-1Blood ran down Sakura's arms as she struggled in her restraints. The rust incrusted bindings where stronger then anything she had known, and what was worse was that they where eating any chakra that she summoned. Escape by her own means it seemed was useless.
"Relax Sakura-chan, I have a plan to get us out of here." Kakashi murmured like he was half asleep.
"Care to let me in?" she said, still struggling against her shackles.
"Not yet, but save your energy." this only resulted in a disgruntled snort from the pink-haired medic.
"Well you better put it into action soon Kakashi-kun, we don't know how long before they kill us."
There was a rustle of chains as Kakashi moved his head to get a better look at her, "They wont kill us, at least not yet anyway."
"How can you be so sure?" she hissed, the pain from her writs starting to set in.
"We are of more use to them alive," he said matter-of-factly, "if they can get me to dance the black spiral and turn me over to the Wyrm, they would then have hold over Konoha."
"But what good would it do them? I mean with Tsunade-shishou as Hokage they wont be able to do much."
"Your right, they wont be able to do much at first," he sighed, "but they have time on there side, if they could turn me into a Black Spiral then the Wyrm would be allowed to run rampant in the village."
"So your saying we would be faced with a disease far worse the what we where getting from the tainted food?"
"No," his voice was solemn, like he hated even thinking about what could happen, "powerful Wyrm spirits called Banes would start to posses people and turn them into Fomor, you have met them before, they where the things that attacked us on the night of my First Change. The Banes would go after members of the counsel and through them take over then I…"
"It would be only a matter of time - less then a year acutely - to turn every last Konoha shinobi into a Fomor puppet," the damned Garou Zakmive laughed, he had been checking in on them about every hour or so, making sure that they had not died, "pretty cool plan eh?"
"To bad it will never work!" Kakashi snarled at him, "I would die ten times over before I would join you!"
The Dancer shook his head, "Really man, I thought you would come up with a better line then that, do you know how tiered I get of hearing that! I guess you have not seen the true enlightenment the Wyrm can offer you."
"Save me your speech," Kakashi spat.
"I plan on it man, I'm not here to talk to you." he said with a crooked grin as he began to eye up Sakura.
He took his time walking up to her; every movement was set to taunt the chained werewolf. Placing his hand by Sakura's head he leaned agents the wall, taking in every detail of her body he kept that grin on his lips, she would of spat at him if her mouth was not so damn dry. That made her think, when was the last time she drunk or ate anything? Its not like she would of taken anything if offered in this place. But how long had they been there so far? A day? Maybe more? Had Tsunade-shishou got worried and sent a team out to look for them? A hum from Zakmive broke her out of her thoughts.
"Now the question is what do we do with you, Sakura-san," he tilted his head to the side, "far to pretty to make into a Fomor," he trailed a finger lightly over her collarbone, "and it really would be a waste to just make you into breeding stock."
"Get your filthy hands off of me!" she snarled as she tried to move her body away.
"Spirited too it seems," he chuckled darkly, "Yes what to do, you see my big brother really only showed interest in getting him," he nodded in head towards Kakashi, "but what can I do with you now that I have you in my paws eh?" he taped his chin, "yes what to do?"
"Let her go!" Kakashi voce dragged the Black Spiral's attention from the medic, "she has no part in this, and you know even if she told anyone they would not believe her."
Zakmive laughed at his words, "No part? She in Kin! She has every part in this as you or I!" the two werewolves glared at each other for some time before either spoke again, "tell me, Kakashi, has anyone told you of The Impergium? That spiritual scaring of all mankind suffers from even your beloved Kinflock friend here! Has that shit-licker Caller told you what real monsters we truly are?!"
Ignoring his own body's protests Kakashi leapt to his feet and lunged at Zakmive, the chains pulled taught but where held firm by they're bindings embedded into the wall. He would of most likely passed out from pain by now if he was human, but his anger, his Rage, his hate, all of it kept him going all be it a bit uncontrolled. His Garou mind was set, he would pull on his chains, and snap at his tormentors from now to Apocalypse come and continue doing so in whatever age came after. The Dancer seemed to enjoy dragging up Garou history to vex Kakashi, to try and make the Shadow Lord hate himself.
