Post by Nitro! on Dec 1, 2010 12:49:33 GMT -8
Drabbles, short one-shots, and other such stand-alones by Nitro. Inferiority Complex still gets its own thread even though I could just edit that post's title...
First up: this thing. It's crap. I know it's crap. Don't tell me it's crap. It's poorly written and not as thought-out as I'd like. I still love it (even though I don't like it at all) and I have yet to figure out why. Introducing my Naruto/Itachi comparison.
Byyy the way, spoilers for chapter 402 (I think, or somewhere around there).
He remembers the scent of blood; the tears as he gagged on air, desperately trying to remember.
It was the mission. It was the orders. Kill the clan and get out.
Was it really?
He remembered the rush of pleasure, inflicting pain on those who hurt him, controlled him. They tried to fight, but it was useless. He made their deaths slow and painful, and told himself it was because they were strong enough to put up a fight, and because he didn’t want to do it, but he knew every near-fatal-but-not-quite wound, every excruciating gash, was revenge. He told himself it was to cover his tracks, to make it look real, but he knew the truth --
It was real.
It was his damnation, and he felt shame and horror and fear as he let himself sink into the role -- the reality -- that was him from now until his death.
And by all that was good and innocent in this world, please kill him soon.
--
The blood spewed like a fountain, trickled like a creek, and it covered the ground and his hands and his clothes and his mouth --
-- and it was beautiful.
He hated it, he had to; even as he needlessly shredded the body (because he could still hear the tiny thumping of the heart, rapid and small and alive and screaming and --) beyond mutilation, beyond evisceration, until the sinews of the muscles hung out from under the shreds of skin that held together what was left of the body.
He felt a thrill of adrenaline, of delight, and it was the Kyuubi, it wasn’t him. But he shivered as the heartbeat rushed on, the beats irregular and fading as desperate lungs tried to gasp. He hadn’t hit vital organs -- despite the rush, the need, the blood would spew and the guttural wails would ring, wonderful, terrible --
You know the truth, little kit. And most of him was screaming, crying, but a small part was not -- and that scared him.
It was his burden, and he collapsed with a gasp and inhaled blood with the air -- not his blood, their blood, the enemy’s blood, the snake’s blood, and he didn’t bother coughing as he faced the truth -- the terrible secret -- that would follow him until his death.
And for the sake of all that was living, he had to die kill.
--
A/N: Strangely, I think the idea had a lot of potential even if it didn't turn out well. It's not my best -- not even my best idea -- but it's something, and I'm proud of the concept, if nothing else. I wanted to see what people thought of the idea and hear out any suggestions that said people might have.
As I said, it's Naruto/Itachi comparison. Random, right? It was. The two parts aren't directly related but should still be compared. Italics indicate something to do with Kyuubi and I'm aware of some...horrific implications in Naruto's part. Don't think too hard about it if you didn't catch it.
I'm not sure who Naruto's tearing into, but...call it an AU, 'kay? I can't remember seeing him really lose control and actually mortally wound anyone before Pein (except that once during the time-skip).
I did write up a short follow-up, objective note on what I was thinking as I wrote it and some of the ways they should be compared. You guys first, though.
I do have other ones that are less messed up and even some humorous ones, but I don't like most of them...and others that are actually decent in my opinion.
First up: this thing. It's crap. I know it's crap. Don't tell me it's crap. It's poorly written and not as thought-out as I'd like. I still love it (even though I don't like it at all) and I have yet to figure out why. Introducing my Naruto/Itachi comparison.
Byyy the way, spoilers for chapter 402 (I think, or somewhere around there).
Lesser of Evils
[/i][/center]He remembers the scent of blood; the tears as he gagged on air, desperately trying to remember.
It was the mission. It was the orders. Kill the clan and get out.
Was it really?
He remembered the rush of pleasure, inflicting pain on those who hurt him, controlled him. They tried to fight, but it was useless. He made their deaths slow and painful, and told himself it was because they were strong enough to put up a fight, and because he didn’t want to do it, but he knew every near-fatal-but-not-quite wound, every excruciating gash, was revenge. He told himself it was to cover his tracks, to make it look real, but he knew the truth --
It was real.
It was his damnation, and he felt shame and horror and fear as he let himself sink into the role -- the reality -- that was him from now until his death.
And by all that was good and innocent in this world, please kill him soon.
--
The blood spewed like a fountain, trickled like a creek, and it covered the ground and his hands and his clothes and his mouth --
-- and it was beautiful.
He hated it, he had to; even as he needlessly shredded the body (because he could still hear the tiny thumping of the heart, rapid and small and alive and screaming and --) beyond mutilation, beyond evisceration, until the sinews of the muscles hung out from under the shreds of skin that held together what was left of the body.
He felt a thrill of adrenaline, of delight, and it was the Kyuubi, it wasn’t him. But he shivered as the heartbeat rushed on, the beats irregular and fading as desperate lungs tried to gasp. He hadn’t hit vital organs -- despite the rush, the need, the blood would spew and the guttural wails would ring, wonderful, terrible --
You know the truth, little kit. And most of him was screaming, crying, but a small part was not -- and that scared him.
It was his burden, and he collapsed with a gasp and inhaled blood with the air -- not his blood, their blood, the enemy’s blood, the snake’s blood, and he didn’t bother coughing as he faced the truth -- the terrible secret -- that would follow him until his death.
And for the sake of all that was living, he had to die kill.
--
A/N: Strangely, I think the idea had a lot of potential even if it didn't turn out well. It's not my best -- not even my best idea -- but it's something, and I'm proud of the concept, if nothing else. I wanted to see what people thought of the idea and hear out any suggestions that said people might have.
As I said, it's Naruto/Itachi comparison. Random, right? It was. The two parts aren't directly related but should still be compared. Italics indicate something to do with Kyuubi and I'm aware of some...horrific implications in Naruto's part. Don't think too hard about it if you didn't catch it.
I'm not sure who Naruto's tearing into, but...call it an AU, 'kay? I can't remember seeing him really lose control and actually mortally wound anyone before Pein (except that once during the time-skip).
I did write up a short follow-up, objective note on what I was thinking as I wrote it and some of the ways they should be compared. You guys first, though.
I do have other ones that are less messed up and even some humorous ones, but I don't like most of them...and others that are actually decent in my opinion.
