THE NOBLE

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"His worshipper will be gifted with one soulmate that will continue to appear throughout his life before acceptance. He will know his mate when he finds a female with bright yellow eyes and His symbol on her left cheekbone. A connection will be felt by His worshipper to confirm the woman is his. After finding his soulmate, His worshipper is not to murder another woman unless she brings harm upon his soulmate. The woman is the sacred creature of His creation. This is His gift to His worshippers."

Drums, 47 – The Book of Jashin

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chapter one

chase

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I spun on my heel, slamming it downwards; the heel creating spider web cracks as I applied chakra to my foot, causing the red clay ground to shatter more. I quickly snapped backwards, dodging a black tentacle that shot where my head once was; I placed a bloodied hand on the ground, using it to push myself into the air. My hands swiftly flew together as I reached the peak of my leap; I called out, "Freezing Air Justu!"

A sheet of ice formed under my feet, catching my body. The precipitation condensed and froze into stairs by my will as I ascended further. I ignored the curses from behind, faintly recognizing the shattering of the sheets of ice. The ice only responded to my chakra, staying solid when I stood on it, however, when another person stood on the ice, it shattered immediately.

I willed to ice to stop forming as I reached the top of the staircase, leaping off without hesitation. I spotted the Akatsuki members directly below me as my hand flew to form another justu, 'Flaming Guard Justu!'; hands halted, handsigns complete, as a black tentacle wrapped around me ankle, yanking me down faster than I could ever fall. My body flared into flames, a flash of my-now purple tinted-hair flying in front of my eyes as I hit the ground; my heel digging into the previous crater I had created, turning the red clay to complete.

"Fuck!" I heard one of the men screech as I spread the flames further from my body. I panted, heavily, hands moving to form one last justu. I slammed my hand on the ground, hearing a satisfying 'poof!' above me. I focused the last of my chakra to my legs, the flames dispersing as I shot out of them. A giant owl hovered just over the trees and I reached out a hand, barely brushing the owl's talon as I felt something wrap around my waist, jerking me towards.

"Shit!" I cursed before I was slammed back in my crater. 'My apologies, master.' I heard a voice chirp in my head before another 'poof!' hit my ears. I groaned, slamming my forehead on the ground, 'It just had to be Yuka that I summoned.' I knew the owl held a great hate for me, but it could have at least been of some help. I kept my eyes closed, not even bothering to try and escape. Why hurt myself when I had absolutely no chakra left to try and get away with?

One of the men cackled happily, "Look at this, Kakuzu! The little bitch has given up! Woo!" I doubled over slightly as I felt a kick come to my stomach and my tongue lashed out before I could think, "You've already beaten me; need you continue to abuse me?" A new voice, deeper, voice hit my ears and I was jerked up by my grey jacket. "I suggest you hold your tongue, girl." I kept my eyes shut, still managing to raise an eyebrow. I shrugged and a kick came to my stomach; I felt my breakfast travel back up my throat but swallowed it back down. I scrunched up my nose in distaste, completely disgusting by the taste left in my mouth.

I was tossed aside, my head banging viciously on a piece of, what I assumed was, red clay. "You have one hour, Hidan. Don't touch her face or make her too messy; she has to be recognizable." I sighed, heavily. 'This is just what I wanted to do today: Be killed.' The other man cheered and he grabbed a hold of my hood, dragging me away merrily. 'This is what you get for becoming big in the good ole red book!' I thought.

Minutes dragged by, along with my body, before I was dropped on the ground. I winced, slightly, as my hand was cut; I coughed as I felt something wet drag across my bleeding hand, instantly knowing the man hand just licked my hand. He cackled and lifted me up and slammed me against a hard surface, "Open your eyes, bitch! Dontcha wanna see the eyes of your murderer before you die?" I was pressed harder against the surface, my back cracking in a painful sounding way. "Open them!" I felt him spit on my cheek and rub it across my cheek bone before I felt the arm holding me against the wall stiffen.

