Into the Depths

Normal speech/ thoughts

Abyssal speech/ thoughts

Abyssal Destroyer/familiar roaring

AN at bottom.

Chapter 3: Death of a Tyrant

Kurohikari was very annoyed. Why?

"Let us go!"

"We'll never come back!"

"I'll become a monk! Change my ways!"

"Silence you miserable curs!"

The damn prisoners wouldn't shut up, that's why.

GRRRRROOOOAAARR!

Her familiar granted her desire, its body was a monstrous torso covered in thick, black armor-plates, it's pale, tree-trunk thick arms bulged with muscles, and triple-mount 16-inch guns rested on top of it's armored shoulders that had a beam-width of 15 feet. It's large head was V-shaped, and heavily armored, ideal for ramming. It lacked visible eyes, but was far from blind as it could 'see' using sonar waves much like a bat used echolocation just in constant bursts. Right now, it stood obediently near it's master, it's body quivered with adrenaline, and it wanted nothing more than to devour the men in front of it, it's large tongue licked it's lipless maw. Had Kurohikari not been plugged in through the thick cable that linked her superior mind to it's own, it would've acted on those primal urges. For now, it had to settle for making the food cower beneath it's 12-foot high body.

While thankful for the silence, Kurohikari knew it wouldn't be long until they started up again. At first, she had been pleased when her beloved left her in command while he checked on Kitanda, but now that the slaughter was over, the only thing left was for her to watch the survivors of the attack while the rest of the Abyssal strike force busied themselves by either hunting for any remaining thugs under in the village, or by searching for the citizens, and gathering them in the center of the village where their leader requested they be placed. Kurohikari was already there with the small number of prisoners that she highly doubted would get higher, if the crack of guns, or the roars of familiars were anything to go by.

The Hime looked at the poorly maintained buildings around her, and gave a disgusted grimace. The wood of the buildings was rotted, barely able to support their own weight. Trash littered the streets, and there was the foul scent of human excrement mixed in with urine, rotting flex, and sex, which had originally made her along with other unmasked Abyssals gag when it hit their unprepared nostrils. Ugh, the seven miles of seawater Kurohikari had to swim through wasn't going to be enough to remove the horrid stench of this place from her body. She needed a long, hot shower. One at least an hour long.

"Lady Kurohikari."

The voice came from behind, and was a welcome distraction from the simpletons she had to watch over. Kurohikari turned to face the newcomer, showing the prisoners the port that the cable that linked her to her familiar plugged into, it was made from dark metal, and located in the center of her back, in-between the shoulder blades, her backless dress allowed for the view to be possible. The men would've gotten to see the heart-shaped cutout above her thick bubble-butt, but the grotesque familiar placed itself in front of her, and blocked their view of both Abyssals.

"A title is unneeded, Ru-san." The battleship-Hime stated in reply to her fellow battleship. The green-eyed Ru-Class possessed long black hair, the pale skin universal among abyssal creatures, and wore an entirely black outfit consisting of a long-sleeved shirt, pants, boots, and gloves. With her were a few residents of Wave, their wide eyes locked onto the tall form of Kurohikari, and they fell down to their faces with their palms on the ground. Repeatedly with tear-stricken voices they cried out thanks. The Ru-Class rolled her eyes. They had done this with her to.

"Please, cease your actions, and stand." Kurohikari spoke to the prostrated group of ten with a bit of annoyance in her voice. This rebuke surprised the villagers, but Kurohikari's next words explained the reason behind her reprimand.

"Save the praise for the one who acted in your behalf, our leader, the Abyssal Admiral."

The small group felt the immense amount of admiration, and devotion to the mentioned person in the horned woman's words, but still, they had to express their gratitude. An older man with grayed unkempt hair with a scruffy beard dressed in rags walked forward a few steps, and spoke to the taller woman in a humble tone, and a bowed head. This action intrigued both Kurohikari, and the present Ru.

"My lady- for It would be unbecoming of me to call your name- you are also to thank for our battered homes, and crushed people's freedom, all of you are." The man indicated with a spreading of his aged, calloused hands, and cautiously raised his eyes, almost afraid that direct eye-contact would offend her. The man continued.

