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"Welcome to my domain, Yamanaka Ino."

Ino couldn't help but let her eyes go wide from surprise. How, or more likely why, did this thing or whoever this demonic eyed girl was, with the monstrous chakra, know the blonde's name? The pink haired girl, that looked like Haruno Sakura, let out a wicked chuckle, like she knew what the girl was thinking.

"What? Are you surprised that I know you?" she asked, making the Demon Hunter put up more of her guard. "You see, whatever Sakura knows, I know. And more." The pinkette tapped her temple with the index finger of her free hand.

"Also, I know all about you Demon Hunters," the pinkette continued. "In order to become one, ordinary humans must drink the blood of demons. Am I right?" Ino narrowed her eyes slightly, gritting her teeth behind her lips. The demonic eyed girl's smile widened even more, knowing that she hit the bullseye. She then continued.

"But the ritual to become one is a dangerous thing," she said, the wicked, amused smiling never leaving her face. "You can die from drinking it. It's all luck, which is actually funny really. But if you live through it, you gain a huge boost!

"Your strength, speed, even your other senses are enhanced, like your sight and hearing. Hell, thanks to the demon blood that's running through your veins, you can even sense them as well."

At this point of the conversation, one-sided as it was, Ino's gritted teeth were now visible, her brows furrowed and her nails were digging into her palms, breaking the skin. The girl in front of her was starting to irritate her and she had forgotten completely about the huge chakra from before.

Everything that the pink haired imitator was saying was right. To become a Demon Hunter you must drink the blood of a demon, and thanks to that, the blonde had seen so many of her friends, and people that she knew, die before her eyes. For the girl in front of her to say those things so casually, and with a smile on her face too, really pissed Ino off.

"Who the hell are you...?" Ino asked through clenched teeth, glaring at the person in front of her. "Why the hell do you know all that?"

"I've lived for a long time, Yamanaka," the girl said. "I know that your clan, the Yamanaka, the Nara clan and the Akimichi clan have been allies for centuries and even till this day, you continue to exterminate the demons in secrecy. And as for my name..." The girl that looked like Haruno Sakura, closed her eyes. "You can call me Izanami."

"Izanami...?" Ino repeated out loud to herself.

The girl named Izanami opened her eyes. "That's right," she said. "But I think that's enough talking." Izanami lifted the scythe that her shoulder was supporting and placed it by her side instead, the sharp metal tip of the weapon touching the ground. "How about we have a little fun," she suggested with that wicked grin.

Knowing what the pinkette meant, Ino shifted herself into a fighting stance. Now that it had slowly started to come to this, the blonde could once again feel the monstrous chakra that was coursing through Izanami's body. She knew the power difference between her and the Haruno impersonator, was huge. But she still had to try. Besides, she couldn't get away from this place. During the near one sided conversation, Ino had been trying her best to release herself from her technique, but to no avail. It looked like if she wanted to get out, she'd have to defeat the person in front of her.

With that thought in mind, Ino concentrated. She closed her eyes and stretched her left arm out, her fingers flexed outstretched. She begun to think about her weapon, her sword, Masamune. She thought about it's shape and it's weight. When she had a mental picture in her mind, she opened her eyes, and at the same time her demon hunting weapon materialized into her hands from cherry blossom petals.

Izanami's wicked smile grew even more, from ear to ear. "That's it," she said, her tongue poking out from her mouth and licked her lips. "Okay then. Let the fun commence!" And as soon as those words left the girl's mouth, Izanami suddenly disappeared, and not even a split second she reappeared in front of the blonde, her scythe already up in the ready to strike.

Ino's eyes widened from the incredible speed that the demonic eyed girl possessed. She lifted her sword, which was still in it's sheath, and blocked the vertical strike that came from Izanami. As soon as both weapons connect to one another, it created a shockwave and in an instant, the concrete street behind Ino had been demolished.

"Ohhhh, still standing?" Izanami spoke with a smirk, even Ino had to agree with her. The first strike felt heavy upon impact, and probably, if it wasn't for the fact that she was a Demon Hunter, that one strike would have killed her there and then. The pinkette began to chuckle. "In that case have a bit more!"

True to her word, Izanami lifted her scythe up once more, from the deadlock, and struck again. She then lifted it up again, and struck Ino the third time. She then struck a fourth time, and then a fifth. She continued to strike the blonde, wildly, with the same attack over and over, and to Ino it felt like each attack was getting heavier and faster each time. All she could do was stay still and take the blows that were being delivered upon her.

I've... got... to do... something...! Ino thought in between each strike. Her arms were starting to feel like lead from each attack and knew that she couldn't take much more. With that thought in mind, she decided to wait for her opportunity. When Izanami lifted up her her scythe, getting ready to strike once more, that was the blonde's chance.

