AN: warning, sexual harassment triggers up ahead.

19
Age: 20

'I'm dead.' Ryou had began saying her final prayers.

She looked around the hovel she was in anxiously. Her chest was rising up and down violently. Her hands clawed at the ground before her nail beds bleeding as she did.
She looked over her shoulder painfully. There really was no way around this one. The sick flute melody continued playing on torturous repeat.

Her last mission had seem simple when assigned to her.
Go to the Sound village and get rid of the target. She was supposed to get rid of some sick incestuous fuck who kept on raping his daughters to give him more daughters and his sons were mysteriously disappearing.
However, the only thing she wasn't counting on was Sound Genjutsu…

"I bet you can close your eyes Hound, but you can't stop yourself from listening!" And with that the villain continued playing a silent flute which locked trapped her in a powerful mind Genjutsu.

Her hands trembled. She had to get out of here. In the many scenarios where Ryou had pictured her death, none involved dying at the hands of a sick pervert with a flute. There was still much to do, she couldn't give up. She felt as if a brick was pressing down on her forehead as she focused all of her energy in ridding of this illusion. Her teeth tightly clenched from the strenuous effort.

"You know what I'm going to do to you? You filthy little bitch." The man crept behind her. She could feel his filthy hands crawling up her calves. He was a pink man with eyes that seemed to pop out of his unshaven, dirty face.
"I am going to use this knife to torture, kill you, and then fuck you with." He hissed. "Or well," He proceeded to loudly place a humiliated smack on posterior. "But since I'm nice, you can choose the order." He added before laughing sadistically. She fought back the tears that were beginning to form in her eyes.

'Focus, focus, focus!'

Both of her hands had been stabbed under the same knife to the floor. Her legs were fully spread apart.

"Aw, don't tell me that I made "The Great Ryou the Impaler" cry?" He cooed moving his hands up to her arms. Unsure of what to do, Ryou tried running. She knew it was a done case. She wasn't even going to bother with begging. She felt a chill breeze her back as the man tore open the back of her Jounin vest. His hands wondered down her back.
She did her best to attempt and ignore the sensation.

'This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real…' She attempted to seek comfort in this nightmare.

"I will savor each one of your screams and pleads as if it was one of my own seed's."

In that moment the ambiance in the Genjustu shifted. It became even more terrifying than before. The air felt cold. The house collapsed around them. Our protagonist only clenched her eyes shut tighter as her tangled hair whipped around her face. A bloody sky hovered over the both of them. It was then that she realized the man had stopped moving his wandering hands. Once again looking over her shoulder she noted his confused expression.
Her senses were numbed by this illusion, everything that happened wasn't actually happening.

It was then that she felt a strange senation boiling in the pits of her stomach. She could feel it gurgling almost like a heartburn sensation. Then she felt it coming up. Creeping up her trachea. The bile. She opened her mouth and out spilled out a long black beak.

She couldn't even muster a proper reaction. Her mouth opened even wider and a black raven flew out. She looked at it horrified. Just what the hell was happening. The raven flew to the skies in perfect circles over her body and the villain's. Many more suddenly joined it. They cawed viciously as they hovered.

"What-what the hell did you do?!" The man suddenly screeched. A feeling of panic and fear suddenly consuming him. Her eyes had turned into abysmal slits. Was? Was she doing this? It certainly wasn't the man. The raven she had spit out suddenly approached her and in its crimson eyes she recognized the Sharingan.

This did not aid in her confusion.

As if from a nightmare the flock of birds suddenly dove in the man's direction and began to peck its eyes out. He flayed his entire body as he attempted to fight off the hostile fowls
The largest one of them, the one with the red eyes suddenly bounced up to her. Throttling in its little bird walk as he approached her face. It curiously cocked its head and looked at her right in the eye.

And just like that it was all gone. The darkness had washed away. The birds and their loud cawing were gone. Just like that she was back in reality. She immediately brought her hands to her broken arm. She hissed as reality hit her. Before her stood Itachi carefully observing her with his pair of ruby red eyes. He wore a Jounin outfit and his eyes casted down on the man that was on the floor immobilized. It's face was fixed in a horrified expression. Eyes were peeled wide open and blank as he starred at the sealing.

"A thousand deaths are not enough to punish what this man has done to you," he stated apathetically holding his hand into a tiger hand sign. Without any hesitation and with anger in his eyes he buried his dagger into the man's throat as slowly as possible. In reaction to the pain he returned to reality. He might have been alive, but his soul was dead.

"Kill me," he pleaded weakly. Just like that he was done for.

"Ryou," Itachi turned to face the woman that sat on her knees in the filthy ground. She cradled her injured arm and hugged her shirt in an attempt to cover herself. "Are you alright?" He asked concerned, despite it, his face remained stoic. That was Itachi for you, serious as ever.
"I broke my arm. Thank you for saving me Itachi. If you had been here a minute later- well.." she sighed.

He simply nodded and began removing his Jounin vest. "Here," he stretched out his hand offering the green vestment. She thanked him once again and covered herself. Flinching she maneuvered her injured arm through the opening.

"We should get going." Was all he said.
"What are you doing here?" She asked intrigued as they left the Sound village. Ryou suggested that they finish the mission and Itachi agreed.

The boy was truly a prodigy, At just 13 he had already been promoted to ANBU captain. Shisui had been so proud of him. They had even held a celebration for him at the Dango shop.

"Genjutsu?" He asked. "That's your weakness." It sounded more like a statement rather than a question.
"Shisui has tried to teach me how to fend them off on several occasions but he performs with mediocre illusions. Says he couldn't torture me with a real Genjutsu."

The man's home was not far away. In his broken down home he kept his many daughters locked inside of one room. The room had no windows and a single piss pot for all fifteen of them. They slept on hay mattresses in the cold floor. Some of his daughter's were impregnated with his incestuous self. Some of the children would be taken to a nearby orphanage. The women cried about the man who would take away their children. They didn't know who he was. All they knew was that he would take all of their sons and brothers away.

"I don't know about you, but this smells like Orochimaru…" Ryou muttered to Itachi as they got ready to return to the village. Ryou had bandaged her arm and kept it hoisted up with a clothe band. "You've heard of his experiments as well?" Itachi turned to look at her surprised. That was top secret confidential information.

"I make it my business to know," she said with her lips drawn into a tight thin line.

They advanced in comfortable silence until Itachi suddenly spoke.

"Ryou, I can train you in Genjutsu." he offered.
Ryou was a little surprised, nonetheless she agreed. "Just don't make me vomit another bird," she half laughed.

He looked at her expecting her terms and conditions.

"I hope you accept a weekly payment of dango." She offered.
"Shisui-san won't mind?"
"Of course not, after all we are going to be family soon," she grinned at his broadly.

The gem wrapped around her finger gleamed in the setting sun.