Nobody Likes You When You're Dead
Bound To Death
Daciana once again found herself thrown back before she could sink her teeth in fangs into the appetizing immortal before her. She let out an exasperated huff as she fell on her bottom. She pouted and crossed her arms. "So close…" she mumbled as she shot Hidan an annoyed look.
He'd pushed her away this time. His partner was busy staring at his calculator with a greedy smile and not paying attention to them. Hidan was glaring at her. Daciana had never had anyone reject her before. And here this immortal human had foiled her seduction spells not once, but twice! Not only had he rejected her, but he'd flung her away from him as if he found her disgusting. She'd never been treated this way by any man in her life! Living and dead! This new feeling confused her, but most of all made her want Hidan all that much more. She silently swore she'd make him hers if it was the last thing she did.
"I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but leave me the hell alone! I don't belong to fucking anyone beside myself and Jashin-sama!" he growled.
Daciana felt a pleasurable shiver down her spine and realized she actually liked his rude obscenity. During her whole existence everyone had treated her like a princess because of her looks and how rich and influential her family had been overseas, but someone like Hidan was something new entirely. When she'd been alive, her short life had been being locked up in her tower while being taught by the most cultured and gentlemanly of tutors. They'd all been easy for her to seduce, like starved swine going after the most prized truffle. She'd made them her playthings and slaves with mere words and looks as a living girl with a few caresses and teasing touches here and there. It's wasn't any wonder that once she was turned into a vampire that she'd become the master of vampire seduction, earning the name of Velvet Succubus from her peer vampires. No one could escape her seduction spells, not trannies, not whores, not paupers, or lords. She'd ruined and destroyed many lives when she's been back in her homeland. But eventually she'd gotten bored. Her playthings and pets didn't amuse her anymore just like everything else that went on with the affairs of her brethren. She'd probably made a mistake in seducing one of the strongest vampire lords since he hadn't wanted to let her go when she'd gotten bored of him, but what did she care? She just drained him, took most of his vampiric gifts from him in doing so, and left to travel east. She hadn't cared if he'd said he loved her. Her heart was made of stone and she only wanted a pet to entertain her. For years she'd been searching for someone worthy of being her new toy, slaughtering humans in her boredom. Killing, feeding, casting seduction spells on her victims until they worshiped the very ground she walked on and offered and bared their necks willingly to her. None had survived. None except this immortal. He'd even managed to break out of her spell! She knew from past experiments she'd used on other humans that if anyone still in her spell thought she was dead or that she'd abandoned them, they usually killed themselves. Of course when she'd found out this discovery she's been delighted and did it more often for the fun of it and just because she could. No one could escape her grasp. This didn't change even if this human could escape a simple seduction spell. This only made things more interesting…
Daciana stood up and smiled coyly. "So rough…" she purred, happily making note of Hidan's blush. "But I've told you, a body for a body. You're mine now." She gave him an evil smile, baring her sharp rows of teeth and even sharper fangs. "But don't worry, I'm sure you won't be complaining soon…" she cooed as she took a step forward.
"Fuck you!" Hidan yelled back, brandishing his scythe at her threateningly. "I'm not your fucking pet, seriously!"
Daciana pouted. "But poppet, your knocking it before you try it…" she said, playing up her naturally innocent sounding voice to cute, going at it on a different approach as she coquettishly put a hand on his scythe and pushing it away. It wouldn't do her any lasting harm, but it would still be annoying for her to have to heal or having a hole in her cute outfit.
"We're leaving." Kakuzu interrupted gruffly, Asuma slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, much like how he'd carried Chiriku.
"Finally! Let's leave this fucking crazy bitch, seriously!" Hidan sighed in relief, only to stop midstep as he felt something tighten around his neck. "What the hell?"
Daciana yanked on the black studded leash she held which lead to the black leather spiked collar around Hidan's neck that had seemingly come out of nowhere. "Now where do you think you're going? You didn't think you could just leave your master now did you? But I guess you must be knew to this so I'll just have to teach you my new pet." Daciana said in a venomously sweet voice that only women could perform.
Kakuzu stared at the foreign woman indifferently, wondering if she'd slow them down. The Konoha shinobi would definitely be coming after them, but then he remembered how she'd defeated those ninja before with that strange jutsu which turned her into bats. She'd actually be useful, and she didn't seem to mind killing others just to get what she wants. If the Konoha shinobi came after them then she'd join them considering how they would be coming to kill him and Hidan, but more importantly for her, Hidan. She'd laid her claim on him, no matter how strange it was to Kakuzu, and she obviously didn't seem like the type to like it if someone harmed something she considered hers (no matter how much Hidan denied it).
"Let's go." he muttered before turning his back to the strange sight of the woman Daciana holding the leash to Hidan's collar, ignoring his partner's cussing as he struggled to get the leash off.
"Yes poppet, let's go." Daciana said chirped (practically skipping) as she followed behind Kakuzu, pulling on his leash which she'd summoned with her dark gifts, forcing him along.
