Sorry about not uploading the new chapter I promised. There will also be another chapter this Saturday. Gaara will be a bit OOC, so will Death. I also come up with a better name for the leader guy of the wind village's ambush squad. His name is now Hoshi :).
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto in any way, shape, or form. If I did, it would've been a hardcore yaoi series.
(Gaara's POV: Flashback)
I looked at the strange girl, watching as she looked around, uncomfortable. "Leave," I ordered my men, wanting her to be comfortable enough to give me answers. Hoshi stood up yelling, "But Kazekage," apparently untrusting of her. "Leave," I spoke quickly again. I hated repeating myself.
The sand began to shift, responding to my annoyance with him. Hoshi sensed it to. Before leaving, I saw him glare at Lynn. I remembered when she told me her name back at the desert's border. I noticed one of my men, Ken was close to Lynn the whole while.
How could he have not been afraid of her, with the questionably large chakra signature she had. I saw him send a nervous smile to her. After he was gone, I cleared my throat to get her attention. She turned her attention to me, a look of seriousness on her face.
"Explanation," I calmly stated.
"I died," she stated. "Then I was brought back to life in this strange, new world. I was shocked that this girl was lying to me and apparently, it showed on my face. I quickly looked at her in disbelief. "Don't lie to me. Who are you? Where are you from? Are you a spy?" I asked these questions all at once.
"My name is Lynn as I told you. I'm from Oregon, Georgia and no I'm not a spy." She finished quickly, answering all my questions. "I believe you're lying," I replied, annoyed. She seemed to sense my annoyance. "I'm not lying she stated." "Yes you are. If you don't tell me now." I will kill you where you sit." I growled angrily, narrowing my eyes.
"I'm not," she stated once more.
Sand crystals flew at her, my rage began to show. I watched as she winced, as she was cut by them. Her bandages on her arms begin to rip, partial her clothing. Walls of sand surrounded her as I intended to kill her.
Somehow she wasn't hurt as I saw black thorns surround her and a red glowing. It looked and reminded me so much of a heartbeat. My eyes widened at the sight. Something was wrong, oh so very wrong.
She then passed out.
I watched as she lay there on the floor, bloody. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black figure appear from nowhere. I took a defensive stance, confused as I watched the black figure approach Lynn and bend forward to her. It didn't come for me, but for her. Was this Death? I thought.
No it couldn't be. It had to be something more. It was something dark, sinister. I could feel those two auras coming from it, very strongly too. I began to choke from it.
"Little one," I heard it speak with a feminine voice at Lynn.
She moved a little, but gave no other response what-so-ever. "Sleep," I heard Death whisper, then touch Lynn's cheek, before turning to me. It was nothing more than a black, disfigured form. Suddenly taking on a shape, I could see that it was a woman. A woman with short white, neck-length hair, red eyes, a scar, and a black cape that seemed to have a life of its own. "Hello," she spoke emotionlessly, looking into my eyes.
I still choked from the auras, grabbing my neck, trying to take a breath of air. She seemed to notice, lowering those dangerous auras, only giving way to a calm, but dark aura. I could breathe. "Who? What are you?" I gasped out. "Death, the receiver of souls," she replied. "No you couldn't be," I told her.
"How can I see you? Why are you here?"
"I am Death itself. You just choose not to believe me." Death told me, the emotionless eyes of hers, not giving away a thing as she spoke. "I chose for you to see me, I'm here because I want to be. We need to talk, just you and me," Death spoke seriously.
I nodded my head in response, but I didn't trust Death for one minute.
I gave her a suspicious look as Death seemed to shrug it off. "As you know," Death began seriously. "Lynn is a stranger, but she is not off this world as I have told you. She's special, so very special." I nodded, understanding as I watched her display some strange power. "Why is she here? What and who is she? I need answers now." I demanded these things of Death.
"Lynn killed herself." Death started. "I had been avoiding her for some time, because these past 10 years, she has been desperately searching for me." My eyes widened. "Why?" I asked. "Her best friend was killed in front of her eyes, protecting her. She was supposedly some kind of monster."
I frowned in confusion.
Death continued. "Ever since Lynn was born, there was something about her that made her special, different from the others." I nodded understanding. Her parents knew it too, her adoptive parents that is. They knew of her, even before she was born. She grew up hated, beaten, revered, and feared."
"She was lonely, lost. But a little boy named Damon came along. He became her friend when no one else would. He saved her, wiped away her tears, and protected her. But It all came to an end." Death spoke gravely.
On Lynn's 7th birthday, Damon and her were playing. Her parents came out looking for her to beat her. Damon saw this coming and stood in front of her protecting her. He was beaten."
I was shocked and angered. She's the same as me, I thought.
"Indeed, but there's more," Death stated softly. "Damon's parents came over and saw what was happening. They also hated Lynn and feared her. They took up knives and began to stab their son to death."
"So she was beaten while he was being stabbed," I finished for death, figuring out the rest.
"Yes." Death replied. "She watched him die."
I glanced at the unconscious raven-haired girl as she lain on the floor. "Years later it got much worser, uglier for her. She was driven over the edge, the death of her friend finally catching up with her, as she had dreams of him every night."
"So that's what pushed her to look for you all those years?" I asked. I didn't even need an answer for that as not one came. "I finally came for her, giving in to her cries, seeing that nothing was getting better. So now I brought her here so she could start over, do something with her life." Death looked at me with a look so full of caring for the girl. "Please take care of her." I'm not sure," I replied, the sudden weight of carrying for a girl who struggled was thrusted upon me. "But I will be able to at least protect her, I complied.
Death's face went back into that dead serious look again.
(Back to the room)
Finally breaking the silence, "C'mon I'll be able to get you something to wear from my sister Temari," I told Lynn, who turned to me and nodded.
Like a stage actor on point, Temari burst in the room, giving Lynn the nastiest glare she could muster up. Before I could say a word, a gust of wind blew from Temari's large fan, sending Lynn into a wall. She hit the wall with a loud thunk and slid down unconsciously, leaving a trail of blood.
Sorry about any grammer mistakes, but I will go back over this chapter and correct any that I have made. Please read and review. Honest criticism is always accepted and very much appreciated :). No B.S.