Naruto SCP 106 - "The Old Man"
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You really think I'm turning this into a sex-fic? Hell no.
I'm trying to do something different this time. Like I said before, my head isn't completely straight right now as I'm a little sick.
Edit - Did anybody else think that what was going to happen? Jeez, the one time I get an idea that actually motivates me to write on something that I happen to like, you don't even give it a chance or ask why it was done.
Not that it don't mean I'm going to stop writing. I like this idea of a SCP/Naruto crossover too much to stop.
I'm trying to do something different this time. Like I said before, my head isn't completely straight right now as I'm a little sick.
Edit - Did anybody else think that what was going to happen? Jeez, the one time I get an idea that actually motivates me to write on something that I happen to like, you don't even give it a chance or ask why it was done.
Not that it don't mean I'm going to stop writing. I like this idea of a SCP/Naruto crossover too much to stop.
I was actually expecting 682 to be the Juubi, and 106 recognized Kurama as a part of him, and I could see how it could happen, too. Maybe 682 got a hold of <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-668' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>688</a> (Even if 682 can't hold it in a hand, simply having the blade in it's possession could allow it's effect to be used, like if it swallowed it) and maybe some other objects.
688 would explain why nobody else was able to stop the Juubi until the Rikudo Sennin, being either an SCP object himself (Possibly a reality manipulator, Maybe <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/drclef-member-page' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Dr. Clef</a> is still around), gained power from object exposure or was someone with a high enough psychic resistance and in possession of some suitable objects to pull that crap off and break up Juubi/682.
688 would explain why nobody else was able to stop the Juubi until the Rikudo Sennin, being either an SCP object himself (Possibly a reality manipulator, Maybe <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/drclef-member-page' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Dr. Clef</a> is still around), gained power from object exposure or was someone with a high enough psychic resistance and in possession of some suitable objects to pull that crap off and break up Juubi/682.
Look, let me... explain in greater detail what I mean.
First off, 106 is not going to be doing exposition. For one, he has the appearance, or is, the rotted corpse of an old man. He's not going to be doing much talking, let alone as eloquently as that.
I do not think you're going to be making this a sex fic. But you're dropping the suggestion in there from a thing that feeds off life force and tortures teens and it's causing mad mood whiplash. I mean, this thing is trying to hook Naruto up... with underage loli, at that.
That just... what.
The first snippet was fine. The second was, until 106 started talking about affections. He should barely be able to grunt out things, let alone talk about feelings.
Ino and Sakura are far, FAR too coherent and not nearly scared shitless as they should be. They are quite literally having their sense of self stripped away.
tl;dr: He's not danzou sucking people into his eye to have chats to make superbabies of doom. 106 is a torturing, evil husk that causes necrosis and corruption JUST FROM TOUCHING SHIT.
I love the idea of a SCP/Naruto crossover, but.. this is hamhanded.
First off, 106 is not going to be doing exposition. For one, he has the appearance, or is, the rotted corpse of an old man. He's not going to be doing much talking, let alone as eloquently as that.
I do not think you're going to be making this a sex fic. But you're dropping the suggestion in there from a thing that feeds off life force and tortures teens and it's causing mad mood whiplash. I mean, this thing is trying to hook Naruto up... with underage loli, at that.
That just... what.
The first snippet was fine. The second was, until 106 started talking about affections. He should barely be able to grunt out things, let alone talk about feelings.
Ino and Sakura are far, FAR too coherent and not nearly scared shitless as they should be. They are quite literally having their sense of self stripped away.
tl;dr: He's not danzou sucking people into his eye to have chats to make superbabies of doom. 106 is a torturing, evil husk that causes necrosis and corruption JUST FROM TOUCHING SHIT.
I love the idea of a SCP/Naruto crossover, but.. this is hamhanded.
That's a bit of a good point. It may be better for one of the other sentient objects, whether they be somewhat friendly, like maybe <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-073' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>073</a>, or just something out for itself and willing to trade information like <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-738' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>SCP-738</a>
I have no intention of pairings this time around. I want to write something without that focus. My original intention was to get 106 to get the girls scared enough to obey him into watching Naruto and ensuring that his food, aka people, doesn't get obliterated like what happened last time.
