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Yugito's POV
Yugito was dimly aware of the wound in her chest. She barely noticed she was even losing blood. All she knew was that she was tied up, gagged, and stuffed into a small and dark space. She could hear he breathing, but she could hear someone else. She looked around but she couldn't even see an inch in front of her.
"Kitty is finally done with her nap." She heard a familiar voice say. She realized that this whole thing wasn't a bad dream. It was the truth. Hidan of the Akatsuki was here with her. She immediately made her nails extend and started scraping the bottom of the floor. It seemed to be metal by the way it sounded. "Stop! Kakuzu paid a lot of money just to buy this thing. I wouldn't scratch it up."
"I don't give a damn." Yugito hissed with fury.
She felt another blow to her cheek, "Don't disobey me. Listen, it won't be that long 'till we're at the hideout. After that we can forget about you and you won't have to worry about us. Ever." Hidan laughed. Yugito felt her stomach tighten and a lump in her throat form.
Fool, Matatabi said. Yugito found this interesting considering that her "partner" rarely spoke to her. Yugito frowned.
Excuse me? She asked the cat. She didn't respond. Yugito immediately felt sorry. She didn't want her to go away. She didn't want to be alone again. Please don't...don't stay quiet like that.
The cat still didn't respond. All of a sudden she heard a sigh and looked up into the darkness, "So, how's the kids?"
Yugito was silent. She needed to focus on getting out of here. She closed her eyes and perked up her senses. She could hear everything from two hearts beating to birds chirping outside. Snakes slithering across the ground, water falling somewhere maybe about two miles from where she was. She knew she was moving. She could hear horses making sounds and slowly making their way to their unannounced destination. She could only smell two things, blood and rusted metal. She saw nothing. Yugito shuffled in her spot and rearrange herself into a comfortable position and immediately she felt pain. It shot up and down her body like a thousand knives trying to pierce their way out of her skin. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as she gasped and took deep breaths.
"Might not want to do that. My scythe hurt you pretty bad and you bled..a lot. You should be lucky I got my hands on you and not Sasori. You'd be in a much worse condition." Hidan said.
"Shut up!" Yugito cried.
Hidan laughed and quieted down. Yugito tried to figure out a way that she could escape from a metal cage but failed. Only if...Yugito gulped. Hidan seemed interested in her in a not so friendly way. She only had to play that game long enough to figure out a way out of here.
"How long until I'm out of here?" She asked.
"I don't know." Hidan answered. "But it'll be a while."
"You're going to kill me aren't you?" Yugito questioned. She felt like she needed to get this out of the way before she went any further.
"No, we're going to take you to the park and set you free! Prance among the butterflies kitty!" Hidan joked. Yugito wasn't laughing. "Fine, yes. We're going to kill you after we get that cat out of your system."
"Two tails? But why? Why would you need her?" Yugito wondered.
"Our master says that if we collect all nine tailed beasts, we can unlock a huge power that will be enough to "shape the world in his image," as he likes to put it." Hidan explained, "I'm not really in it for power. I want destruction, pain, death. Only then will Jashin be satisfied."
Yugito had her mind made up, this guy is the definition of crazy...she thought, "Jashin?"
"My lord. My true master. He demands of his followers blood. Sacrifices. That's why I joined the Akatsuki, I can kill and sacrifice humans. In turn Jashin grants me immortality. I can never die." Hidan said.
Immortality, Yugito thought. If this guy could never die, this was going to be harder than she wanted it to be. Maybe if she melted his head into lava with her flaming hairball. That would shut his mouth up for good.
"But this is much more wonderful than I thought it would be. Unfortunately Kakuzu won't let me hurt you. It's taking every ounce of my strength not to cut you a little bit. Make you lose some more blood," He added. "You jinchuuriki heal fast...maybe Kakuzu wouldn't mind if I just did a little something here and there. He won't know."
"I'll scream," Yugito said. "As loud as I can."
"Kakuzu will be to focused on counting his money...the cage is soundproof anyway. I can do whatever I want."
