Chapter 17: The Oath of Pain
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"Sasuke!"
Zabuza used the momentum of Sasuke's weight to thrust him towards her form through the catlike reflexes and flexibility like the flow of water as she held a the firm and sturdy grip on Sasuke's limp body. The harsh low guttural lowly warned the male with a malicious leer. As gently as her Rinkaku would let her, she grasps loosened until the body slowly hit the floor. No doubt Sasuke was knocked out from the blow, not to mention from this pervert strangling the poor boy. A slow sigh of exasperation escaped her nose as she stretched the entire length of her neck easily, obtaining a loud bloodcurdling crack. With the silent command, her Rinkaku quickly pointed at the Ninja, sending him one last warning.
"Don't do it, Sharkeisha." She cooed, giggling at his lost child expression.
"Who is-?"
"I don't know, I just like the name." She shrugged her shoulders carelessly, and begin to stretch, warming up for the exercise she was going to be forced to participate in.
"Strange." he mumbled.
"Take that back!" She gasped dramatically, annoying the man even further than he originally was as he shook his head to reject her demands, a growl escaped from the back of her throat, "Come at me, bitch."
Her legs thrust her forward, allowing her to hurdle at him with spring-like mobility. She wasn't disappointed at his quick display of reflexes, but - he failed to notice the organ briskly targeting him with such grace. He noticed, but his reactions were nearly successful, he dodged the first one but that didn't stop her. His body landed on the branch, bouncing silently as the man quickly recovered from his staggering. His eyes narrowed.
"I've never encountered anything like you before..." he stated as she rolled her eyes.
"Aw, how sweet. You want an autograph?" A sarcastic hiss and a simple thrust of her legs she sprung up on the tree, slamming it to the floor with the mission objective being; squash Zabuza like a bug and complete this bothersome mission. He once again landed on another branch but this time, she had an idea.
Another clash of the tree and a loud thump was enough to distract him with the thought of finding another hideout also gave you the advantage. With a quick hand gesture, you summoned the shadow clone, and it ducked itself in the bush near him, making her way closer and closer to his oblivious and nearly c*****g facade, "What are you?"
"Care to take a guess?" she teased flippantly, as she smirked at the mere sight of the figure but forced to swiftly avert her eyes as to not alert him in any way, shape, or form. A body bounced up to attack, signaling for her to attack as well, distracting him enough as to not noticed the shadow clone reaching out to grip his head.
"Gah!"
The shadow's predatory organ securely wrapped itself around his head, while her own on the other hand snatched his oversized sword from his lethal grip; dropping it as it penetrated the ground. She covered her mouth cutely and gave out a small "oops" of innocence. The shadow repeatedly slammed his body against the floor relentlessly, a bloodcurdling crack could be heard within the confinements of his head-- blood dripped down her scale as well as the back of the shadow's neck. Her eyes begin to gradually grow in size as the two of them begin to disintegrate. Melting like liquid with a disgusting shade of gray. Even the blood turned gray, was that possible? Originally, shadow clones would just die, do they even have blood? How come this one was different? Her body twitched, disturbed. Watching the life drain from her own eyes? Bewilderment and fear consumed her body, paralyzing her. Her eyes caught the smirk curling his lips. His body maneuvered itself skillfully towards her, the sword nearly clashing impaled her body if it wasn't for the kunai Zabuza barely dodged.
"What the..." Zabuza muttered, as she quickly recovered. An unexpected leg shot out with Zabuza's head being the target-- like a soccer ball. Unfortunately, he dodged quickly. Her eyes planted on the mop of blonde hair in front of her, alongside with the ever so familiar orange suit he wore.
"Get away from her." A low malicious growl caused you to flinch in a brief momentarily surprise. Was this even the same Naruto that practically wished for her death not even a three months ago?
Did Naruto just... save you?
I wouldn't have died anyway....
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