She quickly stepped to the side, at the same time with scythe coming down upon her head, and managed to dodge the incoming blow. The sharp metal blade struck deep into the ground where the blonde had been standing and it was the chance that Ino had been waiting for. Not missing a beat, Ino gripped Masamune's hilt firmly, and swung her blade at the girl's now exposed neck, hoping to separate Izanami's head from her shoulders.

Just as the blade met the girl's exposed flesh, the pink haired imposter vanished into thin air. W-What?! the blue eyed girl cried in her head.

"Be-hi-nd you..."

Hearing a underwordly voice whisper behind her, a chill ran up and down Ino's spine, and she turned her head to look. But all she saw was a white, split toe sock with a waraji coming at her from the side and before she could even blink, it made contact with her face and she was flung, into the air like a rag doll, and crashed into one of the nearby buildings.

As dust started to cloud from the spot the blonde had landed from, Izanami took that time to grab her scythe, that was still sticking out from the ground, and took it out from it's concrete prison. She swung it once, getting any debris off of the sharp metal and placed it back on her shoulder. "Is that it?" she said, placing her free hand on the back of her neck and moving it side to side, the sound of bones popping back into place as she did so. "How incredibly dull. I was expecting more from a Demon H-"

Before she could finish her remark, something caught the corner of her eye. Her gaze turned to the dust cloud, and she saw something coming her way. When it sailed near her head, she noticed that it was a metallic object, a kunai to be exact, and at the end of it was a tag. A tag which was sizzling. In the next moment, Izanami's field of vision was surrounded by bright light, and then, an explosion followed straight after.

When the dust cloud began to settle, Ino slowly stood up, using the scabbard of her Masamune as a crutch and had started to breathe heavily. Crimson blood had started to leak down Ino's face, over her left eye, and a terrible headache had begun to assault her head. But she didn't care about her condition at the moment. All that mattered was what had happened to the demonic eyed girl after she threw her explosive kunai. With that thought in mind, she turned her blue orbs to wear Izanami had been standing before.

A smile had begun to form on her lips when she saw the huge smoke from the explosive. "How do... you like that...?" she asked in a whisper. When the smoke finally cleared up, however, the smile quickly disappeared. Izanami was standing there, scythe on her shoulder and a stoic expression on her face as her eyes were closed. Half of the torso part of the kimono was gone, most likely shredded from the explosion she had caused using the explosive kunai. But that was it. There was no injury. No markings. There was nothing to indicate that the explosive had done it's job.

"I'll admit, that was a good try," said the pinkette. She then opened her eyes, revealing demonic, golden-yellow orbs and stared at Ino with a smile back on her face. "But unfortunately for you, you have to try harder than that."

Ino narrowed her eyes as she was being mocked. She bared her gritted teeth and took to her fighting stance again. The next thing that Izanami did, however, confused the blonde. The scythe that was in her hand suddenly combusted into black flames and before long, the flames withered away, the scythe disappearing from her hand.

Before she could wonder what Izanami was doing, the girl herself ran forward with inhuman speed and before she could even say anything, she felt something hit her in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes widened and she looked down, only to see the pinkette's fist planted in her abdomen.

The blonde released her hold of her weapon and scabbard and opted to clutch her stomach once Izanami removed her fist. She then took a step forward, and then took another one. She took a few more, getting more space between her and the demonic eyed girl, and when she was far enough, the girl fell to her knees, beginning to cough.

"Such a disappointment," Izanami spoke, letting out a sigh afterwards. She slowly began to walk over towards the crouched teen who was still coughing up her guts. After Izanami took a several steps forward, all of a sudden she stopped. Her eyes widened slightly, as her body had suddenly became heavy and she couldn't move a muscle. "W-What is this? Why can't I move?" But the answer to her question was answered when she looked down, and understood.

It was her shadow. It was distorted and it was stretched. Stretched all the way towards the blonde's direction, and it was connected to her shadow. "Surprised?" the other girl spoke, causing Izanami to look up, demonic meeting blue orbs. There was a sheen of sweat forming on the girl's head but her lips were curved up into a smile. She slowly stood up and turned to face the pinkette.

"You were right," Ino continued. "The Yamanaka, Nara and the Akimichi have been allies for centuries. And because we have, we sometimes share a technique or two." Izanami's eyes narrowed, glaring at the blonde in front of her. "As you've probably guessed, this is the Nara's technique called Shadow Imitation." Saying that, Ino lifted up her arm and flexed her fingers, and in turn Izanami did the exact same thing. The pinkette looked at her arm that was raised and watched her own fingers move.