Yugito moved backwards and she heard Hidan come closer. All of a sudden she felt like puking. Her throat burned and so did her mouth. She realized what it was and instinctively smiled. He was about to bite off more than he could chew.
Han's POV
It was only a minute that passed. To Han, it felt like hours. From the moment he jumped he felt uncertain and scared. He wasn't far from the tip of Chomei's helmet. One wrong move and he might fall and die. Not even he would be able to survive the fall. Han went down feet first, they touched something hard and metal like. It was Chomei's head. She only screeched louder as Han connected with her face.
You need to hit her right where her tails meet her abdomen. The greenish part, Han heard Kokuo tell him. Han's eyes were tearing from the smoke and he was sweating. Fire and water whizzed past him, brushing his armor and taking chunks off at times. Han was holding on to the horns on Chomei's head. If he was going to do this, he only had one shot. Or else the chances of him surviving went from 1 out of 100 to 0 out of infinity. Chomei turned her head to avoid a massive ball of flames and Han almost fell off. He had to do it now. So he let go of the horn and fell towards the ring of fire below. His hands brushed off the bug's armor several times as he reached the connection between her abdomen and her tails. Finally it was there.
Right in front of him was the weak spot. All he had to do was strike it once. His punch was already leaned back and ready to hit.
Then there was a searing pain all over his face. Red and orange all around him. He had missed, a fireball had hit him first. Han cried out as he fell to his death, his armor was breaking off and being dissolved by the intense flames.
"KOKUO!" Han yelled as his back hit the top of the flames and pain caused the world to go white.
Yagura's POV
Yagura was on the outskirts of the Hidden Mist by now. The fog was less dense and the trees had gone from a bluish, fading sort of color to a more vibrant and clear brown and green. His pack was still on his back, as was his hook staff. Yagura began to start a slow jog. Then he stopped suddenly aware of eyes. Looking at him? Maybe his mind was playing games with him. Tricking him and confusing him even more. Yagura shook his head, trying to see if he was imagining things. He heard a rustle, footsteps getting closer. Yagura looked around desperately trying to see who it was.
A shadow burst out of the leaves, a katana in their hand. Yagura quickly brought his hook staff from his back and blocked the incoming blade with it.
"What in the world?" Yagura wondered aloud. The shadow was clearly visible. He had a mask on with three red stripes on the left hand side and black eyes. Four squiggly lines were printed on the forehead of the mask. The sign of the Hidden Mist. They were wearing a black body suit that hugged their slender feature. Yagura pointed the staff at the person.
"I know you, you're the hunter ninja of Kirigakure aren't you? That's the only possible answer..." Yagura assumed.
"That's none of your business, Yagura of the Mist." The person said. By the pitch of the voice, Yagura guessed it was a woman.
"Leave me be, I don't want to hurt you." Yagura warned.
"My job is to take you back to the Mizukage, dead or alive." The hunter-ninja spoke.
Mizukage? Yagura wondered. There had to be a new one, but so quickly? He had only left a few days ago. Yagura gripped his staff and stared at the woman's mask, prepared for a fight.
The woman only stared at Yagura, "I guess you're coming back dead."
Gaara's POV
Gaara flew about on his chunk of sand, hoping that he could escape the incoming clay bombs. Temari and Kankuro were next to him, Temari was still half-drunk and Kankuro was struggled to control his puppets with all this movement.
"You think you could slow down!?" Kankuro asked.
"Do you want to be killed?" Gaara answered. Kankuro was silent.
By now the whole entire village was awake. Lights were on and people were crowded on the streets looking up in awe as the Kazekage fought against a mysterious figure. Gaara looked down, worried that they might be hurt. He looked at his siblings.
"You have to go down there and get them out of the village, things might get a lot worse and I don't want to deal with any casualties." Gaara informed.
"But Gaara, you can't deal with him by yourself!" Kankuro protested.
"That wasn't a suggestion, Kankuro." Gaara said. He then made the piece of sand they were floating on disappear. Temari and Kankuro fell towards the ground and hit it just as Gaara's sand slowed them. They'll be safe now. Gaara thought with satisfaction.
