The Guardian | By : ShadowMuse Category: Naruto > General Views: 939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The child was sleeping peacefully when Hae
arrived back at his charge’s home. The
boy’s father was slumped in a chair nearby, the sunglasses he normally wore
outside the home tossed onto the dresser by the doorway. They had nearly fallen off and were clinging
to the edge with a bit of one piece.
Hae gave a gentle push to them and they scrapped back onto the top. The elder Aburame would not remember which
state they were in when morning came.
Hae sighed to himself and gave a quick glance over at his charge. Apparently his father had done the job of
calming him down before Hae had arrived.
A
brief flicker flashed through his mind of Ryoji and Muteki. How awful would it be to be the only ones
who could truly be there for their charges?
According to the two Suna-bound guardians their charges’ father wasn’t a
kind man, and the two children didn’t get the kind of loving attention that
Hae’s great great grandson got. Despite
his clan’s overwhelming sense of logic and calm there was love there in the
family. Hearts never went without care
here.
He
leaned down and touched a hand to the child’s tiny face. “Sleep well.” He whispered, his mouth curving into a gentle smile. “Another one of your comrades is safe
tonight.”
“Talking
to babies again, Hae?”
He
chuckled at the amused voice.
“Chisei? How nice of you to drop
by.” The woman who darkened his
descendant’s window was another guardian.
Her shoulder-length pink hair was loose around her face and framed two
jovial dark green eyes.
“I
thought I would. I heard there’s
another within our ranks tonight. Poor
girl, straight from the death-field right to work.” She farced a bullet to the head and then a rope around the neck.
“She’ll want to kill herself again by the time she knows what’s going on.”
“I
hope not.” Hae answered seriously. He knew Chi was joking, but somehow he
couldn’t think lightly of Mihari and her charge. Few knew the truth about those two, and if they did it might
cause problems, even among the guardians.
So far only he, Ryoji, and Taikutsu knew the reality of their
importance. He wasn’t ready to tell
Chi, and he’d rather never tell Chi.
“Do
you think she’s busy? I’d like to go
say hi.” Chi rolled a long strand of
hair between her fingers. The habit
bothered Hae, but he kept his mouth shut.
“Let
her have this night to get used to her charge.”
“You’re
right.” Chi bounced down from the
window. If she hadn’t have been in the
spiritual plane the impact of her feet on the rug would have woken the father. Hae frowned. “Who’d she get again?”
“The
Akimichi child.”
Chi
raised one eyebrow. “He’s one of the
special ones, isn’t he?”
Hae
nodded. “He’s more like us than
them.” He gestured to the two living
Aburame clan members behind him.
“An
immortal soul in a mortal body.” Chi
whistled, “welcome to the world, kiddo.”
Her tinkling laugh restored Hae’s relaxed state somewhat. However annoying Chisei could be sometimes
she always redeemed herself with her positive traits.
“I
think there will be times in which he won’t want to be in this world.” Hae said solemnly.
“Yah,
that’s right,” Chisei furrowed her brows; “you’re the only ones who’s seen his
soul script, right? Why is that?”
“Not
for me to tell, Chi.” Hae replied, pulling off his glasses. He leaned forward to look at the windowsill
for a moment.
“Ack! Hae, do you have to take those off around
me!” Chi cried. “Your eyes always freak me out.”
“Sorry.” He put them back on. “Tell me something Chisei, did you open this
window?”
“No. It was open when I got here.”
“Yeah,
it was when I got here, too.” A note of
suspicion had begun to creep into his tone.
“Go to your charge, Chi. Just in case.”
Chisei
gave a quick salute and disappeared, a warning floating on the wind. “But careful, Hae! They’re getting stronger,
ya know!”
XXX
Mihari had been wrong about death, so she
wasn’t surprised when it turned out that her idea of sleep had been wrong,
too. Despite how real and alive
she felt no weariness came to her. It
was very late and all the excitement should have worn her down to nothing, but
still her eyes remained open and the only sign of fatigue she showed was how
tiresome hanging by the rafters with her feet was getting. Her bat-like position did serve for one
positive, as she could easily watch most of the room and get a good view in
observing her charge’s sleep.
She
didn’t even know what something bad would look like. This supernatural world was so different than the normal one that
something dangerous could look so mundane, while something simple could appear
to be menacing. “This isn’t as easy as
it looks, kid.” She said, hopping down
to the floor. Her head spun momentarily
from the sudden rush. “Not as good as
sugar, but pretty dang close.” She went
to crack her neck when a figure in the doorway caught her eye.
That
wasn’t there a second ago.
“Guardian.”
The sound was like a vile, whispering wind over cracked leaves. She barely made out the word, but it was
there. A moment of confusion was
followed by a moment of realization as this shadow figure said another rasped
word. “Die.”
“Oh,
shit.” She dodged as it came at her, a
hand reaching to grasp her throat. She
moved just in time. The hand that had
reached for her had morphed into a blade.
“I’m guessing you’re the bad guy.”
She murmured to herself before he turned for her again.