The blonde then moved her other hand, placing both of them in front of her, the pink haired girl doing the same thing, and began to do hand signs. "And this is another little technique that the Nara clan uses," the blonde said, finishing her hand signs. As she did, a shadowed hand had begun to emerge from the Izanami's shadow and slowly wrapped around her leg, which then went round her waist. "And this technique is called Shadow-Neck Binding."

The shadowed hand had now moved up to the other girl's chest, and slowly made it'a way to Izanami's throat. "It's over Izanami," Ino said, smiling confidently. "Once your gone, I can finally leave this place." With that, the shadow hand had made it's way to the girl's neck and began to squeeze, slowly...

...Or it should have done.

Ino's eyes widened as she realized that something was wrong. The shadow hand was just waiting on top of Izanami's throat and wasn't doing anything. Why? Why isn't it working?!

"Poor, poor Ino," Izanami spoke up, a mocking smile. "And here you thought you had me." At first, Ino didn't know what she meant, but when she saw the pinkette slowly begin to move her arms and hands, that was when she understood. The pinkette wasn't really trapped. She just been playing with her the whole time!

Izanami let out a quick shout and the shadow hand immediately withdrew from the pinkette's throat and retracted back to the shadow beneath her feet. The shout had let out a shockwave as well, which caused the blonde to fall back on her backside, her technique undone. When Ino looked up, after falling over, Izanami was already in front of her. The other girl reached out and grasped the collar of Ino's uniform shirt and was lifted up into the air.

"It was fun while it lasted," said Izanami, the blonde giving the girl a glare as she was dangling in the air. "But it's time for the finale." As soon as those words left her mouth, the girl's demonic eyes began to glow brightly and the tomoe marks that were surrounding cat-like slit of Izanami's pupils, began to move around in a circle.

Ino couldn't shift her gaze away from the rotating tomoe marks and for some reason, her vision began to blur. And, before she knew it, all she saw was darkness.

When she woke up, Ino awoke with a start. Her widened eyes looked around her surroundings, and she saw that she was still in the empty city of Konohagakure. What happened? she asked in her thoughts. When she tried to move her body, she noticed that she couldn't. Looking, her eyes widened when she saw that her arms and legs were bound... on a crucifix.

"W-What's going on?!" Ino cried out in a panic. She struggled in vein, trying to get out of her restraints but with no succession.

"Awake are we?"

A voice brought back Ino's attention and she gazed forward. On the ground was a swirling pool of darkness and coming from it was most likely the reason why she was on this crucifix. Izanami smiled up at Ino, her eyes amused of the spectacle in front of her.

"What's going on?!" she demanded to know. "Why am I on this thing?!"

"Didn't I already tell you? It's the finale," she said, swinging something small around with her pointer finger. The blonde saw that it was a kunai. "I see that you've noticed." The pinkette stopped spinning the small metallic object and grasped it firmly. "I'll admit it's not my weapon of choice," she continued, walking toward the blonde, "but for this, it will do." She stopped just right in front of the bound up girl. Ino had a sick feeling in her stomach about what was going to happen next, but she couldn't help herself to asking the question.

"Do for what?"

Izanami smirk wickedly, and without saying anything, she thrust her hand with the kunai forward and into the blonde's left hand. Once again Ino's eyes widened and slowly, turned her gaze to her left. She saw the kunai pierce her hand deeply, as it poked through the other side and that was when her brain had caught up to what had just happened. Her blue orbs grew smaller as she saw blood beginning to seep through the wound and down her hand.

Pain, that she had never felt before, had suddenly assaulted her, and Ino let out a high pitch scream. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

The blonde then suddenly awoke again. Her breathing was heavy, like she just woken up in bed from a nightmare. She frantically looked at her surroundings and sure enough she was still in the empty streets of Konohagakure. He arms and feet were still bound by the crucifix she was on, and when she look at her left hand, Ino was surprised to see that there was no wound. Was that an illusion? she thought. She could still feel the pain from the blade penetrating her hand, so she knew that it wasn't a nightmare. So why did the wound on her hand heal?

"How are you feeling?" asked a very familiar underworldly voice. Ino shot a look at the smug smile that Izanami had on her face. Again she was swinging a kunai with her pointer finger.

"What's happening?!" she asked, slightly more desperate than demanding.

"Must I repeat myself?" she asked cocking an eyebrow.

"It's the grande finale."

The blonde had lost count at how many times her eyes had widened, but she couldn't help it this time. Ino turned to look to her right side and there she saw another set of demonic eyes and pink hair. There were now two them, and this one also had a kunai swinging from her pointer finger. What the hell was going on?!

"Awwwww, she looks terrified," the Izanami that just joined, spoke.