(I'm going off the fact that the Foundation failed and the world ended.)
But in keeping with the character of 106, that doesn't mean that he can't get other SCP's to get the message across
<a href='http://www.teamfortress.com/fateworsethanchess/#f=4' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>In terms of exposition, it reminds me of this...</a>
(I'm going off the fact that the Foundation failed and the world ended.)
But in keeping with the character of 106, that doesn't mean that he can't get other SCP's to get the message across
<a href='http://www.teamfortress.com/fateworsethanchess/#f=4' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>In terms of exposition, it reminds me of this...</a>
I suppose you're right. I don't particiually like being cruel, I'll have to for now. I like warm and fuzzy you know? First I wanted somebody who was close and to same age bracket and since I don't like Sasuke so much and the role I had in mind didn't fit him, I went with Sakura then when I decided on 106, I figured it would be best if someone else went through what she did so they could help each other first.
I haven't really fleshed out a story idea yet but with the scp list in the thousands, I don't think I would have problems putting something together, especially with the SCPs that are memetic based that really fucks with the mind.
I haven't really fleshed out a story idea yet but with the scp list in the thousands, I don't think I would have problems putting something together, especially with the SCPs that are memetic based that really fucks with the mind.
Well, this scene went against everything I had in my headcanon for this guy, even if I only read his main entry. I imagined him as a kind of mute (as you can see, he striggles to say the three numbers earlier) serial killer who has a twisted pleasure in both mentally torturing and killing painfully, a physical manifestation of corruption and death, not the supernatural version of Hanibal Lecter's Evil Twin we got... He would have a respect for 682, but that's it; that would manifest as either getting away from his domain or (as more fit for this fic) as a friendly (in his cruel, twisted way) competition against his host for either who is best at killing or at his abilities at killing versus Naruto's at protecting someone. In the fic it seems like he is afraid of 682.
Sakura woke up with a start and a scream, her face plastered with sweat as her hair clung to it. Her breaths came in ragged as her mind remembered the grinning, almost laughing, face of the old man that had taken her prisoner not a couple weeks ago. She had no idea why she was suddenly and unexpectedly released, both her and Ino dropped down from the floor and out from the wall. She was at least thankful that Naruto was there to comfort them as the experience left them mentally drained.
Her body stopped shaking as she regained control of her faculties, letting her hands move her hair out of the way. She was at least thankful that she was on leave as she knew that she wouldnÆt be able to really function as she needed. A deep sigh left her lips as she shook her head, tyring to clear her thoughts. She would sometimes see that face whenever she closed her eyes, seeing that grinning, bony face staring at her and she was sure her friend was in the same position. A low moan left her lips as she shook her head again, deciding that she wasnÆt going to get back to sleep anytime soon, she got up and got ready for the day. She wanted to pay a visit to Ino to see how she was doing dealing with this and dealing with the loss of a teammate.
However, fate seemed to have decided otherwise as Sakura went to her door to head downstairs for breakfast, a pool of blackness, the same one that the Old Man sucked her into, quickly appeared on her door and a hand shot out and grabbed her neck, pulling her into the pool and back into the vast nothingness that was the Old ManÆs realm.
OoOoOoO
The passage of travel left Sakura dazed and confused. The only thing she knew is that it was dark and she was sitting on something rough. It didnÆt take her long to recover but when she did, and she noticed exactly where she was, horror started to fill her mind as she realized where she was. ôOh no no no no no no no, not again, not this again.ö Fear motivating her, she immediately stood up and looked around. Unlike last time where she was deposited into a room, now she found herself in a hallway with darkness on both sides. Suddenly, there was a scream to her right and she jerked away, her eyes staring down the hallway while her ears strained to listen but all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears. Her feet started taking her back, her mind telling her to run and to get out of this place.
However, after taking a few steps back, her back suddenly hit something and before she could stop herself, she looked up and, to her horror, found the skeletal face of the Old Man staring down at her. She screamed in fright and ran, ran as fast as her legs could take her down the opposite side of the hallway. She didnÆt dare look back, all she could do was run but suddenly the entire space shifted and she ended up screeching to a halt before she ended up falling off the edge of a cliff. Slowly she backed up, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She wished that this nightmare would end already, wanting nothing more than to wake up in her nice and warm bed.
