Yosh! Finally I got the next one out horray! ~(-.-)~ ~(-.-)~. So today I lost my phone and the office lady got really offended that I had a nipple with a smiley face for my wallpaper. I laughed my ass off. Anyways. So this chapter is a decent size, a lot a lot of gore. So I feel as though I should give you people some music to listen to while you read. So your choice if you wanna listen. Today I choose German rock music (I obsess over German stuff…)
Tis called "Ich Will Brennen" (I want to burn) by ASP. Enjoy!! .com/watch?v=RtZFU5jJSFg
We all were forced to migrate ten miles in the freezing ass cold to some secret fortress place. It all seemed a little pointless to me, why do men always need to have a million women slaves? And why were non of these girls attacking the guys anyways? But instead of boiling over the subject, for once I decided to make a strategy. Get inside, make sure all the peeps I was supposed to save were safe. Then one by one kill the guards.
Made sense to me at least… and I couldn't come up with anything better, considering my situation and brain.
There was a tiny girl next to me all alone. Of course she was bawling her eyes out, poor thing. Though I'm not very good with kids I couldn't just stand there and not do anything. Even though everyone was doing it… jackasses….
I picked the small girl up. She had striking bright red hair and very pale skin, almost like mine. She looked up with the prettiest emerald eyes I had ever seen, though they were filled with fear, sadness and panic. My one bland white eye probably wasn't very heart warming unfortunately but it would do to let her know I was going to take her in.
"Hey, man up. With me here we're going to be fine." I grinned. She didn't smile back but looked away shyly.
"I'm Henteko by the way. But you go ahead and call me whatever you want." more silence. Damn girl was making it harder on herself by being so damn quiet.
"Like poop head, or butt-face. Seriously anything you can think of." I heard her giggle.
"Frog breath?" she asked quietly.
"Frog breath!? Man your mean!" I laughed. "Just kidding, yeah you can call me frog breath."
That's how my relationship with the little girl started. I found out her name was Yuki, which made me laugh. She looks nothing like snow. If my baby came out with fiery red hair I would not name her Yuki. That's just being a stupid.
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We were finally inside of the big fortress. There was about 75 of us ladies just standing around.
"Is that your kid?" One man poked me in the stomach with his sheath. I was so close to breaking that sheath up in his ass, but I remembered my plan and tried to keep my cool.
"Yes." I decided that would be the smartest idea. Most likely they would keep her with me.
"If you let go of her then she's lost forever." The guy grumbled.
"EVERYONE MAKE A SINGLE FILE LINE!" We were paraded like cows walking into the slaughter house. Even more like slaughter houses, our rooms were small metal cells which held only a small pot for reliving ourselves and a bowl of water to drink.
The place smelt horrible. There must have been rotting corpses in this prison, maybe in a neighboring cell. It was absolutely dreadful.
I leaned against the cold stone wall. My silk cover was the only thing keeping me somewhat warm. Yuki sat next to me, unaware of what to do. She was so awkward all the time. Just how I used to be when I was a kid, but I could help her with that.
I pulled her next to me and draped my silk robe thing over her shoulder as well.
"You can lean against me, its fine." I told her, yawning myself. It didn't matter what happened to me in my sleep. If I died, I died in sleep. didn't matter if I was sleeping.
Little Yuki fell asleep quickly. Though it wasn't even sunset yet. Though made sense that her small body could only take so much walking before getting exhausted. I decided to rest up a bit before attacking anyone. Low and behold I fell asleep.
I awoke to being kicked in my side. I was not feeling cheerful in the least. An ugly guy with rotting teeth was kicking me super hard in the ribs. It didn't hurt too bad but was annoying as hell. Quickly even in my dazed, groggy condition I grabbed his leg and bit down as hard as I could. Yuki was startled awake by the man's scream. The sound cause me to jump up and put my hand around his mouth to stifle it. Then in less then a second he was dead, by a little twist of the wrist.
It was absolutely disgusting how many women were locked up in these cages. Some looked horribly beaten, bruised and almost to the brink of death. A few were in fact unfortunately dead.
I went down the corridor with the ugly dead guy's keys unlocking every rusted door. Though I didn't want them to go crazy and get us all in trouble so they were ordered to stay behind me, some wouldn't listen so I threatened to kill them, which I really didn't like to threaten the poor things. Work is work though.
Yuki found her real mom and I left her to be taken care of.
