A Mother’s Sword: Devils Analogy Chapter 2
April 16, 2014
Chapter 2: Chained to Hell
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“Have you any last words?”
Like a snake had been dropped from the sky, the mob broke apart, everybody stumbling in different directions in their haste to get away from the red-haired woman who had suddenly appeared within their midst. That was only half the reason they ran and scrambled; the other half was attributed towards the katana she wielded in her right hand. It was a dull red with black inscriptions running the length of the blade and it ended in a slight point, the tip glistening under the flames their torches provided.
Kushina had left her disguise on top of the roof. That was a necessity. She didn’t want to be a mere shadow cutting them down. She wanted them see her, to feel her, to perceive without a shred of doubt who was about to fuck them up. Giving no thought to consequence, she knew that by allowing herself to be seen in such a fashion she had incurred the Hokage’s wrath—as something told her he was watching her every move through his special crystal ball—but she had decided a decade ago how this was going to play out. There was no stopping it now.
Her red hair, lengthened over time, flowed behind her like a waterfall. Her radiant skin was untouched and ivory despite years of fighting, sneaking, assassinating. But her eyes, it was those pools of piercing dread that struck an untold amount of fear within the mob around her.
“W-who are you?” asked one of the more spindly men, this one wielding a pitchfork in knobby hands.
Just the sight of it set fire within Kushina’s stomach though her face remained emotionless. It would do no good to lose herself before it even started, before the other members of her group were able to join in on the fun.
“As far as last words go, that would be considered a terrible waste. I have already said my name.” She lifted her blade, holding it vertically, the tip pointed down. “Oh damned souls, repent for your crimes as the chains of hell drag you into a fiery oblivion.”
A Mother’s Sword: Devil’s Analogy Chapter 1
April 9, 2014
Summary: What would happen if Uzumaki Kushina had not died? What if she’d secretly watched in shadows as her child was bullied? What if she finally snapped? What if…she killed them all?
Chapter 1: Prelude to Death
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Like an eagle she sat perched upon the rooftop, shrouded in the haunting darkness that night usually brought. Her eyes, nothing but glistening sparks behind a mask, were locked onto a blonde-haired child, watching silently as four other larger children surrounded him. The sparks narrowed into slits as they began striking the smaller boy, their tightly wounds fists crashing into his face over and over again despite his desperate pleas at them to stop.
She watched this go on, keeping a mental timer in her head and was just coming around to the six-minute mark when an adult, the orphanage owner, came running out. It was a woman, a woman who, instead of chastising and possibly striking the other children, only grabbed the small blonde boy by the neck of his shirt and dragged him roughly back inside the building.
The woman on the rooftop closed her eyes and in doing so became one with the gloom and faded away….
Future Plans Chapter 5: She Wants A Word With You
April 6, 2014
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Damn…and here I thought the two months of personal training I’d given that idiot would have been enough. Guess not.
“Come on, fool!” shouted Sasuke, cupping hands around his mouth. “That new guy’s making you look straight stupid out there!”
Even if Naruto wanted to reply, the fist that rammed itself into his mouth made speech all but impossible. As pain lanced through his head, he stumbled back, a trail of blood leaking over his bottom lip.
“Y-you son of—” he coughed, spitting. “That was a cheap blow and you know it.”
“What was that?” Shaking his stinging knuckles, Crowa frowned, failing to understand the blondes words. “How is it cheap when you allow yourself to be distracted? I saw an opening so I took it. Are the rules really that different in this village? Or are you just making excuses? Honestly, I can’t tell.”
Off to the sidelines stood Kakashi with Sakura at his hip. He had been watching the duel for the better half of an hour, intrigued by Crowa’s fighting style but also by the maturation of Naruto’s own skillset. Before Sasuke’s death, he could hardly throw a proper punch—much less string together combos—but watching him now, analyzing him, he could see a touch of professionalism in his strikes.
“Crowa’s right, Naruto,” he lectured lightly. “Not only is it dangerous to fight while occupied with other things, it’s also gravely disrespectful to your opponent. Give your full attention to Crowa.”
Shut the hell up, Sasuke! Naruto shouted within the confines of his mind, willing his ears to block off Sasuke’s constant shouting. He spat blood and knelt down, undoing the zipper of his jacket. “Alright…damn thing’s gettin’ in my way.” Like a second skin, he peeled the sweat-drenched piece of clothing off and tossed it aside, now clad in only a dark blue undershirt. “Hell yeah,” he grunted, stretching his arms. “Round two, Crowa. Let’s go.”
Future Plans Chapter 4: Crowa
January 11, 2014
Chapter 4: Crowa
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do however own an original story I can’t wait to get published.
A/N: Edited. Enjoy and R&R
Chapter IV: Crowa
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Huh.
Ever feel like you’re having an out of body experience? Like you were sure something weird as shit was going down yet at the same time cold reality was there to bitch-slap you into acceptance?
Yeah, that’s me. Just call me Ghosuke (patent pending).
My real name is Sasuke Uchiha, and up until a few months ago I was among the world of ninja, more importantly among the world of the breathing. Up until a few months ago I had everything a boy could ever need—I had notoriety, stature, girls chasing me like I was a bucket of ice cream, and money out the ying-yang.
