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Beneath the scars
Preface:
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Leaves fell roughly through the street, once the black skateboard ran though them… Pants were heard from the mysterious skater who was going faster and faster each second… ' Shannaro! Damn, damn,' the anonymous skater thought.
He was desperate to escape whatever was behind. He avoided looking behind, fearing they could catch-up to him.
Despite the hard breathing, and the aching in each footstep, he kept going faster.
A few minutes later….
Dead End, declared the wall in front of the frustrated skater. "Shannaro," murmured the skater. He could feel his chakra slowly leaving. He had to get out of there, and fast!
The skater froze once he felt a presence behind; inwardly he cursed. A familiar voice broke the silence, a voice that sent chills up his spine.
"Well, well, well. It seems like he was right … you are weak," said a boy around 17 or 16, with spiky hair and onyx eyes, followed by two other 16 year olds.
"Shut-up, Zaku," hissed the anonymous skater. He or she flickered his eyes giving a venomous death glared, that even Itachi would shake in fear.
Zaku narrowed his onyx eyes at this, and asked harshly "You want a death wish, girl?" more demanding than harsh.
Nobody said anything for a while…
The "girl" struggle to hide the disgusted look on her face. She knew what was going to happen, for it practically happened every week. But this week was different, she had failed him, and she was going to pay dearly for it.
The "Zaku" guy gave her a wicked smirk out of the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking of something.
"Dosu, you go first," Zaku demanded as if he was the boss, and he seemed as if he was.
A guy showed up with a masked left eye and face. He could look like a zombie if it weren't for his tan skin. He left up his right arm and with all his force he could minister, he swigged his arm down.
He landed a punch on her stomach, and the breath was knocked out of her. Instead of crying or screaming for help, she stayed unmoving, letting them do as they pleased. She knew that she couldn't do anything, because they'll end up telling him…
… And she didn't want that, she remembered the last time she caused trouble-shudders - it was unpleasant. She felt as if she was in hell. No, not the type were there's fire and pit of darkness, it was far worse than that. She still had the bloody scars, he gave her.
Then both 2 boys and girl beat it the air out of her, as she remains unmoving.
15… bloody, painful minutes pass by, as they (finally) stop. Those 15 damn minutes felt like eternity to Sakura.
The guy named Zaku moved closer to her bloody face, and said "Lord Orochimaru wants to see you soon. He said something about lending you or so…" He smirked evilly. And left with his companions.
Sakuracoughed off blood, as pulled her sleeve up to clean up the left over blood. Picking herself up along with her bag and skateboarded, she left as if what happened was nothing.
Like she said, this happens almost every week…
Meanwhile… (Someone else near by)
Horrified looks where past around the street as a red headed walked by. Some were glaring, some were shaking and others nervously stepped out of his way.
Afraid of getting killed…
The red headed just glared, with a 'Don't-Mess-With-Me' image. He walked near to a death end, searching for a particular street. That is when he heard noises.
He chooses to ignore it, and kept on walking. But something caught his attention once more; a familiar name passed though someone's lips.Orochimaru.
He remembered, it was a wicked serial murder who wanted more and more power. He use to work with his father before. He clinched his fit in anger, of the mention of his father.
He turned slightly to the dead end that caught his attention. He walked slowly toward it. The noises became louder and louder...
What he saw shocked him no doubt, a girl (he assumed) around 14 or so was being beating-up. And no it wasn't about that; it was the fact that she didn't do anything about it. Like it was a daily thing.
She didn't struggle, cry or even scream when they beat-it her, she just stayed unmoving as if there was no pain.
He suddenly had the urge to go help her, but he was frozen in spot. Numb. Shocked.
He saw the guys that beat her leave, laughing among themselves. He quickly turned his glaze to the "Victim".
He saw her wipe her blood away, pick-up her things and leave as if it were nothing…
This is just a preface, not the actual fic... I'm going to post the first chapter soon...
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Saskue: Like hell you won't...
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Yamiko-Uchiha