62. She who hates


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tomoka’s lungs deted into a sigh as Itachi left. Now that she doesn''t have to worry about him things should be easier. As soon as she thought that a bang could be heard inside the house. One of the inner traps had been triggered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Fuck!’ Without losing a moment Tomoka went inside through the nearest window sprinting towards Nozomi’s room. She had put Nozomi to sleep so she wouldn’t cause any trouble or trigger the traps by mistake.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once inside she saw a pair of ninjas. One was dead on the floor with his head blown up thanks to her shotgun trap. The other was hurt but very much alive, plunging a kunai towards the nkets Nozomi was under.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“NO!!!” Using all her chakra, Tomoka opened the portal of speed force. In an instant loud crackling could be heard as Tomoka appeared next to the ninja with a kunai in hand. Said kunai had gone through the back of the ninja’s neck and appeared on the front.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the fatal injury, the ninja plunged the kunai into the nkets before dying. Crimson tainted the white nkets as Tomoka''s heart dropped. All the exhaustion umted over the many nights she spent nning, over the fights she had just fought, all of it crashed on her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No” It was just a whisper as her shaky hands approached the nkets. With all the care in the world she began peeling them back. Below them she saw Nozomi’s paleplexion as blood drained from the wound on her chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that moment Tomoka’s world seemed to crash and burn. Her heart beat so fast and hard in her chest she felt like it would explode. The ringing in her ears made it impossible to think. Worst of all was the thumping. It was like a second heart had grown within her chest and thumped loudly to drown all else.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hate. She hated. She hated Danzo for the order of the massacre. She hated the stupid puppets for killing Nozomi. She hated Itachi for distracting her. She hated Sasuke, she hated Hiruzen. She hates Konoha. Above all else she hated herself. Hate clouded her mind and hate was all she could feel.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In the mind''s escape the lush green grass turned to cold ash. The trees became petrified and the clear water became ck as tar. The bubbling in the center of theke intensified and spread as clouds of red smoke rose to the blue sky turning it blood red.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kurama was scared shitless as the pressure mounted. He believed he had been blinded by hate in the past but this, this made his hate seem like a kid’s temper tantrum. He looked to his left were a metal box sealed away some of Tomoka’s memories.


    <span style="font-weight:400">~shback no Jutsu~


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yo! Kurama, I need you to take care of this.’ Said Tomoka while pointing to a metal box with chains around it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[And that is?]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Some sealed memories. I left a note for myself saying that I should leave them with you. I can either unseal them after the massacre or if you deem it necessary’ With that Tomoka shrugged like it was none of her business.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Whatever]


    <span style="font-weight:400">~shback end~


    <span style="font-weight:400">If this was not enough reason to unseal whatever was in there then nothing would. Thinking that, Kurama began the arduous process of removing the chains as he saw the mindscape change around him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As he was about to finish he saw how from within the middle of theke, where the loud thumping wasing from, Ivory white bone began to appear. It looked like the skull of a lizard with jagged yellowish fangs. The more he saw the more terrified he became.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Could it be that he wasn’t the only one sealed in here? The thing continued to surface as the bone began to be reced with dark green scales around the end of the snout. On Top of its head straight ck hair flowed like a waterfall of tar. Then he saw the eyes, a pair of hate filled yellow eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">For a moment Kurama’s mind went nk as he could feel the hate the creature felt. A hate for everything and anything in the world. A hate so powerful that it threatened to consume and destroy it all. Without wasting a single moment Kurama broke thest chain.


    <span style="font-weight:400">From within the metal box a set of books flew to the haggard looking mental library that still floated over theke. Its once pristine white walls had flecks of paint peeling off. The wooden pirs looked rotten and frail, while the marble ones were broken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Please work] Was all Kurama could think as he saw the books fly inside the library.