"La Retrvivinal…" He murmured before smashing my body harder against the wall, my shoulder blade digging sharply into the surface. My eyes shot open in pain, my teeth gnashing at the inside of my cheek. My eyes met the man's in front of me, shock evident in his magenta eyes. I took in his features: pure white hair slicked back and black and white skin, his face skeleton like. I held back a laugh at his white eyebrows; the said brows just looked rather funny. I sighed, "You can kill me now." I was content with my life: I had had my first kiss, and I wasn't a virgin. I had been drunk before and had raised a puppy. I had killed a few people and loved a few people. Although, I was sad I never got to try that spicy chicken from the Grass Village.

I suddenly hit the ground, wincing as my tailbone hit right on a root. I had found out I had been pinned to a very uncomfortable tree. "Get up, bitch. You get to see another day." The man muttered, turning on his heel and his cloak softly 'swooshing' at his waist. His skin faded to a pale color, no longer the skeleton like skin from before. I stood, shakily, and wondered if I should run or follow the man. I wiped the spit off my cheek, along with the makeup that had been covering my birthmark, and chased after the man. I had a better chance of living if I followed him; the other fact of myself being out of chakra appearing again.

"If I may ask," I said, falling in step with the criminal. "where's your shirt?"

"It's none of your goddamn business." He cursed, not bothering to look my way. I held up my hands in defense, "Whoa. Whoa." The skeleton man just walked faster and we were out of the forest in no time. The man, from earlier, looked up, his eyes landing on me first, then skeleton man. "Why isn't she dead, Hidan?" He asked, annoyed. I curiously looked at the tan man's mask, his red and green eyes the only thing visible. The skeleton man walked faster than I could keep out with, muttering something into the man's ear.

"Damn…I knew this would happen." He snapped, placing a large stack of cash back into a briefcase as he stood. "I suppose we'll bring her along. She might be a valuable assist to Leader-sama." Skeleton man simply glared at me and I coughed, awkwardly. The hybrid eyed man began to walk away, the Skeleton man following after him. I rushed after the duo and the hybrid eyed man glanced down at me, "Why don't you run, girl?"

I shrugged, "I don't have a home to go back to. I don't have any chakra at the moment either. I don't want to harm myself when I have no place to run to." As if on cue, a rock appeared right in front of my foot and I stumbled, slamming into the ground. "Ouch…" I murmured, hopping up and rubbing my shoulder blade. Hybrid eyed man sighed, "Maybe she not as valuable as I thought."

"Hey!" I protested. "I did manage to escape from you two for a good week!"

"Shut up, girl. I didn't ask you to respond." I held up my hands in defense then let them fall back to my side.

Getting 'captured' by criminals curtained had not been on my bucket list but I had a feeling I wasn't going to escape anytime soon. I sighed as a small wren landed on my shoulder. I smiled at the bird and turned back to the hybrid eyed man, "What are your names?" The man looked at me once then looked away. I frowned, opening my mouth to ask aga-

"Kakuzu. The boy is Hidan." I nodded, pleased. "I'm Ookamihai Hana." The wren chirped in my ear and I shifted my head to glance at the bird. I watched it lift its tail feathers then fly away. I felt something wet on my shoulder and instantly knew what had happened. "Gross, man!" I groaned, jerking off the short sleeved jacket. I glared at the bird poop on the grey jacket and checked my long sleeved shirt, sighing in relief when I noticed the green shirt was unmarred.

I folded up the jacket and trailed behind Hidan and Kakuzu, wondering what the Akatsuki would be like.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Welcome to The Noble. This story will have cursing and perverse ideas, so be warned. I pretty sure there's no such thing as The Book of Jashin; it's something I made up. I hoped you enjoyed. There'll definitely be more action in the next chapter; this one was just a bit of an introduction. I will be adding more things to Hidan's religion, making it more in depth.

Please review, fave, follow, and such. I thank you for those.

Yours Truly,

Veila