"Yes, we owe our lord- for your leader is our liberator - much for our freedom, but to you, the soldiers, our thanks must also be given for your roles." The man said in earnest, the gratitude reflected in the old man's eyes, and in the faces of the people behind him, uncaring of the ocean-dwellers' differences. For both Abyssals this caused slight blushes from the attention focused on them, this wasn't something they had ever experienced before. Praise to this level. And from humans no less.

"Awww, it's so cute! I'm going to vomit now." Spoke one the prisoners, which ruined the mood, and flipped Kurohikari's pissed switch. One mental command later, and the thug who opened his mouth was yanked from the group by the Battleship-Hime's familiar, a tight grip nearly turned his body into paste. Kurohikari assumed direct control of her servant, and with a cruel grin, held out her arm as if something were inside it.

"I will not tolerate further noise from you weaklings." Hissed Kurohikari as she moved her thumb, the beast mimicked her movement fluidly, it's own thumb now underneath the loudmouth's chin. Kurohikari tilted both her, and the familiar's hands towards the circle of prisoners, and then she flicked her thumb, as if flipping a coin. The head of the man held in the beast's hand burst off with no resistance, and flew through the air. The pansies- Kurohikari couldn't see them as men- closest to where it impacted avoided the popped off head by moving to the side as best as the cramped circle would allow, though some raised protests when hit by specks of blood launched with the head. The sounds of protest, and disgust increased when Kurohikari willed her familiar to use two of it's oversized fingers to crush the fresh corpses' torso area, sending blood, and other bits of gore out of the neck hole in a messy spray that coated them.

"The next one to talk will be used to feed my pet." Kurohikari monotonously told the prisoners, the familiar devoured the corpse as she spoke, blood mixed with drool dripped from it's lipless jaws. Pleased that her threat made the group go silent, Kurohikari turned back to the villagers that had looked away. She could tell that they have seen enough bloodshed.

"Ru, take them over there." Ordered Kurohikari as she pointed to a spot that was within the citizens view range where they could see still see her, but would have a hard time hearing anything save for if she had her familiar fire it's cannons. The old man gave her a thankful look as he led the four small children, three young men, and two older women with him to the place pointed to. As they left, Kurohikari saw how skinny, and malnourished the children were, how their bones looked ready to poke through the skin.

"I'm surprised that humans are capable of depravity. I had assumed that they were created better." Kurohikari concluded lowly when the civilians were far enough away. She turned her gaze back to the silent prisoners, they were still wiping off the blood and guts of their comrade she observed with a small smirk. Now she could wait for her beloved Admiral to arrive in relative peace.

It was actually another hour before the Abyssal Admiral appeared, the people of Wave had been gathered in the center of the village, assembled in front of a raised stage they all knew too well. Quite often Gatou would use this platform to publicly execute those who still attempted to resist him. Such men were tortured for all to see, while the women were broken on that stage then dragged away to be given as just another toy for Gatou's supporters. For every citizen of wave, being called to this stage was a dreaded event, more so for the families of whoever the brave soul was that found the courage to resist.

Now, in front of the same people he once ruled over with an iron fist, Gatou was dragged across to the middle of that stage, still held by his legs, and the exposed intestine hung limply over the side of his bulging gut. His head turned towards the silent audience, and pitifully reached for the remains of his men.

They looked away, unwilling to meet their fallen leader's gaze.

"How ironic, eh Gatou?"

Naruto signaled the two battleships to release the prisoner. His amethyst eyes looked out to the crowd, analyzing the different expressions of the people. He saw admiration, thankfulness, and most important: hope. Naruto could see the fire of hope in the eyes of the civilians. Naruto looked down at the worm at his feet.

"Pathetic…" Naruto muttered. Time to finish this, and return to the abyss, to home. A single Ru-class battleship carried a steel table onto the stage, chains also held in her grasp. Together with her Admiral, they chained the man on the table, the metal chains cut into Gatou's wrists, and the flesh above his ankles. Naruto walked forward, all attention on him.

