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That was all that could be heard from the dungeon room.
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That was all that she could smell as they headed down the dungeon stairs.
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She watched as her brother ordered their knights to seize the prisoner who looked more dead than alive.
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One of the knights had ruby red hair held up in a bun with bangs covering a masked face. Their pale skin could only be seen from their exposed ears. The draft in the room slightly caressed her own pale features, and her coloring wasn't just because of her natural tone, but from the conditions the dungeon was in.
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Her brother motioned her to another room as the knights walked behind them. As they entered she noticed a table in the middle with straps at the ends and metal bonds on one end where she assumed a prisoners legs were to be positioned. She was right, she noticed, as their current prisoner was harshly thrown over the table and bound by the leather straps and dirty metal bonds.
The prisoner's uncovered chest slowly rose and she wondered how he was still alive. From what she had heard, this man had been captured two weeks ago and hadn't spoken a word. Unfortunately for him this meant he was to be tortured until he talked and gave them the information they needed.
He didn't pull at the straps holding him down and his legs barely moved; the cold metal would surely cut at his skin, especially since it already fit snugly around his swollen ankles.
His face looked unruly, his head had been shaven, his eyes were barely open, he showed two weeks long unshaven facial hair, and his neck, all the way to his torso, had either bruises or red three inch marks. She didn't really want to know what caused this abuse.
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"You have another chance to give us information on who's plotting against us. If you tell us then your life will be spared...if not...well, I'm pretty sure you know what happens," her brother threatened.
He reached for a poker, which was handed to him by another of the knights, his grey hair betrayed his actual age and his slouching position gave an air of indifference. She followed the width of the poker and winced lightly at the hot tip. It seemed as if it had been in the coal oven for quite some time.
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Her eyes roamed the room and she spotted other devices for the prisoners torture: pendulum blades, whips, branders, and other pokers were just a few things she could name. The walls were dark and some places showed burn marks. There was some dried blood stains on the floor and she couldn't help but shudder slightly. The only light that shone in the room was a dull light in the center of the ceiling.
"Sasuke," she heard her brother call and she turned back to the scene before her.
Her brother had already pressed the poker to the man's upper body but the man hadn't winced or made any other noises to suggest he was in pain but as he heard her name called out he began to thrash around.
"Sasuke," the man repeated and he began to tug at the restraints. She noticed the leather bonds begin to stretch out as the man's muscles began to expand. He had looked like he was ready to die at any moment just a few seconds prior, but now he was about to rip apart his constraints. Where had he gathered all that strength from?
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"We have to get the princess out of here," the grey haired knight told her brother. She couldn't see his face because his mask was in place but his voice seemed to convey worry.
"You should also leave and we shall handle things here," the red head quickly added.
"Raaaaaaaaaaa," the man strapped to the table was no longer confined and before she could glance at his face, or he hers, she was picked up and taken from the room.
"Itachi!" She cried out but she was already gone and secured in her living quarters. She knew there were guards posted outside her bedroom and some vigilantly watching her windows from outside, making sure nobody entered from there.
"You have to go help Itachi " she ordered the masked man that had taken her from the dungeon.
"You know I can't leave you," was her only reply.
She clenched her fists and glared at the door in front of her. She had been close to her brother when they were younger, but ever since he had been training to become the new ruler of Konoha, even though her parents were still ruling, they had grown apart. She had been thrown aside and had been pampered with jewelry and extravagant clothing while her brother had gotten most of their parents' attention.
He had also been put to train under the Namikaze family, which was a family of knights devoted solely to them, the Uchiha clan. Her brother had always been given difficult tasks, but his life had never been put into any danger where she should actually fear loosing him. He was a strong warrior.
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"You shouldn't worry. Both Kakashi and Kyuubi are with him. Nothing will happen to him."
She turned towards the voice behind her and frowned, "You're hurt."
The masked man just stayed in a kneeling position next to her bed with one hand on his knee and another, the injured one, at his side. He raised his uninjured hand to his spiky blonde hair and laughed quietly. She just sighed at her blonde companion's tactics but it gave her something else too think about.
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She went to her closet and took out some bandages, ointment, and rags. As she walked towards her assigned knight he stood up. She motioned to her bed and he sat down, letting her carefully tended to his wound.
"How did this happen? It didn't seem like he touched you," she asked curiously.
"He managed to throw some stuff around. The one that hit me was a piece of metal intended for you, but I'm alright, don't frown," the blonde replied removing his fox mask from his face and perching it on his head.
"The man only reacted after my name was mentioned," she mumbled.
"What?"
"The man only reacted after he heard my name," she repeated.
Before she could mention anything else her companion had already moved away from her and fixed his mask over his face once again. His bandaged arm had his uniform sleeve covering it and he was kneeling before her.
"What are you..."
"Princess, your father the King requests your presence in his office," exclaimed one of the guards that had been at her door.
She stood up to follow the guard as did her companion but before he could continue the guard stopped him, "Naruto, Kakashi and Kyuubi are in the dungeon. They need you to identify what occurred."
She turned back briefly to see her knight bow to the guard before disappearing in the opposite direction.