I won't forgive them. I can see them now; he still has his fingers together. Ironic, you wouldn't think that such a simple twisting of your hands could do this. She deserved better than this. Our leader has him now. Shikamaru always was good with his shadows.
Her white eyes are there. I can still see them clearly, she hasn't closed them yet. Floating particles of white fell on her creamy skin, but they didn't melt. Her body is as cold as those flakes of snow. I can't feel that heat anymore; I won't see her blush when she looks at me anymore, I don't feel much of anything anymore.
There is one last feeling I get from this experience. The same one I got when I finally realized what Sasuke had done. I didn't even bother with my mask, no threats for revenge, no righteous fury, or any realization, only anger. It was freeing to know what was happening for once. I felt the burning in my muscles as the spirit of something far stronger then I seeped from every pore and covered my body in red mist. I won't let them live, they didn't deserve it.
Hand seals mean nothing anymore. A waste of time and actually have become a liability for me now. What can't I do with this much raw power? Even my clones are unnecessary for Rasengan now. Another Ironically simple technique, who could guess that this swirling ball that fit in my hand had the power of a typhoon.
I ran with this power. Let it flow through me, carrying me to the mist ninja. There are more of them then I remember, a trick of the eyes maybe. They had robbed me of knowing her, of her freeing herself from her family, of her rising above that and becoming truly powerful, now she was stuck as Hinata the weak, Hinata the powerless. She deserved better.
10 feet now. I can hear Shino telling Shikamaru to release the Jutsu, I hear an argument, and eventually it ended with 'it's too late now' even if it's true I don't care. She doesn't have time to get out of the way; at the speed my body is moving now even Lee couldn't escape. I wish Shikamaru could control people's faces, it seemed like the only thing stopping my target from moving was the fear. I felt like Orochimaru.
A tug hits the back of mind as my eyes clear. Twisting my head back I realize to late what had happened. The mist ninja were laughing now,one's hands still forming the genjutsu seal. I can't stop my body if I wanted to. My scream of panic and frustration filled the air as the Rasengan collided into Hinata.
She deserved better.