Chapter 10 already? Eh, just kidding. It's been like forever since I last updated.
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Quiet! I don't own Naruto.
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SILENCE! Now for the story.
Moonlight
Chapter 10: Haunted
-Aserha/Salene POV-
The moon glared down at me like a begrudging goddess. I probably deserved it. Before me was a two-story house isolated in the dark forest. It was on fire. Somehow it was familiar, but I couldn't remember. Just as this thought crossed my mind, a dark figure emerged from the shadows before me. Stepping into the moonlight, his features came into view. A short, black beard, messy black hair, soulless dark eyes, and dressed in an onyx suit with a green tie. Him I knew. Sukon Tyrant Shikiki. My step-father.
"You know, I remember you once telling me that you would never let me hurt him. How'd that work out for ya? Didn't go to plan, did it, bitch?" his deep voice echoed in the silent clearing. Before I could respond, another figure materialized beside him. Curly black hair. Beautiful tan skin and warm emerald eyes, dressed in a flowing purple dress. Marlene Xiana Swift. Mother.
"You killed me. You were the reason your real father left me when I was pregnant with you. You killed your step-father. And why? Because you were too weak to protect one of your precious little brothers. Your precious Aro and Arananu. Even when you and Arananu were 'free' of us, you couldn't protect him. He still died. You killed my sons. You killed your brothers. You killed your parents. You are a monster. When your 'friends' find out that you can snap at any moment, what do you think they'll do? Help you? Kill you? Desert you? Ignore it?" her cold voice stated emotionlessly. A third person appeared. A young boy, 3 years old. Snow-white hair, dark blue eyes, and dressed in tattered gray clothing. Aro Swift.
"You didn't help me. Didn't protect me, even though you promised you would. You watched me die. You watched Daddy beat me to death. You tried, but you were too late. Too late. Too weak. You lied," the boy's small voice said. A fourth figure. 6 years old. Dark green-almost black- hair, dark blue eyes like his twin's, dressed in tattered black clothing. Arananu Swift.
"You said we could trust your friend. You said we could tell her what we were. You promised she wouldn't turn against us like most humans would. You ignored you instincts and betrayed my trust to attempt at living a normal human life. You left me alone at a house in the middle of town defenseless. Your friend did turn against us. She told. A riot began. People wanted us dead. They knew where we lived because your friend told them. You weren't even there in the end. You didn't protect me like you said you would. You let the villagers kill me. Sure you killed all of them, but you were too late. Too late. Too weak," he said. A fifth figure appeared. 9 years old. Golden curls, chocolate brown eyes, and dressed in a pink tee-shirt and brown slacks. My old friend. Renee.
"You spilled all your secrets to me. You expected me not to tell. You knew I was a babble-mouth. You knew I could never keep secret something as big as that. You started the chain of events that killed your brother. You let the villagers kill him. And then, you killed me. Friends don't do that. Now here you are, making more friends. Bonding with a filthy Half-blood. I am your BFF.Best Friends Forever. FOREVER. I am your first friend. You can't be rid of me just because my heart has stopped beating. As your BFF, I am also supposed to be your closest, and truthfully only, friend." The words these five spoke were more true than I would like to admit. But what I especially didn't like was that- that bitch calling my Half-blooded friend filthy. It wasn't Kisame's fault he was half-human and half-shark. Truly he was the nicest human being I had ever met. He hadn't betrayed me-yet.
"How dare you call Kisame that!" I exclaimed in the deadly whisper I only used when I was really furious. She stared at me for a long minute. Then she chuckled. Then the five vanished and I was struck by flashes from my memories. Talking to the ghosts of my past was one thing but witnessing it again was another.
Meeting Sukon for the first time, his eyes alone telling me he was no good. (5 years old).
Discovering my powers for the first time. (5 years old).
Sukon beating the life out of a young Aro. (6 years old).
Aro laying dead on the floor, once playful and twinkling eyes blank. (6 years old).
Tackling Sukon to the floor and tearing his neck out with my deadly fangs. (6 years old).
Confronting my mother upstairs and slowly beating her to death. Her pleading with me and trying to run every minute of it. (6 years).
Going back into the basement that served as the twin's and my room since Sukon came. Seeing the corpses of the boy and man again. Seeing Arananu weeping in the back right-hand corner. (6 years).
Burning my childhood home to the ground. (6 years).
Getting a new house in town. (6 years).
Meeting Renee for the first time and seeing how she was so innocent and nice. (7 years).
Telling Renee everything during her first sleep-over at my house. (9 years).
Coming home from the market to find Arananu covered in blood and laying lifelessly on the kitchen tile. (9 years).
Hunting down and killing every last villager. (9 years).
Slowly beating Renee to death in the woods she had fled to. (9 years).
Escaping authorities and settling in a house outside Kirigakure. (9 years).
Killing any and all ninjas who found me in a beautiful bloodbath. (9-18 years).
This was too much. It has to be a nightmare. I-I-…SCREAM!
"Aserha? Aserha? Kitty-chan! Wake up!" A voice yelled, at first sounding far away, then getting closer-and closer…
"Aser- OW!" I had shot up in bed only to smash heads with a certain shark-nin.
"K-k-kisa-kisame?" I stuttered, staring at him in shock.
"Yeah, we're roommates remember?" he asked before actually looking at me.
"Aserha! Are you ok?" he inquired, apparently concerned.
"Y-yeah, fine. Just a dream." He continued to stare at me- definitely not convinced. 'Just drop it, Kisa,' I thought. Thankfully he did.
"Fine. You can talk to me, you know? Want to go back to sleep?"
"Yes, I know. And I think I'm just going to go for a walk," I replied, getting up and going to our closet to change into something more appropriate than a silky blue nightgown. He continued to stare at me, pondering, before climbing back into bed and quickly falling asleep. I wish I had my necklace. It will take forever to make another with the complexities of dream-repelling jutsus.
Ok! There we are!
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