Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Pure Dawn ❯ Running ( Chapter 2 )
Hinata could never remember running so fast before in her life. Leaves slapped her, twigs ripped into her skin, root slashed out like snakes to trip her, causing her to tear the flesh of her hands and knees, adding to the blood that already coated her body.
She couldn't even remember it.
All she knew was red.
And screams.
And she had… enjoyed it.
She felt like vomiting, but that would mean stopping.
She had already run past the gates of Konoha.
Her lungs burned and her heart ached, but she refused to rest. If she did, then the memory would resurface and she would have to face the nightmare she brought upon herself.
The single sliver of moonshine vanished behind a dark cloud and a deep snarl filled the air. A flash of light illuminated her world and the sky fell, soaking her through her clothes at once and freezing her to the bone. Her foot caught a rock and she slammed into the still-forming mud, splashing herself and nearly cracking her head open in the process. Blood washed from her flesh, mixing into the wet earth and tainting it a soft crimson.
"Away," she panted, hearing the voice, now jarred back by pain. "Away… I don't… please."
Something sharp slashed her palm as she attempted to crawl further away and she groaned, slumping to the ground, unable to keep her eyes open any longer.
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"It was terrible," Tsunade could remember Hanabi whimper, blanket draped about her shoulders, arm in a sling, and blood still clinging to her hair. "She just started giggling and crying and screaming all at the same time. And then… And then…"
At least when Uchiha Itachi had murdered off his entire clan he had done just that. But Hinata…
She shuddered at the sight of wide, glassy eyes staring up at her as thought asking where the rest of his body was.
… Had mutilated.
"Like some kind of rabid animal," Hanabi had described.
"Hokage-sama." The voice of an ANBU member, echoing from behind a wooden mask, jarred Tsunade from her thoughts. "There are twenty-three dead - twelve more than Hanabi described. All in more or less the same shape as these poor souls."
"Twenty-three… And all this severe…" The Hokage sighed softly. "I never would have expected this out of her."
"You never would have expected it?" The ninja pushed up his fox mask to reveal two shimmering blue eyes. "I was in her classes for six years and I never expected it. She was always to quiet and polite…"
"You're not supposed to show your face while you're on duty," Tsunade reminded absently, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder. "But I did train her personally in the healing arts for two years, Naruto. I got to know her better."
Naruto rested a hand over Tsunade's, an adult's comforting touch still a rarity to him, and gently leaned against her for a moment. Taking a deep breath, he stood tall and pulled the mask back over her face, wood distorting his voice as he spoke, "Then that makes her all the more dangerous."
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"Well, would you look at that."
"Who is it?"
"I dunno. Looks dead. Think he has supplies on him?"
"… Check."
Footsteps squished in crimson mud. The still body was roughly shoved over.
"Whaddaya know, the `he' is a she.' Couldn't tell from the hair."
"A hitai-ate. Check for wires. We might have to leave quickly."
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Hinata internally flinched as her body was suddenly jarred, aching muscles demanding rest. Rough hands roamed her flesh under her shirt, running up her spine and over her stomach, dipping down to her inner thighs and caressing her neck.
"Nothing. Not a bug - literal or otherwise - on her anywhere."
She wanted to cry - she could feel the tears stinging the backs of her eyelids - at being cheated by Death. Why couldn't he have taken her while she slept? Did he have to torture her? Was this her punishment?
"And supplies?"
"Not a thing. Looks like she's just kinda here."
Hinata gave a hiccupping sob and her body was dropped from a start of surprise.
"Holy shit! She's alive!"
"Please," she whimpered, refusing to open her eyes. "Please just… rape me, kill me - whatever! Just leave me alone afterwards…"
"You… want this?"
"I deserve it… I killed… I murdered and I… liked it…"
"And?"
The voice was filled with such a mocking of curiosity that her eyes flew open and she was greeted with the most peculiar sight of a man with long black hair and blazing crimson eyes bending over to look down at her and a second with flesh a light blue, eyes like black coals and hair several shades darker than his skin. Both wore htai-ate with deep gashes across the country symbol and black cloaks with blood red clouds upon them.
"So have we."
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Yay - second chapter done at -checks clock- three in the morning. -yawn- I'm going to bed now. Night.
Kedit: ……. Fine! I'll say it! Angel doesn't own Naruto.
Angel: Zzzz…..