"I can't blame her really," said the other.

"Why?" Ino found herself asking. "Why are there now two of you?!"

"It's because you looked into my eyes," they both said in unison.

"And because you did," Izanami number one continued, "you're now stuck here with me. Oh and one more thing. Time runs differently here. For every second that goes by in the Human Realm, is an hour in this place." A chill ran down Ino's spine when she heard those words. That could only mean one thing. "In other words, you're going to be here for a while," she cackled. Fear suddenly struck the blonde haired girl like a bolt of lightning, as she watched the two Izanami's make their way towards the her.

"W-Wait!" Ino cried out. "What are you going to-?!" Before she could finish her sentence, the two pinkette's thrust their kunais into both of the blonde's hands. She felt the cold metal blades penetrate her flesh once more and she let out another cry of pain, as hot crimson began to pour down her hands.

Yet again, Ino's eyes snapped wide open, her breathing heavier than the last time. She quickly check her hands, and sure enough again, they were healed, not even a scar was left behind.

"Hi~"

For once in her life, Ino really wanted to cry. In fact, she could feel her eyes begin to water. Standing in front of her were now three, Izanami's. They all looked at her with amusement in their stares, like she was just a toy to play with. Without even saying a word, the three pinkette's made their way towards the blue eyed Demon Hunter. Two out the three went for the same place, Ino's hands, while the third went for somewhere different. She had thrust the dagger in the pony-tailed girl's abdomen, and instead of a scream, Ino let out a harsh gasp, blood coming out from her mouth.

When her eyes snapped open the fourth time, like the other three times, all her wounds were healed and addition Izanami was created. This happened over again and again, and again. Each time she came back, except for the new addition, the other demonic eyed girl's would stab the same place, while the new one would find somewhere else pierce.

When it came to the tenth time, Ino had begun to beg the pinkette to stop. Tears were falling from her eyes and down her cheeks as she wept, asking Izanami to kill her and end her suffering. But the girl laughed, as did the others, and it echoed in her head as they all continually stabbed the defenseless pony-tailed girl.

When it came to the twentieth time, Ino's eyes had lost their light. Her throat had become hoarse over the constant crying and begging she had been doing, but still to no avail. They continued to stab the girl, getting a kick out of it and there was nothing Ino could do except just let it happen. She had given up all hope.

She didn't know how long it had been since she came into this world, into Haruno Sakura's mind, and she had lost count on how many times she had been stabbed. But just by looking at the amount of Izanami's that were now surrounding her, she could only assume that it was a lot. She had long given up on the idea of getting out of here. The pain had started to become less painful, up to the point that she felt numb from the pain. One of the Izanami's, which Ino could only assume was the main one, let out a tired sigh.

"This is starting to get slightly boring now," she commented, inspecting her kunai. She held it for a few more moments, before she threw the thing away. "I think it's about time to step it up."

Putting her hand out, black flames suddenly engulfed Izanami's left demonic arm and it soon travelled to the palm of her hand and materialized her scythe. "I wonder," she continued. "If we sliced her into pieces, how much would that hurt... mentally?" Those words brought life back into the blonde's blue orbs. Her ears then pick up on the voices of the other Izanami's that were around her, and one by one, they too summoned out a scythe.

"Oh, that's a good idea."

"I wonder what her screams would sound like."

"That idea sounds so exciting."

After each little comment was made, another scythe would appear, until every single Izanami had one in hand. All their demonic gazes looked at Ino, their wicked smiles clearly visible on their faces, obviously enjoying their fun.

No... I don't want to die... Ino thought honestly. Even though she would be brought back again and again, she knew that she wouldn't be able to cope with all the trauma. She closed her eyes tightly, the water gathering up in her eyes as she did, and for the first time, in a long time, Ino prayed. She knew even that was pointless, but she had run out of things she could possibly think of. Someone. Anyone. Please help me!

That was when a spark flashed through the blonde Demon Hunter's mind and she sensed something coming this way, and the blonde opened her eyes. The Izanami's must have sensed something as well because they all seemed to had stopped. The power that she was sensing was coming from up above and she and all the copies looked up, only to see something come crashing down near the speed of sound. All the pinkette's jumped away, and the moment they did, the thing that came down landed in front of the blonde, a dust covered cloud filling the area.

Ino began to cough as some of the dust had landed in her face, entering through her nose and mouth. When it finally cleared up, the blue eyed girl saw someone that shouldn't have been possible to see.

Very familiar pink hair, and wearing the uniform of Konoha High School for Girls. A gauzed wrapped left arm that held a blue tinted, silver metal scythe. The person was none other than pink haired girl herself.

Haruno Sakura!

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