"Kakashi stop!" Sakura yelled at him, "you're only hurting yourself!"
But her cry did not seem to register in the copy-nin's mind; he was too far-gone for her to pull him to his senses now. Purely focused on Zakmive he seemed blind to his ex-student.
"I'm a Thurge man, the spirits tell me what that damned shit-licker has let you in on, at the moment your only acting like this as you don't want to hear my voice," he looked at Sakura, "but something tells me that you would be interested in knowing yeah?"
Kakashi had stopped clawing at the ground in an effort to get closer to his target. The silver, Kakashi realised was not only damaging on a physical level.
Zakmive turned his body so he was mostly facing Sakura, like he was planning of talking to her and ignoring the shinobi born wolf, "The Impergium was a massacre of human kind carried out by the Garou! A cull of the young and old alike for three thousand years!" he laughed, "I wish I could have been there," he loved the look on the medics face at that moment, the look of shock and horror, "but that's not all. When that culling came to an end we started the War of Rage, you see the other shape shifting races would not take us seriously when we told them we are the best, so we simply killed them!"
"That's enough pup!" a deep, lupine voice barked.
A large black dire wolf casually walked into the room, it was instantly recognised by Sakura as the wolf that stood over her when the pack had come to kidnap her. Its large bat-like ears twitched like it was picking up unheard sound and clenched in its mouth was another wax seal, exactly the same as the other one that was resting not to far from Kakashi. The wolf dropped the seal by the copy-nin and trigged the same reaction as before, Kakashi fell to his side as his body asserted itself in its lupine form. The loss of his own body's movement make him curl up, his tail now covering his face, looking nothing more then a huddled up ball of fur and silver chain.
"Your only to make sure they don't die, and that they don't brake before he gets back." the black wolf growled at Zakmive.
"Common man, its so dull here, at least allow me to have some fun with her." he nodded his head towards Sakura.
The wolf picked up the old wax seal in his jaws, and with one swift movement of its head, throws it at the cocky Dancer, hitting him on the temple. Zakmive staged back and cursed.
"Your forgetting your place pup! You may well be the Alpha's brother, but I am the Beta in this pack!" it snapped.
Zakmive just put his hands up, "Take it easy man, I was only kidding."
The bat-eared wolf snorted at the human form werewolf before turning its attention back to the copy-nin, "So this is Shingetsu no Kiba? I was expecting something more."
Kakashi moved his tail so it was no longer covering his face; "My name is Kakas…" he was cut off when the black wolf smacked him across the face.
"You still hold on to your human name?" the wolf slammed its paw down on Kakashi's neck, chocking the copy-nin, "you really are a fool! You are not human, it would be wise to shed any link to them."
"I'd.. rather… be a fool.. Then an insane.. Inbred like.. You!" Kakashi growled through gritted teeth.
The bat-eared wolf chuckled, "Insane? The concepts of sanity and insanity are legalist terms developed by humans for the judication of men through the vehicle of human law. We are not human, and therefore we are not subject to there laws!" he them removed his paw from Kakashi's neck, "I am Shingetsu no Tsume." he growled.
"So the fang and claw of the new moon eh? Sounds almost prophetic," Zakmive grinned, "even though the fang is not looking so sharp down there," the Dancer the looked up and clicked his fingers, "that's it!" he then pointed at Sakura, "when he dies we can give you his skin and make you into a full Garou!"
"Zakmive!" Shingetsu no Tsume barked, "that's enough! Now shut up before I claw off something you cant grow back!"
"All right, all right," he sighed, "did you wake up with a flea in your ass or something this morning?"
The bar-eared wolf just snorted and make his move to leave, Zakmive sighed and started to follow him, disappointed that his fun was cut short.
