He rarely was given time to experience any peace at all. His life was filled with assignments that portrayed compulsion and savagery. Violence, destructiveness, and bloodshed were his meaning of life.
His mismatched eyes scoured over the green scenery. He didn't feel anything at the moment, but that was every day for him. Whenever he killed, he felt nothing. Whenever he finished each assignment that was given to him, he could only take a grip of dullness within his chest. Nothing changed within him. He couldn't feel, and that was the absolute truth.
Kakashi knew that this mission that the Sandaime Hokage assigned for him would be a handful for him. He takes a glimpse of the picture of the girl once more. Her eyes seemed dull and filled with evasiveness. She had the same misleading expression brimming upon her angelic face. Her appearance was so very similar to his. The overcast of an individual… she seemed as if she had been through so much.
He tucks the picture within his weapon pouch and continued to dart forwards to his destination. His mission was to retrieve her? To save her? What was he to save her from? What if she needn't his help?
Kakashi had no idea what he was getting into, but Inu knew all he was to do was to complete the assignment given to him.
Hikari was dragged away once more by the guards after being overthrown and beat senselessly. The guards carelessly threw her back in her prison; her cage.
A wound was opened right above her left eye. The crimson fluid trickled in the crevasse of her nose and eye, and soon dribbled down to the corner of her mouth.
Her tongue was hit with the metallic taste of her blood. Another goddamn day that was faltering her sanity; how long will she be able to handle this before she gave up on her own life?
Her cerulean orbs filled with tears that soon trickled down her celestial face.
Whatever sins she committed, she wanted to be forgiven. She wanted be free again… She wanted to leave this place of hell.
She wanted someone to save her.
Hikari continued her soft sobbing and self-pitying session. She was hurt mentally as well as physically. The people in the prison treated her like an animal, maybe even lower than that. She was treated like scum.
Her sadness quickly averted to anger. Her dainty hands clenched tightly and she curled in the corner of her contained room. When was it going to stop? When was all of this going to stop? When will she be able to join her people in heaven?
Probably never. Besides, she had stated herself; she was going to hell after she died. After all, she had also had a monster glooming underneath the disguise of her beautiful appearance.
The silver-haired ANBU approached the bastille that towered over the woods. Kakashi adjusts the pack on his back and tucks his hands within his pockets. His mismatched eyes flickered upon the enormous edifice that seemed to be looming over him, waiting for him…
A disdainful smirk crosses his masked face as he unsheathes his katana and advances towards the penitentiary. Within his very soul, a caged beast rattled the bars of its' confined space and roared out for the thirst of blood. The monster within Inu was itching for blood to be shed once more.
"Do you have license and permission to enter the prison, Konoha ANBU?" One of the guards had asked as soon as the silver-haired male reached the entrance of the building. "To enter, you must have prior of adv-"The man's words were cut off as soon as Inu's blade came in contact with his flesh.
Inu's smirk widened into a sinister grin as blood was spilt. He wondered how long it would take for him to get rid of all the annoying guards that were crawling around the prison. The monster howled for more of the crimson liquid to be spilt.
He flicked his blade for the blood to be rid upon his weapon before infiltrating the contained building which held the prize to his mission.
Hikari's eyes fluttered open at the sound of screaming and shouting within the prison. She lifts her head up at the tension of men that were storming to the entrance of the building.
Was it an intruder that broke into the prison? And why would there be an intruder? No single individual dared to visit this hell of a jail, anyways.
Hikari pushes herself up from her fetal position and leaned over the sill of the window. Her palms pressed against the cold slab of stone on the window sill. Her cerulean orbs flitted and her mouth slightly opened as she gasped at the sight of blood splattering amongst the ground form below.
Her heart hammered against her chest and her breathing increasingly grew quicker.
What the actual hell was going on down there?
Hikari moved to push herself from the window; she wanted to avoid violence from the start, yet it was everywhere.
She could hear the terrible screams becoming closer and closer to her room. Was the ominous intruder coming to kill her after all the pleading of her freedom?
She trembles at the abhorrent speculation that ran through her brain. Killed. Was this what the Gods she had prayed to, fulfilling her fateful wish?
Hikari steadies herself, gripping upon the edge of the worn-out mattress that lay near the window. Footsteps carpeted the stone floor and she braced for impact of the individual that would walk in on her and kill her then.
She could hear the abrasive dragging of a blade that scratched along the stone ground. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest right then and there at the mortifying vibrant.
The clicking of the metal door was soon forced open, and Hikari's eyes scoured upon the infiltrator that broke into her containment.
To her surprise, she didn't imagine her trespasser would be quite as attractive.
The individual was a male who was wiry and lean with muscle, which was not quite expected by her. She had considered it to be a burly man with bulging muscles to take her away. The man also had a mop of silver hair and wore the clothing of a Konoha ANBU black ops, as well as a mask that covered from his nose, down.
The only place on the man's physical appearance that had attracted her was the male's eyes.
He possessed such strange eyes. Both orbs contained a different color. His right eye held a dull onyx hue, and his left eye held a terrifyingly crimson glow. He had a large scar that stretched vertically over his strange left eye.
Hikari stared in awe at how the man seemed so attractive, yet it was a sad fate that he came to execute her.
She snapped out from her speculation and gazed with horror as the male flicked his enemies' blood from his katana and bored his mismatched specs on her.
"What the hell are staring at? Get up. It's time to get you out of here."
Author's Note:
It's been a damn while since I last updated, I apologize to my dear readers! School has tired me, and my English is still a little rusty…
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