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Chapter 7

The girl, now in a deep sleep, was oblivious to her surroundings and what was going on around her. Just in front of her about twenty metres away was something she was very unaware of. She should have checked before she had collapsed, should have noticed, but she didn't. Maybe if she had she could have concealed herself. No. She couldn't of. Even with her power the sleeping poison had sucked every last bit of energy from her.

In front of the girl the long buttercup filled grass rustled. Twenty or so people began to stand up. One of the men at the front walked forward. He was black and heavily muscled. Wearing black trousers and a black top with red lining he looked like he could be part of a secret service, but no, he was from the Akakuroi clan, Aka for short. If translated it be something along the lines of red-black.

"Oi! Dustin!" yelled the black guy. A white guy with black shorts and a scruffy red t-shirt drew up beside him.

"What?" he looked at the girl, battered and bruised with cuts here and there. "Hey isn't this the…" the big black guy nodded. "Rick, we're gonna have to kill her. It's revenge"

"Yeah, I'll tell the others" Rick picked up the girl and slung her over his shoulder. He turned around and faced the other twenty people around him. "Everyone! Gather round!" everyone took a few steps forward. One thing about this gang was they seemed to be all males dressed in clothing with nothing except red and black. Another thing was that there were two people at the back of everyone that were shadows. Hidden from view, you can only guess that they were both male and part of this clan.

"This is what we have been searching for! This is the revenge we have been waiting for! Let us strike now!" he punched one hand into the air. A great 'hoorah!' followed his fist movement. Suddenly all went quiet.

"Hey Rick" said Dustin. "We have a visitor" Dustin smirked at the red haired boy, like he was a bug, just waiting to be squashed.

"Please" said the boy in a tone that had no emotion, which matched his expression, no emotion. "Return Terra" Everyone laughed at this.

"You think after all these years we are going to return the 'great' Terra, to you?" jeered Rick. "Tell me, what is your name boy?"

"I am Gaara of the desert, and I am here to take Terra home"

"Say Gaara," said Dustin in a questioning tone "Do you know what Terra is"

"A person?" retorted Gaara getting bored of this child's play.

"No" replied Dustin suddenly getting very serious. "She's a monster…" those words rang in Gaara's head bringing back many unwanted memories.

"You don't even know her" accused Gaara.

"Oh we know her alright" said Rick "She destroyed our village and killed all of the women, we know her better than you can imagine" Gaara was getting fed up now.

"I don't want to hear your stories, just hand over Terra and I won't hurt you"

"You think you're up to it kid? C'mon then! You win and you can have her back" everyone behind Rick began smirking. Rick walked to the middle of Gaara and himself and put the sleeping Terra down. He then walked back to where he was standing and signalled to everyone to get back. Everyone suddenly disappeared then popped up again about twenty metres away.

Everything was silent. Gaara was displaying no emotion on his face while Rick was sneering. Rick raised his hand and brought it down in an arc. Needles of ice went zooming toward the sleeping Terra and the wide awake Gaara. A wall of sand appeared before Terra making Gaara and her disappear from site for a brief second. But in that brief second Gaara had made a hand from sand and grabbed Terra placing her by his feet.

"Normally I would just leave with my prize" said Gaara "But I don't like you" Rick snorted.

"Kid, I wouldn't let you go if you even tried!" A small smile appeared at the corners of Gaara's mouth. Rick jumped into the air and began to spin around and around. The sky started to turn black. The more he spun the blacker the sky became. Suddenly with no warning icicles like needles came from the sky like rain. Gaara had barely any time to react before they hit the ground. Sand, dirt and flowers flew into the air in a mess. Nothing was seen. The people who had retreated earlier were now all laughing.

"There's no way they survived that!"

"There dead for sure now!" they were shouting. Everything went silent when the dust cloud cleared.

Rick landed on the ground just in time to see what was happening. As the dust cloud disappeared he began to see a big round figure emerging from it. When everything had cleared the smirk disappeared from his face.

"What?" he cried. A great shell made from sand was in the middle of the battle field. Suddenly it all crumbled revealing an untouched Terra and Gaara. Gaara wasted no time in deciding his fate. His sand quickly went to work. It went straight towards Rick and wrapped itself around him. When he was completely covered by sand without an inch of skin showing, Gaara raised his hand in front of him. He clenched his fist and the sand collapsed inwards with spurts of blood escaping.

"Desert funeral" he whispered. The sand melted away leaving nothing behind but shredded clothes. He picked Terra up with his sand and turned around beginning to walk away.

Kankuro said that the poison keeps the person asleep for an hour or two depending on how strong the persons will is. She's been asleep for about ten minutes now. No matter how strong she is she won't wake up for at least another fifty minutes. Gaara thought. Suddenly two figures appeared in front of him.

He stared at them like they were worth no more than the dirt on his shoes. The silhouetted figures seemed to be smiling, but as they were in the shadows you couldn't tell. The two stepped forward and revealed their identities.

One was a man. He was wearing green combat trousers with a black t-shirt and black wrist gloves. His hair was short and black and he wore black sunglasses with a cigarette in his mouth. On his right shoulder was a ring like thing which on the top half had spikes that reached slightly above his head.

It was the next person that came as a surprise. It was a woman. She had a headband with four lines with a scratch down the middle on her arm. She was wearing a red tank top and short black shorts. Her shoes were black boots with red laces that came up to her knees. Her hair was long and black. Her eyes were red and looked like they had seen a lot.

"Kid, if you had won, you wouldn't be standing here in front of us" said the man. "Just so you know I'm Cliff and that's Ren. Now if you would kindly give us back what we found"

"Yes" Ren added "you see she has caused us a lot of trouble, killing families and destroying the village. She isn't exactly the nicest person in the world. I'm sure if she was awake we couldn't get any where near her but now she has carelessly fallen asleep it would be easier to kill her"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you" said Gaara in his emotionless way "but I have been told to bring her back alive" Terra began to stir. Gaara put her down on the ground. This can't be happening! She should be out for another forty or fifty minutes yet! Thought Gaara. Terra sat up and blinked a few times.

"Huh? What's going on? Who are…" she stopped abruptly. Upon seeing the two people her eyes widened and she stood up. "But... you… you're suppose to be dead!" she shouted. What? So it's true, she is exactly what I thought she was… Gaara looked at Terra on the floor and gazed deep in thought.

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