Hello, everyone. This story will serve as a collection of various types of short stories and drabbles about Karasu and Kakashi and will be updated as inspiration strikes. The plot of the stories will be loosely based on that of Feathered Mask.
Speaking of Feathered Mask, I apologize deeply for the very long delay between updates and can only offer the excuse that I have had to take care of and am still taking care of several issues that take precedence to Feathered Mask. Again, I sincerely apologize; I promise that I am trying my best with Feathered Mask.
Please enjoy the first part of Scattered Feathers.
Word Count: 261
Theme/Challenge: Murder
Summary: Karasu discovers another aspect of the person she thought she completely understood.
It doesn't really hit Karasu that her closest friend is a ruthless S-class warrior until the first time he kills in front of her.
She's eighteen and clawing frantically at the hand crushing her windpipe, thrashing like a gasping fish pinned against the ground by the iron talons of an eagle. Her eyes are rolling back in her head and red spots are exploding everywhere and she's slapping her hand against the trampled, blood-slick grass, desperately groping for the kunai that she knows she'll never find in time.
There's the gargling, blood-choked shriek of a thousand birds and a dying man; the pressure around her neck loosens enough for her to gulp down a shuddering mouthful of air and to force open her streaming eyes. Contorted in a beast-like snarl of shock and agony, the face of the enemy ninja who was seconds away from successfully strangling her is almost obscured by the screaming, crackling ball of lightning erupting from the gore-encrusted hand bursting from the gaping hole in his chest.
Karasu tries to ignore the scraps of flesh that splatter against her face and vest and the salty, iron-bitter waterfall of blood that soaks her clothes and hair and coats her skin and forces herself to focus past the blinding explosion of white-hot chakra that's burning her retinas. Her eyes widen as they meet a dark gray eye and a spinning black-and-red eye that are glittering with cold fury and the reflection of the S-class assassination jutsu.
It's then that she realizes the man she loves is a murderer.
Thank you very much for reading. Please review!