Dark Pasts [ P]

[Skulking Shinzu]

“Oh really shrine maiden?” Hissed Zekoke as Celes babbled on about a Jutsu she was under. “Well then, if your tongue is so useless to me, why don't you just bite it off?” Zekoke grinned as he spoke those words, the act of which revealing two rows of jagged white teeth. “Demonic Illusion: Second Blood. Zehehehehehehehe.” The mans laughter would fill Celes head, much like the voice itself was emanating from her very thoughts.

Suddenly chains would explode from the ground and pierce through each of Celes' limbs, which would root her firmly in place. If she tried to move, the chains would simply tug at her in the opposite direction, causing her much pain and suffering. “You're not lying to me, are you Celes?” Grinned Zekoke as Celes' skin began to bubble. For a moment, it would almost feel like something was crawling against her skin, however if the shrine maiden did inspect herself closely she would catch sight of numerous blobs moving about under her flesh.

“Tell me more about this Jutsu you are under. What is it exactly?” The sensation of the strange objects under Celes flesh would be quite painful and itchy, however just bearable enough to allow her to talk. “How was it cast on you? A ritual? Was the Jutsu a seal?” Zekoke would begin barraging Celes with questions. If the girl did answer truthfully, little else would happen. If she intentionally lied however, the bugs within her flesh would begin clawing and eating their way to the surface of her flesh.

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“Quit your whining twerp!” A foot descended towards Zuruel face, which he would promptly catch and toss aside, the act of which knocking one of the goons over. “Y-You!!!” He yelled before dropping onto the dirty ground. “Zekoke said I could be free if I did this.” Muttered Zuruel as he picked himself off the ground and shot the two men a glare. In response to this, the two men would simply laugh as the skinnier of the two helped his chubby friend off the ground.

“Quit being such a baby! You think you were the only one who was ever fed that crap? None of us will ever be free until the day we die, and that goes double for you twerp!” Shouted the larger man before drawing his blade. “You think you were the only one with hopes and dreams? We all had to give up everything to get to where we are now, so quit your whining and start being a obedient little dog!” The second man would then brandish his own blade, leaving both men ready to pounce at the unarmed Zuruel.

“Now then you pile of scum, are you ready to obey us, or do we have to give you the thrashing of a lifetime?” The two men began grinning at each other. “What’s with this sudden bull crap about being free anyway. Everyone’s always been saying one more mission Zuruel, just one more. Just do this one little thing for me. Ha! Its how everyone gets you to do anything. Cant you for once just do something instead of being a little princess about it!”

[Finguin]

Things had only been getting worse not only was she being impaled my a lot of chains, the man had cast onto her, which was probably still a genjutsu as pain filled her body but there didn't seem to be any blood, atleast this mans genjutsu wasn't that good to make it all real. He did start asking more questions about the jutsu, More questions about how she was protected by and if she really wasn't lying.

'' A jutsu was cast on me when I was born, sealing the information you seek into me, if I pass away the information is gone for good. and if I don't you will never get it, It is futile as I can't tell you, A combination of seals and rituals were used, and try all you want. but the only way you can get get the information you seek is by letting me live long enough for me to remember the information, but then I won't ever tell you either'' she said. her serious face on, no one would know if she was bluffing or not.

Her body was hurting badly, and she couldn't really move, all she had was her mouth and wits, and her words. it was all she could use to try and outsmart this man, if she wanted to live she had to get out of here, but was that possible, with someone as strong in genjutsu as this. She knew this all was an ilusion but it felt so real, was there really a way out? could she really survive this? Shaking her head she knew she couldnt give up here. she closed her eyes and started humming a tune while chanting words. He wouldn't know these words and hopefully it would panic them.

[Skulking Shinzu]

"Zehehehehehehehe, oh don't worry. I certainly won't ever allow you the sweet release of death until you do tell me your secrets." Zekoke would snicker to himself as he dragged a creaky chair towards Celes. Once only two or three feet away, the sinister man would place himself on the chair before pulling out a knife from under his robes. "Take your time, I plan to savor our time together as best as I can."

The handle of the knife seemed to be wrapped around a very distinctive and vibrant purple-colored cloth. The most interesting feature however, would be the curved blade that would end in a hook-like fashion. “Do you know what this is Celes?” Mumbled Zekoke as he pulled out a small rectangular sheet of sandpaper and began rubbing it against his knife. “This is a weapon designed for maximum pain. If I were to stab you with this, the tip of the weapon would get caught in your soft and mushy guts. And well, you can picture what will happen next can't you once I pull the knife out? Zehehehehehehee.”

By this point, Zekoke's lack of focus would be causing the illusion Celes was under to fade and weaken slightly. While this did allow her slightly more control over her body, the excruciating amount of pain that she was under would still persist as strong as before. “Oh but don't worry... As long as I scoop all your guts back in you'll be fine. A good gutting never killed anyone. Zehehe, its the slow infection that comes later that does all the dirty work.”