Deidara was strong but reckless. He was only good at distance fighting, if Gaara could get him off that bird and prevent him from making more clay figures, he would surely win. Gaara pulled more sand from the gourd on his back and sent it towards Deidara's bird. They managed to go upwards and dodge the stream of sand. Gaara wouldn't let them off easy.
He formed a wall of sand was Deidara sent a wave of birds and other flying creatures his way, "Sand Bullet!"
Hundreds upon thousands balls of sand were released from Gaara's wall and flew towards Deidara and his clay owl. Gaara flew upwards to get on an equal level and then formed two Shukaku hands. The both went towards Deidara at a fast pace. Gaara smirked as the hands closed around Deidara's clay owl, which was being torn apart by the sand bullets.
"Sand Coffin...Sand Burial!" Gaara shouted. His hands became fists and the sand closed around Deidara. He watched as the blast expanded the sand but did not break it. Gaara panted and watched as the smoke cleared. No owl. No Deidara.
"Not yet, Gaara." A voice whispered. "Shukaku now belongs to the Akatsuki."
Gaara had no time to react as the clay bombs that had entered the sand platform exploded.
Fu's POV
The next time Fu awoke, she was almost naked in a pile of her torn clothes. The ground was complete brown and charred, there were other black objects that Fu couldn't identify. The air smelled of smoke and blood mixed in. She looked around and saw another figure, it was a man with scratched red armor, several pieces were missing. His eyes were closed and his expression was twisted in pain.
Fu moved closer to him, holding her clothes close to her body. She shook the man once, twice even. She held her head to his chest and listened for a heartbeat. Nothing. Fu panicked. This guy had to be the closest thing to alive. If she didn't save him now, she'd be alone. Alone, burnt, and in pain.
"Wake up...wake up!" Fu shook him violently. Tears were coming down her face now.
Chomei? Are you there? Please help me! Fu called out. But for some reason she felt as if the beast weren't going to respond to her for a while. All of a sudden the man moved. It seemed like a twitch. But Fu was filled with hope as the man;s eyes opened and he sat up. His eyes were red and his face was scratched and burnt. He looked at Fu with his hazel eyes.
"What? Why am I alive? Who are you?" The man asked. He looked around, first at the cloudy sky then at Fu.
"I should be asking you those questions," Fu joked. She realized her voice was hoarse and rough.
"We're in the Land of Waterfalls aren't we? I remember...screams...fire...a monster." The man mumbled.
Fu looked at the charred ground. If he was talking about a monster he must have meant her. Chomei had only wanted to get away and rescue her and Fu. By giving Chomei control, she probably made the situation even worse. This man was probably the only survivor of this village.
"What's your name?" Fu asked. "I'm Fu. The worst thing that's happened to your life probably."
"Han. By the way, I've been through worse." Han answered. "Don't you think you should put on some clothes?"
Fu blushed and surveyed the area, "All I see is ash, ash, and more ash. Why don't you get a clue, Han?"
"No need to be rude, I have just woken up, you can't expect me to-"
Han stopped. Fu wondered what had happened and looked at him with a perplexed face, "Earth to Han?"
"Get down." Han said. He laid back down on his stomach. "Kokuo, are you there?"
Who is this guy? Fu wondered as Han closed his eyes. He nodded once. Then opened his eyes again.
"Hostiles, probably some ninja from Takigakure, they really want to kill you don't they?" Han told her.
"How do I know you're not some sort of criminal from Takigakure and they're here for you?" Fu asked.
"I am a criminal. A rogue ninja from my village. I didn't do anything it was mostly just because I have a beast inside of me." Han explained.
Fu froze. He's just like me. He has something inside of him too. Fu was about to get up and hug Han, but several ninja came down from the hills and surrounded them.
"Fu Rushizaku. You and your little partner in crime are coming with us." The leader said with a smirk planted on his face. Looks like Fu was going to have to wait a little longer to get some clothes.