Post by Chronos on Sept 27, 2007 2:14:52 GMT -5
Guess I'll take a stab at this. Hope you like it!
He woke in the middle of the night. The same dream again. The pale man, laughing at his existance. He did not know why his "father" would do this, but he felt for certain that it was not to become a reality. Itasuske had wondered why he was created, why had he been chosen? He did not know all the answers, but he knew from the moment he was "born", this would be his mission.
The next day. Same as any other day. Same blasted sun beating down on him. Same birds chirping in the bushes. It felt, to a outsider, that it would be a normal day, But Itasuske knew better. In his gut, he knew today was going to be different. Though he didn't keep much on him, Itasuske did keep the basics on him. His clothes, which were a little big, but it still fit fine. His Kunai, which he had found the day after his "father" had left him, which he swore that he would return, one way or another. Finaly, his towel. No one knows why Itasuske always keeps a towel on his person.
He got up, dusted himself off, and started walking. Countless miles he had walked from the day he was abandoned, and he knew countless more lie ahead of him. While he was walking, he spotted a waterfall not to far from the road. So, being a practical person, he washed his clothes and himself in the waterfall. While doing this, though, he got the feeling that he was being watched. Carefuly getting out and getting dressed, he qiuckly looked in the general direction of the feeling. He didn't see any person, but he did notice a large gathering of crows off in the distance. "If nothing else, i could get something to eat tonight." he tought to himself. But when he got there, all the crows had flown away, and he found nothing but bird droppings. Damn, he cursed to himself. Then, a crow landed on his sholder. He tried to catch it, but every time he even thought to reach for the bird, it just flew to the other shoulder. "Fine, you filthy bird, have it your way." He kept going along the road, finding nothing else exciting untill he hapened across a small inn/farm.
As he approched the farm, he spoted three people inside. Most likely the farm owner and his family. So he went inside. Immidately the innkeeper noticed the child with a crow on his shoulder. "Good afternoon, are you lost, little boy?" "Little? By your reconing, i look about 15 or 16, do i not?" The innkeeper was startled by the young man's responce. "Why, yes, you do look about 16, what can i do for you? Are you lost?" The innkeeper was like the Kind, old Uncle that every kid wanted. He was also quite large. "Lost? I have been by myself for so long, i feel like i cn no longer become lost." Again, a startling glimpse of Itasuske's inner personality left the innkeeper off balance. "Well, i can see you have no money, but i guess you can stay here for one night if you wish. Business is slow this time of year, anyway. Why do you have a crow on your shoulder?" Itasuske looked stright at the innkeeper,"Because i can't get it off." The innkeeper, upon looking at Itasuske's eyes, did a double take. One eye was black, while the other was grey. "So, do you want a room?" the innkeeper said akwardly. "Yes, that would br most kind of you." Itasuske said pleasantly. "Ok, let me show you to your room then."
His room was just that, a room. It had a bed, running water, and a small table on which he could make notes. As Itasuske set himself down on his bed, the crow on his shoulder left and perched himelf on the window sill. "Are you on me for a reason?" Itasuske thought he was stupid, talking to a bird with a brain the size of a peanut. The bird seemed to say,"Yep". That woke Itasuske up. "You can talk?" "No" The bird squaked. "Then you answer yes/no questions?" "Yep" Incredable! A pinhead bird that could answer questions! Itasuske then smelled a soup that smelled as tasefull as anything he coud imagine. He bolted downstairs, and found a large pot of something. He didn't even ask. He dug into that soup and before he knew what he was doing, had consumed the whole thing.
The innkeeper smiled, he liked this young man. As he was finnishing the cleaning, he said "What is your name, young man?"
Itasuske looked up, "Me? Itsasuske." As he said the name, the innkeeper froze. THAT was the reason for the two-tone eyes. He was that THING that Orochimaru had created. The innkeeper then turned around, not so jolly anymore. "If i could please ask you to leave." Itasuske looked confused. "But why?" The innkeeper looked genuinely sad. "I am sorry, but i can't have you here, for it is not safe for my family. Now, please, leave." Itasuske had heard this one before. Always the same, they look at you funny, then they ask you to leave. So he got his stuff, and he left the cottage the same as he had come. But this time, something different did happen. The innkeeper, before he had left, put some sticks of non-perishable meat in his towel. Silently, Itasuske thanked the innkeeper, and travled a little ways to a sheltered spot, then laid down and went to bed. The crow was watching the whole time.
