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Chapter 13: Possession

"This is as far as you go, Motoko…"

The words were icy, cold, and said to provoke fear. The medic nin was shivering uncontrollably, but not because her body temperature was low. Simple, pure fear made her shake as a sob of defeat escaped her lips. Itachi was right behind her, keeping her from going anywhere since the gates were blocking her way. If she had found these gates minutes before, she would've been thrilled since gates meant village, and village meant security…

Now it only meant death.

Seconds tickled by without having him do anything to her. The silence was building up, the tension hanging heavily in the air as Motoko heard her own shallow breathing gasp out in fear at irregular intervals. But seconds landed up in minutes, until Motoko snapped out, "Kami! Just kill me already?"

A small snicker was heard behind her as the Akatsuki member stepped out from behind her and into her line of vision. "You are quite a pain, Motoko. I enjoy making you suffer," he jeered quietly, his hands hanging limply at his sides while his face stayed half covered under the robe.

"Actually…" he continued, "I think I have a better idea than my original plan. I had come here with the intention to rid the Earth of such a worthless being as you, but now that I think of it… Such a nuisance deserves pain. Loads of pain."

Swallowing back another sob, the medic nin worked up every single ounce of courage she owned and stammered out, "W-what do you plan on d-doing to me?"

"I told you," the deathly voice said, "I plan on making you suffer. A lot."

Seeing his Sharingan glitter, she immediately thought of Kakashi and her blood froze in despair. The Copy nin was in Konoha, he wouldn't be helping her…

Almost as if he could hear her thoughts, Itachi stepped closer and hissed, "Hatake Kakashi… you hold him dear to you, don't you?"

Stiffening again, Motoko didn't respond as Itachi's face turned from emotionless to thoughtful. Then it melted into a smirk as he whispered gently, "Tsukuyomi…"

The once darkened world was instantly switched to a contrast of black and white with violent splashes of a reddish orange. The terror she had felt before was nothing compared to the feeling she was experiencing right now. They were still in the forest, yet the atmosphere had changed to a suffocating aura.

"Welcome to my Jutsu…" he hissed as a tall blade appeared in his hands. "Welcome to Hell."

With those words, the blade skimmed her neck, making her gasp out in pain.

'It's Genjutsu, it's only Genjustsu…' she repeated in her mind, forcing her confused brain to realize that this was all an illusion. Only it was hard for her to wrap her spirit around that concept, for the pain felt damn real.

"Now meet my other Jutsu…"

His voice seemed somehow different, but her senses didn't last long as a tingle ran through her body and her vision and hearing faded. An unnatural feeling seeped through her skin, almost as if a breeze was entering through the pores of her skin and deep into her inner system. Soon, she opened her eyes and was shocked to see the world through a different pair of eyes. Every detail jumped at her crazily, every shade distinguishable like never before.

Then another abnormal thing happened- she spoke out loud without willing herself to, "This is how I see life, Motoko. I took control of your body, so you now know what Sharingan does. But this is far from a little experiment, I shall use you to my advantage…"

Motoko felt her heart race frantically. She had spoken the words with her own voice, but Itachi had been the one who'd said it.

'Kami… I can't move on my own…' she thought, then froze as she began to laugh. "Indeed," her own voice rang out, scaring the living hell out of her. "Now let's have a little fun."

The medic nin's body moved on her own as she rapidly switched positions. Now hidden in the forest, she ducked while peeking around for any movement, just like a true shinobi would.

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Kakashi skidded to a stop, nearly tripping over Pakkun. The dog had halted rather abruptly and was sniffing the air, a confused look in his dark brown eyes.

"I lost his scent…" the tracking dog muttered angrily. "I still follow Motoko's, but Itachi's vanished…"

Kakashi looked down at the thick branch he was standing on, then sighed. "Find Motoko, I just want to know she's safe…" They started their race again as silently as they both could. Branch after branch was jumped at an incredible speed until Pakkun called out, "She stopped moving! We're close now!"

Instantly worried, Kakashi boosted his speed even more. Usually when someone stopped moving, it wasn't a good sign, especially since Itachi had left the area.

"Just hold on," he whispered softly even if there was no way for Motoko to hear him. "We're nearly there, we'll—"

Kakashi's words were cut as he yelled and jumped down from the tree, falling on his shoulder. Rolling a few feet to get rid of his shock, he heard Pakkun drop beside him.

"Chakra strings," he gasped, sitting up quickly as his eyes swept around the area. "Probably there are some explosive tags nearby; we'll have to be careful where we set our feet."

Pakkun nodded before he shifted and said, "Hey wait… I smell her… She should be right about—"

Just like his master earlier, the canine didn't have time to finish his sentence as a kunai whizzed right past him towards Kakashi. The Copy nin smirked and plucked the weapon right out of the air effortlessly, then slid it in his pocket.

"Motoko? It's me, come out. My dog tracked you down," he sighed, getting up to his full height and crossing his arms. Pakkun trotted over to his master and sat down obediently at his feet.

Motoko smirked as she jumped down from the tree she was in, then landed about ten feet in front of him. Straightening up, she shot him a slow smirk as she pulled another kunai from her pocket and began to twirl it around her finger.

It didn't take a genius to realize that she wasn't being herself.

"So you did come… I guess we're far enough from Konoha for me to chop you to pieces without being mauled by a gang of ANBU…" Motoko's voice rang out, a cruel accent tainting her usual peaceful voice.

Kakashi narrowed his eyes and simply got into his battle stance. "Who are you?" he snapped out.

"Kaoru Motoko. I fooled you, didn't I? With my innocent story about being chased by the Akatsuki… All I wanted was to kill you, Kakashi of the Sharingan…" she stated softly, then smirked and threw the kunai.

A/N: Oh God, I had loads of problem with this chapter. So sorry guys, I really had problems, hence why I took a hell of a long time to update, and it's such a crummy chapter...

Also I apologize for not answering reviews anymore. Usually I'd always answer, no matter how short the review was, but now I just don't have time for that. All my time on the computer is spent either BETA reading or doing my own chapters… But please don't let that stop you from reviewing…

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