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Special Thanks toPen-Name-Kitsune-chan, who asked for more too nicely for me to say no. So this chapter is dedicated to her.
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I have never really thought about death. It never seemed something that I should really concern myself with, but now it does. My every step is painful and my vision flickers slightly. I'm not sure if I could live even if I wasn't being marched to my death.
I glare at my captor and then my eyes widen in shock. He eyes are cold impassive orbs as always, but now they are darker then night instead of red like fresh spilled blood. I would wonder why, but we are in a giant room now with huge stone hands protruding from the stone floor.
The devil chains me to the center of the floor before disappearing in a flash of movement only to reappear as a shadow figure on one of the fingers far above my head. I gasp as three more figures appear on the hand. Unlike Itachi and his companion however these flicker and glow softly. I notice that only five of the ten spots are filled, one of the unstable figures seems to notice this as well.
"I don't think we have enough power to remove the nine-tails yet." His metallic voice seems laced with regret.
"We will have to wait till we replace our dead or otherwise incapacitated members. Itachi," I notice that his eyes are red again as he lifts them to look at the speaker, "You'll be in charge of watching the demon's current container." Itachi didn't speak, he simple nodded, but that seems enough for the glowing figure.
"Dismissed." The word still hung in the air, but the glowing man had flickered and disappeared along with the other two leaving only Itachi and his partner.
I lay very still. Perhaps they will be content to leave me here.
I jump when I hear a rough laugh behind me.
"So the great Itachi Uchiha has babysitting mission? It must make you feel like a genin all over again." Itachi doesn't grace him with an answer, but bends to remove my bounds, so much for being left in peace. I continue to lie on the floor till I feel Itachi foot dig into my damaged side.
"Up." He commands. The fear of what he might do if I disobey brings me to my feet, but the pain that courses through my body brings me back to my knees. A hand grabs hold of my hair and lifts me to my feet. A shove gets my feet moving. Apparently Uchihas are raised in silence; the ones I have known seem to only to like opening their mouths to ridicule others.
As we leave the chamber, dread ways down my spirits. I might not have been killed, but I'm in Hell all the same.
AN: I know this was uber short, but I was in a hurry.