Hey guys, so here's a new chapter. I'm trying a different writing style this chapter I'm writing it from Marie's point of view. Let me know if you think it's better or if I should just stick with the old writing style.
A/N: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters.
But he never did. My body is shaking, my palms are sweaty and my neck is icy cold. The steel of the triple-bladed scythe presses roughly against my neck. The sharp metal is digging right into my bare skin. But the strange thing is that I don't feel anything at all. I feel no pain, I have no sense of what is happening outside of my head. All I can think about right now is death. I have no desire to die, I desperately want to live. But it feels like I'm experiencing the last few minutes of my life. As if this is the last bit of oxygen I'm ever going to breathe in, the last few liters of blood my heart is ever going to be pumping around in my body.
The worst thing of all is that I have no control of my body at all; I'm suffering from some sort of psychological shock. But that's not so strange, I have as a matter of fact, had more traumatic experiences in the last hour then I've ever had. I've lived a dead life. I wonder why I'm so scared to die; all I've done the past 10 years is die from the inside. I think I've never been alive to begin with. Maybe when I was a little girl, naïve and innocent, unknowing of the hard and destructive world I would face in a couple of years.
Ever since Isaac turned six, started to show signs of high intelligence and became my mother's sweetheart, all I have done is try to live up to my mother's strict and ridiculous expectations. And all I did is fail in her eyes. And the worst part of it, the part I don't get, was why dad left me behind with her. He betrayed his country to work for Russia. He betrayed me, and left me behind with nothing but insecurities about myself and everything. All he has been doing is working on top secret experiments deep down in Russia. All he cares about is money! And he rarely ever contacts me, or Isaac. He and mom shouldn't have had children in the first place; you should do such thing out of love, not because you want to reproduce and make highly intelligent mini versions of yourself.
All I want is to live before I die. I want to hug my father tightly one last time, I want the recognition of my mother, and I want Isaac safely back in this universe not ever living the same life as me. I want to go on a shopping trip in Milan, I want to learn how to surf in Australia, taught by a real aussie. And most of all I want to get drunk and smoke weed at least one time before I die. I know how selfish it sounds, and brain cell destructive, but I want all that before I die!
And out of nowhere I have control of my body again; it feels like I've been out of the real world for a long time but it has only been mere seconds. The images must have flashed through my mind.
"Why can't I fucking sacrifice her to Jashin?" Hidan screams, outraged. His scythe is still pressed against my skin, and I can feel that he started rapidly trembling. But by analyzing his features, I see it's not because he's scared or anything. No, it's because he's losing his temper. He dearly wants to sacrifice me to something insignificant like a god. Gods don't exist; I'm absolutely beyond positive about that! And anyone that murders like it's nothing because of something non-existing should be locked up. In a tight, secure, mental institute, and may they never see daylight again! This is one characteristic of Hidan that really irritates me.
"It's because we need her." The low voice of Kakuzu booms through the nearly empty basement. Of all people to save my ass I would have imagined him to be the last. But on the other hand, it makes sense. Kakuzu is one to act when there is something to gain. Thinking from his point of view, he gains more by letting me stay alive; I could show them how this world works, warn them of the dangers, teach them the rules of this society and help them live, provide them with food and money. I understand his point of view.
"And you, stop over analyzing everything. I've been watching you for a while and all you've done is sink into your own thoughts. It annoys me, stop doing it." Neither was this a shock, Kakuzu is an analytic type, and not one you want to keep waiting.
"Right. You're right . . . I should stop doing that!" All I can do right now is stutter; the man himself makes me more nervous than a whole army of Hidans.
"Talk, save your own ass or I'll let the moron sacrifice you to that idiotic religion of his." My breath stops in my throat. Would he really let the insane person kill me? Of course he would Marie! Think! He's an S-rank killer with a bad temper. If anyone wouldn't give a damn about you dying it would be him. Talk is what I have to do, talk! I can do it! Usually I talk more in situations when I'm nervous.
I take a deep breath and shake my head as far as I can shake it without beheading myself.
"Without me you're doomed. Every single one of you will utterly fail trying to live in this society." I look at the three in front of me. The facial expressions of Itachi and Kakuzu hadn't changed, they were still all emotionless. Kisame on the other hand doesn't like what I just said at all, he has a wide grimace on his face.
"Don't kill me, let me help you survive. Provide you with food and other supplies, and I'll try my hardest to get you back to your own universe. It might take a while, I'm not as smart as my little brother. But I'll try!" I sigh, that was one long and rapidly mumbled sentence. It's a miracle if they even understood what I just said. The silence makes me nervous, no one says a word. They only exchange looks, like they're communicating trough telepathy.