He woke in the middle of the night. The same dream again. The pale man, laughing at his existance. He did not know why his "father" would do this, but he felt for certain that it was not to become a reality. Itasuske had wondered why he was created, why had he been chosen? He did not know all the answers, but he knew from the moment he was "born", this would be his mission.
The next day. Same as any other day. Same blasted sun beating down on him. Same birds chirping in the bushes. It felt, to a outsider, that it would be a normal day, But Itasuske knew better. In his gut, he knew today was going to be different. Though he didn't keep much on him, Itasuske did keep the basics on him. His clothes, which were a little big, but it still fit fine. His Kunai, which he had found the day after his "father" had left him, which he swore that he would return, one way or another. Finaly, his towel. No one knows why Itasuske always keeps a towel on his person.
He got up, dusted himself off, and started walking. Countless miles he had walked from the day he was abandoned, and he knew countless more lie ahead of him. While he was walking, he spotted a waterfall not to far from the road. So, being a practical person, he washed his clothes and himself in the waterfall. While doing this, though, he got the feeling that he was being watched. Carefuly getting out and getting dressed, he qiuckly looked in the general direction of the feeling. He didn't see any person, but he did notice a large gathering of crows off in the distance. "If nothing else, i could get something to eat tonight." he tought to himself. But when he got there, all the crows had flown away, and he found nothing but bird droppings. Damn, he cursed to himself. Then, a crow landed on his sholder. He tried to catch it, but every time he even thought to reach for the bird, it just flew to the other shoulder. "Fine, you filthy bird, have it your way." He kept going along the road, finding nothing else exciting untill he hapened across a small inn/farm.
As he approched the farm, he spoted three people inside. Most likely the farm owner and his family. So he went inside. Immidately the innkeeper noticed the child with a crow on his shoulder. "Good afternoon, are you lost, little boy?" "Little? By your reconing, i look about 15 or 16, do i not?" The innkeeper was startled by the young man's responce. "Why, yes, you do look about 16, what can i do for you? Are you lost?" The innkeeper was like the Kind, old Uncle that every kid wanted. He was also quite large. "Lost? I have been by myself for so long, i feel like i cn no longer become lost." Again, a startling glimpse of Itasuske's inner personality left the innkeeper off balance. "Well, i can see you have no money, but i guess you can stay here for one night if you wish. Business is slow this time of year, anyway. Why do you have a crow on your shoulder?" Itasuske looked stright at the innkeeper,"Because i can't get it off." The innkeeper, upon looking at Itasuske's eyes, did a double take. One eye was black, while the other was grey. "So, do you want a room?" the innkeeper said akwardly. "Yes, that would br most kind of you." Itasuske said pleasantly. "Ok, let me show you to your room then."
His room was just that, a room. It had a bed, running water, and a small table on which he could make notes. As Itasuske set himself down on his bed, the crow on his shoulder left and perched himelf on the window sill. "Are you on me for a reason?" Itasuske thought he was stupid, talking to a bird with a brain the size of a peanut. The bird seemed to say,"Yep". That woke Itasuske up. "You can talk?" "No" The bird squaked. "Then you answer yes/no questions?" "Yep" Incredable! A pinhead bird that could answer questions! Itasuske then smelled a soup that smelled as tasefull as anything he coud imagine. He bolted downstairs, and found a large pot of something. He didn't even ask. He dug into that soup and before he knew what he was doing, had consumed the whole thing.
The innkeeper smiled, he liked this young man. As he was finnishing the cleaning, he said "What is your name, young man?"
Itasuske looked up, "Me? Itsasuske." As he said the name, the innkeeper froze. THAT was the reason for the two-tone eyes. He was that THING that Orochimaru had created. The innkeeper then turned around, not so jolly anymore. "If i could please ask you to leave." Itasuske looked confused. "But why?" The innkeeper looked genuinely sad. "I am sorry, but i can't have you here, for it is not safe for my family. Now, please, leave." Itasuske had heard this one before. Always the same, they look at you funny, then they ask you to leave. So he got his stuff, and he left the cottage the same as he had come. But this time, something different did happen. The innkeeper, before he had left, put some sticks of non-perishable meat in his towel. Silently, Itasuske thanked the innkeeper, and travled a little ways to a sheltered spot, then laid down and went to bed. The crow was watching the whole time.
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