A chill went up her back and she swerved around but saw nothing there. Her throat bobbed as she gulped, her feet instinctually taking a step back as she looked upon the vast darkness. She hated this place. She was terrified here and she had no idea what was going on or what was around the next corner. She felt so alone here, so vulnerable and she hated it. Suddenly, she heard a dark chuckle before her and she turned, only having a chance to let out a short scream before the Old ManÆs hand shot out and grabbed her throat and she couldnÆt help the heavy shudder that flowed through her. His hand felt incrediablely cold and her neck felt like it was dying but that was nothing compared to what she felt when she looked into his eyes. She felt like her life was being drained away in those black holes but at the same time, felt like he was staring straight at her. ôWhaàwhat a-are y-you?ö That seemed to produce another chuckle out of him. A whimper came out of her mouth as her body started to struggle as she saw his free hand extended and reaching for her but her struggles was lackluster as his grip seemed to have filled her with an overpowering sense of fear but as his hand gripped her arm, a terrified and painful scream tore from her throat as not only the cloth under his grip dissolved, but her skin blackened and died as the corrosive energy flowed from him and to her.
The pinkette screamed again, this time in fright as his hands let go of her and she fell down an endless void but she didnÆt fall for long as light suddenly swarmed over her and she ended up crashing against something before she felt her momentum shift and she ended up falling again and crashed once again against something but this time, she landed on her bad arm and a fresh round of pain flowed through her and let out one of the loudest scream she ever vocalized, but even as she screamed, her senses were going haywire, one part telling her that she was surrounded by people but at the same time, she could feel that she was still alone, still in that dark nothingness that seemed to be his realm.
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I don't think I captured the horror of it but then again, I never written horror before.
Her body stopped shaking as she regained control of her faculties, letting her hands move her hair out of the way. She was at least thankful that she was on leave as she knew that she wouldnÆt be able to really function as she needed. A deep sigh left her lips as she shook her head, tyring to clear her thoughts. She would sometimes see that face whenever she closed her eyes, seeing that grinning, bony face staring at her and she was sure her friend was in the same position. A low moan left her lips as she shook her head again, deciding that she wasnÆt going to get back to sleep anytime soon, she got up and got ready for the day. She wanted to pay a visit to Ino to see how she was doing dealing with this and dealing with the loss of a teammate.
However, fate seemed to have decided otherwise as Sakura went to her door to head downstairs for breakfast, a pool of blackness, the same one that the Old Man sucked her into, quickly appeared on her door and a hand shot out and grabbed her neck, pulling her into the pool and back into the vast nothingness that was the Old ManÆs realm.
OoOoOoO
The passage of travel left Sakura dazed and confused. The only thing she knew is that it was dark and she was sitting on something rough. It didnÆt take her long to recover but when she did, and she noticed exactly where she was, horror started to fill her mind as she realized where she was. ôOh no no no no no no no, not again, not this again.ö Fear motivating her, she immediately stood up and looked around. Unlike last time where she was deposited into a room, now she found herself in a hallway with darkness on both sides. Suddenly, there was a scream to her right and she jerked away, her eyes staring down the hallway while her ears strained to listen but all she could hear was the blood pounding in her ears. Her feet started taking her back, her mind telling her to run and to get out of this place.
However, after taking a few steps back, her back suddenly hit something and before she could stop herself, she looked up and, to her horror, found the skeletal face of the Old Man staring down at her. She screamed in fright and ran, ran as fast as her legs could take her down the opposite side of the hallway. She didnÆt dare look back, all she could do was run but suddenly the entire space shifted and she ended up screeching to a halt before she ended up falling off the edge of a cliff. Slowly she backed up, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She wished that this nightmare would end already, wanting nothing more than to wake up in her nice and warm bed.