"So . . . what do you guys say? Do we have a deal?" My words don't come out very convincing. I sound more like a Chihuahua with a sore throat. But it seems like my arguments have worked in my favor. I feel the sharp weapon around my neck loosen and disappear and suddenly hear snickering behind me.
"So if we let you stay alive, you'll be our little slave?" I really want to face palm right now. This is the only thing he made out of my little speech? Me being his slave? Not in a hundred years! I'll help them and they won't kill me, it's a compromise! I'm not going to wipe his ass after he takes a dump, I'm not going to massage his feet, I'm not going to anything for him if he keeps acting like that!
"That's th-"
"Great, now get back in the kitchen and cook me some food woman. I'm hungry!" Hidan says, smirking and rubbing his belly. If I was a ninja, I would definitely kick his ass!
"Hidan get back, you'll survive a few more minutes without food. And if you don't, well then, there would be a pleasant silence." I look at Kakuzu and grin. Even without their memory they haven't changed at all. They still act the same towards each other.
"Oi, fuck you dickface!" Hidan reacts. But he listens to Kakuzu anyway and sits down. I can't help but smile. Hidan's reactions can be quite amusing.
"Good, now that I have everybody's attention. I would like to discuss some living matters with you four but first, could someone please untie my wrists? The position I'm in is highly uncomfortable." Itachi slowly approaches me and gently unties my wrists. I was finally able to sit comfortable and rubbed my sore wrists. I wonder how they found something to tie them together. But then again, they are ninjas. I'm positive they are very creative when it comes to these kinds of things.
"Girl!" I suddenly hear a loud and low voice booming through the room. It wakes me up from my own thoughts and I see the four men looking at me, two of them looking annoyed, one grinning and the other not showing any kind of facial expression.
"I'm sorry, I got kind of lost in thought." I mutter almost inwardly, still nervous. The eyes of predators focus on me. It's unnerving.
"Look Marie, we've all agreed that killing you is not an option-"
"Nobody asked my fucking opinion!" Hidan interrupts.
"That's because no one cares. " Kisame replies with a grin. I think he takes pleasure out of messing with people. And if there's one person that's easily agitated, it's Hidan. Itachi decides to clear his throat so that Hidan doesn't go ahead and start a fight with Kisame.
"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted," He shot Hidan a famous Uchiha glare. "We are not going to kill you nor will we harm you. Most of us are just humans that you will be able to negotiate with. We will be willing to make compromises with you. It is your house, after all. So speak up without hesitation and we will listen." And those are the wise words of the infamous Uchiha. I like him, he's quiet and polite, he uses his brains and I feel like I can have a normal conversation with him. I give him a nod of recognition.
"I just want to set some simple rules. First rule is no sacrifice of living things because of a god or religion." And of course Hidan was going to protest.
"Can I ask a damn question?"
"Well, I would prefer that you didn't, but I won't go so far as to forbid it." Hidan gives me a sheepish look but goes on.
"I need to sacrifice to Jashin, no bitch is going to tell me what I can and can't do!" Hidan is so predictable; I knew something vulgar and idiotic was going to come out of his mouth. I want to protest but someone beats me to it.
"Why don't you just shut your mouth? This is going to take a whole week if you won't just shut up and listen. So if you don't shut that fucking mouth of yours, I'll sew it closed." Ah sweet Kakuzu, people mostly describe you in rather dislikeable ways, but I'm starting to really enjoy your company.
I sighed. "Thank you Kakuzu."
"Anyways, I want to ask you to stay in this house. There are many reasons why I don't want you outside and I'll explain that later on but please just stay inside." I look around and they all nod in agreement.
"And third, don't break anything, don't eat all the food, don't go into rooms that I tell you not to go into, don't touch equipment that you don't know anything about without asking me how it works, don't bug my dogs, and no killing me in my sleep." I take a deep breath and look at the four men around me.
"Is that all right with you guys?" I ask out of politeness.
"Seems fair."
"Yeah , all right with me girly."
"Fuck no!"
"Hidan, shut up." They make me laugh; they react the ways I would expect them to react after reading the manga and watching the anime. My nervousness is finally over; I'm starting to feel kind of comfortable around them.
"So woman, where do I sleep? I want to eat and hit the sack, I'm tired!" Sometimes Hidan really acts in an immature way, he whines and acts whenever he wants, however he wants.
"Well, there's room outside in the doghouse, I'm absolutely sure you'll fit right in with my dogs." I answer, mocking Hidan.
"Wha-"
"Hidan, I'm just kidding, there are bedrooms upstairs and I'll order some Japanese for you guys." I interrupt him before he can go on a rampage and kill me.
"Just one thing." Kisame calmly spoke up.
"What do we do with her?" He asks, pointing at Pamela's dead body.
I hope all of you liked this chapter. I'd love it if you'd leave a review , I really appreciate feedback! I always want to improve. And what do you think of my OC Marie?