"I don't know how many times I've told you, I'm not here as an enemy," Malandra screamed at Tsunade. He was being interrogated, Tsunade and Jaraiya trying to get any info out of him they could. So far, they were getting nothing.
"Then why are three entire blocks of our village rubble?! We're still picking out survivors from the piles of junk that were formerly their homes! And yet you want us to believe that you were a victim," Jaraiya yelled back. Trying his shackles again, Malandra found them just as solid as before. They latched to a collar at his neck, with his arms crossing. His hands were not able to touch each other, so they needn't about any Jutsus. He was tied to a wooden chair, in the center of a huge circle of runes and symbols. Tsunade informed him it was a circle to prevent him from using his demon.
Sniffing indignantly, Malandra merely replied, "I was a victim of circumstance. A troubled past, in with a bad crowd, and you guys assume I'm here to maim and kill every man, woman, and child I see. I was acting in self defense."
"Self defense?! Tell that to the families missing their loved ones! Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, all dead! By your hand, Malandra! And you claim you aren't an enemy?! What kind of fool do you take me for," Jaraiya yelled in his face.
Baring his teeth in a snarl, Malandra snapped back, "Obviously a large one if you can't see the truth in someones words! Damned Toad Sage! Sanin, mighty warrior, yet you can't accept truth because it faults on your behalf! You damned arrogant bastard!"
Jaraiya pulled his hand back to punch Malandra, but Tsunade held him back.
"With you this angry, you'll likely punch him out of the circle. Not a good idea," she said. Shaking in pent up fury, Jaraiya stalked to a seat in front of their prisoner. He flipped it around and sat on it, looking Malandra in the eye. Taking a deep breath, he said, "What the hell do you want?"
Smiling, Malandra said, "Believe it or not, I need help."
They couldn't help it. Tsunade and Jaraiya's mouths hung open in disbelief.
"Not, apparently," Malandra muttered. Tsunade recovered first, saying, "You want help? How?"
"I happened to make a few enemies," Malandra said nervously. "I didn't even make some of them on purpose."
"What kind of enemies did you make that you can't handle on your own? You have the mighty Eight Tailed Demon Snake inside you, you could have easily killed Naruto, who has the Nine Tailed Demon Fox, which is stronger than the Snake," Tsunade pointed out. "Plus, if I gave you free reign and one hour, this city would be dust in the air, rubble trampled under foot. Who exactly did you piss off, how, and why did you do it?"
Sighing dramatically, Malandra said, "I happened to make an enemy just by my existence. Or rather, the existence I happen to house inside me."
Despite himself, Jaraiya felt a small bit of sympathy for the kid. So the Akatsuki are after the poor boy. No wonder he needs help, he thought to himself. Malandra began to speak again.
"Orochimaru is after me as well. I happen to be a valuable asset to my previous master. I was apparently quite promising before I killed all his servants and made good my escape."
Tsunade nodded and said, "Is that all? Or anyone else dangerous and murder lusting you would like to add to the list of potential enemies to look out for?"
He hesitated, and Tsunade saw genuine fear in his face. Tsunade walked over to him and laid a hand on his shoulder. Malandra looked up and met her eyes.
"What else is after you? What other problems do you have," she asked in a soft voice.
He sighed, and said, "I… I have the curse mark. But it's different. It doesn't limit my power… it forces me to release it. In the form of the Demon Snake. Once every month. When the night sky is as black as the void of death. And I don't mean I release it in the sense that I use its power. I mean release the Demon itself. Orochimaru is the only one I know that can stop that from happening."
Tsunade and Jaraiya looked at each other. A silent message was passed between them.
We have no choice. We have to help the kid out. Otherwise, we will end up dead or helping our enemies.
"Alright kid. We'll help you out. But no attacking people of our village. No trying to escape. And we'll keep you in a jail cell overnight. Plus, we'll have a guard on you twenty-four seven. Got it," Jaraiya asked him.
Malandra nodded, and they untied him from the chair. After undoing the clasps of the shackles, they left the room. Malandra began walking down the hallway to the right, to retrieve his weapons and gear. Jaraiya and Tsunade began walking left. Before they turned the corner, Malandra called out, "Tsunade!"
When she turned to him, he asked, "How many people are dead? How many people did I kill?"
Staring at him, she said in a monotone, "Nine. You killed nine Black Ops. not to mention the families you kiled."
Nodding, he went to turn the corner, but stopped. He called back, "Also…"
Tsunade raised an eyebrow, but he shook his head and walked off. With no one else in the hallway, Malandra began to cry. For the people he killed, and for himself. As he wiped away his tears, he whispered to himself, "How does one go about killing themselves an angry, vengeful God?"
________________________________________________________________________
Really short chapter, I know. I apologize. I just wanted to get that out there to explain a bit more than the summary said. Thanks for reading! PLEASE LEAVE ME A REVIEW!!