A/n: Hey, I guess it's been a while since I actually wrote something? I was brainstorming for ideas in this story while I was watching Zombieland for the… millionth time and I realised I wanted a zombie themed story. Slowly I morphed the idea from Zombies to hunters because I was watching first season of Vampire Diaries with Alaric (Bless his lovely soul). The idea of supernatural monsters came in mind after watching Game of Thrones with the Walkers and Supernatural the show… so yeah! Here's the story! Please enjoy reading
Warning: There will be a bit of swearing in some chaps and gory violence if you have an insane imagination – there might be slight OOC with characters, I try not to get them too OOC so don't expect Neji to walk away in a tutu (That's what Naruto SD is for)… hehe… the images
There might be errors, trust me: most of them are unintentional
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but I own this plot– that is all
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Living Dead of the Night
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Prologue
Sixteen years ago, my family and I were attacked by a group of monstrous beings; my cousin was taken against her will while I heard the cries of agony from the rest of my family. One of the monsters were going to kill me when a stranger appeared, with a flash of red and silver, making dark green blood of the monster fling into the air, and howling the pain through its jaws. Once it had died, the stranger had taken a brief glance towards us before he vanished into thin air. It felt like it was an aftermath of a nightmare, but as I gazed upon the torn bodies of my father and my uncle in front of me. The distraught grew heavy on my shoulders, and I had felt like collapsing to the ground to declare that I would get my revenge… though I knew for sure that it was impossible.
That was when they appeared, and saved me. Their large cloaks were the same colour as pure ebony with crimson clouds, explaining to me that they were the Akatsuki and they were meant to hunt monsters like them, or in other words… demons and supernatural beings. According to their research, the demons were after my blood, because I was part demon. The Akatsuki offered me redemption, and a chance to save my lost cousin, whether she was dead or alive.
Now, I live as a human-demon hybrid, hunting the supernatural monsters to find my cousin – to only hope that she was still alive after all these years. My name is Hyuga Neji, and I am ready.
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Moonlight settled on the bed that I had slept on during the day, the white sheets scrunch together in tight balls. I had to keep quiet to myself, as a hunter of the underworld, I have to learn how one travels – besides, the lack of company gave me no one to talk to, so I found myself staring at the pitch blackness, watching the freedom of the nocturnal birds. My coffee black hair hung loosely by its ponytail which gushed down my spine and to my waist. The black bandana around my forehead began to itch my brow, making me inwardly scowl and glare out towards the night. A sudden alarm jolted my senses, piercing the dead cold silence of the night. With the annoyed growl rumbling my throat, I raised the phone and unhappily answered it.
"What Hidan?" I snarled silently, not holding back on my irritated attitude. To be truthful, I hated Hidan, with a passion. He was full of nothing but curses and snide remarks, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand. One night, he had let a human bleed to death, claiming the blood spill would be sacrificed to some mythical god.
"Now, now pretty boy – what the fuck has crawled up your ass and died in there?" The man on the other line retorted harshly. I hated the fact that Hidan was the man who gave me the next target to kill, I would've preferred Itachi or Pein to be the one sending out my kills, but I had to have the religious curser. "Whatever, some fucking fanger is out in the streets – I trust you to gut it open for Jashin-sama!" Hidan hung up before I even had the chance to ask where the vampire was. The damn bastard didn't ever tell me where the monsters were, I had to chase them down myself.
Selfish prick.
I went into the cupboard and opened up a hollow part of the wall, revealing all sorts of weapons for monster hunting. As a child growing up a part of hunting the monsters, I had to learn how to fight with and without weapons, so that I could fight anytime. I pulled out my favourite weapon for hunting vampires; the crossbow but instead of it shooting out arrows, it shot out wooden stakes with silver tips at the end.
As I finished preparing myself, I locked all of the doors and took a final glance at the photo of my family. I stood in front of my father and uncle, next to my smiling cousin – even back then my ivory eyes had an excited gleam to them. My heart hardened, and I forced myself out of the window to chase after the vampire.
"I promise Hinata-sama, the demons will regret this." I cursed, jumping into the night.
A/n: Before I sign out – I just want to say if you don't like my story – tough luck sweetie, we can't always get what we want. I like this story's plot and won't let low lives like flamers destroy something I enjoy.
But for anyone else that likes this story, feel free to review because reviews are like my ego boosters- I mean... Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon.
Ciao, ciao!