Uhh, Hi! Long time no see, well you probably don't know me but please give me criticism I NEED ITTTT! Also please be kind and this story is not in irl, it's a fictional modern place. And yes, Hinata is the MC.
On a snowy night , a young girl with dark hair that blends neatly with the midnight blue sky was skipping along in a dim lighted alley she had found once. Taking it as her own special shortcut she found as a kid.
The young girl has just run an errand to get some much needed material for her science school project, daydreaming of the possibility of making a new found invention that would get her a noble prize! Not to mention additional materials so her baby sister can craft her imagination out too!
Her pale, opal shaped pupiless eyes sparkled with excitement as she was about to make it to the exit one hop away and-pain… that's the first sensation she felt at the back of her head, someone is pulling her hair! The bag material was taken from her and thrown to the side, ruining it.
"What 'ja pre'y thin' like ya' doin' here?" She heard her captor saying, a deep fear has seated deep in her gut. What is this going to do with her?
"Well, it's no' like am complaining or anythin'. Having some fun widja would be great!" Her captor said, yanking at her hair that she just started growing out even harder. Giving her a sensual lick in her cheek that had paled from fear.
"Let us see whatj yer hidin' in this sweater." He started groping her chest roughly. Making her feel a level of pain worse than ever. She felt like passing out, she didn't want to know what happened next nor did she want it to ever happen.
"Someone, help!" She tried to scream but all she could was make a muffled noise as her torturer had covered her mouth. Doing so made her feel light headed and faint as the low oxygen intake coupled with the fear and pain she was feeling made her almost pass out.
Then, suddenly she heard a crash sound. Her would-be rapist had suddenly let her out of his grasp, kneeling down while holding his hands over his head, bleeding out of it. The man was twice her size and seemed to be physically as strong as a bodybuilder, his clothing was ragged, torn from some places and looked really dirty. He looked to be in his mid thirties.
She saw next to him broken remains of a liquor bottle that was thrown at him, she looked at the direction, barley making out a pair of cerulean blue eyes looking at her then shifting attention to the man holding his injured head. The kid looked to be her age with brownish golden hair that seemed dim and pale. The only garment she can make out was his old, tattered crimson scarf that somehow shined in the dim ally.
"Hey ya old fart! Get off the girl ya pathetic piece of shit!" The boy said as he made his way with another half of an empty liquor bottle, using it as a weapon.
He was approaching the man while making all sorts of facial gestures taunting the man, trying to aggravate him to make a stupid move.
And the man was aggravated indeed, the lust he had was replaced with bloodlust, swearing and promising to kill the boy and sell his remains in the black markets!
"Whaja think yer doin' 'ere boy!? I swear ya'll regret ever comin' 'ere! Playin' the knigh' in shinin' armor my ass, your dead meat!" He said as he dashed the blond boy with an unpredicted level of speed considering his size.
He body-slammed the boy, throwing him off balance and making him fall on his side, breaking his arm.
"Ya think tis is a gaem huh! Well too bad ye'll get an ass beating and a special invitation to hell , YOU SQUIRT!" he yelled as he started kicking the boy's side.
Hinata was watching this going down while trembling in her knees. The boy is going to die and all she could do was just watch on in horror. She felt absolute disgust with her inability to help due to her mortification. All she could do was barely make out an audible "H-Help…".
While that was going on the boy managed to throw a glass shard at the man's right eye which served to worsen his beaten, as the man took a piece of glass and started slowing carving into the boy's cheeks.
"s-stop…"
The young blond started to scream in agony as he couldn't hold on anymore, his right hand broken and bleeding from most of his body, and now this guy is carving into his cheeks, it's one of the worst feelings he has felt other than starvation.
"S-Stop…!"
The man started grinning maniacally as he finished carving into the boys cheek, now that the torture has finished and blood lust satiated, he started aiming his hand at the boy's heart plan-
"I SAID STOP!"
For the boy, the man and every creature there, time seemed to almost freeze, only a strong wind could be felt and a purple light be seen.
Said purple light was emanating from the girl who had closed her eyes in a screaming manner.
Little plygons seemed to fill the man's vision, as they roated around him confusing him, then suddenly; the polygons all dived into him dealing great damage to his body, blood gushed from his mouth and already damage head and eye, while making bruises appear around the visible areas of his skin.
After the gruesome play of blood and gore, the man has fallen down unconscious. The boy too fell unconscious due to all the pain he felt.
The girl opened her eyes to see the horrible scenery of blood, the smell of it and color made her want to puke. But she looked to see the boy who tried to save, he was seriously injured and without treatment, he could die due to internal injuries and blood loss
WAIT, HE COULD DIE!
panic settled in as she searched for a phone, trying to quickly call for an ambulance and police. In doing so, she heard a voice calling for her.
"Hinata! What happened here!?"
A/N: Well you probably already know who the guy who called Hinata out is, yes it the guy that's named after Boruto.
But seriously if you survived reading this, thank you. If the part where Hinata almost gets rapes doesn't stick well with you then make sure to tell me.
And yeah, that guy died to Hinata's PSI, wonder what I'll call it. I come up with these at the spot lol.
Thanks for reading and review what you think of it, thanks!
RareDust76, out.
(I write on a phone god help it's annoying )
