Forgive me if these chapters become weird.

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"… Dei… hey… look look!" Sasori pointed out towards a silhouette in the water. Deidara's eyes-er…eye… widened and he zoomed in with the scope. Sasori then grabbed the scope from him and started looking through it, while Deidara freaked out from the pain of having the thing ripped off his face.

"Ow…"

"Hey hey look look," Sasori nudged Deidara.

"Hey Sasori. Deidara. What're you doing." An eeevil voice said from behind the two. Both gulped and blinked heavily. The silhouette on the water disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Hi… Xeala." Deidara said, his hands in a defensive position.

"Hi Xeala," Sasori said quickly.
Both started running very fast. Xeala giggled to herself.
One – She just got a one-way ticket out of there.
Two – There's no way Sasori or Deidara were about to turn around.
"Now I'm going for real." Xeala took off in the opposite direction.
About three hours later
"Maybe… I'm going in the right direction… and I'll find Itachi… he'll take Sasori down once I tell him…" Xeala had been jumping, sprinting, and running for the last three hours.
Then Xeala realized something.
Wow. I have no fucking idea where I am. This is am-azing.
The tree trunks ended, opening up upon a large ditch, with a cliff-like formation in the middle of it. Xeala hopped down from the treetops and sat against the side of the ditch, not caring that she was sitting in dirt with wet, untamed, unruly, matted, hair. She disregarded the small fact, and crossed her legs, keeping her hands between her knees for warmth, as it was already cold; wet hair doesn't help. After a few moments, she completely fell into a light but effective sleep.

"Why are you up so late, ------?"
"Something is on top of my room making noise and moving around and quite frankly pissing me off. I'm going to take care of it."
"Do it quickly then,------,"
"Of course."

Xeala's eyes flashed open, and she jumped up faster than someone could blink.
Something was coming.
No.
Not something. Not your average raccoon rustle-rustle make-you-paranoid noises.
It was the sound that shoes make when you step, even if ever-so lightly that you yourself cannot hear it.
Xeala heard it.

Xeala recognized it, detested it, and anticipated it. She curled her fists and stood at the ready.

Not a something.
No.
This is different.
This... is

Someone.

Thump, thump, thump went Xeala's heart.
Maybe… I found Itachi! Maybe I found him somehow!! Xeala's mind raced into the happy thought, then realized the figure was not tall enough to be Itachi. She bit her lip and released it, life has never been that good to me, why would it all of the sudden start to work for me now?
"Come out, come out, wherever you are."
Xeala shivered. I know this voice. He started walking. Closer still.

Shit! He's not gonna back off! This isn't good!

Xeala mentally counted the distance between the encroaching threat and herself.
50 meters… 45 meters… 40… 35… 30… 25… 20… 15… 10…

Xeala opened her eyes. The shadow had the same form it always had. The same air of stupidity, superiority, and inferiority it always had. She growled loudly, fingers and nails clenched into her palm, blood starting to puddle up under her fingernails. She glared down at the figure.

"Hurry up and show yourself. I don't have time to hunt you down in the shadows, and I won't be able to see your face when you die."

Well that triggered Xeala's automatic-shittalk-command.
"I'd like to see you fucking try bitch!" She yelled as she jumped up and bit her lip, preparing to take down whoever and whatever was threatening her.
And damn would she be ready when they tried to come near her.

DAMN THAT WAS CREEPY.
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