Night Predator

Chapter 8 – Whispers in the dark.

Deep in the heart of the the rotting old world, where life after death slowly roam in search of living flesh to devour and consume. In the darkness something moved with no sound at all, a creature who had adapted to the world it lived in. It had lived in the old world it had memories of how it was before the dead walked, he remembered the joy of seeing the world so full of life. The scent of fresh cut grass in the summer heat, the sound of the cars and children playing in the sun. Then the memories turn to a darker time, full of pain and suffering...But it passed into a memory of sorrow.

As the morning light started to peek over the horizon the shadows started to depart and the dark figure was left in the ruined street, the concrete stained with blood and dirt from over a three decades of neglect. Not even the rain could wash away the sins of man, looting and riots had killed those who had not succumb to the virus.

In the time after the walled cities closed their gates to the outside world the surviving people struggled to survive in a dying world, after three decades none remained.

The old world was dead with all its sins laid bare to show, the dark figure walked aimlessly through the ruins encountering few infected. It could have been the animal instincts of the infected that told them to stay clear of the dark figure or it could have been the reek of infection that kept the infected at bay. Even amongst monsters the most viscous would always be the most feared.

As the dark figure walked he could hear in the distance the sound of the Konoha city, they would be waking up soon to find another trophy he'd left. Another kill, another feast...He walked his way to the dark doorway that lead to his home. The huge oak door had stood the test of time and even though the scratches and claw marks marred the doors surface it was still solid, nothing could break it down with considerable force. As he step through the door he shut it into place and the seven locks clicked into place, from above a iron portcullis slip down into place...Just because the door was solid didn't mean the man was taking any chances.

He walked into his cave like home the building had once been the largest old world museum ever, it had held the vast knowledge of the world in both science and history. Although many of the floors had collapsed when the building had been set on fire by looters the main hall was still intact, the large skeleton of a Tyrannosaurus Rex stood as impressive as it had so long ago. In the hall was a vast collection of objects, the man had spent the thirty years salvaging the vast knowledge of the building.

Shelves of books had been set up to create a small library and several desks had been place with them to create a study, a lamp kept the area light in a dim light that was nothing but illuminated gloom. A large dinning table had been set up with a vast collection of silverware set out on a pearl white sheet made of finest cloth, by the dinner table was a grand piano for been over three hundred years old it was in immaculate condition. For a bed the man used the jaw of the skeleton he would use the ladder to climb into the jaw which was filled with fine furs and a large number of pillows, once he climbed up the ladder would be pulled up and with a simple switch the jaw would close creating a closed capsule. With some simple wiring the man had been able to set up a light in the jaw along with a small radio, the jaw was also large enough for the man to sleep comfortable and in complete safety.

As the man slipped his heavy woollen trench coat off he place it on a coat stand, as he sat at the piano her removed his gloves and started to play. The music echoed the silent hall and as the music rose in the air so did the voices.

"Tomorrow we hunt the child abuser, we should take our time with her...Make her suffer." The man spoke to the empty room, his voice was erratic.

"No! We must be quick tomorrow, our break in will put the army on high alert." The man spoke again but this time the voice was slightly more controlled.

"Were tired can we discus this tomorrow?" The man said in yet another tone.

"Agreed." Said the controlled voice.

"Ok." The erratic voice growled.

The man stopped playing and climbed the ladder slowly before lowering himself into his makeshift sleeping chamber, as he pulled up the ladder he flipped the switch to turn of the lights plunging the hall into darkness. In the safety of his sleeping chamber the man slept and three dreams filled the man's mind, one was filled with bloody murder another filled with the thrill of the hunt and the last filled with the image of the blond.

Far away in the city of Konoha Naruto started to steer from his sleep, he was immediately aware of the object that was clinging to him. As Naruto's blue eyes opened he wasn't surprised to find himself completely naked or that an equal naked man was sleeping next to him. He wanted to shout and scream at the raven clinging onto him but he resisted as the voice was silent and contently purring. Sasuke was pressing himself into the blonds chest as he started to steer from his sleep Naruto started to squirm. As he awoke he smiled at the glaring blond and kissed the tanned flesh of the blond neck, Naruto wanted to recoil but didn't bother he was too tired.

"Good morning dobe." Sasuke said as he slip a hand between the others legs.

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