Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Beautiful Stranger (Revised) ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Village of the mist, as always the nights are cool, wet, and a fog is always present. Even in the days of summer the days and nights keep hold of the fog; tucking it like a mother would tuck a child’s blanket at night just before they fall asleep. However these fogs never made the villagers feel safe. The fog is always thick no one can see what’s in front of them. For most villagers it gives them fear. Fear for not knowing what lies in front of them- is it a building? A person? If a person is he friendly? Or out to kill me? To the few villagers who are not so scared they or either to naïve to know what lies in the fog or are people who find ways to deal with the fog- use it to there advantage. Then there are the ninjas who are trained to use their other human senses to train in fog.
However there’s a man who is the main reason why so many fear the fog. A man who can see right through the fog as if it wasn’t there. To most he is considered a blood thirsty demon in the body of a man. His colorless eyes glare into the eyes of his victims just before he steals them from this world to show them the monster he is. He glares into their eyes to read every emotion that passes through them five seconds before their death. It amuses him. Which is why most villagers of the mist fear the fog and him as well him. His kills are not only missions but also mere amusement.
And like every night tonight was no different. Cool, wet and foggy. No one was out except the few brave or just stupid souls going to a club to dance or drink the night away. And like every night there were few women against the wall. Most don’t want to be there but have no choice. Then there’s few that just feel it just another way to put money in one’s pocket.
Two women walked their way to the club. They were alike and yet seemed so different. One was tall, and thin with jet black hair in a high ponytail with a long bang covering one eye. She wore blue eye-shadow with a bright red lipstick. She wore a red corset, a vinyl mini skirt, with fishnet thigh high stocks and red stiletto shoes. The other was taller as well but was not as thin as her friend. Her curves were well defined in her lingerie like suit. It was white halter and hot pants outfit. The suit from a distance appeared to be sexy lingerie but was a one-piece made for this occasion. She too wore fishnet thigh high stockings; the clamp on the stocking to the bottom of her suit (I‘ll have pictures of what the outfits look like up soon) Her hair was long dark reddish brown. Her eyes were covered in black eye liner and eye-shadow. She had a very dark red lip gloss on making her lips look shiny and luscious. Her friend seemed so excited with a ridiculous grin on her face. While she kept a “fuck off” look on her face. It would seem like they were opposites. One would wonder how they came to bond so well but then again opposites do attract.