Title: End of the Beginning.
Series: Naruto: Shippuuden.
Rating: PG16?
Genres: Horror/Macabre? Slight Angsty undertones, mystery?
Warnings: Descriptions of blood and violence, that's about it.
Prompt: Broken Spoon - From Chaos_Silk on Livejournal.

DHC: This is an idea from a new Alternate Universe/Reality Jamie and I made... Woot. Go us. xDD Yes, we do have too much time on our hands.

One's mind was powerful on it's own, but it required the right outlet; an outlet to channel those thoughts and actions to. That's where the body came into play. The body could do what the mind required. Then there was need of an amplifier, one to maximize the usefulness of the mind. And amplifiers were not generally provided with the outlet. One had to find their own amplifier on their own.

How they went about it, however, was different to each soul.

Scattered objects littering the floor, blood, and other such liquids coagulating into the linoleum.

There was silence, deafening silence. No breathing, no sound, nothing. Nothing as he stood there, looking at the place he'd desecrated.

There was nothing in his swirling eyes, nothing in his expression, lips drawn tightly into a grimace.

The only thing that looked back at him was the cold, immaculate gaze of his own eyes reflecting off of the numerous broken spoons.

There was nothing left. Not a single soul. Not even his own.

He had to run. He knew it before he'd even set foot into the room, before he'd even considered the notion of what he was going to do, what had to be done.

With emotionless eyes, he turned and his body moved in a streak of lightning--there, and then gone.

There was nothing left for him here.

Owari.

DHC: This is just the beginning of several drabbles. _ Things're gonna get confusing.