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CagedRaven
Chapter 12
My eyes dilated; a blinding light digging into them. I kept watching it, however, with dry eyes as a machine pumped liquid fire called Obedience into my shackled arms. The sound it made every second was familiar but I remembered it differently... if I remembered it at all. No, it must have been a dream.
A dull ache raced up and down my spine; the hard table they had me lying on, made of heavy steal, caused pressure points and sores on my flesh. I ignored that too, focused solely on the light hitting my face from above.
The door to my room opened, sliding close after a person walked in. He was talking to me, saying something he thought important. I looked up when he got closer, watching his golden eyes catch the light and wondered if the lighting burned his eyes too. Suddenly his gaze locked with mine, looking deep as if to see if I comprehended the words spilling from his lips.
"Do you understand, Naruto."
I wasn't listening at all, didn't think I had to. There was only one answer I had to repeat, always. "Yes, kill them."
I thought I had answered wrong, he didn't say anything just watched me as I watched him. The sound of the machine pumping more Obedience into my veins filling the empty space. He moved closer to me and lifted his hand, petting the top of my head. He was pleased.
"Good boy, Naruto." He petted me a couple of times before walking towards the exit. "You'll be ready soon."
The door closed, leaving me by myself once again with the noisy machine. For some unknown reason... I was angry.
This room was different; no more tables to tie me to and no more chains to contain me. Instead in its place was a soft single chair, a large bed, and lots of clothes I wondered if I could change into. But the lights were still harsh.
I ran my fingers over one of the shirts, it was soft and felt thin, perfect for the warm temperatures of this place. I wanted to wear it, cool off, as I knew the Obedience may have given me a fever. But what if it wasn't for me...? It felt like the first time in my short life I was nervous... maybe even scared of my creator. He made me didn't he, he could destroy me just as easily. I let the soft fabric slip from my grasp and it felt like I lost another part of myself.
"Those are yours." I knew it was Kiba, his scent tickling my nose as the door moved silently behind him, closing us in. "You should change and get some rest. Obedience is some powerful stuff."
Yeah, I know it was. My arms still burned and I could see the bruises growing just underneath my skin but those would heal soon. It was the heavy fog that had me worried. I felt like there was something clouding my brain, keeping memories that I had made just out of reach. I thought maybe I should ask about that but something deep inside told me to keep quite. I chose to listen.
"Naruto?"
I looked at him, taking in his tanned skin and bushy brown hair. The way his sharp teeth peeked out from underneath his lips. This was the friend I had made, grew up with, and told everything too. Then why did I hate him so much?
"Yes?" I felt like a computer trying to express some kind of emotion. Fake.
"Change your clothes and throw those away." That's right, Kiba wasn't just my friend but one of my leaders too.
Without a second thought I pulled the hem of my shirt up and over my head, catching a scent so familiar I pressed it under my nose. I took a deep breath, almost moaning as my body reacted but my thoughts failed to keep up. I knew this smell, it was so strong to my senses even though it was starting to fade on the fabric. My knees hit the floor, I hadn't known I was falling, as I took another breath. I felt like with every sniff I was getting higher and higher.
A hand caught my shoulder, gripping it hard and pulling me from my own little world. I didn't like it; turned around and snarled as I snapped my teeth. My eyes burned but it had nothing to do with the glaring lights over head. They couldn't take this - have this! It belonged to me.
I felt something small but sharp sink into the skin of my arm, almost as quickly my body grew heavy and I was suddenly happy I was already on the floor.
"I told them we should have stripped you before but no one listens to me." Kiba blew the airy smoke escaping from the guns mouth, a tranquilizer gun. "I guess you need more Obedience."
I wanted to say I was sorry, I didn't know what just happened but my mouth wasn't working. If it was I doubted those words would have come out. I was still holding the shirt close to my body, pressing it into my flesh as if to get the scent on me. This belong to no one but me.
Everything was growing black. My face was getting closer and closer to the floor and my hold on reality was slipping in between the cracks of unconsciousness. I could still feel the anger growing in the pit of my stomach and the hatred blooming right beside it.
"Feeling better, Naruto?"
His voice was heavy in my ears, weighing me down as much as the hand on my shoulder. I'm sure he felt it, how hot my flesh was against his skin. I was having a fever, a high one, but he knew better then anyone that I would live.
My arms burned from the medication that was pumped into my body, fogging my brain completely over. I knew he said something, but I couldn't understand it. What did he mean? I looked up to meet his gaze, lowering my eyes after a moment to his chin. Those golden eyes were pricing, digging under my skin and deep into my bones.
"Good boy," His cool fingers moved through my hair, dipping under my skull to my neck and touching over the old burns that identified my place in this world. "Your ready now. And what must good boy's do for their masters?"