"What the fuck? Let me the fuck go you bitch!" Hidan protested, stumbling along while trying to get the collar off, but couldn't find an opening to the spiked collar which seemed like a whole ink of leather and spikes. "Fuck!"
Ino paced back and forth in the waiting room while Chouji glumly sat on one of the chairs, not even having his usual appetite to eat now as he worried for their friend Shikamaru. It'd been six days and the medics were all working on stabilizing Shikamaru who's cells were decomposing at an alarming rate. He should have been dead by now, but the medic's constant feed of chakra had kept Shikamaru on the brink of death so far. It's just- they unfortunately hadn't made any progress past that and the medics were starting to show signs of fatigue. Tsunade had even researched for days now to find a cure, but couldn't find one. No one could heal the wounds on his neck, and the blood transfusions were impossible since none of their needles could pierce his skin to administer the blood. Shikamaru's body rejected anything they gave it to try to help him. But the worst thing is, nobody could figure out what was causing Shikamaru's body to die in a rapid pace, too fast to even seem possible!
Ino hadn't slept well. Too worried for her teammate. First Asuma, and now Shikamaru? She couldn't bear the thought that her team was falling apart. She knew she was being selfish. Chouji must have it worse than her. He was Shikamaru's best friend after all. She noticed how Chouji had barely even eaten, his face becoming taunt with worry, dark rings adorning his eyes which must have mirrored Ino's.
A medic nervously came into the waiting room, immediately becoming the victim to Ino's verbal barrage. "What happened? Is he alright? Tell me!" Ino yelled frantically as she shook the scared medic desperately by his shoulders.
"Ino, he'd not going to help if you don't let him speak." Chouji spoke up as he stepped up beside her and put a calming hand on her shoulder even though it was obvious he wanted the medic to answer just as much- if not more- as she did.
"Oh," Ino mumbled, the closest thing she'd come to an apology, as she let the nondescript medic go.
He pushed up his square glasses that had miraculously stayed on his face and turned to the two info-starved chunnin. He gulped and turned away, not wanting to look at them as he delivered the horrible news. "I'm sorry… there was nothing we could do…"
"No…" Ino heard herself breath out as the medic offered his condolences and that they'd done all they could. She suddenly felt numb as it felt like she was staring at everything through someone else's eyes. Like she was using her clan's techniques. But she painfully knew she hadn't taken over anyone else's body. This medic wasn't talking to another person about their lost friend. This was her, this was her friend, and she was definitely hearing this no matter how she wanted to deny what the medic was saying. "No, no, no, this can't be true!" Ino sobbed suddenly as she turned and cried into Chouji's shoulder. Chouji numbly put his arms around her comfortingly as he stared off into space with a distant expression on his face.
Ino cried into Chouji's arms, taking comfort in the fact that the larger boy was still here alive and warm. If she lost Chouji too, Ino would probably gone insane and commit sepukku. But not without bringing the ones who'd done this down with her. She'd avenge Asuma-sensei's and Shikamaru's death! she silently swore that to herself, or she would die trying.
Tsunade felt a bead of sweat trailing down from her forehead to her clenched jaw. What the medic had told the remaining members of Team 10 was true, Shikamaru was in fact dead. But something was happening to his body. Something not even Tsunade could explain. The remaining medics who still had some chakra remaining had strapped Shikamaru down onto the operating table to keep his convulsing body to limited movement so he wouldn't hurt himself. Tsunade didn't know how that was much help since Shikamaru's heart had stopped about an hour ago, so technically he should be dead and experiencing the beginning of rigor mortis by now.
But it wasn't Shikamaru's inhuman convulsions that twisted his spine in impossible angles that disturbed Tsunade the most. It was the screams coming from the young teenager's mouth. It was a good thing this room was soundproof or else the whole hospital would be spooked by his screams. He was yelling out something that Tsunade couldn't distinguish, but whatever it was, it made her blood run cold. She was never a superstitious person, but there were some exceptions like her grandfather's necklace. Whatever he was screaming to high heaven sent shivers down her spine. She didn't understand it, but her instincts- something deep engraved within her very DNA shuddered at the feeling of pure evil.
She turned to a cowering medic besides her. "Write down whatever he's saying, I want to know what the hell is happening here!" she demanded at the young chunnin medic in what she hoped was a strong voice. It was her job as a leader to set an example in the most precarious situations or else nothing would ever get done. The girl turned to her with large fearful eyes, but seeing Tsunade was already walking toward the convulsing ninja, she just gulped and scurried off to find a pen and paper.
Shikamaru screamed, his voice reaching decibels that would rupture any human's vocal cords. Some of the medics had even started to cry, clutching their ears in a desperate attempt to end the torture. If Tsunade had been any other person, she would have probably given in to her primal instincts to cower in fear, suffering the mental breakdowns that many of the medics were inexplicably going through. But Tsunade's mind was running a mile a minute as she tried to ignore the grotesque scene yet analyze it at the same time. What was happening to him? How was it even possible? What was he saying that was making her want to run and never turn back? And more importantly, who had done this to him?
