Chapter 24: The Way the Dice Rolls...
Warning: Descriptive experimentation. Probable foul language. You have been warned.
When I woke up, I was strapped to a table; cold metal bit into my back. I was gagged - and I felt bile rise to my throat from the terrible taste of the cloth. I attempted to look around as much as I could with my head locked in place by metal. The room was crowded with liquids and syringes. I felt the blood leave my face when I spotted an eye floating in a beaker of strange green fluid.
The eye was red with three commas around the pupil. It was a sharingan. I felt sick.
"Lord Orochimaru, the subject has awakened," I heard a young man say.
Orochimaru?! The rogue Sannin?! I'm going to die. I'm going to die.
Fear engulfed me and I chattered. The room seemed to be ten degrees colder.
Two figures emerged from the darkness. One was a silver haired youth with round glasses - and the other...
Orochimaru. I cursed him and my luck.
"Aaah, how interesting. She looks like the Copy Cat ninja," the pedophile of a snake man hissed.
"Lord Orochimaru, I did some digging and found she is his daughter." The young man said. What did they plan to do to me?!
"Interesting. A copy kitten will soon be born then. Maybe in a little while, I could have her body while I wait for Sasuke," he laughed in delight at the idea. "Yes, that sounds appealing." If I felt fear before, it was nothing like the thought of a 'scientist' having his way with me.
The silver haired youth handed a shiny hook to Orochimaru, and the pain began when he shoved that thing into my left eye.
I faintly remember attempting to shriek.
My eye went dark, and with horrible disgust I saw it lifted from it's socket. The youth took the eye and dropped it casually in a container with green liquid. He labeled it something I couldn't see.
Orochimaru received a syringe filled with a white liquid. His mouth stretched into a maniacal grin as he stabbed the needle into my arm. He pressed the liquid into my arm, and when it was gone, I escaped from the pain by passing out.
"Lord Orochimaru, could I be so bold to ask a question?"
"What is it, Kabuto?"
"I thought you wanted the sharingan. Why implant it into a girl? She looks no more than fourteen. I also doubt she'd survive the DNA shot,"
"I want a body accustomed to using the sharingan. I can break anyone and have them serve me. Also, I only managed to get my hands on one: Uchiha Fugaku's,"
"Lord Orochimaru, you believe Uchiha Sasuke will come to you?"
"Yes. He is an avenger. He will do anything to kill Itachi, and so he will come to me for power."
"I see."
"Kabuto, go prepare her cell. I don't doubt she'll wake up soon."
"At once, Lord Orochimaru."
When I awoke, I was unbound, yet still I laid on the table. I tried to sit up, but I only felt pain. I muffled my scream and laid back down.
Kabuto re-entered the room. I remember the conversation I overheard. I cowered, but he took my arm and dragged me off the table. I fell to the ground on my knees, and he roughly pulled me up and had me take quick steps. His grip was tight, and I still couldn't see from my left eye. Slowly, I lifted my hand and touched my eye socket. Empty. They didn't even put a bandage.
I was taken through long winding hallways. Quickly, I became disoriented. We passed by different rooms, and soon enough I was thrown into an open cell. It was quickly shut and locked.
As the pain came in waves and waves, I couldn't help hoping one day, karma would bitch slap Orochimaru. Hard.
And make him cry like a little whore.