Zakmive stopped when he passed Kakashi, waiting till the black wolf had left and the click of his claws on stone had faded he began to speak, "In the war, us Garou killed off three of the other shifting breeds," his voice seemed odd for him, it held none of the glee that it normally had when he spoke of destruction, "one of them was the were-bats, they where completely hunted down and destroyed by one tribe. The Shadow Lords, how does it feel Kakashi? To know that your tribe has commuted genocide, how does it feel to know that you are a part of that?"
"Kakashi has no part in that! It happened a long time ago right!" Sakura yelled.
"I'm sorry Sakura-san, but as your not a Garou you wont understand," there was something in his tone of voice that told her he was being sincere about that last statement, or maybe she just imagined it. He make his way to the door but instead of leaving, he closed and barred it from the inside, "ah that's right I wanted to have a chat with you," he racked his hand through his black spiky hair as he made his way back over to her, "I have a offer for you," he rested his forearm on the wall above Sakura's head, "join me."
Sakura looked up at him, he face was only inches away from hers, and there bodies would touch if either of them took a deep breath.
"Don't say anything yet," he said, his warm breath was odourless, "all we have said since you where dragged here is Kakashi this and Kakashi that, well screw him! I'm asking you what do you want? Do you really want to blindly follow along with him?" Sakura blinked at him, not really knowing what to say, "I know that he is never really there for you, he keeps calling you weak, putting down your skills as a ninja. But I have to say, you imprested the hell out of me when you broke my jaw," he rubbed his jaw like it still hurt, even though it healed about 3 seconds after it was damaged, "I'm asking you if you want to come with me, you don't have to fight if you don't want too, just be by my side."
Sakura bit her lip and looked down at the ground, making sure her eyes did not fall on Kakashi, who had remained quite so far, not even a growl from the copy-nin. Zakmive saw the hesitation in her eyes, the confusion.
"Don't worry, there will be no supernatural stuff done on you," it surprised him how badly he wanted Sakura to join him, "just a yes and we walk out of this room together, you and I."
"And if I want to fight? What if I want to show them how strong I really am!" she said, her vivid green eyes now met Zakmive's brown ones.
His lips twitched into a smile, "Then we would help train you, you would be able to bring anyone too there knees," he leaned in closer, "even that brat Sasuke." his lips brushed her ear as he spoke the last part.
Sakura's eyes widened at the mention of her crush's name, or more precisely, overpowering him.
"I wont be possessed or anything?" she inquired.
"Nope." the Black Spiral Dancer smiled.
"Ok." she whispered.
Zakmive could not stop himself grinning from ear to ear, he wanted so much to gloat at Kakashi, rub it in his face that his beloved student left him, but that would wait till later. With a nodded he kneeled down in front of her and removed her feet from the shackles, using his own healing energy to clean up her ankles. Standing up he let his fingers trail up her smooth legs as he went, and making sure his body was firmly pressed against hers as he raised his arms up to undo the restraints around her wrists, he undid them one at a time, slowly lowering the arm whilst letting that healing energy flow into her shoulder, taking care of any cramps that may of set in from having her arms held high above her for so long. He brought her bloodied and painful wrist to his lips and placed a light kiss there, healing all her wounds.
Sakura blushed slightly and looked away, "T-Thank you Zakmive-sama."
"Sama?" he raised an eyebrow, "I like that." he whispered to her as he leaned in again to free her other arm.
He stepped away from her to allow the pink haired ninja to move freely, but it was not long before Zakmive put his hands on her hips to pull her towards him. Kakashi stared at them wide-eyed, but still managed to keep his Sharingan eye closed, his mouth slightly a gasp. He wanted to say something, but no words would come to him. One of Zakmive's arms snaked its ways around to Sakura's back, her arms where now firmly around his neck as he pulled her in for a kiss, his lips did not feel cold like Sakura imagined they would. The Black Spiral wanted to deepen the kiss so badly, but he would leave that for later, when it was only her and him.
"S-Sakura, don't do this!" it was not what Kakashi really wanted to say, but it was all his mind could come up with.
