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Reborn again ((OPEN)) « Thread Started on Jul 14, 2008, 12:15pm »
~Hidan~
A lonely figure slowly walked down a clear dirt path. He was cloaked, but only so far as the large collar upon his robs extended above his shoulders. His white hair was an obvious set off against the black cloak, however not as much of one as the massive three-bladed scythe was that he carried against his back, holding it effect with his left hand. His right hand was inside of his cloaks sleeve, but it was evident that he was fettling with something small such as a chain of beads.
The dark clouds above allowed only a few shards of light to break through to his world, and the overall mood of the moment was dusty, as though a storm was approaching. However, the weather was no concern to this wayward traveler. Nothing of this world truly alerted the attention of this wanderer. Nations are born and destroyed, empires crumble along with their leaders, but one remains. ”Jashin…"The whisper escaped his lips as through spoken in a prayer, and they were.
While he had been traveling alone with nothing save his required prayers, the company of the trip was soon about to change. It looked as through a large grouping of people had collected ahead, many carrying possessions and anything else they could before the approaching storm hit. Judging from the skies it was going to be a bang once it hit, however Hidan only looked at them with only a half-thingyed star, somewhat in a daze to the potential danger the weather posed to anyone unlucky enough to be caught within it.
As Hidan continued down his path, walking against the flow of those fleeing the inevitable storm, he noticed several monks leading the refugees. d**n fools, they were wasting their time on things such as charity and compassion. Blasphemy.
”Watch it buddy.” They were the words of a blind man, or at least a man that might as well have been blind considering he had not attempted to use the eyes he was granted with. The words were quickly followed by an undoubtedly since of fear, since the man that had been so quick to judge Hidan as the misplaced one could now see the size of the scythe carried by the one he had just bumped into.
Hidan lifted his mostly free hand and slicked back his white, glossy hair, revealing the rosary of his faith still held tightly in his hand. ”Dude, you seriously did not just---“ However, before the immortal could finish his sentence, which had not even been spoken in anger so much as disbelief, he was cut off. One of the monks had grabbed his right wrist as through he knew more then Hidan!
”Child, where do you get this despicable trinket? Something like this should not be carried, do you know what this is, child?” The man was hold, his eyes being covered by the thick white bushes he called eyebrows being the only hair upon his face since his baldhead was completely absent of it. It was almost ironic that the old man here was the young one.
Hidan snapped his had away from the monks grip with a degree of anger. ”Lay off the goods, gramps, or I’ll loving kill you.” To think that someone like him would touch the symbol of Jashin without expecting consequences, such disrespect merited anger, blood.
”Hey, you can’t talk to him like that.”
”Now, now. There is no need for such anger from either of you. I simply did not want our friend here to be walking around with such an evil symbol. Nothing good can come from something like that.”
Nothing good? Isn’t that the f*cking point? ”What you tongue when you speak of my deity. It does not matter if killing a monk will curse someone to hell for all eternity, its not like I’ll have anything to worry about! I’ve heard enough of you blasphemy.” Hidan swung the massive three-bladed scythe around from behind his back. It was a shame, for them at least, that he wasn’t that quick of an attacker. It would just mean more agony, but then that’s what makes it so fun.
The bulky weapon swept across the front of the immortal, knocking back the man that had knocked Hidan earlier and impaling the three blades of its end into the body of the monk. ”That will teach you for your lies against my lord.” That’s when the screams began, women, children, even men all fleeing at the sight of his one kill. However, Hidan did not move at first. The monk had insulted the lord of his faith, and for that his own fate was sealed. However, before Hidan could kill any of the others he had to do something rather important. He had to pray. His lord demanded it, even if it would be a lot simpler to just begin the slaughter, Hidan needed to pray toward his lord or else it would be sacrilege. Not that it really mattered; sooner or later they are all going to die. Besides, Jashin always demands carnage, and his judgment was final!
The night was long, bloody, and when it was over Hidan was lying motionless on the ground, beneath him the symbol of Jashin marked where he lay. The only part of him that was moving was his lips as he whispered more and more of a seemingly never ending prayer. Even now and then his lungs would expand as he drew in a new breath, causing the pike protruding form his chest to wave up and down. When he finished his prayers he picked himself off of the ground, pulling the pike in his chest out with only the expression of “owe” to remark how it felt. Just as he stood to his feet a single drop of rain struck him on his forehead. However, the ensuing downpour that was previously promised soon followed this single drop. The rain quickly fell down upon the corpse-laden path. The rain was like a sign form his god. The sins of this world were being washed away along with the blood they paid.
Hidan ripped his scythe out of the ground were it had been planted and continued to walk the path in the rain as through nothing had happened at all. There was more work to be done.
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Re: Reborn again ((OPEN)) « Reply #1 on Jul 31, 2008, 8:46pm »
Though nothing had been truely heard of this girl, she was still a little legend in her Fragile mind. Though she might be quick to snap about some crazy thing she had never seen, ofcourse now she couldn't, she was always sneaking off, following other Akatsuki members. Her pale skin was splotched with tiny markings of blood she didn't want to wash away. On one of her tiny hands was a marking that seemed to be branded onto her, but merely just they blood symbol of her now dead clan. She walked a little ways, as the droplets of water landed on her, she gasped loudly. Water had always fightened her to death, just as heights did. She quickly covered her hand over her mouth, as she started to hide. Her eyes were a ice color of blue, a rare defect of her blood, which had green eyes. But she did have green eyes, before she was caused blindness. She remembered how pretty the sky was when it rained, the darkness, and blackness of the fluffy clouds. Oh sweet memories for this psychopath in hiding. Though she acted Sane, her mind was as twisted as her life. She breathed deeply, quickly standing uo from her hiding spot, which was behind a frail tree. Her own body was pale, and frail like the ice that covered her heart, but only for the best of reasons. The torn shape of her Akatsuki robe could be seen though she had torn it herself, not liking the things about it. She walked up, trying to keep her footing in the right spots, quickly trailing behind Hidan in the queitness of the night. Just like the night she had murder her own family, with a sythe much like Hidan's, though she could never truely know what these people in her Akatsuki clan looked like. "Hello, Hidan-sama." She mummbled, her voice seemed weak. " That new slaughter seemed exciting." She said, jumping onto the back of a man, acting like it was a stepping stone to a large puddle. She quixckly jumped off it, holding her arms behind her. One sleeve was torn off, while the other remained. She followed him, matching his step, as she had begun to walk beside him. "Nina-san has been good, yes I have." She mummbled, the insaneness of her true self starting to unfold. Yes she was a psychopath, and maybe a little to strongely like Tobi, but only because she wanted to be. Her short blonde hair was soaked against her head now, and yet she Ice cold eyes didn't even bother moving. There was a head-band rapped tightly arround her neck. With the symbol of a mist village marking on it, crossed out by a deep scar. Yes her name was Nina, the little sane girl, who was tooken in by a dead Akatsuki member, when she was found by him in the forest, blinded, and dieing. Now she just randomly poped up in the weirdest of places with the other Akatsuki members. Sometimes it was like she was in diffrent places at once, but only from her insaness, and cleverness. Though first meeting her, she looked harmless, but the clingy 12-year-old girl wasn't like what evereyone else thought. If it truely hadn't been for her adoptive, Akatsuki father, she would be dead, and not even in the Akatsuki, but here was the insane girl, who called herself a legend, well at least she thought it.
« Last Edit: Jul 31, 2008, 8:48pm by Spider_Monkey »
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