A glinting bright red spec stood out from the sand even if the sun was rather quickly disappearing into the horizon. With every coming moment it was getting harder and herder to track anything and that meant the fun would have to end. At least the thrill of the hunt would last for a little while longer. Ah the joy of finally cornering it like a rat, cutting off every single route of escape one by one and finally feasting on the desperation that filled them. It was truly bliss to hunt down followers of Fate. The kunoichi couldn't help but chuckle as she slowly followed the droplets of blood.
In a way it was somewhat sad really. Eventually the servant of Fate would notice he had left the trail being and she would have to rely on other means in order to catch up. That ruined the fun completely at the end of the day. What was the point of it and the fun if you could rather easily fund someone in a wide area without even trying? There was none. The Byakugan really was a cheat, hence why she was not going to use it unless she absolutely had to, trying to preserve every single moment. It was somewhat funny really. There were very few things that she believed herself and her brother had in common and this was one of them. Her grin widened ever so slightly as she quickened her pace.
Tick - Tock - Tick - Tock. With every passing moment it became darker and darker, the humongous sand dunes casting their shadows further and further until they finally melted one into another to form the canvass of darkness with only the moon as that one giant glowing beacon of hope. Natsuru stopped in her tracks, glancing up at the sky and clicking her tongue "Tc. No stars tonight."<i></i> She would note as her eyes scanned the blank canvass that was the sky, her smirk growing into a full blown grin as she noticed the colour of the moon - blood red. It had been a very long time since she had seen one of these nights, the times where the demons left their hiding spots and found themselves as prey rather than predator. Though this was good news there was one large problem, namely that she could no longer make out the blood in the sand. He had either managed to figure it out or there was just not enough light in order to be able to notice the barely-visible specs of crimson. No matter. The kunoichi shrugged, bringing her hands up to face height, forming the single seal as she forced chakra into her eyes and activated her Byakugan, the veins around her eyes bulging up in the ever so familiar way.
"Shame."<i></i> Natsu mouthed quietly as she quickly scanned the landscape with her now enhanced vision. "There you are."<i></i> The woman sighed as her pace quickened further into a full blown run. It was not fun at this point and this was a mere low-ranked servant of Fate. There was no challenge to be had, no real satisfaction. It wasn't as if he was a commander or anything of the sort. She would know if he was and this was further proved by the pitiful bounty that he had on his head, just barely enough for her to get through a few months. A true follower of Fate would have caused much more trouble, chaos being the only thing he left in his tracks. In essence what had happened to Konoha all those years ago before her brother had left and she had ended up injured in this damn desert. Years. It had taken years to recover after that trap, but she had survived and grown stronger still. The only thing Fate had managed to achieve with that is further expose himself and provide her with ample room to track his movements. After all wherever true chaos and sorrow could be found that is where he would most likely be.
The kunoichi couldn't help but giggle, her target mere meters in front of her now as he looked back, an expression of pure terror. His left hand was still hanging loosely at her side, his shoulder wrapped in a crimson-coloured cloth and multiple bruises covered all of his visible skin. No matter how much he quickened his pace he was wounded and slower than his pursuer. There was only one thing he could do, but it was a long shot. The man stopped in his tracks, quickly forming hand seals before turning and slamming his remaining hand down onto the ground, a huge casm opening just in front of him. Natsuru didn't have the time to react as she found herself in the centre of the opening. Her left hand shot down to her belt, drawing a single kunai and tossing it over at her target. A second giggle left her lips as the blade flew straight and true, piercing her target's neck in a spectacular display of gushing blood. She had managed to hunt him down, however there was one huge problem and that was the fact that she couldn't stop her fall. The sand was not a surface she could grip onto and the constant stream of it was stopping her from using chakra to latch onto the stone walls. "Tc."<i></i> Natsu would click her tongue once more just mere seconds before she got hit by one of the many falling rocks, everything going black mere moments later.
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Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The distant noise caused her to stir as she slowly sat up, banging her head on the ceiling with enough force to cause the entire cavern to rumble. "Motherf......"<i></i> Natsuru would mumble as she brought her left hand up to rub the quickly growing bump on her head, quickly noticing the sticky substance covering her head - blood. By the looks it was old and it didn't seem like she was still bleeding, but that wasn't a good sign. And then there was the fact that she didn't know where she was. The former med nin glanced around, her eyes slowly getting used to the sheer darkness she had found herself in.
The more she looked around the clearer the picture became. She was in some sort of cavern. The walls were made of dark-grey rock and there was a small stream running through the middle of the corridor she was in. What originally seemed like a ceiling was actually a rather massive boulder that had fallen over her, just barely having avoided crushing her body. A close call indeed. Natsu slowly crawled out from underneath the rock formation, standing up and stretching in order to see whether there were any other injuries. From what she felt it didn't seem like anything was broken, however there was a rather large multitudes of sores and cuts littering most of her body, the worst of which being a deep cut on the side of her left torso. All in all nothing she couldn't fix once she got out of this place. There was only one problem with that, namely that there was no exit to be seen at all. The landslide caused by that blasted servant of Fate had been sealed by other huge boulders, which had previously been hidden underneath the sand and that had only left one small corridor for her to follow in the hopes of being able to get out of here.
