CITIZENS OF KONOHA:
Good news! He's dead!
The Otokage is dead!
The Evilest Kage there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Konoha
Is Dead!
Good news!
Good news!
:A parade is in full bloom in the streets throughout the city. Konoha is in a complete uproar as Ginaki and Kiba stumble though:
SOMEONE IN THE CROWD:
(spoken) Look! It's Tsunade!
:Tsunade stands on a elevated stage looking out over the central of the city:
TSUNADE
(spoken) Fellow Konohians:
(sung) Let us be glad
Let us be grateful
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of you-know-who
Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For you and -
SOMEONE IN THE CROWD:
No one mourns the Wicked
ANOTHER PERSON:
No one cries "They won't return!"
ALL:
No one lays a lily on their grave
MAN:
The good man scorns the Wicked!
WOMEN:
Through their lives, our children learn
ALL:
What we miss, when we misbehave:
:Ginaki looks at the people around her in confusion then turns to Tsunade:
TSUNADE And Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked die alone It just shows when you're Wicked You're left only On your own
ALL Yes, Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked cry alone Nothing grows for the Wicked They reap only What they've sown
TSUNADE
(spoken) Are people born Wicked? Or do they have
Wickedness thrust upon them? After all, he had
a father. He had a mother, as so many do:
-
There sitting with arms crossed was a particular pale boy, one that had a strange likelihood to a snake. Tears streamed down the 5 year olds white cheeks, and alone he sat while his mother swooned and obsessed over her youngest child, Hikuma. Contemplating his worth, wondering why he and only he was unwanted. Around him in Konoha was all of the local boys his age. Their father's and mother's proud of their smallest achievement would smile and give them attention while he was ignored and even hated.
Age 10 Mother has died. She spent her time with him in hate and despair, with Hikuma she was proud and encouraging. Again tears streamed down a child's face but not his face. Hikuma cried and sobbed in sorrow while looking upon the grave Orochimaru stared with a smug look on his face. He was glad that she died. He and Hikuma had no father to speak of, because their father was a criminal and a trickster who left after Hikuma's birth to 'collect his thoughts'; Or to move on in his life and have another wife and children.
Age 11 Is it his fault? He wondered while training his sister. She eagerly learned and respected his knowledge of the shinobi way. Her heart, unlike her mothers, was a good one. She felt guilt for being the favorite and showed her brother the love his mother never gave him. His family blamed him for his difference, however. He would get his revenge. Hikuma who had always loved him... He would protect her. He smiled at her and only she could bring him happiness. "To anyone who hurts my dear sister I pity them, for that will be the last time they hurt her. Ever."
Age 18 Hikuma is a promising ninja, She's succeeded where he has failed and he is proud. At an early age she becomes a Chunin and has developed many powerful jutsu. Awaking in a cold sweat Orochimaru sits up and thinks in the silent night on his dream. He knows how she will die and when. Too soon. His reason to believe his dream will come true? He had seen how his mother died and where and when, he could see the death of his family members in dreams. His curse, his family's curse was beginning to take hold. Wickedness was beginning to fill him.
Age 39
No good deed goes unpunished... It seems in an attempt to save my sisters life from that damn Kyubi I have killed her and her husband. Sure I meant well, well look at what well meant did. He still had a niece who, even though she was still an infant, seemed to be just like her mother. He would raise her himself but... Konoha had it wrong and he had to leave. The deaths of those people were not his fault and although he took the blame he was misunderstood. To live forever? No, to save his sister. He wanted her to live forever, and only wanted death for himself. But someone in his family, perhaps Ginaki would live forever.
Was wickedness thrust upon him?
Alright Konoha, so be it. So be it then, let all Konoha be agreed I'm wicked through and through. Since I cannot succeed Hikuma saving you. I promise no good deed will I attempt to again. Ever again.
Age 54 Bloody from battle with Ginaki and on the ground he looked up at her. Coldness and fire tainted her eyes, "Good bye." Her final words to him. He stared as she left through the arch of the Sound village entrance. "The last time I see her, she screams in my face." said the pale snake-like man. He chuckled, "Yes, good bye Ginaki. I wish you and your finance well."
No one mourns the Wicked.
-
"He's dead. Yes, the "wicked Otokage" Orochimaru is dead"
Tsunade stood before Ginaki at the kotatsu quietly. "It's my fault. He died because I couldn't help him switch bodies. Is Sasuke taking over the Sound village? Or is he coming back?" Ginaki asked, she had spoken to Sasuke on many occasions in the Sound village and wondered what would become of him. "I'm not sure, technically you are the heir to the village but I'm not sure. We'll find out." Tsunade stared at the mourning teenager. "I guess it's good he's gone. They said he's... wicked." Ginaki looked over at her and laughed. First it was a little chuckle and then morphed into a loud boisterous guffaw. "You have no idea!" Ginaki gasped wiping a tear from her eye, she'd laughed herself into a cry. "What do you mean?" Tsunade asked. "What I mean is," Ginaki suppressed a laugh "you were... The only person he and I quote '-ever could love. Even if she does not love me back. I must have shattered that after those silly death accusations.'" Ginaki had let the cat out of the bag. Tsunade just stared blankly. "Wh-what?" she paused, "Ginaki-chan, you can leave now." It would be best to leave Tsunade to her grieving. Jiraiya who was waiting outside spoke just as Ginaki opened the door and stepped outside. "Jiraiya-sama." Ginaki nodded to him politely and left.
Once she was home she curled up on her bed and took a deep breath. All of her things smelled so familiar and comforting. But as the dark of night set in and the moon rose and shone though her limp curtains Ginaki felt emptiness take over. The parties had died down and everyone was about to settle down for bed. Kiba entered her apartment and flicked on some lights. She opened one eye and peered out into the kitchen area. He glanced over at her, "Are you alright?" He turned off the lights in the kitchen and sat down on the bed next to her. She lifted herself up and place her arms around him, he was another comforting aspect. She closed her eyes again and drifted into a dreamless sleep. "It'll be alright..."
((Hmm hmm! I always wanted to kill off a character. If you listen to Wicked, you can pull some serious connections out of there between Orochimaru and Elphaba. I portrayed Oro-kun as a sweeter person like the Wicked witch is in Wicked. Well, three chapters is enough for this year. XD I'll probably update after Color Guard season or something. So don't expect anything soon.))