Chapter two; Gaa-ruesome Manipulation

I walked slowly threw the crowded streets of the lush city of Konoha. It was about noon, the time of day when I usually was locked inside my apartment reading about the history of some old town. No one gave me any terrified looks, thankfully, and some even brushed up against my sand covered shoulder, and mutter an apology before walking on. But these close touches were not what were making me nervous. What was making me so uneasy was the dark lurking voice in the back of my mind.

'Going to be a ninja again, are we? Heh heh heh. What a good idea! I haven't had a good blood bath in ages!'

'I am not doing this to please you. I am doing this for myself.' I told the voice.

'What would the point of that be? Have you been lusting as much as I have?'

I stopped walking. "No." I said out loud. The sand around my arm tightened. 'I am doing this to redeem myself and this program will hopefully help me take control of you.'

'No one takes control of Shukaku! I am the demon of sand and can kill you easily!'

'You're the one sealed inside of me, aren't you?' I answered coolly, walking again toward the Hokage office.

'You can be very stubborn… But so can I!'

My pace started to increase rapidly. My steps were becoming painfully far apart and led me eastward, away from the Hokage building. 'What are you doing?!' I yelled, trying to change my direction.

'Who are we to walk in all nice and dainty to the Hokage and ask if we can become ninja? Not who you think we are kid.'

My legs stopped at a large building that looked to be a rather popular shopping store. People walked in and out of it bickering with friends, and carrying large bags of grocery items. My eyes widened in fear. 'You can't do this…!' I whispered.

'I'm not doing it! You are!'

The sand surrounding my legs pushed away from my calves, rubbing painfully into my skin. The sand shoved more forcefully, shoving my legs apart till it looked like I was in a fighting stance. 'I am not doing this!' I screeched in my head.

'Oh yes you are! You have your reputation to uphold!' The voice crackled.

My arm was forced outward and my fingers shaped into a fist. I tried to move my other arm, but it was glued to my side, refusing to budge.

Shukaku made a strange sound that I could not understand. Then I could suddenly sense every grain of sand from all over the city lift off the ground, like soldiers ready to take orders from their master. I feared for all of those around me, producing a cold sweat under my manipulated sand covered skin.

'All of the ninjas will know you if you do this! You would be even more popular than before! 'Oh look! It's that boy who destroyed the grocery store! Let us go make friends and get ourselves killed!' Shukaku roared sarcastically.

'I refuse to let you do this!'

'Every day people would come to your apartment with gifts of fire wrapped up in a big gift rap of hate!'

'It's not going to happen!'

''Who is that?' 'Oh, I don't know… Maybe the murderer that we have accepted with open arms!?''

"No!" I yelled squeezing my fists shut in frustration.

Little did I know, Shukaku had released the sand around my fists, making my previous action a fighting move I used to call, 'Sand Coffin'.

Sand erupted into my vision and crashed into the store with the speed of a raging rhino. A giant, yellow, as big as my hotel, blood stained Rhino.

"No!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, trying to call back the sand.

The building collapsed.

Screaming was heard.

Shukaku shifted the sands around my mouth, making my screech of terror sound like the evil crackle of a villain.

I could do nothing but stand there; Shukaku wouldn't let me move. All I could do is observe people crying, helping others squirm their way out of the debris, and think out loud 'What the hell just happened?'

Someone finally noticed me standing in front of the ruined heap of wood with my hand in a fist with sand orbiting around it. That someone yelled something at someone else, and what seemed to be seconds later, had me surrounded by a group of officers.

"Wipe that smile off of your discussing face! You're under arrest!" One yelled.

Me? Smiling? After something as tragic as that happen? What were they…? Stupid?

'They are only thinking what you wanted them to.' Shukaku said quite smugly.

The officers were not the stupid humans here.

I was.