A chill went up her back and she swerved around but saw nothing there. Her throat bobbed as she gulped, her feet instinctually taking a step back as she looked upon the vast darkness. She hated this place. She was terrified here and she had no idea what was going on or what was around the next corner. She felt so alone here, so vulnerable and she hated it. Suddenly, she heard a dark chuckle before her and she turned, only having a chance to let out a short scream before the Old ManÆs hand shot out and grabbed her throat and she couldnÆt help the heavy shudder that flowed through her. His hand felt incrediablely cold and her neck felt like it was dying but that was nothing compared to what she felt when she looked into his eyes. She felt like her life was being drained away in those black holes but at the same time, felt like he was staring straight at her. ôWhaàwhat a-are y-you?ö That seemed to produce another chuckle out of him. A whimper came out of her mouth as her body started to struggle as she saw his free hand extended and reaching for her but her struggles was lackluster as his grip seemed to have filled her with an overpowering sense of fear but as his hand gripped her arm, a terrified and painful scream tore from her throat as not only the cloth under his grip dissolved, but her skin blackened and died as the corrosive energy flowed from him and to her.
The pinkette screamed again, this time in fright as his hands let go of her and she fell down an endless void but she didnÆt fall for long as light suddenly swarmed over her and she ended up crashing against something before she felt her momentum shift and she ended up falling again and crashed once again against something but this time, she landed on her bad arm and a fresh round of pain flowed through her and let out one of the loudest scream she ever vocalized, but even as she screamed, her senses were going haywire, one part telling her that she was surrounded by people but at the same time, she could feel that she was still alone, still in that dark nothingness that seemed to be his realm.
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I don't think I captured the horror of it but then again, I never written horror before.
She felt cold, colder then sheÆs ever been. The images flowing through her mind as she dreamed was confusing but at the same time, terrifying. She kept on seeing the bony old man, going through walls and swallowing up people in that black pool of his. She heard a terrifying roar echo through the hallways as people ran and it shook her to the bone. Her ears caught the sound of a intercom system, a voice shouting over it but suddenly, it started to be too much for her, the voices, the feelings was starting to overtake her. She covered her ears as she dropped to the ground, curling up as she screamed, the roar of the hidden monster once again echoing through the wall.
Another scream tore from SakuraÆs throat, this time tearing from her throat as her body shot up from the hospital bed, her eyes wide with horror. Her eyes remained wide open even as the scream died, realizing that she wasnÆt in a hallway anymore, now seeing the familiar walls of the hospital. She looked down and saw herself on a hospital bed. The realization calmed her down a bit and her body relaxed a bit. However, it was then she realized that she had a vice-like grip on her arm. She looked down and a gasp left her lips as she saw the black handprint on her upper arm. It was then the memories came back to her, the memory of being dragged through that pitch-black darkness, coming face to face with the old man again, and feeling extreme pain on that arm where he grabbed it.
ôWhat the hell did that bastard do to me?ö She whispered to herself as she examined the handprint. It didnÆt seem like it was attached to her skin as she couldnÆt feel a difference between that and her skin but there was something she could feel, a presence beside her inner voice, and even she was silent, in her, a small presence, but a presence nonetheless. ôWhy canÆt that damn bony bastard just leave me alone?ö
ôThatÆs precisely what I would like to know.ö
A yelp came from her throat as a deep voice spoke to her, her body jerked backwards as her head jerked forward, her eyes caught sight of a stern looking man staring at her. Her own eyes caught sight of the scars that lined his face and it was then she realized who was sitting in front of her. ôMorino Ibiki?ö
ôI see you remember me.ö
ôHow could I forget? You terrified the entire class.ö She frowned when the man laughed, remembering the time when they went to the I/T department and went on a ætourÆ of the place. ôWhere am I?ö
IbikiÆs laughter died down and a serious look came onto his face. ôYouÆre in the hospitalÆs maximum security wing. WeÆre concerned about his interest in you and the fact that he was able to get to you so easily.ö A shudder went through her as the black nothingness came back to the forefront of her mind. She hated that place, it made her feel so scared and alone.
