Special: Nui Gaiden!
Chapter Forty-One: Taking a Weapon of Mass Destruction
"So.....are you going to answer me?" Kato murmured, smiling as he stood, steadily blocking Kaname's free hand with a pitch black large shield that he held in his left hand.
"I ask you again: who the hell are you?"
As Sakura reached down to grab the chains, she collapsed. Sakura hit the cold ice, right next to Matsumora's corpse, as freezing water flowed around her in a stream-like pattern. She then felt a hot sensation struck her body, and immediately puked up blood. The blood dripped form her lips, falling into the water and mixing along with it.
Damn...I overused it...I'm only supposed to use the White Flash of Death Jutsu seven times per day, but I used it thirteen times already..
, Sakura thought, continuing to puke up red blood in the midst of it.
As her vision began to blur, Sakura, with all her strength she could muster, reached toward Matsumora's fire chains with her hand.
Just a little away....
And she grasped it, barely. With a triumphant smile on her face, she gripped it as her vision became even further blurring, and she was now barely able to see her hand. Suddenly, she felt an odd sensation: she had never felt it before, but it sent chills up her spine. Sakura knew, it was clearly not a good sensation. Suddenly, the fire chains started to brighten. It continued to become brighter and brighter, as Sakura tried to coil her hand away from it, to no avail. The chains suddenly snapped to life, black flames appearing, lashing around. The fire pressed against Sakura's skin, burning her as it continued to spread throughout her body.
Sakura let out a cry of pain as the black flames continued to consume her. Others, in a safe distance, stopped their battles to look at the large black flames in alarm as they watched with horror as it slowly burned the screaming shinobi to death.
And the screaming stopped altogether, as the black fire suddenly vanished, not even leaving a trace of its existence. And Sakura Helga, it's victim, was vacant, too gone without a trace left.
"What the..." Kato murmured in astonishment.He then heard a whistling sound behind him and turned to see Kaname charging madly at him, swinging his fists rapidly, just five meters away.
With a maddened expression on his face, Kato lashed at Kaname, his shield ready for battle.
"What the hell have you done with Sakura?!!"
"Ugh...What was that?" Nui muttered, crouching on one knee, in pain. To add the extent of his injuries, he had a broken leg as well as had three strikes at the heart which lead him to puking up blood every few minutes.
"Why worry about your comrade?"
Nui glanced behind, to see Allon standing casually with a bored expression. Despite Nui's best efforts, Allon wasn't in the least wounded. Allon didn't even seemed tired, not even sweating. Suddenly, Allon broke into a mad dash. Before Nui had even time to defend himself, Allon had crossed the twenty yards between them in nine seconds. He now stood before Nui, holding a short slim dagger in his hands.
"I'll put you out of your misery." Allon said disturbingly and brought the blade down on Nui, aimed for the kill.
And something whisked out of nowhere, blocking the dagger, as Nui looked up in surprise, as Allon widened his eyes.
"No one hurts Nui-kun!" Nami yelled angrily.
Where am I...
Am I dead..?
I see a light...
And it's red and hot...
The light...it's getting darker..
She was now in a whole different dimension, one void of any life. She floated softly, and pitch black darkness was the only thing that surrounded her. The only source of light was that red glow in the distance, before her. It glowed radiantly, yet gave off an uncomfortable feeling.
I gotta move...
And quickly too...
She moved, as fast as possible. Each second in reality seemed to be an hour to her, torturing her as the sounds of laughter was occasionally heard as she passed, mocking and insulting her to no end.
Uncontrollable thirst and hunger quickly came, scratching at her with a scream for water and food. Sakura tried her best to ignore it, yet it continued to hang over her like a a scythe, haunting her every move.
Her vision remained blurry, and she was still injured, as her own blood dripped as she floated.
Finally, she gave in. Sakura collapsed, head first, to the amusement of the invisible crowd whose laughter rang everywhere. Her hunger and thirst too gave in, and she was suddenly tempted to drink her own blood as well as eat her own flesh in an attempt to drive those two tortures away.
Then, she heard a voice.
"Would you like some help?"
"Me? Oh, I'm nobody important, just the original owner of that weapon you're holding. I'm the King of Hell."
To be continued