"Don't worry Kakashi," she smiled, her eyes never leaving Zakmive as she placed her hand on the side of his face. The Dancer gave a sigh of content as he snuggled his face into her hand, "I know exactly what I'm doing."
With that she then dug her thumb into Zakmive's right eye, she felt the orb burst under the force, a mix of blood and other fluids leaking out of the socket and down her arm. The Dancer screamed in pain as she removed her hand, balling it in to a fist she landed a chakra-imbued punch to the face. She then quickly made her way to Kakashi's side, snapping the small leather strap that held the muzzle on with ease.
"Destroy the seal!" he barked when he face was free of the wretched silver.
"Got it!" she did not use any chakra to destroy it, even with its enchantments, it was only a lump of wax.
"Sakura! Look out!" she heard Kakashi yell before a body was slammed into her, followed by the distinct sound of something sharp ripping through flesh.
She opened her eyes, not realising she had closed them, to find her face buried in the back of Kakashi's shirt. He had pushed her out of the way and taken Zakmive's attack, the human form copy-nin lie next to her; four fresh wounds ran across his body from his left collarbone to his right hip. Snapping into medic mode she made a few hand signs and tried to stop the bleeding, forcing the green healing chakra into the wounds, but she was stopped when then large hand on Zakmive's war form enveloped her hands and jerked her off the ground.
The black werewolf snarled at her as he pulled her up to eye level, blood oozed out of that hollow eye socket making the fur stick flat to his face, he brought a claw up to her face, "An eye for an eye, bitch!"
Sakura grinned evilly at him, before her form was shrouded in smoke for a second, "Don't get so cocky, brat!" Kakashi grinned through his mask; he had used a replacement to swap him and Sakura.
The copy-nin opened up his Sharingan eye. The appearance of the pupil and tomoe had changed, it looked somewhat like a pinwheel, Kakashi had activated his Mangekyo Sharingan. Time and space started to warp around unnaturally, Zakmive could not move as he felt his body start to strain from the effect of the jutsu, the Black Spiral yelped in pain as his arm was severed cleanly off dropping Kakashi to the ground. The limb twitched as it turned back into a normal human arm.
"What the hell was that!!" he growled as he grasped at the bloody stump, the only thing left of his right arm, "how the hell did you do that!"
"What's the matter? Can't grow your arm back?" Kakashi mocked him.
"Fuck you! Fuck you man! Ill fucking kill you!" he howled.
Kakashi channelled his chakra to his right hand, followed by the summoning of that filmier blue light and the crackle of electricity, "Raikiri!" he yelled as he lunched himself at the frenzied werewolf. There was no mercy in his attack as he felt his hand pass through the Dancer's black heart, a boom of thunder filled the room as Zakmive's heart exploded in his chest, his head fell forwards allowing a river of blood to flow from his mouth.
Kakashi pulled his arm free as the corpse fell back, his arm was covered thick with blood, and an odd blue flame shimmered around his hand. Clenching his fist Kakashi absorbed it into his body, he would have to find that Magpie and thank him for this ability, the ability to steal his opponents supernatural gifts and use them himself. The howling of the other dancers was growing close; the barred door would give them some time but not a lot.
"Are you ok Sakura?" he turned to her as she was brushing herself off.
"I'm fine, but how do we get out of here?"
Large dents where now forming on the door at the Wyrmish werewolves hammered on it relentlessly, Kakashi pulled Sakura towards him, guiding her arms around his neck and telling her to wrap her legs around him as well, normally she would of argued with him but these where far from normal circumstances. His shirt was sodden with blood that made holding onto him harder, he placed her hand onto the back of her head and gently got her to hide her face in the crock of his neck, now it was time to try out this new, stolen, gift.
"Don't let go of me, and don't open your eyes till I say so." he felt her nod agents her neck.
Sakura tightened her grip on him as it felt like someone had dumped cold water on them, the sounds faded as she felt him tighten his hold on her.
"It's time to go home." he whispered as he started running.