ôHasàhas he taken anyone else?ö
ôAs far as we know, no. Has he said anything to you?ö
ôN-no, only thing IàI really remember is the pain when he grabbed me.ö Her hand went to the mark as she said this. ôThat placeàitÆs so dark in there. YouÆre alone but you can feel that someone is watching youàhunting you. I couldnÆt thinkàI couldnÆt do anything but run and hope he doesnÆt find you.ö A weak chuckle escaped her lips as she stared into the eyes of the interrogator. ôHe couldÆve killed me you know? He had a tight grip on my neck and I thought for sure he was going to kill me.ö
ôAnd yet youÆre still here.ö
ôAnd I donÆt know why. He wants me for something but I donÆt know what. He spared Naruto and now me? WhatÆs going on?ö
ôWe donÆt know but we are going to find out. You just focus on rest right now.ö
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I wanted to finish this off before I moved on. I'm going off the assumption that 106 can control what he can corrode and the fact that he controls everything in pocket dimension of his.
Another scream tore from SakuraÆs throat, this time tearing from her throat as her body shot up from the hospital bed, her eyes wide with horror. Her eyes remained wide open even as the scream died, realizing that she wasnÆt in a hallway anymore, now seeing the familiar walls of the hospital. She looked down and saw herself on a hospital bed. The realization calmed her down a bit and her body relaxed a bit. However, it was then she realized that she had a vice-like grip on her arm. She looked down and a gasp left her lips as she saw the black handprint on her upper arm. It was then the memories came back to her, the memory of being dragged through that pitch-black darkness, coming face to face with the old man again, and feeling extreme pain on that arm where he grabbed it.
ôWhat the hell did that bastard do to me?ö She whispered to herself as she examined the handprint. It didnÆt seem like it was attached to her skin as she couldnÆt feel a difference between that and her skin but there was something she could feel, a presence beside her inner voice, and even she was silent, in her, a small presence, but a presence nonetheless. ôWhy canÆt that damn bony bastard just leave me alone?ö
ôThatÆs precisely what I would like to know.ö
A yelp came from her throat as a deep voice spoke to her, her body jerked backwards as her head jerked forward, her eyes caught sight of a stern looking man staring at her. Her own eyes caught sight of the scars that lined his face and it was then she realized who was sitting in front of her. ôMorino Ibiki?ö
ôI see you remember me.ö
ôHow could I forget? You terrified the entire class.ö She frowned when the man laughed, remembering the time when they went to the I/T department and went on a ætourÆ of the place. ôWhere am I?ö
IbikiÆs laughter died down and a serious look came onto his face. ôYouÆre in the hospitalÆs maximum security wing. WeÆre concerned about his interest in you and the fact that he was able to get to you so easily.ö A shudder went through her as the black nothingness came back to the forefront of her mind. She hated that place, it made her feel so scared and alone.
ôHasàhas he taken anyone else?ö
ôAs far as we know, no. Has he said anything to you?ö
ôN-no, only thing IàI really remember is the pain when he grabbed me.ö Her hand went to the mark as she said this. ôThat placeàitÆs so dark in there. YouÆre alone but you can feel that someone is watching youàhunting you. I couldnÆt thinkàI couldnÆt do anything but run and hope he doesnÆt find you.ö A weak chuckle escaped her lips as she stared into the eyes of the interrogator. ôHe couldÆve killed me you know? He had a tight grip on my neck and I thought for sure he was going to kill me.ö
ôAnd yet youÆre still here.ö
ôAnd I donÆt know why. He wants me for something but I donÆt know what. He spared Naruto and now me? WhatÆs going on?ö
ôWe donÆt know but we are going to find out. You just focus on rest right now.ö
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I wanted to finish this off before I moved on. I'm going off the assumption that 106 can control what he can corrode and the fact that he controls everything in pocket dimension of his.
Nah, they already tried that in testing, and it didn't work out all that well. As I remember, Biological Stuff that goes through 914 on any setting other than 1:1 tends to end up dead in a short time if not immediately.
Although, 914 has proven to have odd effects when used on another SCP object, given it's shadow hand powwers, it's possible that Reibi is 017 after a Fine or Very Fine treatment, or an interaction between 017 and another object.