The
corner of the crib caught Mihari’s sight and a deep dread rushed through
her. She had to get this thing away
from him. Anything could happen if they
got into a battle, and she didn’t want a stupid mistake to be the end. If she could lead him away long enough, she
might get that sunglasses guy back…
“All
right you bastard,” Mihari growled.
“You wanna fight someone, then come and get it…” She pulled a kunai from
the pouch at her side and lunged. I hope this works.
XXX
Hae found it in the corner, behind a couple empty
boxes. “Just like I thought.” He pushed the sunglasses further up on his
nose as he crouched to study it. A
flicker of his eyes regarded the broken protective seal again, and then moved
back to the little spy. “Small fry in a
big oil vat.” He grimaced. “Are you going to make this easy on me, or
am I going to have to do this the hard way?”
Realizing
it had been seen the little shadow darted for better cover. Hae was right after it. No you don’t! His fingers grabbed at the tail of the
worm-like shadow and tugged. Millions
of tiny feet, barely the size of eyelashes wiggled desperately in the air as he
lifted it up. “I hate you nosy little
fuckers.” He told it. “Always coming in and stirring up
trouble. Low level jerk-offs.” He gave a small flick to where he guessed
its head was. “I’d let you go to pass
on a message for me, but whatever information you’ve collected will have to
stay secret, so you’ll forgive me if I kill you.”
With his free hand
he reached for a kunai, but was unable to fully draw it as a pair of hands came
down on his throat moments later. The
tiny messenger worm dropped with a squish onto the floor and began to crawl away. Hae groaned in frustration as he watched it
disappear behind the boxes again. He
grabbed at the hands around his throat, trying to pry them off. He jabbed with the kunai straight down and met
with something. Unfortunately it went
straight through it and into his shoulder.
He held back a cry as he ripped across, through both his and his
attacker’s flesh.
An angry screech
filled the room and he was released.
Hae kicked himself around to see what had assaulted him. A shadow soldier. He gritted his teeth in determination and
rolled into a defensive position.
Something was seriously wrong.
Both a shadow messenger and a soldier?
It couldn’t be just a coincidence.
The scuttle of tiny
feet drew his attention back to the window and the messenger was trying to pull
its pudgy little form onto the sill to escape.
He lobbed his bloodstained kunai at it.
Its escape was halted, and so was all movement in its body. Alive or dead, the thing was pinned to the
window. It was going nowhere.
While his gaze had
been directed at the tiny threat the bigger one had regained balance and was
back on the attack; teeth as sharp as razors sunk into his wounded shoulder and
tried to tear a chunk out of him.
Behind his glasses eyes flashed.
He urged the pain away, attempting to clear his head for this
battle.
He jerked out of the
soldier’s vice-like grip. He felt skin
tear away, but he would heal. He
couldn’t be destroyed that way.
Besides, pain was nothing compared to the protection of his precious
family. He pulled two more kunai out
and ran possible scenarios through his head.
It was times like this he wished he could think as fast as Taikutsu, but
it also wasn’t the time to dwell on this fact.
A dark angry face
dripping with blood raised in his direction, “you lose.” A grating laugh reverberated from the walls
and drilled into his ears.
“Incorrect. You lose.”
He stated. Stretching his arms
out hundreds of insects invaded the space of the room. They swarmed around the shadow soldier like
flies on rotten meat. “Get out
of my house”
The laugh just
continued as it was overtaken by Hae’s jutsu.
“Guardian scum. Too
late. Too late.”
Too late?
Hae thought. What could—
“HAE!”
Mihari’s voice rang
through his head and a clouded vision of darkness and blood washed over
him. You lose… it had said. It was just a decoy! Hae quickly recalled his bugs and made sure
the soldier’s corpse was really dead.
He wished he could go ahead and move it, but he didn’t have the
time. The new kid needed his help. “Be right there, Mi.” He tried to send to her, but something
blocked his path. Don’t let it be
what I think it is…
XXX
Mihari stumbled to her feet again, the
shadow’s fist just barely missing her head as she rolled to a standing
position. She felt dizzy and her arm
hurt from where the creature’s blade had sliced a good gash down it. Now back a few feet she could see this
shadow thing more clearly. It looked
more like a silhouette than anything real, yet this silhouette had an oily oozy
texture in appearance and was much more malicious.
Atop
its dark head looked to be a helmet or piece of armor. It was more of an extension of the creature
than an add-on, including the shadow armor that seemed to cover its body. It looked like some dark, evil knight. “Fuck you, asshole! I’ll show you to hit girls!” She went in for an attack and seemed to be
doing pretty well until a so-thought well-placed kick was met with forceful
hands. She was thrown all the way to
the other side of the room. Her body
slammed into the wall and slid down it, pain raging through her like the blood
in her veins.
Her
vision darkened for a moment and the room tilted. She tried to stand again but her legs wouldn’t hold her, so she
ended up on her knees, arms raised to prevent attack as well as administer one
if the shadow came closer. Something
wet and sticky crept down her forehead and almost dripped in her eye before she
wiped it away. When she brought her
hand down it was smeared with crimson.
Blood. Just great, it made her
bleed.
