This is my first Naruto story. It will sound grim and that's the way it's supposed to be. Hope you enjoy it and by the way I don't own Naruto.
Hinata glared at the man with an insane look of blood lust in her normally pale soft eyes. The man had tried to jump her when she was walking through the alleyway on her way home. At first she tried to run and that caused the man to chase after her. The man dealt some nasty cuts onto her with a kunai once he cornered her. It looked like he was going to kill her but the situation quickly turned itself around.
Hinata didn't understand why but when she inflicted pain to the man that threatened her it brought up so much excitement that she could barely control herself. The blood of the man was spilled on her jacket dyeing it a shade of red that she thought was beautiful. She didn't mind getting the man's blood on her because she liked the color. Such a beautiful shade of red.
Hinata had the man cornered the way he had her only moments before. She wore a crazy smile on her face to match the look in her eyes. She caused major damage to the man using her gentle fist style but without using the byakugan. She found it much more challenging to not use the byakugan when she attacked him. She enjoyed being surprised at what her strikes had done to him.
The man had only one thing in his eyes. Fear. This just made Hinata more excited. She was always considered weak because of her docile nature but that was bound to change sooner or later. She never knew how much joy was felt upon inflicting pain to other people. She never knew how beautiful the color of blood was. She never knew the rush of adrenaline from seeing the fear in your prey's eyes. Now, she knew about those things and was very satisfied with it.
"Hey," Hinata whispered to the man in a menacing voice. "Have you ever learned to not judge someone by there appearance. If you understood that then this wouldn't be happening to you." Finishing that sentence, Hinata jab at the man's ribcage shattering it and destroying his heart. The man dies while coughing up more blood which amuses her.
Hinata starts walking out of the alleyway laughing at what she had just done. She remembers being attacked by that man and how she had enough of be afraid all the time. That led to her comeback which started with shattering the man's legs. She loved the way the bone felt in her hands as she crushed it. She has had it with getting pushed around by everyone else.
"This is the first but it definitely isn't the last." Hinata whispered to herself while smiling the whole time. She let the man's blood on her shirt become her new color because the color of blood was so beautiful.
This story basically screams 'Hinata goes berserk'. I can't really see this happening on the show but I thought it would be good to write. I hope you enjoyed. Read and review please!