Story name: Outcast:The Birth of a New Sin...
Rating: T (Possible M in Future)
Summary: Battles are fought, and bodies fall and in the chaos a love is reborn...
A/N: Yes I'm Reviving the Outcast series some of you will be thrilled other's probably won't even now know what this is. Well if you don't know the story ask the people that do... Enough of my ramblings I present to you the story..
Prolouge...
Enemies and Lovers...
Location: Earth, Tokyo
Time: 2:42 P.M.
If one was to look at Tokyo from the sky they would probably see multi-colored spires, and grayish lines that glowed a variety of colors. However if one focused and looked closer they would see cars of varying colors, and people of different sex, size, color, shape, and attitude walking down the streets. But out of all these people walking through the streets there's only two that were not even supposed to be there. A young man of 15, with hair as golden as the sun, and a young woman of 15, with hair the color of blue nights. The man was wearing sunglasses despite the fading sun, however if one looked underneath they would've blue slitted pupils. The woman who also wore sunglasses, had eye's of pure lavender, which one would've mistaken for blindness. However her eye's could see better than most humans, for she was in fact not human but an angel from the heavens. Her companion was a demon, from the 7 circles of hell.
An angel, a being of light and a symbol of purity, with a demon, a being of darkness and a symbol of corruption, is a pairing that none would ever expect. None would even dare to think that it was possible, but it was, defying the laws of heaven and hell willing. These two know the consequence of such love, they would suffer it again in order for their love to survive. They were enemies by their people's view but they were lovers by their own view. The young man turned to the woman, and cocked his head to the side. She nodded and they turned into an alleyway.
The alley stunk of garbage and death, however neither beings cared or smelled that. The only they cared about was each other, and the only thing they smelled was eachs other's ravenous lust that tore at them like a hungry beast. Her back against wall her breath heavy, she could only stare at him with love, as he stared at her. He stroked her hair lovingly with one hand, his breath shuddered as if he was afraid that such beauty would fade. She stared at him her back pressed against the wall, looking at him her glasses had fallen to reveal the pearl like orbs that had captured him. He drew back his hand and removed his glasses revealing his own sapphire orbs.
"Hinata..." He breathed, and he leaned forward and kissed her.
---POV Switch---
She remembered why she loved him so much. It was because he was so strong, handsome, funny, and kind she could scarcely imagine herself with another person. No, she couldn't imagine herself with another person, she loved him and him only. She felt his lips on hers, pressing with a soft yet strong longing that she felt in herself, she pushed back. She was glad that she could have his love no matter what anybody would say if they ever found out.
---POV Switch---
Joy was not something he felt much, being a demon he only felt sorrow, pain, anger, and despair. He created those feelings, and he absorbed it from humans. His life was a swirling tunnel of despair but she, she was the light that washed it all away, and she was his light of hope.
Tokyo Tower
2:44 P.M
We turn our view from the two lovers, who were drowning in each's other's lust for each to another pair. To a young man with eye's of ivory, and large wings of whitish silver. His long light brown hair fell down to his back. He stood on the spire of a tower known as Tokyo Tower. His arms folded over each other, his face blank as he turned his gaze onto the people below. He stared at them with a feeling of pity and disgust. Pity for their short and abrupt lives, and disgust at the things they could and have done.
"Neji-san..." The young man, Neji, turned and saw a figure in white armor, and blue robes. From the figures back were two large wings of ice that shone in the sunlight. Droplets of water froze as they fell from the wing only to be scattered as the wings swung back and forth in their powerful wing beats. The figure was wearing what appeared to be a mask therefore hiding their identity, but Neji knew who it was anyways.
"Haku-san... What is it?" Neji asked turning to look back down at the humans. Haku stayed silent then said.
"Tsunade-sama has requested your presence..." Neji spun on the spot looking at Haku, his eye's wide in surprise. Had he heard correct?
"Tsunade-sama? As in the Tsunade-sama the Seraphye?" It seemed to be a dream to be called forth by such a powerful being, only second to the Magolia. Neji could only stare, wide-eyed, as Haku bowed her head once then vanished in flurry of icy feathers. Neji watched the ice feathers fall and melt, before turning his gaze to the streets below. He scanned the crowd once more, and sighing he turned on the spot his wings closing around him as he vanished into the air
Heaven Holy Palace 450th floor
3:34 P.M
Neji kneeled onto one knee and bent his head low looking at the floor as the Seraphye looked at him. Her six wings were curled gently around her. Neji could feel the power that radiated off of her, it was enormous if he ever got the chance to fight her he would lose horribly, no matter the circumstances. She stepped forward, she reached forward and touching his forehead, she pushed forward forcing him to look up at her. He stared into sharp green eye's very much like Sakura, however unlike Sakura these eye's were hardened by countless battles fought, tears falling, and hardships that tested her will. This was a person who had very little room for hesitation.
"Neji, I have some very grave news for you..." She said, her voice was quiet yet it held an unyielding sense of power and command that came naturally to her. However despite that, her message was confusing he blinked.
"Pardon me, milady I do not understand what do you mean 'by grave news?'" He asked confused by this strange message.Tsunade stared at him unblinkingly, she withdrew her hand and raised it her hand opened in a motion to grab something. She reached up, grasped the object and pulled. Something began to materialize Neji could only stare in awe as Tsunade pulled out a medium sized blood-red scroll. Neji stared at the scroll his eye's wide, the scroll in Tsunade's hand was an order... of execution.
Soul Teller the corrupt soul weaver...
Here it is... The second to the Outcast series... This gonna focus slightly more on Neji than Naruto and Hinata however there will be Naruto and Hinata... Plus there's going to be some Shikamaru and Temari. I'm thinking of putting in a bit more Haku as well... Well enjoy and sorry for the very long delay...
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