Please to meet you all
The name is King and from here on in I'll be taking over this account.
Anyway Im not going to rewrite any of the old stories cause they are all moving a little too fast for my taste. So Im going to take some things from Liz's most popular Fic (Forsaken Queen) and make a brand new Fic and Im sure it will please you all
So here is Kiss the murdered Kill the priest
Oh fair warning this Fan-fic is more then a little graphic at times but I know you all will like it
Enjoy ^^
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Little girl…
She ducked as a rock flew by her head. She turned left onto one of the main streets and pushed her small legs harder hoping to increase her speed and gain distance between herself and her pursuers.
…why do you cry?
The glass dug deeper into her somewhat destroyed eye socket as she held her hand to it trying in vain to stop the bleeding. The blood ran down her face and left a small trail as she continued her path to somewhere she hoped was safe.
Little girl…
"She went this way!"
One man shouted to his five companions and threw another rock at the girl as she slipped unknowingly into a dead end alleyway.
…why do you lie?
She stared at the brick wall in front of her. She was trapped now with six men out for her blood making their way to her. And wall stood there blocking her only escape, leaving her to her doom, mocking her.
"I won't die…"
She clawed at the wall trying to dig through it, but she only managed to peel off most of her filthy finger nails.
"I can't die here…t-the old man is sending people to help m-me"
She kept digging ignoring the pain.
Little girl…
"Now we've got the little witch"
They advanced on her doing practice swings with their weapons of choice.
…why don't you try?
Her tears and blood mixed together as she dropped to her knees.
It will be over soon
She hoped, then a solid lead pipe collides with her skull and she began to fade in and out of consciousness.
Little girl…
They stabbed, bludgeoned, slashed, kicked, and punched until she was nothing more than a bloody mess of flesh and bone on a grime covered ground.
…why…
Four thick tendrils of crimson chakra crept from out of her stomach and began to lick her broken form and began to heal her wounds. Joints popped into place, organs rearranged themselves to their proper places, and skin mended itself. The chakra receded into the girl waiting until it was needed again.
"What the fuck?"
One attacker shouted and they backed several feet away. She laid on the ground clothes bloody and torn to shreds, but she appeared to be unharmed. One man sneered and walked over the girl's prone form and pulled her up her sun kissed hair. She whimpered pitifully but didn't fight the man even when he spit in her face.
"You think you're so innocent so pure"
He spat and through his weapon aside then little the girl go. Using his forearm held her up by her throat and grinned when she let out a wet cough before his face morphed in pure rage.
"But I know what you are we. all .know!"
He yelled at her with murder in his eyes. The man dropped her and gave a swift kick to the girl's ribcage. She curled into a fetal position by reflex hoping to lessen the pain.
"There's only one way to punish the pure. You should be grateful we are doing this because you know no man will touch a filthy creature like you."
He grinned with malice all but dripping from his mouth. The men around her cackled with sick glee and began to disrobed.
No...
Her small eyes widened. As nude made their way to her
Please….whatever god is out there please don't let this happen to me!
They held her down and ripped off what remained of her clothes and gagged her with her own under ware. She let out tortured scream as she felt mind breaking pain exploded from her genitals.
….don't you die?
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"This is bullshit. Why do we have to look for the damn brat?"
A porcelain masked man dressed in black Shinobi attire complete with ANBU standard ninjato, shin and arm guards, and chest armor whined to his partner. The woman, in similar clothing, running alongside with him sighed.
"Because Hokage-sama tasked us out to okay? Good god you bitch a lot for a battle harden ANBU captain"
The male let out a pathetic whine and pouted underneath his mask.
"You're so mean Neko-chan"
He noticed that the paper seal in his hand was beeping louder so he began to slow his pace.
