The silence of the village was broken by the sound of running, gasps for air, and a silent crying as a man was running like his life depended upon it. His friend had already been grabbed, and he knew that the monster chasing them was after him next, the sound of whistling in the far distance seeming to echo through the silence. This area of the village had long since learned to keep to themselves, the poor and the orphans alike knowing well enough that if someone was being picked next for The Hunt, they knew better than to interfere.
The man couldn't even scream for help, the monster having cut his ability to speak. Tears fell down his face as he found himself staring at a wall, a dead end. There was nowhere left to run.
He turned, shaking, his eyes wide in fear as the whistling had stopped. The monster was here.
"Ho? What's wrong?" The monster's mocking voice echoed through the silence, the red eyes pinning him down as the monster's mocking grin grew.
"Can't say I'm not disappointed. I expected more from a retired Jonin, Mr. Hosuke." The monster purred.
The man couldn't even scream in pain as he felt his remaining leg crack in five separate places, his false leg torn off and shattered with ease. Wind Jutsu. I never stood a chance.
He didn't even fall, suspended in the air like a puppet, the monster slowly approaching him. "Now then, I think it's time you got a taste of what you all gave Ms. Uzumaki." The monster's grin vanished, a dark scowl as his red eyes glowed in the darkness.
The man felt a surge of drowsiness and all the adrenaline in the world couldn't keep his eyes open as the monster purred.
"Sweet dreams, Mr. Hosuke. I doubt you'll wake up. Greet Wendy for me, will you? Genjutsu: Nightmare Realm."
The sky turned red, the village darkened, and Mr. Hosuke couldn't even scream if he wanted to, as he felt his stomach burning from the inside, the hot agony of poison coursing through his veins as he collapsed, unable to do more than croak for help as her bathroom was too far, as she could feel her stomach wanted to tear itself out of her belly. It hurt so much.
Why did she think the nice man's tomatoes would've been any better than the markets?
The retired Jonin collapsed, trapped in the Genjutsu. Wearing the guise of Accelerator was fitting, as I practiced on using the more horrifying abilities of Accelerator when on the hunt for these animals, these scum.
"Oh, out for a walk too?" I turned to see Kakashi Hatake, his headband lifted up, the Sharingan spinning silently as his eyes crinkled. "I can't say I disapprove, Shikamaru, but don't forget to leave a Shadow Clone at your bedside for an alibi." The white haired Copy Cat ninja whistled. "Impressive Genjutsu, very nice. Using the five senses to recreate traumatic memories. I might need to remember that for future walks. Kabuto, take Mr. Hosuke with us. He'll be perfectly fine with the rest at T for new studies."
Kabuto nodded with approval as he walked around me, picking up Mr. Hosuke. "Good work, Mr...?" Kabuto trailed off quietly.
"Accelerator." I answered bluntly, smiling coldly. "I believe you'll find five of Mr. Hosuke's friends about three or four blocks to the right. He and his group of friends were bragging about the things they thought they could get away with Ms. Uzumaki. Including destroying a certain book in her apartment by using her landlord's key." I commented lowly.
Kakashi's eyes narrowed as a brief sense of cold fury incarnate washed over the area before he smiled. "Appreciate the tip, Mr. Accelerator. We'll be going now. Enjoy the walks throughout the village." He said cheerfully as they left.
I nodded. Let's see, that's about fifty so far this week. A good haul. Can't show up at the same times and nights too frequently unless they start complaining to the Hokage about a serial killer. Hmm, I'll wait until next Tuesday, been about three and a half weeks since I've done a Tuesday night. I'm thinking on the richer side of the village, since this side is cleaning up pretty nicely. I think I'll pay Ms. Otogawa a visit since she's Naruko's landlord.
I chuckled darkly. Yes, this truly does help me feel better.
A cough echoed and I turned to see mom smiling at me, drenched in blood and shadows. Her hands were covered in gore, bits of muscles and bone sticking to sharp claws made of shadows. "Oh, you remind me so much of my son. Please, remember to get some sleep tonight." She said cheerfully. "I've been enjoying some enthusiastic walks on the other side of the village, but it's always nice to have company."
"It is indeed. I am Accelerator." I 'introduced' myself.
"Yoshino Nara, pleased to meet you Accelerator. I'm thinking of stopping by a certain bank that seemed to have lost some of my daughter's funds. Care to join me for a late night stroll?" Mom said sweetly.
My eyes narrowed as a dark grin crossed my face. "Absolutely, I think that would be delightful, Mrs. Nara."
What can I say? Sometimes it was fun going on a midnight walk with family and friends.