My Little One
By: Between Dreams
Prologue
Fall seven times, stand up eight.
- Japanese proverb
Zabuza's POV
Haku how could you do this to me. You were nothing but my tool...my weapon. You were not meant to become more than that. How is it that you. The same boy I picked up out of the icy gutter, the unwanted orphan. The most despised of all in your village. How is it that you captured my interest so?
You were hated for being of a feared blood line. I was hated for being the 'Demon of the Mist'. I killed thousands without so much as a good reason. I just struck down whomever my employers instructed. It was my job. My life.
You...You to my knowledge had never committed a single sin. You are all but at the tender age of five or six. It's hard to tell your age, the way your body looks so weak and frail. It seem's to want to fail you any minuet. Can you not even trust you body anymore? What more do you have? What did you ever have? When is the last time you ate? When is the last time you were granted the opportunity to bath? Have you ever been wanted by anyone? Have you ever been needed be someone?
You're trembling terribly you know? What am I thinking? Of course you know you're freezing to death. Huddled into yourself on the snowy bridge. With the weather and judging by the look of you, you wont survive the night. Do you realize that as well little one? Why do you not seek better shelter? You just sit huddled in the path of the icy wind dawning nothing more than a thin T-shirt and pants. If I dare call them that. I believe 'Rags' would be a far more suitable term. Are your feet as cold and numb as they appear little one?
I catch myself and realize that I've been standing directly across you on the bridge, and have been surveying you for some time now. Do you even know that I'm here staring at you? Or is it that you simply you do not care? I see small foot prints indented in the snow on the ledge of the bridge. They look to be about your size. Did you really consider such a thing? To take your own life, at such a young age? I didn't even know a child of your youth could even comprehend such a deed. But then again judging by the state of thing's, the state of you. I would have done the same. Hmm...I did try the same thing, many times. I wonder if it would be for the same reasons? Are you alone? Clearly. Are you thought to be worthless? Yes you are, aren't you? You have no reason to live do you? So why not jump? End it all? Or are you still here for the same reason as I? Your a coward. Are you, like I not afraid to send others to there graves, but terrified of death yourself? No that isn't it is it? You hold far to much innocence to be a killer. I realize that now. But it seem's that death is upon you whether you wish it to be or not. I shall leave you in your peace, to die alone and unwanted. Just like I can assume you've been for so long.
I continue walking. My destination lies on the other side of that bridge. I must pass you to reach it. Why do I have the sickening feeling that if I cross through your path, I will regret it? I already know that there is no alternate path leading out of the village, or at least not anymore leading to were I wish to be. Although as of this moment any other surrounding's would be preferred.
With all the courage that I posses I take a hesitant step forward, as if on que you seem to notice me. You're shaking increased didn't it? Yes you're scared aren't you? Scared of what little one? Surly not of me? You are much too young to have heard of my reputation of Zabuza the Demon assassin. So why do you recoil from a stranger? As I continue my steady approach, my answer becomes painfully clear. Painfully to you that is. Do though's bruises littering you're body like flies to rotting meat mean what I think to be correct? Yes, I am right aren't I? My, you really are hated aren't you? I will not help add onto or lighten that load of hatredaimed at youlittle one. Your on your own, just like you always will be.
Good riddance to you little one mayhap we meet in Hell. But you will be waiting there alone for some time, for I do not intend on dying tonight as you have no choice but to do. So I bid you farewell. Goodbye my little one.
End Prologue
To be continued...