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In a way it was somewhat sad really. Eventually the servant of Fate would notice he had left the trail being and she would have to rely on other means in order to catch up. That ruined the fun completely at the end of the day. What was the point of it and the fun if you could rather easily fund someone in a wide area without even trying? There was none. The Byakugan really was a cheat, hence why she was not going to use it unless she absolutely had to, trying to preserve every single moment. It was somewhat funny really. There were very few things that she believed herself and her brother had in common and this was one of them. Her grin widened ever so slightly as she quickened her pace.
Tick - Tock - Tick - Tock. With every passing moment it became darker and darker, the humongous sand dunes casting their shadows further and further until they finally melted one into another to form the canvass of darkness with only the moon as that one giant glowing beacon of hope. Natsuru stopped in her tracks, glancing up at the sky and clicking her tongue "Tc. No stars tonight."<i></i> She would note as her eyes scanned the blank canvass that was the sky, her smirk growing into a full blown grin as she noticed the colour of the moon - blood red. It had been a very long time since she had seen one of these nights, the times where the demons left their hiding spots and found themselves as prey rather than predator. Though this was good news there was one large problem, namely that she could no longer make out the blood in the sand. He had either managed to figure it out or there was just not enough light in order to be able to notice the barely-visible specs of crimson. No matter. The kunoichi shrugged, bringing her hands up to face height, forming the single seal as she forced chakra into her eyes and activated her Byakugan, the veins around her eyes bulging up in the ever so familiar way.
"Shame."<i></i> Natsu mouthed quietly as she quickly scanned the landscape with her now enhanced vision. "There you are."<i></i> The woman sighed as her pace quickened further into a full blown run. It was not fun at this point and this was a mere low-ranked servant of Fate. There was no challenge to be had, no real satisfaction. It wasn't as if he was a commander or anything of the sort. She would know if he was and this was further proved by the pitiful bounty that he had on his head, just barely enough for her to get through a few months. A true follower of Fate would have caused much more trouble, chaos being the only thing he left in his tracks. In essence what had happened to Konoha all those years ago before her brother had left and she had ended up injured in this damn desert. Years. It had taken years to recover after that trap, but she had survived and grown stronger still. The only thing Fate had managed to achieve with that is further expose himself and provide her with ample room to track his movements. After all wherever true chaos and sorrow could be found that is where he would most likely be.
The kunoichi couldn't help but giggle, her target mere meters in front of her now as he looked back, an expression of pure terror. His left hand was still hanging loosely at her side, his shoulder wrapped in a crimson-coloured cloth and multiple bruises covered all of his visible skin. No matter how much he quickened his pace he was wounded and slower than his pursuer. There was only one thing he could do, but it was a long shot. The man stopped in his tracks, quickly forming hand seals before turning and slamming his remaining hand down onto the ground, a huge casm opening just in front of him. Natsuru didn't have the time to react as she found herself in the centre of the opening. Her left hand shot down to her belt, drawing a single kunai and tossing it over at her target. A second giggle left her lips as the blade flew straight and true, piercing her target's neck in a spectacular display of gushing blood. She had managed to hunt him down, however there was one huge problem and that was the fact that she couldn't stop her fall. The sand was not a surface she could grip onto and the constant stream of it was stopping her from using chakra to latch onto the stone walls. "Tc."<i></i> Natsu would click her tongue once more just mere seconds before she got hit by one of the many falling rocks, everything going black mere moments later.
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Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The distant noise caused her to stir as she slowly sat up, banging her head on the ceiling with enough force to cause the entire cavern to rumble. "Motherf......"<i></i> Natsuru would mumble as she brought her left hand up to rub the quickly growing bump on her head, quickly noticing the sticky substance covering her head - blood. By the looks it was old and it didn't seem like she was still bleeding, but that wasn't a good sign. And then there was the fact that she didn't know where she was. The former med nin glanced around, her eyes slowly getting used to the sheer darkness she had found herself in.
The more she looked around the clearer the picture became. She was in some sort of cavern. The walls were made of dark-grey rock and there was a small stream running through the middle of the corridor she was in. What originally seemed like a ceiling was actually a rather massive boulder that had fallen over her, just barely having avoided crushing her body. A close call indeed. Natsu slowly crawled out from underneath the rock formation, standing up and stretching in order to see whether there were any other injuries. From what she felt it didn't seem like anything was broken, however there was a rather large multitudes of sores and cuts littering most of her body, the worst of which being a deep cut on the side of her left torso. All in all nothing she couldn't fix once she got out of this place. There was only one problem with that, namely that there was no exit to be seen at all. The landslide caused by that blasted servant of Fate had been sealed by other huge boulders, which had previously been hidden underneath the sand and that had only left one small corridor for her to follow in the hopes of being able to get out of here.
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