"People of Wave." Naruto addressed the crowd before him, his controlled voice was heard by all, as if his vocal cords were the only thing allowed to make sound at that moment.

"I give you your…" Naruto indicated to the man on the table, his voice carried a tinge of disgust.

"…Tyrant. Defeated. Beaten." Naruto took another step forward, his hands now behind his back.

"Rendered. Powerless." Robotically finished the Abyssal Admiral, tears of joy fell from the people's faces, yet they made no sound, afraid to accidentally disrespect him by interrupting his speech.

"However, he still holds power over you, even now." Naruto told the people, their confusion shown.

"You all still harbor fear of him because of the atrocities he afflicted upon your lives, but," The people saw him remove his hands from his back, and in the grip of his right was a knife with a six-inch long blade that was curved with multiple cruel serrations on it's edge.

"Today that connection will be severed." Naruto held out his gloved left hand to the people, the thugs heard the growls of Abyssal familiars as Naruto jerked his head back to the docks. As the thugs were led by a group of his troops to feed to the ravenous destroyers, he walked over to the now struggling Gatou, the fat man was shouting at his men for help, threatening them, and offering positions of power. Naruto's chuckle that was colder then waters of the Marianas. There was no way any of those pigs would live past the hour. Gatou was the exception, his death would take much longer. Naruto turned his gaze back to the people, and held out the knife with the handle towards them, the blade in his grasp.

"Which of you will stand, and be the first to sever this connection? I will not do this for you, it is not my place."

His words surprised the people along with his actions. The men in the crowd looked at the knife, and balled their fists, their heart rates quickened, and only were further raised by the Admiral's voice.

"Who will be the first to repay him for the pain he inflicted on you? On your families? On your friends?"

From her place within the crowd, Kurohikari could see how Naruto's words affected the people, she saw their teeth clench as tears fell from their faces. No doubt the memories played in their heads. All the while, Naruto kept speaking.

"Who among the fathers will make this pig feel the same anguish they did when he took your daughters away, and turned them into fuck toys? And what about when he had your sons killed on this very stage to set an example? Who will make him feel that same pain?"

"!"

A sudden scream, half rage, half sorrow, filled the air. It came from a rather tall man, this one had a decent amount of muscle that showed from his shirtless physique that also displayed multiple lashes from whips. It was obvious that this man was used primarily for heavy lifting. From behind his faceplate, Naruto felt a scowl form as the man tearfully lumbered towards the stage. Naruto bent down to whisper into Gatou's ear.

"Don't even pray for mercy, neither I or God will show it. Let alone these people."

With that, Naruto raised his body back up just as the man reached him. His appearance was grizzled, sweaty face unshaven with a scruffy beard. His brown eyes were red, and puffy with tears that still flowed. Naruto stood in front of him, the dagger held at his side. The man had to look up to slightly upwards to stare at the Abyssal Admiral in his glowing eyes despite his own tall stature.

"Tell me, what has this… pig, taken from you?"

"M- my children… my wife…" The man choked out before a fury worthy of a tornado overtook his expression as he lunged towards the struggling man tied chained to the table.

"All his fault!"

With a single hand, Naruto held back the father intent on strangling Gatou.

"As much as I want to see the life fade from that filths eyes, I can't allow you to finish him."

"Why?!" The man loudly demanded, his eyes fixed on the helpless Gatou.

"Don't you want him to die?!"

The man felt a great pressure on his shoulder that threatened to pop his arm off as he was spun to face the indignant eyes of the Admiral. He realized his mistake, but before he could apologize, Naruto spoke.

"I want him to suffer." Naruto answered.

"I want him to feel the pain of every one of you that has been gathered. Until all of you have taken your pounds of flesh, he must live, if only to know pain. When it is all over, if no one else desires to, you may end his life." Naruto promised the man. Naruto handed him the knife, and the two walked to the terrified Gatou.

"Before we begin," Naruto began, he looked down at the man next to him.

"How many did he take?"

"… I lost three sons, a daughter, and my beloved Akira." The man answered slowly. Naruto nodded before he addressed the audience.

