing. I looked
up, tears running down my face.
"The castle is being
attacked," Uchiha Sasuke said emotionlessly.
Orochimaru
withdrew the snakes, so I fell to my knees. Sasuke cocked an
eyebrow.
"Watch her," Orochimaru commanded as he left,
Kabuto in his wake.
The doors closed after them.
I looked up at
Uchiha Sasuke. He looked back.
"What did you do to make
Orochimaru restrain you like that? I've never seen his face that way
before." His low, cold voice had a hint of laughter in it. He
showed it with a smirk.
But I could not stop thinking about
Hanetora. How could I?
"He's dead, he's dead..." I
moaned, crying into my arm.
Sasuke looked at Hanetora. "So
what experiment did Orochimaru conduct this time?"
"You
emotionless bastard!" I yelled, my hands and feet were glowing
with chakra again as I leaped at him.
Unfazed, and unlike
Orochimaru, not caring about damaging test subjects, Sasuke simply
leaned over to the right, and suddenly, slammed his fist into my
stomach.
I doubled over, the wind forced out of me. A bit of
blood came over my lip, and he let me fall to the floor, eyes wide as
I gasped for air that never came.
"Tch." He said,
looking at the pitiful me.
After a full minute of no air, I sucked
in, feeling a sharp, but wonderful breath of air entering my lungs. I
stayed on the floor for a second, panting, before I got up and wiped
the blood from my lip. Then, without saying a word, I climbed into my
bed, and stared at Hanetora.
After a long silence, I
finally spoke. "Orochimaru took his mind and soul in return to
give him power- power that he can control, unlike yours. You're just
gonna kill him."
Sasuke stared at me in disbelief.
Take
that, bastard- I know your plan.
While
Sasuke stood speechless, I looked up, me eyes dark.
Hanetora
was dead.
"Foolish little brother," I spoke coldly, and
Sasuke's eyes bulged, "If you wish to kill me, hate me, deteste
me... And survive in an unsightly way. Run. Run and cling to life."
I
was glaring at Sasuke, who was at a loss for what to say. His eyes
shook for a second, then they hardened into a glare. "Who are
you?" He demanded as he drew his sword.
"Hurts, doesn't
it?" I said, laughing like a madman.
"I'll kill you."
He was shaking with fury.
My voice grew into an angry, forceful
kind of laugh. "It hurts to lose people, doesn't it, Sasuke!?"
I shouted.
"Shut up, bitch!" He yelled, starting to run
forward.
"I've lost so much more than you have!" I kept
on shouting.
He was on me in before I knew it.
The end result,
was him with his hand curled around my neck, holding me up against
the wall. Well, he had slammed
me against the wall...
"What have you lost that I have not?"
He asked coldly, voice with a steely edge to it.
"My best
friend- who, unlike you, I didn't try to kill." I managed to get
out through clenched teeth.
Sasuke roared and slammed me against
the wall again, infuriated that I knew everything about him.
"And-"
I continued before he could stop me from saying, "The chance to
ever see- not just
my family, but all of my friends, everyone. Basically, they're all
dead. So basically, I have
lost more than you."
Tears were streaming down my eyes now. I
was not ready to deal with the loss of my family, much less the loss
of Hanetora.
Sasuke's hand tightened around my throat.
"Ah-!"
I sputtered, barely any air to supply even that.
Sasuke let go and
I dropped to the floor, all crumpled up.
I panted for a minute.
All was quiet as we were both unsure of what to say.
"Who are
you?" Sasuke asked finally.
I tried to get to my feet, my
legs shaking.
"I'm not from around here," I sighed as I
held onto the bed for support. "I'm not a mind reader, either.
It's too long of a story. But please, listen- I need to get out of
here."
"Why are you being used as test
subjects?"
"Because Orochimaru thought our bodies would
be able to support it. And they are. Listen, if you help me out, I'll
give you a valuable piece of information."
He thought about
it for a second. "Unfortunately, Orochimaru would know it was
me-"
"That ties in with the information. Please, get me
out of here. Somewhere where he won't find me."
Sasuke looked
directly at me, trying to decide if this bit of info would really
help him.
"How can I lie?" I shouted, shaking with such
a mix of emotions I thought I would explode.
Sasuke nodded.
"Alright. But you better be right, or after I kill him, I will
hunt you down."
"Trust me," I said which such
truthful force, it would be hard not to. And I wasn't lying,
either.
"Let's go."
After a ways, in which
Sasuke took passages I never noticed before, we were outside, on the
side of the castle. You could hear a fight going on, but it seemed
like it wasn't gonna end for a while. I was carrying Hanetora, which
slowed us down considerably, so after a while, Sasuke snapped, "Let
me carry him."
It was much quicker after that. Basically, we
cut through the forest in some direction I didn't know.
Finally,
the forest opened, and we stopped.
Sasuke pointed down a somewhat
wide, dirt road. "Follow the road for a while. You'll get to an
abandoned shack after a few miles, where you can rest-"
"I
don't need to stop. I'm not weak." I lied angrily.
Sasuke
smirked. "And eventually, you'll get to a town."
I
sighed. "Alright, a deal's a deal, and I thank you a lot for
helping me out-" I looked straight at Sasuke. "As soon as
things calm down, kill Orochimaru. His current body is starting to
die."
Sasuke didn't say anything, just kept quiet,
thinking.
I looked down the road. It seemed stupid to travel in-
you could see for quite a while- but I figured Sasuke knew what he
was doing.
"What about at night? There aren't any criminals
or anything, are..." I started, looking up at Sasuke.
He was
gone, Hanetora laying on the ground. "There?"
I sighed,
picking up my friend. If I used chakra in my arms to carry him, and
in my legs to run, then I could make it to the shack much more
quickly, and with less effort.
Concentrating, I started down the
road with Hanetora in my arms.
