Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Losing Fight ❯ Truth ( Chapter 6 )

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I pulled this chapter out of thin air! Yes I have writer's block, so if someone could please give me some ideas for the next chapter I'll give one-hundred dollars just kidding but it would be greatly appreciated.

 

I do not own naruto

 

 

I've been in this hell for awhile now and it gave me time to think over my life.

 

More so about my old life the one I left behind for power.

 

I thought of all the people I had wronged, maybe I deserved this torture maybe my past had finally caught up with me.

 

Maybe I'm no better then my brother, I had killed people, families, children, and the elderly, just to obtain power. Isn't that the life of a ninja? Is that right? Just because I'm a ninja I have the right to kill? Is that playing God?

 

I sit here and think things like that over and over again; things I didn't have time are even cared about thinking before.

 

I stared at the brown blanket I had folded in my lap. It was itchy and didn't smell good, but I couldn't really tell over the stench of my own body and waste.

 

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The sound of the door clinking startled me of my light sleep.

 

“Sasuke buddy, it smells like a circus in here!” Bastard was standing in the doorway smirking, I just looked at him.

 

“You're starting to stink up the hallways to, people are starting to complain!” he laughed.

 

He walked over to me pulling me up by my hair. A startled grunt escaped past my lips as he pulled on my knotted hair, “you'll need a wash and a hair cut.” He said throwing me to the ground.

 

He clamped something around my eyes making everything go black, “strip out of your cloths or I'll do it for you.” He ordered.

 

Without a second thought I removed my clothing, I felt him grip me and start to drag me out of the room, my legs unable to support, me he dragged me unkindly out of the room.

 

He paused, and I herd a door being opened. I hit the tiled floor with a plop knocking the air out of me. “Have a nice shower” bastard laughed.

 

I ignored the scorching hotness of the water and began to fill around for some kind of soap. My hand ran across a slippery bar and I began to use it all over my body. Soon I got used to the waters temperature and began to enjoy the filling of being clean.

 

Besides the darkness everything felt normal and I was able to forget about the room I was sure I had to return too.

 

The water stopped suddenly, some where in the room the sound of a door opening reached my ears. “Did you have a nice shower?” bastard was back.

 

Soon I was back to being dragged my heart was beating wildly with the thought of going back to that room. “Why are you, why is she doing this to me?” my voice was horse and not my own. He laughed which I expected.

 

“He speaks!” he exclaimed. “You deserve it, isn't that what you think? All the people you've hurt you've killed for what power?” his voice had gone serious. I didn't answer I didn't know if he wanted me to. I felt what ever was over my eyes loosen then clink to the floor.

 

I opened my eyes, blinking them to get used to the light, bastard pushed me into the room. I landed on my knees I herd the door clink behind me.

 

In front of me was a pile of simple black clothing I put the pants on first after looking around for any underwear but fond none.

 

The shirt was too big it looked like it belonged to bastard which it probably did. No shoes. I went to my favorite corner and did the only thing I could. Wait.

 

 

I pulled this chapter out of thin air! Yes I have writer's block, so if someone could please give me some ideas for the next chapter I'll give one-hundred dollars just kidding but it would be greatly appreciated.