With feeling of cold stone flush against his skin is the feeling that Naruto woke up to. It felt like years since he had last open his eyes to light of the world and for a moment he felt that bad description might just be right. Where once the outline of the forest with the image of the large walls of the village behind it once stood now all but his eyes took in was a rough urban landscape, paved roads and houses pushed up against one another as far as his eyes could see. "Where... Where am I, it feels like oh." The memories came flooding back in an instant, the mysterious man named Azer, the debt villagers, Azers pleas for help and his acceptance. He remembered in all now. With a soft sigh Naruto stood to his feet and dusted office dirty orange pants. "Might as well scope out the area, like a good ninja." A cheesy smile spread across his face as he got work.
It had been hours, maybe even days. Yes he knew he was exaggerating as it had only been at the most two hours but that didn't stop the tired and aching joints of the young boy to cry out for rest. "There's no one here? Was this some sort of joke. Was he just trying to get me out of the village but on the other?" A creeping sense of dread filled the boy. He had been so sure that this man was different, he had at least seemed friendly enough to the boy. Sure he might not upset the best example what with the villagers blood in the screams of pain still echoing through Narutos mind. It had been a rocky start and even if they didn't speak all that much Naruto still had felt that the man had meant well. Now though it all came into question. Had the man tricked the boy? Tears started to fill the corners of the boy's eyes. "It's not fair. I just wanted to help him, I just wanted someone to finally look at me." He could no longer stop the tears streaming down his cheeks. The boy could not stop from crying and as he curled up into a ball as if to shield himself from the world around him the waking moments began to catch up, and slight movements began to stir.
the world was yellow, and been so long since it opened its eyes. It had not need to, the work that its master had given it had long since been accomplished. The filthy humans had long since ran were met their end and its claws. For so long and had slept but now something was different, something had stirred it from its year-long rest and to be yellow eyes held nothing but contempt for its once again active lifestyle. Whatever had awoken was going to pay and as soon as it was gone the blessed embrace of sleep would once again wrapped its waiting arms around. It's claws scratched against the hard stone ground as it made its way through the thin alleys, sniffing out its new prey. It was young, the best as they were the ones who showed the most fear. There was a slight smell of something different about this one but the eyes paid it no heed. It was close now and it could taste it.
Narutos eyes at the sound of scraping stone. He was not alone as he thought before. A smile slowly spread across his face, he had not been lied to. With a spring to his step he jumped to his feet and made his way towards the sound. Azer, bless his heart was different than the others and had not liked the boy. Rounding the corner Narutos happy face was soon shattered at what he saw. A sleek green feline creature was coming down the street. What set it apart from the cats that he had seen before the were horrifying and grotesque. The hands of the creature were just that, human hands were claws should have been and each finger ended a long black curled claw. It's tail ,longer and more streamlined than other cats he had seen looked to be nothing more then just pleaded bones ending and a sharp point. The protrusions of its spine splintered up out of its back ripping through the skin easily and moving almost a song like pattern as its legs carried towards the boy. But it was the face the face that made it the worst for young Naruto. It looked as if the skin had been peeled away and the muscles stretched to exaggerated proportions to better accent the gnashing teeth of the beast, and the eyes, oh kami the eyes. They were like two emotionless pools of golden liquid with no clear pupple yet still able to peer into the boys very soul. Naruto stayed rooted there, unable to move as the creature made its way towards him almost contorting into a grin. It was at the last moment that his legs finally responded and pushed him away from his spot, barely avoiding the deep gashes that appeared into the stone from the monsters claws. He was able despair of momentary look of triumph before his face contorted into a pained expression. The tail had moved, and when the boy had made his jumped to the side it had pierced into his left shoulder. Blood gushed out of the gaping hole left behind and the telltale signs and sounds of broken bones followed fourth. He pushed it aside though, he had felt pain like this before as the villagers have been so kind to share with him this wonder. He had to move though as this was different, at least with the villagers he could see their faces and they were like his. This thing however, this abomination, was so otherworldly to him that he couldn't bear to even be in its presence let alone feel what he had intended for him. Fully pushing the pain the side Naruto ran. He had to as he had no way to defend himself. He had to get out there, had to plan.
this one surprised us. It had shown feel like the others yet it seemed so foreign to what we have known. I had pierced its shoulder, a mistake as I had it in for its head though I would make do with his cries of pain, but they did not come. I could see the pain in his face, oh how wonderful it was, like a delicious treat being given to the faithful yet he denied me the truest gift I could've received. It should've screamed for us it should've wailed and begged for a standing quickly but no, under the pain that it showed in eyes there was another emotion, defiance. That look we hated but at the same time there was thrill. For the first time in so long we could hunt again, what we had first felt was a chore now revealed itself as the game the master had given to us once more, and now came the time, the time for revelry. We watched it run and smiled, smiled as we knew it had no place it could hide that we cannot find and no weapons inside to defend itself with. Waiting for it to get just far enough away, we opened our mouth wide and cried out for the first time in so long, the cry of the hunt. Then we gave chase.