"This man has lost five precious people, therefore he gets six stabs or cuts. Five for those he lost, one for himself. When you come up here, you will tell me who you lost, and that is how it will be decided how much pain an individual gets to give this scum." With those words Naruto nodded to the man, and it began.

Gatou screeched when the knife embedded itself in his forearm. Slowly, the man raised the serrated edge of the knife out of Gatou, the teeth sawed flesh as they rose until the blade was out just to be shoved in again. With each scream, people began to line up, and cheer, the man who had lost everything was both laughing, and crying as he stabbed the object his hatred. When he was done, he felt a pat on his back before the knife was taken from him, and the Admiral told him to wait beside him.

"I always keep my promises." Naruto assured the man before he handed the knife to the next person in line. Gatou's blood slowly dripped on the floor as another man walked up.

"For my sisters you son of a bitch."

Two stabs in the arm, and a cut on the face.

"Next." Naruto dully called the next person, a woman this time.

"Payback's a bitch…."

She undid she zipper and stabbed Gatou in his small sausage. The former gangster shouted to the heavens.

Naruto didn't even bat an eye. He had felt much worse during his surgeries, the ones that removed his human aspects, and made him into a superior being, an Abyssal. Gatou whipped his head towards Naruto, his eyes begged for mercy.

"Next."

Naruto's glacier cold voice ensured Gatou that Naruto meant what he said earlier. The man tried to bite off his tongue, but the next person in line was rather observant. Then again, he tried the same thing when two of Gatou's men began to beat him for fun. He didn't succeed, and he would make damn sure Gatou didn't either.

"No You don't bastard!"

The villager forced Gatou's mouth open, stabbed the liar's filthy tongue, and pulled it out as far as it would go before he punched Gatou's lower jaw. The tongue was served, and twitched on the knife. Gatou looked ready to go into a coma from the pain, his blood had started to pour out much quicker from hos wounds, increasing the chance that Gatou would bleed out. Naruto couldn't have that, Gatou had to be aware, and alive to experience his punishment.

The tongue-cutter handed Naruto the knife back, and left with a cruel smile on his face.

"Excessive but acceptable." Naruto judged mentally, his hand signaled to a nearby Ru-class, while the other motioned for the next person to stop. The Ru came with a case that she open to reveal a syringe with a purple liquid. Naruto stabbed Gatou in the heart, and injected the liquid.

"I can't have you dying on that table so I gave you a little something that'll make sure you stay alive long enough for us to finish." Naruto looked out to the line, the bio-computer that was installed in his brain calculated there was approximately 679 people left.

"You've got another couple hundred people that want a piece of you. Literally."

All Gatou could do was cry.

The sound of flesh being cut was dominant, a villager would get their turn, and under the watchful eyes of the Abyssals, and their Admiral they would stab, or cut into whatever part of their former tyrant they wanted so long as it didn't kill him. The Admiral was pleased to see that nobody tried. Naruto took pleasure in watching Gatou slowly be carved up, he was so absorbed in it that he failed to notice Kurohikari crept up behind him until she pressed her soft breasts against his back, and her arms wrap around his front. She soon let go, and stood at his side, a smirk that radiated a sick joy in what she saw.

Gatou was starting to whimper weakly, people still carved into him, the injection Naruto gave him ensured that the corrupt businessman would live long enough to go through this. Oh look! Someone cut Gatou's eyelids off! Now he had to see his next torturer! The people laughed as Gatou made what mournful sound he could without a tongue. He looked at Naruto again, one final plea in his eyes.

"This is what you deserve." Naruto stated with cold finality when a man stabbed Gatou in the kneecap, and twisted. All the while, hundreds more waited for their turn, and the Abyssals watched silently.

The table that Gatou had been laid on was blood soaked, and the wood of the platform was stained red under the table. The people were done with Gatou, and now had left, all except the man who had stepped up first. Nobody tried to take it away from him, he started it, and gave them the courage to continue. It was only fitting to the people of Wave that he finish it.