"She's close"
Neko turned to him and nodded then they both dropped to Konoha's streets. Tora looked around and noticed they were in one of Konoha's poorer districts. He decided not to comment on this so he could avoid the scolding from his partner for his lack of area awareness skills. They walked down what appeared to be a main road until the seal began to beep louder then before once they passed a nearby alleyway.
"This way"
"No shit"
Neko grumbled. Tora sighed and imaged what it was like if his partner actually respected him and acknowledge him as her captain. The image of the purpled haired kounochi with eyes big watery and innocent eyes staring at him in awe as he protected her from an evil perverted enemy shinobi who managed to strip her to her under garments before Captain Tora came in and bested the man in combat.
Oh Tora-sama I am forever grateful. P-Please accept my virginity as my token of appreciation and devotion to you as my stupidly-awesome-badass-super-sexy-body building Captain of awesomeness!
A swift blow to the back of Tora's head broke up his (awesome) day dream.
"Get you shit together idiot and turn that seal off "
Tora once again pouted and pushed some chakra into the tracker seal destroying it. Neko pointed to a dumpster five feet all from them near the end of the dead end alley. He nodded to her and they approached the dumpster not making any sound in order to get the drop on the occupant hiding within. They both crouched in front of it the dumpster now with Tora's hand on the lid ready to throw it open and Neko ready with a paint paper bomb.
Time for little payback for last weeks prank brat
Neko mentally cackled. Her last uniform (along with her hair that was now under a Genjutsu) still had splotches of orange on them thanks to the little prankster and that's after washing it twenty times.
On three
Tora signaled with his free hand.
One…Two…Three!
Tora threw the lid up as Neko started the five second timer on the bomb and they both rose.
"Pay back is a bit-!"
Neko's words died in her mouth as she lost her grip on the bomb and Tora barely managed let out a.
"Oh God…"
There laid the notorious foxy prankster in torn open garbage bags. Dried blood and semen caked her form and maggots were festering in open wounds along her malnourished body and within what remained of her vagina. One of her Cerulean eyes was open and bloodshot while the other was just a blood filled hole with dark green glass that reflected within it.
The paper bomb went off as Neko puked. The image was now forever burned into the two black ops minds or the rest of their days. Neko's knees gave out and Tora quickly closed the dumpster and caught her.
"W-Wha…Oh God…"
She wept as Tora took her to end of the alley.
"Neko I need you to scan for anyone within the immediate vicinity and notify me as soon as you do okay?"
Tora said in a smooth but commanding voice to his partner. Neko would of laughed at the site of Her captain half covered in florescent pink like she and five her orders but….that image that has now infected her every thought…
"Neko that's an order now reply!"
Neko managed to swallowed the growing lump in her throat in order to speak.
"H-Hai scan f-for p-p-persons in the area"
Tora nodded and let the hold he had on her shoulders lax.
"Good now execute. I will return"
Neko watched as Tora disappeared down the alleyway to go to the body.
Torn…mangled…shredded body…
She shook her vigorously to derail her train of thought and focused on the task that was given to her. She flew through the necessary hand seals for her sensory Ninjutsu in blink of an eye. She picked up no one but kept the Jutsu active. The acidic smell of her own puke was beginning to be to much to bare so she quickly removed her mask and wiped at the vomit that now covered the lower half of her face since she didn't remove her mask when the bile suddenly appeared.
Why…would anyone do that?
Tora reopened the dumpster to check for vital signs…but he knew he would find none.
By the First Hokage. To think that the people we would die to protect would be capable to do such a horrid thing to…a child…I often wonder if the Kyuubi was just doing God's will by trying wipe this place off the face of the earth…
Tora sighed mentally and bottled his anger up and stored for the sick bastards that did this. As Tora's hand moved to the body's neck it gave out a sallow breath that nearly made the tiger masked Shinobi loose all control of his bowels. The single blood shot focused weakly on him and he could see the light behind slowly dying.
"NEKO WE NEED TO MOVE NOW !"
Little girl…Why do you make hate you…and love you
Chapter 1 end