House of Flying Daggers
Prologue: Tainted Love
"Don't hurt me!" The dirty man wailed as the dangerous assassin strode forward to kill him off. He squealed in fear as the assassin grabbed him by the collar and threw him against the wall of the room.
"Where is he?" The assassin's smooth voice flowed like silk. The lethalness frightened the dirty man, Keisuke.
"I don't know where he is!" Keisuke rubbed his throbbing arm, blood dribbling down the edge of his lips. "I heard that he was heading North to the-" His voice was cut off when the assassin grasped his neck. "I…wait, what are you—EEEEEEEEEEE!"
The assassin tightened his grip, his face emotionless as Keisuke screamed in pain. "Where is he?" He repeated once more.
Suddenly, out of a courageous act, Keisuke broke the assassin's arm and broke into a run. He ran down the stairs of the Hotel he was occupying and dashed out of the door, thirsting for freedom and for life.
Sasuke stared at the arm the Keisuke broke. He sighed, his breath creating a fog from the cold weather the region was in.
CRACK!
He bent his arm, not wincing as the bones grind against each other. When the bones had rubbed against each other, one of them cracked and ripped through the thin barrier called his skin. The bone jutted out painfully, as the blood flooded out from the wound. Sasuke merely healed the nuisance and began to hunt for Keisuke.
Such pain to be brought upon a measly human
When Sasuke was outside he realized he was behind the Hotel. He began to inspect his surroundings with his sharp keen eyes. There was a patch of forest to his right, and a small town to his left.
Obviously his victim would have run to the town, screeching for help.
Sasuke smirked arrogantly.
What a waste of energy.
He began to walk towards the small town, slowly. Savoring the sweet time he was taking, savoring the challenge he had gotten. He grunted slowly walking, taking his time to reach the town. He narrowed his eyes when he noticed something interesting to the alley he had just passed by.
Two men darted out from a small alley, obscuring their face with their hands as they ran past Sasuke. He watched as they ran as if the devil was chasing after them.
He cursed when he realized that they could've murdered Keisuke. Sasuke ran down the alley, heightening his chakra senses, trying to detect anyone.
There were three dumpsters lined up against the wall of the alley.
Nothing more and nothing less
Sasuke felt a small, weak chakra radiating from the dumpster in the middle. He growled in annoyance and approached it with deadly steps. If Keisuke had been murdered, his client isn't going to be happy. Neither will Sasuke.
He opened up the dumpster and winced at the revolting smell that had been expelled from the old garbage and dirty clothes. In the corner of his eyes, Sasuke noticed a pale hand. He scrutinized it.
Keisuke's skin was slightly tanned.
This hand was white.
He picked up the bagged trash, which lay on top of the covering body. He threw it to the side and looked back at the body.
Long black sinister hair covered the face, leaving him to look at someone whose body has been bruised and tattered as if it received a cruel beating. The body was wearing thin hospital gown-like fabric. There were burn marks, and scars on the body.
Sasuke closed the dumpster and began to walk away. If the person was still alive they can fend for themselves.
As he walked away, a guilty conscience began to arise in him. He growled in annoyance. These were the feelings he has been pushing away, ever since he left the Leaf Village. But they were coming back stubbornly.
"I'll just get the body, dump it on the streets and people will offer help," He mumbled and headed back towards the dumpster.
When he had grabbed the body, he couldn't help but feel the softness and curviness this body had. Sasuke dropped the body on the floor. Before he could even walk away, a wind picked up and blew the hair away from the face.
He stopped dead in his tracks.
Such soft, beautiful features for a woman. The rosy lips were slightly parted, heavy raspy breathing heard. Long eye lashes teasing for a look, and sculpture cheekbones and a perfect nose. There was a smudge of dirt on her face, and a bruise on her neck.
This was the most dreading moment of his life.
Sasuke held his breath for the finale. He crouched down to his hutches and peeled her eyelid back.
Such beautiful bloody eyes she had.
Sasuke stood up fast and began to walk away. His past was catching up too fast, for his liking.
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Black hair
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Snow white skin
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Feminine body
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Scarlet Eyes
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Miyazaki Kisa