I heard the doors open and close, two sets of feet walking just behind me and my creator. He turned to face them but still left his hand on me. A reminder he wanted an answer but I wasn't sure I knew it. Two feet stopped in front of me and I looked up to meet the face. It was my team leader but I didn't know his name. His long locks were pulled back with a tie and his pale skin was washed out by the darkness of his hair. In his big hands he held a small white box, the many buttons on it had me sure it was a recorder. He pushed one and all I could hear was static for a couple of seconds until slight murmuring was picked up.
"Can you hear that, Naruto? I want you to listen carefully." He sounded excited, the tips of his nails digging into my shoulder as a mad grin spread across his face.
"Do you know who you're talking to?" It was a female voice, heated with anger over something I was unaware of.
"I really don't care who you think you are-" My creator... He knew her somehow.
"I am Tsunade, you bastard! The one who helped you with all of that foolishness!"
"Just leave, and don't ever come back!" A third voice, male, came from the same device - but the female was were I stopped listening. I felt my body freeze at the sound of her name; a short spasm raced through me, carrying an abundant amount of emotions I could feel begin to lose its focus until to smothered out leaving me empty and blank with only one desire, to kill her.
My creator laughed; it filled the whole room and bounced off the walls, hitting my eardrums painfully. "Unlock him - hurry! I want this mission completed by the end of the month!"
A human came over, I could smell the fear rolling off him as it filled my nose with its powerful scent. Fear equaled prey.
I crushed his skull with one hand once he finished freeing me from the chair I had been sitting in. I could still hear his scream of pain even after his brain was crushed. The other humans aimed guns at me but didn't fire when my creator rise his arm. I let his body hit the floor, blood slashing the pants covering my legs as I walked closer to my team leader. With my bloody hand I took the small recorder, noted how much bigger it looked in my hand, and crushed it to small pieces. Small bits of plastic and metal dug into my hand but I couldn't feel it.
"Good boy." I knew then that this was the answer that he wanted.
"Let me tell you a secret," My eyes were facing the floor, listening to Kiba without understanding fully the words coming from his mouth. "Remember we used to always say we would get out of here?"
He began laughing as I pulled on a pair of boots, they would help me reach my maximum speed- or that was what I was told.
"What am I thinking, of coarse you don't." I paused lacing up my shoes, looking up at him as he came over. "I'll tell you anyway even if it won't be as fun. Well, it was always going to happen because that was the plan all along. You meeting Shikamaru, that underground escape route, the town not too far away. Shikamaru, however, started to change things. Like the other two tagging along and leaving me behind. He betrayed us! All for a piece of ass he couldn't forget when he scouted out the forest the first time..."
His grin faded into a glare, teeth gritting tightly until blood slipped from the cut on his lip. I tied a knot, pulling on the next boot and doing the same to its laces. "You know, I kind of miss the old Naruto."
I met his eyes again, he said my name but I didn't get why. He grinned again and pushed my head in what I guessed was playful manner. "Finished getting dressed, then we can go train."
As he walked to the door I pulled on a new shirt, it was heavy and would protect my vulnerable spots from attacks. I was confused by it, did I really need it?
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The place was dark but my eyes could see where the enemy was. Kiba tapped my shoulder, flashing me a couple of hand signs telling me where he wanted me to wait but I still couldn't grasp its meaning. As he moved slowly away from me with a nod I looked back at the enemy. I moved a little closer, catching their scent as I moved through the artificial forest. It was there again, heavy and potent in the air as it played on my tongue, begging me to swallow it. Fear.
They were pigs sent to feed the monster that slept within me, and he wanted a taste.
My eyes burned, building their own fire with each step I took. My vision grew sharper, my thirst stronger. I was so close. I watched the human pacing only a few feet from me, he had on heavy gear, his head moving from side to side with every little noise he thought he heard.
He wiped to the right, pointing his gun as if that could help him as more fear came off his bones. I took that moment to pounce. Covering the small distance in seconds and ripping into his flesh with my claws and teeth. Blood sprayed from where my fangs met his jugular as a wailing scream escaped his dying body. Feet headed our way, closing in fast as I took what was left of his life and swallowed down the meat in my mouth. I could feel the warmth of his blood dipping down my face as I took another bite, filling my mouth and ripping open his chest to get to the best part. I grabbed the heart, pulling it free with little problem as humans pointed guns at me. Kiba came up behind me, shaking his head as my creator's voice filled the room over the speakers.
"Lower you guns, I told you not to kill him no matter what. You all knew what you were getting yourselves into when you took the job."
I ran my tongue across it stained surface, tasting the blood as if it would be the last thing I would ever get.
"You weren't suppose to kill anyone today." Kiba was still shaking his head; the human's eyes still dug into me - naming me a monster. I could feel my creator's gaze too; right on the back of my neck, waiting to see what I'd do next.
I grinned; breathing in the scent of blood, death, and anxiety as if it was my life source and popped the red organ into my mouth. Crimson leaking from the corners of my mouth.
