Out of War

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Please Note: I've decided to name the group 'Slicers of Silence'. It sounds better than 'Slicers in Silence'. Sorry for any confusion. I've changed the name in the previous chapters as well. Besides, who can really slice silence? The name's cool.

Chapter 2: Slicers of Silence

(Following day at 5 a.m.)

Izu Xiao tore into the flesh of another victim. The woman screamed.

He kept up with it until she was dead. Then he flung her over in a pile with the others.

"Seven more," Xiao ordered.

Xiao hated his first name.

His mother was all alone. He hated her guts too. Only a stupid woman would give her son that name.

He remembered at age eight being teased horribly because there was a girl in his class named Ishizu. He'd never forget the taunting. The teasing he got from ninja kids, because he wasn't a ninja. In facts things like this were why Slicers of Silence was formed in the first place. Sick of second place according to the human race, Slicers of Silence was filled with people that the outside world forgot or scorned. Not all the members of Slicers of Silence had such a life before joining. But that life was why it was formed.

To take vengeance, life, and money.

That was their motto.

It was written on their belts. An emblem with a lion crushing it's own cub in it's mouth in front of a horrified woman on their headband furthering this philosophy.

The emblem was also on the back of their kimonos and jackets. The motto was written below.

Xiao's brown eyes fell on a scared little girl. She was one of the survivors taken from that Konoha village. He wasn't ready for her yet.

"Bring her snot nosed friend," Xiao ordered.

The little girl gasped as the huge guard grabbed her and left.

Soon an eleven-year old boy was pushed into the room and the door shut.

Xiao could hear his teeth chattering.

I may actually have fun with this one, Xiao thought.

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(7 a.m. in the dungeons)

A Slicer in Silence member slid open a metal door and flung a dead body inside. The people in there screamed.

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(7:30 a.m. in the dungeons)

A guard slid open a huge metal door. Slowly an eleven-year old with a runny nose walked in. he was shivering like a leaf and clad only in white boxers and his green goggles.

But what shocked the prisoners inside was that his hair had gone completely white.

"Udon!" Moegi the girl brought in before he was chosen instead cried and ran to him, "what did he do to you?" she asked desperately.

Udon's eyes started to fill with tears as he hugged himself tighter.

"Udon," a voice said from a corner of the prison.

The other children including Moegi turned in the direction of the voice.

Sitting in a corner with both hands and one foot chained to the floor was Konohamaru.

"Come here Udon," Konohamaru said calmly, "come so I can see you."

Udon's fearful eyes filled with shame.

After stuttering he got the word out.

"N…N…N…N…No," Udon refused.

"Are you ashamed?" Konohamaru asked suddenly, "too ashamed to let your own friend look at you?"

Udon's eyes started filling with tears.

"Did he gray your hair?" Konohamaru asked suddenly.

There were collective gasps.

"He made me watch him gray another kid's hair," Konohamaru revealed, "he killed the kid afterwards," he finished.

"I…I was so…," Udon started.

"I'm glad you're alive," Konohamaru said in a cracked voice, "we were all worried that…" he said but stopped.

"Oh Konohamaru," Udon burst into tears and ran over to his friend.

Moegi hurried over and watched the two boys hug each other tightly.

"Konohamaru, Udon," Moegi said softly biting against the finger closest to her lip.

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(Noon in a room fixed similar to a chicken coop)

Luki ate quietly. The chickens they had brought him were too noisy. He didn't need hens and roosters clucking so loudly as he bit their heads off.

It was annoying.

Luki used his chakra to take off all the feathers then continued eating.

"Luki," Jona said as she ran into the chicken room, "Xaoi wants a word," she revealed as she panted, "two hours," she concluded.

"I'll be done eating in one," Luki said not stopping for an instant, "can't see why anyone cooks anything," he said as he chewed on a chicken foot..

Jona felt her insides churn.

How can someone eat chickens alive? Jona wondered.

"Okay," Jona said and turned to leave.

"Jona," Luki said.

Jona turned around.

"Your hair looks better in a braid," Luki told her.

Jona knew he was referring to her having her raven black ankle-length hair in pigtails.

"I thought I'd try something new," Jona responded.

"The braid looks best," Luki responded.

Jona nodded and started to undo the pigtails.

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(Location Unknown)

Lin, Chin and Ying practiced their karate moves.

They didn't do ninjitsu or anything ninja related. At least not to the level of doing taijutsu.

They hated ninjas. Ninjas destroyed their village because it wouldn't lend help to savages. In a blaze of fire, ninjitsu, shiruken, and other ninja moves, their village was gone. That was fifty years ago. Yet the three friends, two identical twins with light purple hair, never aged a day beyond age seven.

The twin boys are just 4'4 and their friend Ying had her waist length blonde hair tied back with a ribbon which only slightly inhibited her cute curls.

Lin and Chin did a move that knocked both of them on the floor. Identical brown eyes looked at each other.

Panting heavily was Ying who was shaking. Soon it became serious.

Oh no, Lin thought.

Chin ran for the white piece of plastic that they used to keep Ying from biting her tongue when she had seizures.

Each of them had their own side effect as a result of their forever youth and partial immortality.

Lin couldn't see at night. Unless it was a full moon.

Chin often had rashes during hot seasons. And rarely sores on the lower half of his body.

As Chin held the plastic in place, Lin hld her down. Sometimes the seizures would last for hours. That's when the twin's ran into problems.

Just then there was heavy knocking on their mud hut's door. The three friends moved around a lot and this time they were spending time in the marshes.

As the twins ignored it, it got louder.

The twins sighed.

Chin tied and leveraged the plastic in Ying's mouth with thick yarn. Then he got up and answered the door.

Standing there was a teenager with a heavily bandaged person in their arms. He smiled nervously and asked the question no one else said yes to.

"Can you help me?" Naruto asked.

Chapter 2 Completed

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