As
she was thinking of possible revenge for it’s shedding her blood it
laughed. She would have taken nails on
a chalkboard any day over the sound of that chilling laugh. She tumbled forward, her hands spread on the
floor for balance. Everything inside
felt like it wanted to melt away into nothingness. Fear, loathing, revulsion; they filled her with a desperate
panic. Part of her just wanted to edge
away into some safe corner until it was all over, and the other half burned
with anger and pride.
She
could see it moving away from her, and she knew where it was going. “Stay…away…from…him.” She ordered. With each word was another attempt to climb to her feet. It just enjoyed her desperation even
more. It lifted its hand that had
become the blade above the child. “No!” Something compelled the last bit of strength
she had to surface and she was up again.
This time she latched onto her enemy, pulling her arms tight around its
neck.
It
tried to get her off, even going so far as to cut at her hands, but she held
on. At the most it was a distraction
for the thing. It couldn’t reach its
target if it had a pissed off guardian on his back. Finally it rammed her backwards into the wall. The sharp impact was enough to make her lose
contact for a moment. She lashed out with
one strong kick, shoving it away from her as she fell into a crouching
position.
After
that was a flurry of battle. For once
the Taijutsu she’d learned in past studies was useful. A few good punches, some kicks, and other
arrays of technique. She didn’t even
think, but allowed her body to make the moves for her. If she thought she might find this whole
situation to be too much. She couldn’t
allow herself to run. She couldn’t fail
again. Her life was one thing, but this
was a whole different shogi board.
She
grew weary and was driven back until she was pushed on the baby’s side of the
room again. She was shocked by the fact
he could still sleep, but she supposed that they couldn’t be heard because they
were on another plane. The shadow knight
drew two long daggers out nowhere and threw them, each in succession. The first one hit Mihari in the shoulder,
knocking her even further back, and the second was aimed at her charge.
The
instinct of a guardian kicked in, and with speed she could have never reached
as a mortal she made it between him and their assailant just in time. The dagger stuck firmly and painfully in her
back, but she could still breath a sigh of relief. The child was safe for this round. It was only when she was yanked away and thrown again that things
turned upside down. This time when she
met the back wall her vision just didn’t stutter, but violently swayed. The laughter was back, and this time she was
afraid the thing earned it. Her sight
was fading and she couldn’t even lift her fingers much less her body.
She
had almost forgotten to call, but before she lost consciousness she managed to
cry out, “HAE!”
XXX
Hae arrived at the Akimichi residence at top
speed. He entered the house at a run,
but the eerie quiet inside made his blood freeze. His body stopped automatically for an instant, taking in the void
that had become of this usually warm household. He scanned the area, taking in every small detail to get an idea
what was going on. As he feared strands
of electric black energy pulsed through the air in places. A shadow knight, he thought to
himself. Horror spread over his
features and he prayed he wasn’t too late.
An
angry shriek bounced off the walls and met his ears. It was still there! And
by the sounds of it, the Knight had not gotten what it had come for. The sound of the creature pushed Hae into
motion and he bolted once more toward the child’s nursery. As he neared the room he was filled with a
strange feeling. A peculiar light shone
from under the door. It was a deep
purple color mixed with striations of white or silver. He believed that somehow it was that light
that was giving him this feeling.
Luckily
there was no barrier up on the door and he was able to pass through it without
any problems. That was a good
sign. The worst it could be was a
shadow knight. As bad as those were
there were worse enemies to contend with. A shudder ran through his soul as he passed through the door at
the thought of what those could be.
They had to fight a high level mage (or at least that’s what it called
itself) when the Kazekage’s youngest son had been born just a few months back.
He
heard the shriek again the second he was inside the room. The light was so bright that Hae had to
shield his eyes even with his sunglasses on.
“What in the name of…” His voice was taken from him when he saw what had
occurred. The knight as attempting to
bust through a protective barrier around the child, but at every attempt he was
thrown back. The light rolled almost
like water and spiked like the sun. The
purple and silver waves emitted so high an energy form that he was shocked that
it was still being maintained.
He
was surprised to see Mihari slumped against a wall, unconscious. That only proved his suspicions of the young
Shinobi. Yes, she was definitely worthy
of being a guardian. Even unawares her
being protected the infant like it was her own. The energy was flowing from her body into the barrier,
replenishing its strength from what had been destroyed during the attack.
As
formidable as this barrier was it was still running off her energy and if he
didn’t do something quick it would deplete and the barrier would
disappear. When that happened both
Mihari and her charge would die.
The
knight roared a challenge at Hae, finally realizing that he was not alone. Hae regarded it with a cold look, “don’t
underestimate us guardians, you worthless sliver of darkness. Unlike you we draw our powers from something
more powerful than you can ever imagine, or feel.”
“Guardian!
You will feel the pain of a thousand deaths before I rip your soul into
oblivion!”
“We
will see about that.”
TBC….
Sorry for
the cliffhanger. I know it sucks. I will try to get out the next chapter as
soon as I can. Schools finally out for me but I'm going to try to get a job, so
it might take a little bit.
Thanks for the reviews!
Kaze
Next Chatper: Hae's battle
begins. Just when he thinks he's going down a new shadow appears... will this
one be friend of foe?
Fans of the Nara clan
rejoice.
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