I could feel the chunks moving up from my stomach to my mouth as it pushed out. My organs felt strained, overworked. My face touched the cool surface of the tile, my eyes closed as I tried not to look at it but I smelled it all the same. My tongue was coated in its nasty flavor, my eyes tearing as if I was crying from the pain. But this wouldn't kill me.
Another wave washed over me, pulling more to the surface and onto the floor. This time I saw blood. A grin played at my dirty lips.
"Couldn't even make it to the toilet, huh?"
It was Kiba, looking down at me on the floor with his hands buried deep within his pockets. I was starting to understand little things, like bringing up things from the past - Kiba called it memories. Small conversations between getting the mission done and sarcasm. I eyed him, my vision watery as I took in his features in my messy bedroom.
"It's fine, I'll call someone to clean it up. And the doctor to look at you."
I didn't want a doctor. I didn't want Obedience. I looked away from him and rolled onto my back, facing the white ceiling. It was bright up there, with all the insignificant lights on. I wondered how dark it would be with them all off.
"Sit tight, I'll be right back." The door closed behind him, leaving me by myself once more. Just how I seemed to like it. I closed my eyes, mind blank and empty as a lightness over took my body. Something I put with sleep drowning my senses. I was almost lost in the darkness when I heard the door slid open again. I looked at humans in white coats carrying large bags filled with items I knew the smell of. It wasn't Obedience but something just as strong.
"Hold down his arm, please." Kiba nodded, grabbing one of my limbs as a needle was pushed underneath my skin and a line attached to it. I was being pumped again. "This'll have you feeling better in no time. Can't have the master's prized pet being sick now can we?"
"No, we can't." Kiba's smile reached his eyes. Kiba never smiled like that. But it had me grinning back at him as felt the cold liquid enter my blood stream. It was the only thing I thought to do.
The cold liquid turned into a slight burn, making me want to scratch my skin. The stronger medication was being injected. The burn turning into an all out fire. Kiba's grip tightened on my arm as my facial expression fell into one of indifference, my eyes taking in the blinding lights from above. It was all the same. Everything.
I was dressed for war. Ready to rip my creator's enemy's to pieces and kill them in a heartbeat. I looked in front of me, burning eyes taking in nothing yet everything at the same time. Kiba stood to my right, playing with his laces until they were tight enough as he talked to me but I didn't understand its meaning.
"Think you're ready for this, Naruto? Running into old friends and killing them and all that shit? It's going to be great!"
"Kiba." It was the other 01... no, he was an 02. The pale one with the dark hair. I knew him but didn't, only aware that he was the team leader for almost the same reason I was the weapon - or so I was told. He looked quickly at me, running his eyes over my face until I looked away. He was the leader and he had the power.
"Yeah?"
"Stand next to Naruto, our master is coming down to get a final viewing before we depart. I don't want any set backs."
Kiba rolled his eyes but did as he was told with the 02 standing in front of us. It seemed like we stood like that for minutes before the doors opened and our creator walked in followed by other humans. He talked with the 02, grinning wildly as if everything was about to come true. When his eyes met mine the grin grew. I held all the cards. I would get the job done. He walked over to me, his longer finger weaving through my hair until they reached the numbers imprinted on my skin.
"Good boy." He looked like a proud father who had given birth to everything he wanted. I didn't understand. "I can't wait to see you in action."
"Sir?" Kiba looked as confused as the other humans.
"I'll be coming along." He face the others, his wide grin never leaving his face as his brain was overtaken by bloody thoughts. "I've waited so many years to see them die, and today I don't want to miss a thing!"
His hand was still on my head, touching my blonde locks as he addressed everyone else in the room, giving them orders. It was heavy and stiff... reminding me of the dead body I had caused a couple of days ago. Its crimson pools spilling from its shell. The tasty meat I had sampled from its bones. The beating heart I had swallowed that left liquid metal on my taste buds. Yes, I wanted more of that. More blood, more death. And I didn't care who it was ripped into the next time, they were mine to devour. I grinned, my eyes burning with new life as I caught a glimpse of my reflection walking to the exit. They were as red as the blood I crave.
TBC...
A/N:I know, it's shorter but its for a good reason - believe me! Also, a lot has actually happened in his chapter and I hope everyone got most of it because if you didn't you'll be lost in the next chapter... (p.s. don't mind the small errors again .)
If you haven't notice I brought back the darker themes into the story and also Naruto has a new way of thinking - being brainwashed and all. I hope you enjoyed it and REVIEW PLEASE!
Maybe if I get enough reviewers I'll finish the story faster lol. No really, this is no joke. I seem to be with more free time lately because my job is being a pain in the ass and I've given myself some time off (just a day TT~TT) But hey, if I can write this whole chapter out in one night maybe I can do another soon?
Until next time~
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