Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I wish I did but I do not.
I=Thought
B=Jutsu
She slowly opened her violet eyes. 'Where am I?' Netea wondered. 'Byakugan!' As she looked around, she noticed that nothing was happening. Her Byakugan didn't put a dent in the wall of darkness that she saw. She started paying more attention to the position she was in rather than what was around her.
Her arms seemed to be chained to the wall. Her legs the same. She also felt a gag in her mouth. Netea was fully clothed at least. 'What is going on!?' She was becoming more anxious as she realized she could only move her head around.
She lay there for what seemed like hours before she saw a small crack of light from across the room. It soon became a very bright light all around her. 'Finally I'll be able to see." Her eyes became used to the brightness faster then she had expected.
When she could finally see clearly she saw a tall muscular man with black spiky hair standing in the doorway. There was also the man that knocked her out earlier. She immediately turned her attention to her situation. Her arms were high above her head in thick chains. Her legs were stretched underneath her so that she was in a straight line. The room was quite large. Maybe 50 feet by 30 feet. It had cement walls and a cement floor.
As she was examining her surroundings, the tall man had started walking towards her. The leader from her battle earlier had closed and locked the door.
She turned her head back to the two men. They had chaotic looks that didn't make Netea feel any better. Taking a closer look at the two she noticed that they had many scrolls and ninja tools with them.
"Hello girl, we are here to ask you some questions," said the tall one in such a way that it gave Netea chills.
'He gives me the creeps' thought Netea as the man slowly moved closer to her.
"I will need to un-gag you now. I don't care if you yell but I will tell you that no one will be able to hear you. Other than my companions of course."
He undid her gag and immediately she opened her mouth the talk. "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
"We are the ones asking the questions here!" His voice suddenly went from a calm breeze to a hurricane. "But, if you must know, you can call me Doku. This man here is Burēdo." His voice was now back to his original tone.
"Now, what is your name?" He asked calmly.
She stayed silent. Like they would get anything out of her. They were just going to use this type of information against the village and the more that they knew the more they would be in control.
Burēdo sighed and shook his head. 'She'll learn to answer us soon enough' he thought.
Doku took out a kunai and slowly moved it across her chest. He sliced down. Netea was expecting to feel a sharp pain but instead felt a cool breeze.
Doku took one step closer so that he was right in her face. "It would be in your best interest to answer us." He took the kunai and slid the tip along her now exposed chest. Making small scratches just above her breasts.
She wasn't expecting it to hurt. She was way off. It burned her skin. 'What was on that kunai? Poison?' Doku soon answered her.
"A special poison has been put on these blades to make them burn the skin. It seems you already figured that out though. Back to the questions. What is your name?"
"Pinattsu Tepu," she lied.
Doku looked to Burēdo. The look in Doku's eyes frightened her. He moved next to Netea and slowly started digging the kunai into her skin. She cried out immediately. How could she not? It felt like her chest had been put on a hot stove. He pulled the sharp ninja tool out of her body and she fell limp. 'Thank Kami that is over!'
Her joy was short lived as he stuck the kunai in her left thigh. She screamed in pain. She was breathing heavily when Doku said, "You see, Burēdo here can sense when people lie. It would be easiest if you just told us what we wanted. Do you understand?"
Netea, who was in too much pain to talk, just nodded.
"Good. What age are you?"
He was only answered by panting and realized that the kunai was still in her leg. He pulled it out and asked the same question.
"I'm 14 years old," she said. 'I don't need that in me again.'
Doku again looked at his subordinate. He turned around with a pleased smile on his face. "Good, you have learned to answer correctly. We will begin again tomorrow. With harder questions of course."
With that, he left with Burēdo, the light was again shut off, and she was left to sit in pain.