.
hiding from the light
sacrificing nothing
still you call on me
for entrance to the shrine
.
Violet eyes shot open.
An angry roar tore from the mouth of their owner. What would have been the first lungful of air in what had surely been forever merely passed through that mouth and out an open neckhole.
Kind of hard to process oxygen when one was just a head, after all.
"Fuuu-" The expletive was cut short by a gag, as an unfortunate worm wriggled into the mouth. Teeth angrily gnashed it down.
"Fuck I hate worms..." A raspy voice spat, muffled by debris.
As much as this particular head might, in fact, hate worms, he couldn't deny their usefulness. Protein was protein after all. And likely, the only thing that had kept him alive thus far.
That had been both gross and surprising. But whatever. It still didn't help him get the fuck out of the hole that had been inadvertently made his home. As cozy as that shit was...
Hidan growled.
And just where the fuck was Kakuzu? How could that sonofabitch just leave him to rot? After everything they'd been through together! Selfish, greedy, piece of-
Angry internal ramblings stopped. Something moved. He couldn't see it, but he definitely felt it. Above.
Something long and vaguely ridged rubbed against his face, hissed against the shell of his ear. Sounds of slithering - dirt and detritus shifting as if coming to life - something smooth pulsing against his cheek.
"The fuck-"
Another hiss, this one more drawn out, suspiciously more... human?
The length slithered around his neck and head. Squeezed hard against his eyes.
"Hey-HEY! Get the hell off'a me!" Teeth snapped. It squeezed him tighter. A loud crunch sounded in his ears and he cried out indignantly, albeit rather guttural, what with the old chunks of blood now lodging up to block the airway.
"Oww! You little shit-"
It didn't relinquish its hold, merely tightening around his face with such pressure that the fractured cartilage and bone of his nose was forced back into his sinuses. Through the shrapnel, something was squirming its way into his skull. Fat, pointy, pulsing. Impossibly, it narrowed and hardened, squeezing through the cribriform plate and was attempting to slosh itself around inside his brain cavity.
Unable to form words, his thoughts suddenly scrambled and disconnected, as the hissing, slithering thing lodged in his face began to move him along the soil. Clumps of dirt were driven into his open mouth, tiny rocks smashing angrily against his teeth, scraping his uvula and all coalescing in his throat.
Hidan's head could only choke and gurgle in horror as it was carried away.
.
"Arghhh...you...fuck...ing...biiitch..."
The snarling man clutched his stomach tightly, attempting to staunch the flow of what appeared to be a grotesque mixture of blood and bile from his abdomen.
"I-I'm so sorry, sir! I'm afraid this is umm...my first time," The little skeleton girl across the field stammered. Current circumstances notwithstanding, he might have found her endearing, cute even. But as it was, she was attempting to murder him, so...there was that.
Even if she was just awful at it.
"Just...finish it already...you dumb-" He said through heaves; a hacking cough cut him off.
Hinata bit her lip, hands slipping on slick blood as she attempted to pull the pike from her gut. She ignored the tingly shiver that traveled up her spine; as pleasant as it felt, it was proving bad for efficiency.
Honestly, she had meant to just plunge the thing directly into her heart and end this horrible affair quickly but at the last second she'd chickened out. Which really sucked because, as she'd read, stomach injuries were incredibly painful.
Definitely not as painful as she thought though. At least not for her.
Every unsuccessful yank of the instrument in her hands drew a new sound of anguish from the man outside of her circle. And when he screamed, she winced and when she winced, the pike seemed to slip in further to her body. So maybe he should just shut up and let her concentrate.
"OH MY GOD HURRY UP!" He screamed from his new fetal position. Frustrated tears sprang to Hinata's eyes. She'd like to see him try to ruthlessly murder someone with no experience! The big jerk.
Although, she thought forlornly, he would probably have an easier time of it, being a baby killer and all.
It didn't matter, she needed to finish this. Canines found her cheek and with a forceful twist she wrenched at the pike as hard as she could-
-and was stopped short when the metal made an awful grinding sound that she felt in her teeth.
Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh noooo-
It was stuck. The damn thing was stuck in her spine. Wedged right in between the T5 and T6, if her anatomy served correctly.
"-uh-oh."
The screaming was now approaching critical levels, lodged in between declarations of 'you bitch - useless whore - you've paralyzed me!' and other rather mean things she was trying to tune out.
The time it would take to try to forcefully rip the pike from her spinal column would only prolong his suffering more and honestly, she just wanted this nightmare to be over with please. The screaming was starting to give her a headache.
But that also might have been the metal rod grinding between her vertebrae. Once again, not a doctor.
With a defeated slump of her shoulders she reached into her leg pouch and pulled out a kunai. Blinding fear mounted and mingled with the overdose of adrenaline that pumped through her thunderous heart. Tremors shook through her arms as she brought the blade to hover over her chest.
Her knees hit the ground; lavender eyes lifting toward the heavens.
The forest had gone silent; the man now watched on with awestruck, fearful eyes, pain momentarily forgotten.
Hinata silently commanded her voice to please not waver.
"Jashin-sama, please, accept my offering-"
The kunai bit through the first layers of flesh with a hiss.
"-and allow me to be Your hand in Your righteousness."
Hinata pushed hard, sinking the blade into the corded tissue of her breast. A gasp tore from her lips but she did not dare falter.
"So that I might be blessed-"
A wave of pain shuddered through her chest as the tip made first contact with the pumping muscle. An even greater wave of pleasure followed as it sank ever deeper.
"-and carve a path of Your destruction and mayhem."
The pulses of conflicting sensation came on intensely. Heavy lidded eyes threatened to close, her previously strong voice plummeted to a ragged whisper.
"Oh, Lord of Death... Herald of...Suf-Suffering... Ha-Harbinger of...Pain...-"
Blood threatened to choke her as it bubbled up in her chest and spat forth from her lips. She swallowed the remnants and pushed the kunai in further.
"-teach us to...embrace the... s-suffering of ourselves-"
Hinata's head spun, high on a potent cocktail of too many things that her body didn't know how to handle. Her heart was now desperately struggling to pump around the foreign intrusion, slowing to a stop with every word in her wicked prayer.
"-f-for only then...only then...-"
A torrential cough-
Two hearts on their last beat-
Final breaths shuddering-
Pleasure searing at the apex of thighs-
Glorious light bursting before her eyes-
And one final push.
"-only then...can we...understand...the suffering...of others."
An all encompassing darkness swallowed her and then - body collapsing atop her bloody, unholy altar - Hinata knew no more.