At the present I’m standing on my own grave, something that’s more surreal than a kick to the crown jewels. Now…tell me if this makes sense. Supposedly, I died—wait, there’s no supposedly about it; I let my best friend puncture my heart like a piece of beef. Instant death. Anyway, so I’m dead, but for the life of me—ha, ‘life’ of me—I can’t figure out why I’m still here, on earth. I thought the souls of the deceased were supposed to move on. What does that mean?
Hell if I know. I’m dead, that much is for certain yet I can’t seem to do all the things that a ghost is supposed to do…well, based off of movies and books I’d read. I can’t fly through the air—only levitate slightly, I can hardly phase through things—only Naruto and the dirt to my own coffin…the only thing I can do without fail is piss Naruto off, which is fun and all but it all gets tiresome after a while.
Future Plans Chapter 3: Rent
January 10, 2014
Here’s Chapter 3 I hope you are enjoying it, Sometime within the next week as I continue to update this story I will add a new one into the mix. Let me know what you think
Theboy24 realizing that this blogging thing could become a habit for real.
Chapter 3: Rent
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A/N: To parlay any coming confusion, yes, this chapter is still part of Future Plans.
Chapter III: Rent
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…One Day Prior…
Tucked just underneath the Land of Fire resided another land, one not as grand but just as old, established around the same time yet hidden throughout the years from all those whose rank did not exceed that of a Kage. It was called Moon-X, coined because it was founded under the birth of a blood moon. The X stood for the unholy unification and crossbreeding between man and animal.
Thus, Moon-X was birthed.
Moon-X could have very well been called ‘the Village hidden in Forest’ because that’s basically what it was, a thriving economy built more than fifty stories above ground in the tallest, sturdiest trees any of the countries had to offer. Over the years, huts were built with clay imported from the village hidden in the rocks and dried to almost metal-like substance with a quick burst of fire.
The village had an almost arachnid architecture in the way of how lodgings and other building were connected. That was due in part because the founder of Moon-X had been a spider-hybrid, King Trant—he laid down the foundation for the village, initially using web as a means of transportation from building to building. Over the years, as each generation progressed, the webs came down to be replaced by zero gravity wires. They were strong enough to hold up to a hundred people on a single strand, yet delicate enough to be grabbed bare-handed and glide along easily without fear of your hand being seared off.
Future Plans Chapter 2: The Sasuke Retrieval Team Redux
January 9, 2014
Just for you Future Plans Chapter 2
Chapter 2: The Sasuke Retrieval Team Redux!
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A/N: Edited.
Chapter II: The Sasuke Retrieval Team Redux
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“Umm…are you positive about this, Tsunade-dono?”
“Questioning my motives, Kakashi? That’s queer. Since when did you get upgraded into such a position to do so? Last I recalled, you were one of my faithful Jonin; you don’t ask questions, you only follow directions.”
Confused beyond reason, Kakashi took his gaze away from the dossier in his hands and pleadingly stared up at his superior officer, his one visible eye lowering in an attempt to win sympathy. “Alright then. Tsunade-dono…permission to speak freely?”
It was tough, struggling not to laugh as one of her more lovable Jonin squirmed before her desk. The light streaming in from the window behind her was subdued and after a tiring day of nothing but redundant paperwork she needed a little cool-down time, and wouldn’t you know it there was a little problem that needed fixing.
She wanted to laugh at his fidgeting but kept it professional. “Of course, Kakashi. Thoughts?”
“Yes, many. For one, I think this is downright crazy,” spoke Kakashi. He glanced at the report one last time before stowing it in his back pocket, resigned to his fate, and instead pulled out a familiar orange book. “I know you have a truckload of work to do but really now, bullying? I have enough on my plate without you adding to it, Tsunade-dono.”
Now a smile graced Tsunade’s porcelain face. She leaned back in her chair and eyed the Jonin. He always did impress her with his profound thought process—but then again, you didn’t get into the bingo books of nearly every major village by power alone. “Fairly played, Kakashi. Recite the name back to me, won’t you?”
There wasn’t a need for Kakashi to pull the slip back out; he’d never forget a name like that, giving what it implied and the trouble it certainly promised to bring.
“Crowa. No middle or last name.”
“Correct. You may feel free to further the name if you wish, I daresay the child will be in need of some dire nurturing,” explained Tsunade and from a drawer under her desk she unearthed a thick manila folder, one fit to bursting with files and sticky notes upon other sticky notes. “This behemoth of a file is just for one of those from Moon-X, most presently your new charge.” She let it fall to the desk and the sheer weight of it caused the room to quake with a loud THAM!
Future Plans Chapter 1: It Begins
January 9, 2014
Chapter 1: It Begins
Future Plans
A/N: Updated this chapter because the first version sucked something fierce.
Chapter I: It Begins
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“So…whadda ya think, Sasuke?”
“About what? This? It’s the same as last time, dead last. It’s always the same.”
Cerulean eyes closed for but one calming second, then opened again. “I hate when they drag us here. Out of respect, I don’t mention it but it’s starting to wear on my patience….”
A grunt was his response from the person next to him. Sighing, Naruto leaned even more heavily against the tree at his back, one leg up, hands in his pockets.
“It gets harder and harder to keep them smiling after what happened,” muttered Naruto with an almost lifeless twinge. “Coming here all the effing time ain’t helpin’….”
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