Darkness
By Tilunar
Perhaps she had always been broken. A silent china doll in the corner, waiting for someone to finally notice how broken she was.
But no one noticed.
But she had hoped, hoped desperately, that someone would notice that she was broken. She had seen a shining light and clung to him though he never noticed, to concerned with other things around him.
She had hoped, that her shining light would notice her, notice how broken she was and would hold out a hand of kindness. But he never did. His eyes never strayed from his own shining light.
And perhaps, that was when the seed was planted in her. The seed that would grow into a tree of darkness.
But she hadn't noticed, she hadn't noticed for a long time. It wasn't until she was battling with his shining light and a boy/man who walked with shadows by her side, it wasn't until the Sound had come and they had been lost in the darkness, only coming out with tortured screams and hoarse begging whispers as fire danced in their veins and they poked and prodded and cut and stitched and took and gave as the darkness grew and grew and grew until there wasn't any room for the light.
His shining light had been the first to admit defeat against the growing darkness in her. Her animal-like roars echoed in her ears as the Sound whispered words like monster and demon. Swift words about control and needing to sedate her.
Soon the roars lessened and soon were silenced, though she could still feel her. Her chakra would beat against her when she was awake, staring with unseeing eyes at the ceiling, almost pleading with her to do something, to help them.
But she hadn't surrendered yet to the darkness. She wasn't ready yet, and she had always been slightly fearful of the unknown.
But eventually she had surrendered but only the shadow man did.
And when she did, she wondered why she denied it so much when it was just another part of her, a part of her that was more powerful then she had ever been.
They had told her that she was the leader of the trio, thinking she was meek and easy to break. But since she had given to the darkness, she had changed so much, she was disgusted with how weak and foolish she once was, but she acted like they wanted her too.
She had waited till they let her out of her drugged induced sleep longer and longer without as many guards till she made her move.
Chains snapped and bodies fell with nary a sound as she padded, her pale petite bare feet, across the cold stone floor and out the unlocked door, so confident they were in their superiority, it was sicking to her.
She had gone to him first, he held more of his mind then the woman.
He had looked up at her as she was framed in the light of the hall as he hung from chains attached the ceiling, floor, and walls in the shadow filled room.
Fully black eyes met glowing pale violet eyes as shadows moved soundlessly through the air and snapped the chains without effort as he landed gracefully and soundlessly on his bare tanned feet, he straightened his tall lanky frame and with barely nodded at her before he followed her.
Shadows had always been apart of his life, so because of that so had the darkness.
He had been told since he was young that he shouldn't fear the shadows or the darkness. Sp he had never feared, he hadn't seen the point. It would be troublesome to against what his parents had always told him.
Because of that connection been him and the shadows, he had always been able to notice who was affected by the darkness.
He had seen how covered in darkness the Uchiha was and had been concerned for his loud blonde friend who seemed so in love with him.
He had seen the carefully hidden darkness in the loud Uzumaki's bright grin and equally bright eyes.
The slowing growing darkness in the shy and meek Hyuga.
And he finally saw the deeply rooted darkness that was just waiting to be unleashed in his loud blonde friend's rivel/best friend.
When he had first saw that in the fiery Haruno, he had shuddered. Even the Uchiha hadn't had the deeply rooted darkness as she did.
He had almost wanted to warn his friend away from her, to keep her safe. But his blonde friend loved the Haruno dearly and he couldn't bring himself to take away her best friend when the darkness was still leashed.
So he remained watchful and silent of what he saw, he watched as the darkness grow within her and she grew more powerful.
So when they were captured by the Sound, he fully expected what had happened. He wasn't shocked by Sakura finally unleashing her darkness, he didn't pity himself when he fell back into the safety of the darkness and he wasn't surprised when Hinata came to him, darkness firmly encasing her.
So he had escaped his bounds and went with who he knew was his new leader and followed them to the cell that held the final part of the trio.
They had opened her cell door, seeing her chained more then either of them were, and he was worried for a moment that she had lost all control of her mind because of how much darkness encased her mind, heart, soul and her heavily scarred form, but then she opened glowing green cunning and bloodthirsty eyes as a brilliantly sweet and bloodthirsty smile crossed her heart-shaped face.
Perhaps she had always been attracted to darkness, it had always draw her like a moth to flame.
Perhaps that is why she had clung to Sasuke so much, he had almost been drowning in darkness and it just feed the darkness inside of her. Perhaps that is why she had never been truly afraid of Gaara, even when he tried to kill, because his darkness excited her, made her breathe quicken in what most believed was fear. Perhaps that's why she got so angry at Naruto, who had always hid his darkness and locked it away.
So when she was captured with Hinata and Shikamaru by the Sound, she finally merged with her darkness and it was a moment of bliss in her tortured world of pain though for the first few days, perhaps weeks she couldn't tell how much time had passed her by, it had taken over her mind leaving her more beast then human before they sedated her and she spent the days staring out of glassy glowing green eyes, her mind back under her control.
Their torturers, who called themselves doctors, did more to her then the others because she could heal so swiftly and her body adapted to what they did to her. So they cut (and cut and cut and it hurt so much), they pierced her with needles filled with different liquids (that burned her from the inside out, that made her so angry she wanted to slaughter them all, that made her scream in terror till her voice became hoarse, that heightened her senses and made all the pain worse) and stitched her up roughly (always making sure to leave scars, those bastards). They made her fight over people (if they could be called people any more), though Hinata was mostly left alone, Shikamaru left in his soothing darkness, she got to see sunlight but at the cost of fighting over and over again (she had forgotten how to feel remorse after awhile).
She grew used to it, the constant feeling of pain and all consuming darkness that surrounded her though she pleaded silent with Hinata to do something, because they had programmed her and Shikamaru to think of her as their leader, and she had smiled with her closed eyes as she felt her finally do something, finally try to free them.
She smiled as they opened the door and opened her bright glowing green eyes.
They broke her chains and together they made the Sound pay as sangria liquid sprayed through the air as the screams seemed to sing to the darkness in their souls.
And she knew in that moment that they were all captured by madness when she saw Shikamaru's dark smile, Hinata's sweet but still dark smile, and heard her own chilling bloodthirsty laugh echo through the screams and the pleads for mercy.
But they showed no mercy because those pathetic people didn't show them any.
