Hello dear readers! Long time, no see!

I hope you enjoy this chapter, but be warned, I tried to skate around the details, but this is still incredibly graphic. Please read at your own risk!

It was dark. Complete blackness. I could not see anything! Come to think of it, I also couldn't hear anything, or feel my body for that matter.

Was I dead? If this is what death is like, then it's pretty boing.

'You are not dead.'

'What?! Who said that?'

'You're the genius, you figure it out.'

'The corpse?'

'Bingo. I prefer Temari though.'

'Where am I? How are we talking right now?'

'We are both still in my grave. We aren't talking, I'm just in your head, Shikamaru.'

'How? How are you even alive?!'

I heard (felt?) a giggle. 'I'm not "alive" as you'd put it. As far as how I'm moving, I have unfinished business to take care of. Turns out, when a person is subjected to some pretty messed up stuff, they may have a hard time moving on. I was waiting, when your blood woke me up. Which I guess is why we can talk like this now.'

'Oh... Uhh, how did you die? Am I supposed to ask that, or is that like not cool for dead people, like asking a woman her weight?'

'Glad you asked. I hope you have strong stomach!'

And with that, I could see again. I was not in my body though.

I was seeing things through her eyes. About a month ago, though I don't know how I knew those things for certain.

She was getting off of a bus, bag in hand, in a questionable part of town. She looked around, searching for something. Spotting a person with gray hair and glasses, Temari approached him. "Sir? Excuse me, but could you point me towards the Konoha Hotel? I'm new here and could use the help." He smiled. "My name is Kabuto, and it would be my honor to escort you there myself! Your name is...?" "Temari. Thank you so much for your help!" She said as they started off walking, a feeling of unease told me they were going the wrong way to get to the Hotel. They walked for about 10 minutes, and the amount of people around suddenly dropped to zero. "Kabuto, how much further to the hotel?" He turned towards her and smiled widely. "Oh, we're not going to the hotel. Sorry about that."

She backed up, clearly confused. "What do you mean?" Kabuto still had that smile on his face. "You're going to be our 'guest'. Isn't that right, guys?"

She turned around to see four guys, and one girl standing there. Lecherous smirks adorned their faces. "Yes, come with us. It will be so much easier." The largest of the group said. Temari realized at that point, she was in a dead end. "That does sound easier, not!" She threw her bag at the big guy, and it caught him off guard, hitting him square in the face. She made a break for the group, and a scrawnier guy moved towards her. She tried to kick a fieldgoal in between his legs, and his howl of pain rang off of the walls of the empty building. The woman yelled out "Ukon, Sakon, get the bitch!" Two identical twins stood in her path, and she tried running past them. One of them snagged an arm, and she turned to punch him in the face. The other had grabbed her before his brother went down, and the woman stepped in. Temari tried headbutting who ever was holding her, to no avail. Stars exploded across her vision as she reeled from a punch to the eye. "You fucking idiots! What is this, amateur hour?!" Temari looked up to see the woman with red hair, holding a small metal pipe. She struggled, and yelled out "Help! Someone please!" This was apparently the wrong thing to say, because the woman cracked Temari across the face with the pipe. That took most of the fight out of her, as she hit the ground hard. She felt her eye and cheek swelling, and could feel the warm, sticky blood running down her face and mixing with the dirt. "Now now, Tayuya. We can not break Orochimaru-Sama's new toy just yet. I have a sedation ready. All of you, please hold her down!" Temari felt a pinprick, and then blackness.

'Wow, if that was a month ago, how much suffering did you have to endure?'

'Enough for my body to reanimate.'

'Fair enough.'

'It's pretty nasty. I'll speed it up for you, and just slow down on the particularly important.'

'Thanks.'

What followed was the most horrific thing I have ever seen. She was chained up in a basement. Rape, torture, just cruelty. She was only given enough food and water to make it through the day. These people were evil. No doubt about that. A new man entered the picture, I guessed he was this Orochimaru they mentioned. He was a pale man, with long, straight, dark hair, and haunting, golden serpentine eyes, as well as a creepy smile. He was wearing a business suit. "Hello, Child. I am Orochimaru. I hope your stay here has been pleasant." A wad of spit hit his cheek. The smile melted off of his face, as he retrieved a handkerchief to wipe the spit away. "If you do not want my charity, then I will make sure you do not enjoy this." A raspy voice choked out, "Fuck...You..." Temari's voice was terrible. Dehydration, and starvation had been taking it's toll on her. It was admirable, in a way, that she kept fighting when all hope was lost. The images sped up again. These people laughing at her pain. Beating her, trying to break her will. Sodomy. Until we slowed down on what I knew to be her last day alive.

She was sleeping on a bed of what looked like hay, when a sharp kick to the ribs woke her up. Temari wasn't a doctor, but that was a broken rib, she was sure. "Ohhh..." She tried to curl into a fetal position, but her assailant wasn't having that. "Get up, Bitch!" Tayuya ordered. Temari's lungs were on fire as she stumbled to a standing position. She coughed up a small amount of blood. Her shackles had been reduced to just one ankle for the day. A bucket with cold, soapy water and a washcloth slid into her view. As if answering her unspoken question, Tayuya barked out, "Look, it's a special day for Orochimaru-Sama. If you clean yourself really good, and don't be a dumb whore, I'll give you clothes to wear today before he comes to visit." Seeing not much choice, Temari did as she was told. An hour later, she was wearing what I recognized as the outfit her corpse was currently in. It was a lavender and gray outfit, with a red sash to tie it all together. She was clean, and as presentable as she could be. Her morning ration was even doubled. What ever put Orochimaru in a good mood, was apparently, a good thing.

"Why, Child! You look lovely! Almost human!" I could feel the rage builing inside her, as she dropped to her knees. "Yes, Orochimaru-Sama. I was told that today was a special day." He smiled, that god-awful smile again. "Indeed it is. I have just acquired a business, I have been trying to get for years. I now own Konoha Oil Surplus Services!" She crawled over to him, almost to the end of her chain. She rubbed against his crotch through his pants. "How can I make your day more special, My Master?" I felt sick to my stomach as I watched him unzip his pants, and enter her mouth. Suddenly she bit down, as hard as she possibly could, and blood filled her mouth. "AHHH!" He screamed out in pain, as he fell back. She spit the remainder of the blood out and jumped on top of him, as she pulled her sash off and starting choking him with it. "Die, you Mother-Fucker!" Then, arms were pulling her back, and restraining her.

Orochimaru held his privates, which were still bleeding profusely. "Cut out her eyes!" He snarled with rage. "And get me some goddamn first-aid!"' Temari sat back and laughed for some reason, up until the scalpel Kabuto was holding started cutting into her right eye. She screamed herself hoarse, and he removed both, and blood ran down her battered, scarred face. The blood ran quickly, and with a curse, Kabuto tried tying a black cloth over her eyes to staunch the flow of blood, but it was too late.

She was gone.

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