Guards were at the front laughing at something, their metal armor looked fragile compared to my fists. Quietly I walked up to the first one and twisted their neck. Hell rose, the other man screamed like a baby and tried to attack me. I managed to get punched in the nose, but other then that I was much better off then the pile of man at my feet. I took their swords and lead the immense group of women down the next hall.
A loud ringing filled our ears, some cowered to the sound, others cried. The cold stone walls seemed to border us in, like some sort of cold gray grave. Waves of men came at us. I handed a girl to my left my second sword.
"Protect whoever you can!" I didn't wait for any of the guys to talk I straight ran into the crowd slashing madly, I could feel the fire in my veins making my head spin and my mind go crazy.
This was going to be a massacre. I could smell it already.
Blood covered every inch of me by the time I was hacking up the seventh person. I had two wounds, because although I was a good fighter I wasn't invincible. Another, and another. Dead. A stinging pain in my shoulder. I was stabbed again. How long could I last in this predicament?
A big fight also took place in my head. Weather to take my eye patch off. I would definitely win with it. But still, it also has its own risks.
Finally after the fifth wound I pulled the patch off my right eye and threw it on the floor stabbing yet another man. My eye sparkled in the light, the white orb of diamond which held a depressed filled iris of onyx, it was a very expensive piece of body art. My left eye closed.
Everything was slow motion, every fiber in every cloth, every pore in every face, I could see. No longer blind I could fight efficiently.
Slicing was a bit hard without my own katana which was I had given to Kakashi, the one I stole wasn't nearly as sharp or as beautiful. I watched each face turn from anger or giddiness to pain, sadness, loss. I could see every emotion radiating off their aura, the bright red anger, the deep blue sorrow and pain. Then, in the very back a whole other sight appeared.
It was a bright radiant blue which reached the ceiling it was so immense. A pang of fear ran quickly through my veins like electricity. Blood flew up like backwards rain into the air where the blue blob was. Then like parting water a big flash of light and a long row of men were thrown into the air, electricity streamed from Kakashi's hand. He was attacked again, this time thrown to the ground, I sliced the man who threw him and quickly helped him to his feet.
It was Impossible to fight to help him and only him. I had a large group of women to protect. So I had to turn my back and run to slash at all the attackers of the girls.
The walls were stained crimson and it was hard not to trip on the immense amount of bodies.
That sickening, exciting, murderous feeling that came when I felt the metal go through skin and muscle, the squeezing wheezing sound. The exotic felling of sending someone away. So addicting that I could drink the ecstasy of it for days.
Forcing myself out of my craziness I made sure my group was safe, the majority was attacking Kakashi and I now, which I didn't mind at all.
Gasping, I watched as another ten bodies fell into the pile of corpses. The metallic smell was overwhelming but delightful at the same time.
Finally we finished, my breath leaving me in heavy gasps. Blood staining every inch as though I went swimming in an ocean of it. Of course when I though I was done I was pushed down from behind me.
I felt a blade go through my abdomen and slowly slide out. My scream pierced the room of bodies, high and shrill. Kakashi's horrified look was all I could see, the person on my back wasn't any concern of mine anymore. The pain, somewhat tremendous didn't keep me down though at the same time. I picked myself up and jumped back next to my silver haired companion.
The man who stabbed me had long dark brown hair and evil looking, narrowed, black eyes. I allowed myself to lean against the stone wall behind me. I could feel my scarlet life-force seeping from the wound. I tried wrapping it as tight as I could. That was all I could do for the moment though.
Kakashi and the man clashed, lighting the room with a flash. Almost as quick as I, he reveled his own eye. A beautiful deep red color with a striking design around the iris. So intercate and detailed. It started spinning in a unique manner and I must admit it was the most magnificent thing I have ever experienced. A trance was brought upon me, efficiently distracting me from the pain.
I watched as he copied each and every move of the enemy, putting his own attacks in when the other man was hesitating. The fight was over. Kakashi blew the head right off the guy with his electricity thing. He stumbled a little and turned back to me, his eye still out. I took in every little detail of the beautiful thing, it was even more stunning then my jeweled eye. I was almost lured enough to go right out and pluck it from his head.
Though I thought of my life at the moment. That is hardly any thanks for saving me for the 2nd time.
"Are you ok?" He asked, sweat beaded on his face. I nodded.
"I'll live, didn't hit anything important." I peered down at the wrap around my stomach that was now covered in blood.
The big group of women were laughing, crying and being all happy in their new freedom. Thank God it was over, don't know how many more gaurds I could kill. The place was almost impossible to walk through, the piles of bodies and parts wasn't a nice path to get over. Good thing I was by the door
Meine blute
Meine man