Although, 914 has proven to have odd effects when used on another SCP object, given it's shadow hand powwers, it's possible that Reibi is 017 after a Fine or Very Fine treatment, or an interaction between 017 and another object.
One guy turned into blue ash, but the other was killed because he attacked people. That's when they stopped testing with living things. If they hadn't, they might have gotten more survivable results.
OTOH, given what happened to the tuna sandwich (<a href='http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/experiment-log-914' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Test Logs, Part 3</a>) on Very Fine, the Tailed Beasts might have been born from statues or woodcuts.
OTOH, given what happened to the tuna sandwich (<a href='http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/experiment-log-914' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Test Logs, Part 3</a>) on Very Fine, the Tailed Beasts might have been born from statues or woodcuts.
In every land, there are myths and legends that are associated with each land. From the water nymphs in the land of Waves to sentient fire beings in the Land of Fire, there are always some kind of legends. In Suna, however, Sabaku no Temari and her team discovered that at least one methodical being actually existedàand was currently hunting them.
For what seemed like the millonith time, Temari cursed in her mind as she heard the distant sound of rock and rock grinding together, the sound of the monster chasing them. Her and her team have had the unfortunate luck to run across the being during their trek over mountains that wouldÆve allowed them to cut some time off of their trip. They quickly discovered his hostility and ran but the fucker was quick, matching their high speed and slowly picking off her once-team of nine people down to three. This was supposed to be a simple C-rank mission but the mission was the last thing on her mind as her and her remaining teammates tried to get to safety from the seemly indestruable and fast monster. Her team had tried to kill the stone monster but each attack either doesnÆt affect him or avoids it entirely. The jounin assigned had quickly ordered a retreat before he got killed by the creature snapping its neck.
She heard the sound of a scream but didnÆt look back, knowing that the next sound would be the sound of his neck snapping. She got her confirmation the next as the sickening sound of his neck snapping came to her ears but she resolved herself to push like never before. She was close to an outpost and once she got there, she would be safe. She was coming up to wall but it didnÆt impede her as she was able to take her fan and launch herself from the ground. She didnÆt weep for her teammate that she was leaving behind. In the face of such a ruthless enemy, going back to save him would only get them both killed. The outpost was nearby and after she got up to the top, she could launch herself and glide the rest of the way to the outpost.
Her feet landed on a small ledge and she was in the process of charging up for another launch when she caught another sound, this time the sound came above her. She looked up and to her horror, found boulders tumbling down toward her. She cursed and redirected her aim, sending herself flying toward the opposite side of the mountain. She knew she couldnÆt stay in one spot so as soon as she landed, she pulled back her fan to launch herself straight up in the air. It would rob her over 80% of her chakra but it would be worth it to stay out of reach of that monster. She swung her fan down and felt herself fly into the air. She let her eyes close as she felt the wind rush by her, feeling oddly at peace.
However, that peace was soon interrupted.
Her flight up to the skies was cut short as she felt something hard and solid grab onto her. A pained yelp came out of her mouth as the action hurt her body in more ways than one but as she look forward, her body froze in shock. Her eyes caught sight of her attacker, hard green æeyesÆ staring at her as his grip remained. She didnÆt dare blink, her breaths coming in short as she realized that her end was here. She just wished that she had more time to spend with her brothers. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound to her right and her eyes seemed to have blinked on their own accord but when she opened her eyes again, her attacker changed position from staring at her to looking to its left. It was then it occurred to her. He only moved when she blinked, she, and presumably her team, never looked back while they were running. In fact, she never even saw it move. She was dead anyway so she decided to test so she blinked againà
àand was promptly dropped onto her butt.
A yelp came out of her mouth again as her butt made contact with the ground but she quickly regained her senses and looked back upàonly to find her attacker moved and is now staring at the mountain wall, specicialy a part of the wall that seemed to have a blackened crack. She blinked again and suddenly he was gone. She quickly got up and inspected her surroundings, fan at the ready but it was all for naught as it was nowhere in sight. She waited but it never came back nor did she hear it. Was it really gone and she made it out of this intact? Taking a deep breath she turned and continued back on the path for the outpost. She knew she wasnÆt safe until she got back to the protection of the outpost.
