Furious tides of soft velvet rolled onto the land and a fox followed in step. Her eyes were clear and white as daylight's blinding light, and they promised death for those who fell for them. A prolonged visit to her kingdom had been the last that she had promised to see of it, the rest of her life would be spent in regret of that decision, but regret she had none.
The fox by her side nudged her legs with its wet nose and she stopped walking towards the gates. Those intimidating gates that rose higher than the tallest building in her empire, those gates that had destroyed her love of all things great and slandered her family's name, that was greatness then. But now, she knew, greatness lied in power, and power lied in size. If her size was insignificant, so was her power—and that is what scared her the most. Fear of being insignificant.
She closed her eyes and leaned down to pet the fox, the animal smiled with a wide grin and leaned into her. But only for a second before she stood up once again and stared back from where she had come from. The trail was wide and long, promising no return if she traveled far enough. Her home was out of sight, but the images that she retained from it were not. The once great and powerful kingdom was gone, shattered and smothered by power. By greatness.
A loud and furious howl arouse from the silence and made her jump, spinning around to see a large obstruction that had fallen and crushed the fox. She did not scream, she had been taught not to mutter a word when surprised or frightened. It added nothing, nothing by fear to your senses. But the cries and howls from the beast that laid dead below the large pole-like structure echoed in her head, and her lip quivered for a brief second before another echoing sound made her fall.
"Did you hear that?" The echo said.
The princess of the kingdom looked up towards the sky, and shuddered as the giants above her spoke. She counted three of them, one with beautiful pink hair that rolled down her shoulders, one with dark hair, and one with blond. They were garbed in strange clothing, none that were royal or garments. She could not fathom their height, but they were monstrous and grotesque figures that were above her.
"Ew!" The pink haired giant screamed, "Naruto! Look down at your foot! Oh my…you stepped in something, and it wasn't shit. That is freaking-"
"Maybe I stepped on a bug?"
"That is so utterly disgusting I can't even-"
"Calm down, Sakura. Naruto lift up your foot, there's no way that much blood came from an insect."
As the giant lifted his foot, the princess scuttled to her feet and backed away, tripping over her own feet and landing on the ground again. These monsters, where did hey come from? She had never seen such inhumanities before.
"Aw, that's gross…" the blond giant groaned.
"Oh shut up and clean that shit off of your foot, that's so disgusting, that's so gross!"
"Calm it! Naruto, don't clean it off. Look, there's something stuck to the sole."
"Ew Sasuke! Don't touch it-"
"Is that…fur?"
"Gross!"
"Be quiet!"
Anger and fear built up inside of the princes, she stepped back from the monsters and uttered black magic under her breath. She wanted to get rid of them in one breath, one blink of an eye. She had the power to, and she would use that power now.
The giants froze and the ground vibrated. Invisible, pulsating currents of dark energy wrapped around them and entered their bodies. The pressure and the pulsating rhythms would shatter their bones in pieces, killing them in a slow painful death.
But the giants were not affected by the pulses, as the princess had hoped, they looked around and soon the blond haired anomaly pointed towards the ground.
"Holy crap! What is that?"
The three giants stared at the princess with intensity, and she shuddered, dropping her jaw and turning to run. But as she turned, she was met with an enclosed darkness around her and she felt herself being lifted up. When the light returned over her, she look down through the cracks in the giant's fingers and gasped. The ground below her was nothing but a blur.
"Whoa…is that like…"
"It's…so cute! Oh wow, look at that dress she's just gorgeous!"
The princess turned around jolted as she was met with the giants' eyes. The pink haired female had green emeralds, the blonde male had blue, and the dark haired male had dark eyes that presented anger and dislike. She shivered in fear and covered her ears as they spoke.
"Maybe she's like a fairy or something-"
"That's a stupid thought, but then again it's you so I'm not particularly surprised at all."
"You guys, we're talking too loud it's hurting her ears!"
"Says the one that was screaming half the time."
A brief silence occurred and then the blond giant that held the princess whispered in a voice that echoed to her, but was bearable, "Hey…you're okay. Can you please tell us who you are?"
The princess scrounged her courage and stood up on the giant's hand, she rolled her shoulders back and glared at the blue eyes that encased her vision. "I am the princess of the Hell's empire, Hinata. My authority resides above those who are below my superiors, and I stand above them as the heir of ruling. I demand respect and you shall give me what I require." With her entrance introduction presented, she took in a deep breath and looked to all three of the figures.
The blond one turned to his male counterpart, "What do we do? She's a real princess, and if Hell in the kingdom, does that make her a devil?"
"I'm not buying it." The male responded.
"Take her to the Research and Records Bureau?" The pink haired female suggested.
"That seems like a plan."
"Set me down!" The princess, Hinata, demanded with a stern voice that she had grown to use for influence. "I require the correct respect and-"
"We're taking you as a suspect of danger to the village. You're coming with us Miss Hell's Princess."
"You will take me nowhere!" she replied, stopping her heel on the giant's hand.
"Ow!" The blond giant staggered back, causing the princess to stumbled and fall into his fingers. "That freaking hurt!"
"Naruto, put her in here." The dark haired captor presented a large pouch with a large flap over it, in his other hand were the former contents of the pouch: metal structures with sharp points and daggers. The sight nerved the princess, and caused her forget about her state of being, and as she contemplated on the weapons she had seen, she hardly noticed her surroundings until she was dropped into the pouch.
