Okay, so start of chapter one. This story was previously on quizilla under the same name. I hope you guys like it. Review for me?
I don't live in a village. My kind would never be able to live in Konoha, or Suna, etc. Not only would we not be accepted, we wouldn't survive. My kind needs special resources to live. Not to mention the odd effect we have on the environment. My name is Maeko. I have no last name. Last names have no meaning here. We are identified by one name, and one name only. This is my story.
Most mornings, I awoke to such noise that only someone who was heavily medicated would be able to sleep through it. Things were different this morning though; I was roused by the lack of noise. Curiously, I slid the covers off and set my feet as quietly as possible on the wooden floor of my bedroom. I tip-toed to the door and opened it, wincing when a floorboard betrayed me by creaking loudly. Everyone of my kind lived in the same house so needless to say, everybody knew everything about everybody else. And it was never quiet. Literally. Not even at night, we have insomniacs just like everyone else. As I crept down the stairs, I was aware of every sound I made.
When I reached the main living room, I was shocked by the sight that met my eyes. Every single person was dead. Everyone that lived here. If I was correct, I was the last one of my kind. What I didn't understand was how everyone was killed. We were immortal. There were only two ways to kill someone of my race. Our soul-mate had to die, or we had to be poisoned with a very special, very rare poison. From what I could see, it looked as though everyone had been poisoned. I had no clue how someone would be able to afford or even find that much of it, but was not sticking around to find out. I raced back to my room as quickly as I was able, but when I got there, I was met with another surprise.
Two men stood in the middle of my room. Both wore matching black cloaks with red clouds. I recognized these cloaks. These men were Akatsuki. One of them wore a mask and had strange green eyes. The other wore his cloak unbuttoned to reveal a well-muscled chest and had pale silver hair that was slicked back and reached his neck. He also had unusual eyes, a strange shade of purple.
"Hey, the girl is finally here! It only took us all damn night to find her!" The purple-eyed one said.
"Hidan, shut up. Grab her and let's go." said the one in the mask.
"Kakuzu, you're no fun. All you care about is getting back to headquarters so you can keep making more money! Lighten up; I could have some real fun with this one!" Hidan told his partner while easily lifting me and running out the door. I was too shocked to do anything but stare with wide eyes.
It took two days to reach wherever their headquarters were. I was blindfolded most of the way, but I had no doubt that I would be able to find it again if I ever left. After we arrived, I was taken to a large and dark room where a man in shadows spoke to my kidnappers. He entrusted me to Hidan's care, telling him to keep me alive, though it shouldn't be too much work, considering I was immortal. After the shadow-man told him that, Hidan seemed to get a wonderful idea. Though I doubt that idea is going to seem wonderful to me. When we left the dark room, Hidan grabbed my wrist and dragged me down a hall. I fell over several times, but that didn't seem to phase him, he just kept dragging me, not caring whether I was standing or on the ground.
When we got to where Hidan was going, we were stopped in front of a steel door. Just before I was dragged in, two men in the same cloaks as Hidan walked past us. The one with blue skin and hair paused and looked between me and Hidan and asked, "That your mission?"
"Yep. We just got back. She's immortal." Hidan grinned, "And we're going to have some fun. Lord Jashin deserves a sacrifice."
"Hm. You're sure leader's gonna be okay with that?" Blue boy said.
"All he told me was to keep her alive."
With that, I was dragged into a bare room. Nothing but cement walls and a steel door. Hidan grinned maliciously and grabbed my arm, quickly producing a small knife and slitting my arm. I gasped when the knife made contact and hit my head on the wall when he threw me back. I saw him lick the blood of the knife and draw a strange circle with a triangle inside of it before I blacked out.
I was ripped back into consciousness as pain blossomed in my stomach. I screamed and thrashed, trying to make it disappear. I opened my eyes, expecting to find the weapon that caused the pain but all I found was my bare stomach with a 12-inch gash straight across the middle. As I looked up, I saw Hidan still smiling, drawing a gash in the same spot on his own stomach. Now, his body was covered in black with white where his bones should be. He was standing in his odd circle, smiling as though he had no cares in the world. I gasped in horror as I realized this must be a jutsu he had developed and that was why he was so happy when he found out I was immortal. He was a sadist! My gasp was cut short because drawing the breath caused the muscles in my stomach to move, stretching the injured part. Instead, what came out was a squeak of pain. The pain in my stomach seemed like a paper-cut at what I felt next. I was stabbed through the heart. Though unfortunately, it would not kill me.
I was forced into this torture every day for three weeks. I was positive that anyone else in this building could hear my cries of pain. Why wouldn't anybody do anything? I was killed at the least once every day, at the most, three. I will give Hidan credit that he is creative in finding so many different ways to kill a person. Each time more painful than the last. I was never given time to heal or even wash the blood off. I could feel everything getting infected. While I wouldn't die from it, it would greatly affect my abilities. I would be useless if I wasn't healed.
End of One
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