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Chapter Four: Slaughtering the Mask
"Crap!"
The thin branch gave way under the black haired woman and she fell to the ground, immediately assaulted by a hail of kunai blades. She dodged the majority of them, but the few cut deeply into her skin drawing more blood to stain her already drenched rags. The attack gave away her attackers position and she quickly leapt up at him with a kunai in hand. The masked hunter fended her off and threw her over his head. The woman bounced off of the trunk and drove the weapon deep into the back of his skull.
"I'll kill you all if I have to!" she yelled into the dark forest.
She barely ducked a wind shuriken and fell out of the tree. In mid fall another masked hunter slammed his knee into her side sending her sailing into a large clearing. A sei flew at her chest. Rolling aside to late it dug itself deep into her shoulder. The woman cried out and pulled it from her flesh.
"Enough!" she shouted. "I'll slaughter you all!"
The woman's irises turned blood red and her eyes bitch black. Her face grew out resembling a wolf's head, her razor sharp fangs bared and dripping with saliva. She snarled maliciously as her hands turned into cruel claws. Her feet elongated, turning into a wolf's haunches. A sickening crack sounded the change of her spine, growing a bit arched so she could easily lunge on all four. A massive shard of ice tore into her right leg and the blood poured out. She clenched her fangs and pulled it out, throwing it back from where it came. A crack and a downpour of blood assured her she had hit the hidden hunter in the tree. The next hail of shuriken came from all sides, cutting deep into her flesh. With her new speed she leapt up and surprised another hunter in the branches. A quick swipe of her massive claw hurled the mask against the trunk with a big potion of the hunter's skull. She relished the site of his brains splattered on the wood. The limp corpse dropped to the ground. She laughed sadistically, catching another in mid jump. She tore out his ribcage with a great spray of blood and entrails. She flung the corpse into the canopy behind her, flushing out two more for the kill. Her fangs sunk deep into one's shoulder while she grabbed another. Both were torn apart with blood and gore splattering everywhere. The victory made her careless and two wind shuriken cut into her back, the force of impact upsetting her balance. She fell flat on her face in the bloody mud. At once a dozen of shinobi hunters pinned her down, sinking various weapons into her flesh. She cried out, struggling to get loose, but the weapons held fast. Not to mention the hunters.
"Get off of me you bastards!" she snarled, "I'll tear your heads off for this!"
An especially heavy muscled hunter kicked her in the face.
"You'll pay for every one of my comrade's lives," he hissed. "And all the other villagers you've slaughtered!"
The woman growled viciously. The hunter laughed and pressed her into the bloody mud with a heavy boot.
"I'm going to enjoy this," he said in a rumbling voice.
The hunter grabbed her by the wrists and jerked her arms up; ripping chunks of flesh right out of her arms were the weapons had held her. With another jerk he dislocated her shoulders. The woman screamed so loud a few hunters held their ears shut. The intense pain shooting through her was unlike any she had felt before and it caused her to turn back. The hunter continued to break each arm into peaces until it seemed there were no bones left to break. The blinding white hot pain was eventually too much and she passed out. The last thing she heard as though it came from far away was that she would be publicly executed which was a very rare thing.
Oh my kami! So she CAN write action sequences! I would have never guessed @_@* So how was it? Gory enough or should I have laid on an extra helping of entrails to go? Tell me what'cha think.
Later Days, Imako the Demon Wolf
Chapter Four: Slaughtering the Mask
"Crap!"
The thin branch gave way under the black haired woman and she fell to the ground, immediately assaulted by a hail of kunai blades. She dodged the majority of them, but the few cut deeply into her skin drawing more blood to stain her already drenched rags. The attack gave away her attackers position and she quickly leapt up at him with a kunai in hand. The masked hunter fended her off and threw her over his head. The woman bounced off of the trunk and drove the weapon deep into the back of his skull.
"I'll kill you all if I have to!" she yelled into the dark forest.
She barely ducked a wind shuriken and fell out of the tree. In mid fall another masked hunter slammed his knee into her side sending her sailing into a large clearing. A sei flew at her chest. Rolling aside to late it dug itself deep into her shoulder. The woman cried out and pulled it from her flesh.
"Enough!" she shouted. "I'll slaughter you all!"
The woman's irises turned blood red and her eyes bitch black. Her face grew out resembling a wolf's head, her razor sharp fangs bared and dripping with saliva. She snarled maliciously as her hands turned into cruel claws. Her feet elongated, turning into a wolf's haunches. A sickening crack sounded the change of her spine, growing a bit arched so she could easily lunge on all four. A massive shard of ice tore into her right leg and the blood poured out. She clenched her fangs and pulled it out, throwing it back from where it came. A crack and a downpour of blood assured her she had hit the hidden hunter in the tree. The next hail of shuriken came from all sides, cutting deep into her flesh. With her new speed she leapt up and surprised another hunter in the branches. A quick swipe of her massive claw hurled the mask against the trunk with a big potion of the hunter's skull. She relished the site of his brains splattered on the wood. The limp corpse dropped to the ground. She laughed sadistically, catching another in mid jump. She tore out his ribcage with a great spray of blood and entrails. She flung the corpse into the canopy behind her, flushing out two more for the kill. Her fangs sunk deep into one's shoulder while she grabbed another. Both were torn apart with blood and gore splattering everywhere. The victory made her careless and two wind shuriken cut into her back, the force of impact upsetting her balance. She fell flat on her face in the bloody mud. At once a dozen of shinobi hunters pinned her down, sinking various weapons into her flesh. She cried out, struggling to get loose, but the weapons held fast. Not to mention the hunters.
"Get off of me you bastards!" she snarled, "I'll tear your heads off for this!"
An especially heavy muscled hunter kicked her in the face.
"You'll pay for every one of my comrade's lives," he hissed. "And all the other villagers you've slaughtered!"
The woman growled viciously. The hunter laughed and pressed her into the bloody mud with a heavy boot.
"I'm going to enjoy this," he said in a rumbling voice.
The hunter grabbed her by the wrists and jerked her arms up; ripping chunks of flesh right out of her arms were the weapons had held her. With another jerk he dislocated her shoulders. The woman screamed so loud a few hunters held their ears shut. The intense pain shooting through her was unlike any she had felt before and it caused her to turn back. The hunter continued to break each arm into peaces until it seemed there were no bones left to break. The blinding white hot pain was eventually too much and she passed out. The last thing she heard as though it came from far away was that she would be publicly executed which was a very rare thing.
Oh my kami! So she CAN write action sequences! I would have never guessed @_@* So how was it? Gory enough or should I have laid on an extra helping of entrails to go? Tell me what'cha think.
Later Days, Imako the Demon Wolf