The reports from his teammates said that they'd seen, a strange foreign looking woman had bitten his neck. Tsunade contemplated if this was some form of curse seal similar to Orochimaru, but she quickly started to doubt that. Orochimaru was sick, but he wasn't this sick- well, maybe he was, but she doubt he'd come up with a way to keep a corpse alive like this because reports said he was still preparing to take Sasuke as his host. She frowned. But then again Orochimaru could be planning to take over Sasuke Uchiha and then make the change permanent and this was only one of his 'attempt at immortality' failures. But the real question here is how did that woman get it then? And what was her relationship with Akatsuki? Was she a new member since Sakura and Chiyo killed Sasori? Tsunade rubbed her temples in frustration. But if she didn't get the jutsu she used on Shikamaru from Orochimaru, then she must have either made it or learned it from somewhere else. Either way this woman couldn't be taken lightly. Kotetsu and Izumo were brought back as dried husks unfortunately backup hadn't gotten there in time to know how'd they'd gotten that way. There was only a slight possibility that their deaths were caused by one of those Akatsuki members that were there, but the fact that their blood was drained down to the very last drop pointed to the female. Chouji's report had pointed out she'd vomited too much blood when he'd knocked her off of Shikamaru. In fact samples of that blood was currently being examined right now in a secret location within the village. Also, Shimakaru was missing a lot of blood as well when he'd been brought back to the village, too much even for the only wound he had.
Tsunade was brought out of her thoughts as a sudden scream that didn't sound like Shikamaru, which she just realized had stopped, yelled at the top of their lungs. Her eyes widened as she turned her attention back to Shikamaru who'd broken out of the bindings that were holding him down.
"How?" she whispered hoarsely as Shikamaru pounced on the closest unfortunate medic, knocking her to the ground, and bit her throat. All the medics in the room froze in shock as everything went in slow motion while someone they thought was dead clamped their jaw on the poor woman's neck hard enough to draw blood. The woman screamed desperately as she struggled to get free as time seemingly went back to normal.
Tsunade wasn't a Legendary Sannin for nothing and immediately sprung into action. Quickly powering up chakra to her fist she punched Shikamaru's corpse off the woman, sending him flying into some of the monitoring equipment in the room. The poor medic was immediately surrounded by some of her peers as their heal the bit on her neck, which heal slowly as if it resisted their healing chakra much like how Shikamaru's wound refused to heal. Tsunade's eyes widened in realization. The bite! The woman must had infected Shikamaru with some type of venom that reanimated the corpse of the victim to bite and infect others!
(Neko: haha no that's a zombie! XD Fox: gawd way to ruin the dramatic mood -_-')
"Ok, I know I'm not the genius Shikamaru was," Ino swallowed the lump that formed in her throat whenever she thought of her dead teammate before continuing. "But I've got a plan that might work on those Akatsuki." she said in a hushed voice as she looked out at the alley entrance to make sure no one else was listening.
Chouji gave Ino a glum look. "Ino, the two of us will never be able to take those three and you know it. We might have had a chance if Shikamaru…" his voice faded as he looked down at the floor.
"How can you just give up like that Chouji?" Ino suddenly snapped as she pushed Chouji away from her, which coincidentally made him slam his back into the wall of the narrow alleyway, but Chouji just kept quiet with his eyes steadily on the ground. "They killed Asuma-sensei and Shikamaru!" she cried indignantly as tears started to form in her eyes. "Are you really just going to stay here and be a coward while those murders just go off and do as they please?"
"No, I'm not Ino." Chouji interrupted as he looked up with an all seriousness that made the breath catch in Ino's throat. "But I'm also not going to let my only remaining teammates go get herself killed just because she was too stupid to plan ahead."
Ino looked down and let the tears flow from her eyes. "I know. You're right." she quietly sobbed. "It's just- it's just that I can't live with myself knowing that I couldn't do anything to help Asuma-sensei and Shikamaru." she stubbornly wiped away some of the tears on her face which only seemed to encourage more tears to take their place.
Chouji, without thinking, wrapped his arms around Ino and brought her into a comforting hug. "It's not your fault Ino, and if it is, it's also mine. You said so yourself, Asuma-sensei was hit in four vitals, not even Tsunade would have been able to save him. And Shikamaru…" Chouji choked on his own words as tears began to sting at his eyes.
"There was nothing we could do then, but that doesn't mean we can't now." Ino began sobbing into Chouji's shoulder and hugged him back. "What we need is a good enough plan to make Asuma-sensei and Shikamaru proud." she said with so much conviction that Chouji could only nod his agreement while his thoughts were on the loss of his sensei and best friend.
Neko: I wonder if anyone's noticed how Daciana was a weird speech problem with saying 'I' and 'this one'? :D
Fox: I seriously doubt anyone has a big enough eye for detail to notice -_-'
Neko: meh ;O I still wanna what the fan's think it's about! So write it as a review! It's really not that hard! (you'll earn a kudo! XD)
Fox: -_-' just do it, she'll never leave me alone
Neko: :D I'll pretend that's not there! Yosh! Fear the power of ignorance!
Fox: :/ sadly enough ignorance is pretty powerful… meh whatever
Neko: XO quick review! before you get distracted!