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I'm not sure if I can make a full fledged story about this. I got a couple scips in mind as the main villians but I don't know how to do it without making it a long drawn out that I'm not in the mood for. What I can do is a series of same universe snippets that I think would work. I had the idea that because of what 106 did to Sakura, it also afforded her certain 'protections' like Kyuubi did to Naruto.
For what seemed like the millonith time, Temari cursed in her mind as she heard the distant sound of rock and rock grinding together, the sound of the monster chasing them. Her and her team have had the unfortunate luck to run across the being during their trek over mountains that wouldÆve allowed them to cut some time off of their trip. They quickly discovered his hostility and ran but the fucker was quick, matching their high speed and slowly picking off her once-team of nine people down to three. This was supposed to be a simple C-rank mission but the mission was the last thing on her mind as her and her remaining teammates tried to get to safety from the seemly indestruable and fast monster. Her team had tried to kill the stone monster but each attack either doesnÆt affect him or avoids it entirely. The jounin assigned had quickly ordered a retreat before he got killed by the creature snapping its neck.
She heard the sound of a scream but didnÆt look back, knowing that the next sound would be the sound of his neck snapping. She got her confirmation the next as the sickening sound of his neck snapping came to her ears but she resolved herself to push like never before. She was close to an outpost and once she got there, she would be safe. She was coming up to wall but it didnÆt impede her as she was able to take her fan and launch herself from the ground. She didnÆt weep for her teammate that she was leaving behind. In the face of such a ruthless enemy, going back to save him would only get them both killed. The outpost was nearby and after she got up to the top, she could launch herself and glide the rest of the way to the outpost.
Her feet landed on a small ledge and she was in the process of charging up for another launch when she caught another sound, this time the sound came above her. She looked up and to her horror, found boulders tumbling down toward her. She cursed and redirected her aim, sending herself flying toward the opposite side of the mountain. She knew she couldnÆt stay in one spot so as soon as she landed, she pulled back her fan to launch herself straight up in the air. It would rob her over 80% of her chakra but it would be worth it to stay out of reach of that monster. She swung her fan down and felt herself fly into the air. She let her eyes close as she felt the wind rush by her, feeling oddly at peace.
However, that peace was soon interrupted.
Her flight up to the skies was cut short as she felt something hard and solid grab onto her. A pained yelp came out of her mouth as the action hurt her body in more ways than one but as she look forward, her body froze in shock. Her eyes caught sight of her attacker, hard green æeyesÆ staring at her as his grip remained. She didnÆt dare blink, her breaths coming in short as she realized that her end was here. She just wished that she had more time to spend with her brothers. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound to her right and her eyes seemed to have blinked on their own accord but when she opened her eyes again, her attacker changed position from staring at her to looking to its left. It was then it occurred to her. He only moved when she blinked, she, and presumably her team, never looked back while they were running. In fact, she never even saw it move. She was dead anyway so she decided to test so she blinked againà
àand was promptly dropped onto her butt.
A yelp came out of her mouth again as her butt made contact with the ground but she quickly regained her senses and looked back upàonly to find her attacker moved and is now staring at the mountain wall, specicialy a part of the wall that seemed to have a blackened crack. She blinked again and suddenly he was gone. She quickly got up and inspected her surroundings, fan at the ready but it was all for naught as it was nowhere in sight. She waited but it never came back nor did she hear it. Was it really gone and she made it out of this intact? Taking a deep breath she turned and continued back on the path for the outpost. She knew she wasnÆt safe until she got back to the protection of the outpost.
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I'm not sure if I can make a full fledged story about this. I got a couple scips in mind as the main villians but I don't know how to do it without making it a long drawn out that I'm not in the mood for. What I can do is a series of same universe snippets that I think would work. I had the idea that because of what 106 did to Sakura, it also afforded her certain 'protections' like Kyuubi did to Naruto.
I'm wondering what got 173 to go away. From what i understand, that's one relentless fucker, the only thing i can remember sending it away was 682, and that's basically because everything runs from 682, except for <a href='http://www.scp-wiki.net/dr-kondraki-s-personnel-file' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Crazy Fucking Researchers</a>...