"A promise, is a promise." Naruto robotically spoke as he gave the man the knife again. Naruto walked a little to the side, Kurohikari with him, the two now joined by Kitanda, who had come up around thirty minutes ago.

"Finish him." Naruto gave the order.

The man walked over to the shredded lump of bloody flesh that was barely recognizable as Gatou. His skin was gone, and the fat beneath look like it had gone through a meat grinder. A gurgling sound, probably from all the internal bleeding, could be heard from His throat.

"And now another member of the 'Trolled by Kitanda Club' bites the dust. Or knife in this case."

Naruto rolled his eyes, while Kurohikari sighed. Gatou would've flipped off Kitanda but all his fingers had been severed. The man had walked over with the dagger raised, and plunged it inside Gatou's heart. The dying man made no sound, save for a gargle from the blood in his throat. The man watched along with the Admiral, and his girls as the life drained away.

"Do what you will with the body." Naruto told the man before he shouted authoritatively to his troops.

"Move out! We return home, to the Abyss!"

At their Admiral's command, the Abyssals started to move towards the docks, some of them had stayed there after feeding Gatou's remaining men to the destroyers. Naruto led as the walked through the village, the people cheering, and wished them success in their endeavors. The Admiral had to hold back a few laughs when some of the men of Wave began to ask the Abyssals out on dates, the girls unsure on how to act, their faces flushed red or blue depending on their class, and model. Naruto's blood itself had changed color with his transformation, now a rich cobalt. As Naruto walked, Kurohikari and Kitanda at his sides, he thought of how much the shinobi world was about to shaken when the humans realized that not only where they not alone on this planet, but that they were hopelessly outgunned.

"So close Sage, yet even you aren't immune to the universe's bullshit." Naruto snickered mentally. Naruto almost wished that the Sage of Six Paths still lived just to see the sort of face the technology-hating man would make when he learned that a rather critical part of his plan had failed. To take a page out of Kitanda's book, it would be the ultimate troll. A mocking smirk formed behind the mask, Naruto could already see the- wait a minute. The Admiral stopped moving, and looked around, his built-in tracking and identification optical system registered everyone save for two. His soldiers noticed his actions, curious at what stopped their leader.

"Where are Hoppou, and Wanko?"

The various Abyssals looked around, just now they noticed their missing Northern Ocean, and Seaport Princesses.

"Wait, didn't Wanko-Hime say that she would watch that group of children we found while the villagers killed that bastard?" Offered a Tsu-Class, something that a Wo-class confirmed. Wanko wasn't one for violence, and Naruto was further informed that Hoppou was also among the children Wanko decided to watch over.

"Ok, then where is she?" The Admiral inquired. The same Tsu began to answer, but a panicked shout cut her off.

"Admiral!"

A path opened and revealed the missing Seaport Princess, but her white skin, hair, and short dress with detached sleeves had a good amount what appeared to be crushed rock. Her eyes were wide, and she wasted no time in running towards her leader, immediately she spoke.

"Hoppou, and the human children were taken! I had taken them near a lake so the children could clean themselves when smoke filled my vision, and rock enveloped my entire body." The clearly distressed, and agitated paused to take a breath. It calmed her down a little.

"After I broke out, the children, and Hoppou were gone. I thought that this wasn't a shinobi village?"

"It Isn't." Naruto reaffirmed. Either the Hidden Leaf, or the Mist villages must have been monitoring the situation in Wave, and whatever units they placed logically decided that when the Abyssals began to raise hell that it was time to go. While Naruto understood why they took the children, he wasn't going to excuse taking Hoppou. It seemed that the hunt was still on.

"Find those shinobi, and bring them to me. Now!"

CUT! CHAPTER OVER!

AN: C'mon guys, like I'd not get this done as soon as possible. I hope that I punished Gatou enough, and that this chapter was pleasing. Looks like those two Jounin from last chapter are in quite a bit of trouble, hee hee. Also, that third girl is down to two choices: Heavy Cruiser Princess, or Abyssal Submarine So-class.

Please read, and review. Any questions will be answered, and suggestions will be considered.

Later! Greyblueflames burning out!