Just as Zekoke put away the sandpaper, he would lift a eyebrow curiously as Celes began to mumble something under her breath. Walking right up to her, Zekoke would inch his ear closer towards Celes ear in a attempt to make out what she was trying to sing. “Oh dear, you've gone insane. And there was me thinking it would take a lot more than that to break you.” With the distance between the two so minimal, Celes would be able to make out Zekoke's distinctive scent, which seemed to be a combination of fresh blood and something along the lines of soil.

[Finguin]

'' Then we wont ever leave here, I am not telling you anything, nor giving up'' Celes told him as she was getting quite pissed, yes he was stronger, yes he might have been faster, or been using genjutsu, maybe even know a lot of ninjutsu that she didn't know, and she was in a most major disadvantage, and that wasn't one she could over come easily. especially under this genjutsu where everything hurt and it felt that chains were moving through her body.

He came back with some kind of chair, and then got a strange knife from under it, the handle was covered in a nice purple cloth, and he was stating how it would hurt more, as it had a curved blade. She felt a little less strained by the amount of chains in her body and quickly thought about how this came, and what she could do to continue this. He was focused apparently and that meant that he couldn't focus on the ilusion. and he came closer with the knife aswell.

Celes suddenly had an idea. If his focus would be broken more she could break out of this. He was stating how she has gone insane and that he thought it would be harder for him to break her, she had already been suceeded in fooling this man she was at breaking point. ''Noooooooooooo'' a sudden yell emerged from her mouth, even before she was stabbed or hit. she was acting but the voice would be loud enough to atleast hurt the mans ears a little, and lose even more focus.

Still bound by the chains, hoping her yell would have losened them a little she tried to jump to the man. hoping to grab his knife and use her body weight and pressure to in her roll push it in his chest. she had one shot at this as the genjutsu was still feeling like it was pulling all her muscles together, but it was not real it was an ilusion, she knew this even though it was so hard to ignore. She jumped, and hoped that she could push the knife through the mans body. she knew that if someone would be in pain the genjutsu atleast would be even weaker.

[Skulking Shinzu]

“If I had a buck for every time someone told me they won't talk! Zehehe.” Zekoke laughed at the girl. It wasn’t the first time he had been faced off against someone with quite a strong will. In fact, it was quite the contrary. Zekoke was only ever assigned to highly important 'information gathering' missions such as these, which meant that more often than not, he usually ended up having to lock himself in a room with someone quite unwilling to talk.

“But you see, it is thanks to stubborn people like you that I am quite the wealthy gentlemen.” Sticking out his long and slender snake-like tongue, Zekoke slowly licked the blunt end of his knife, leaving a slimy trail of saliva along the blade. “But no need to show off. If you refuse to admit that I can make you talk, then I'll just have to show you.” With a sinister grin, Zekoke reeled back his arm and prepared to plant his weapon deep into the girls stomach.

In a moment of hesitation however, Zekoke would freeze in place and squint his eyes as Celes began screaming wildly. “What are you do-” Before the man could finish his sentence, the shrine maiden would have already leaped from her position. To counter this, Zekoke would simply launch his fist towards the girls head, hitting her squarely against the forehead. In a moment of arrogance however, Zekoke had unknowingly left his right hand vulnerable to Celes' attack.

“Gaah!” Winced Zekoke as the momentum of Celes dive pushed the mans own knife into his belly. In response to this, the man would launch his elbow into the girls nose, before finally kicking her into the ground in a cheap attempt to gain some distance. “Y-You bitch!” Cried Zekoke as he attempted to grab onto his chair for support. Upon doing this however, the man would simply lose his grip and fall lifelessly onto the ground as liquid oozed from his stomach. “My My. I cant let my guard down around you at all, can I? Zeehehehehehehehehe.” Despite the lifeless expression, quite eerily, the man’s lips still appeared to be moving.

Suddenly, the knife would then pop out of Zekoke's stomach, before the brownish fluid would soak back into his body and repair the wound. “You really are annoying shrine maiden. Oh well. If I can't get the information out of you, my orders are to just kill you. Zehehehehee.” The man’s creepy laughter filled the air as his upper body rose from the ground, like a pair of invisible strings were lifting him up. If Celes paid particular attention, she would notice that in place of blood, nothing more than mud and soil seemed to have left Zekoke's wound.

[Finguin]

Being slashed against her head. and being hit by an elbow wasn't the most fun thing happening today, but not the worst either, though it had one side effect, she felt real pain again, and it also help in knowing that the genjutsu was affected on the mans focus, because her freedom was a lot after her scream and still now she had it, the genjutsu seemed almost non existant to before. he panicked and allowed her to get up and grab her scrolls, she had only two drawings prepared left, and they probably wouldn't do much damage.

Slowly the man had been grasping himself back, but the genjutsu's focus was still kind of off, he had been cursing her. and became quite angry, though her knife hadn't seem to do much. as instead of blood a strange brownish substance came out of him, was this man a clone? or made of sand. What was a weaknes to sand? water? but there was no water, well her ink consisted of water, and it wasn't that nice to get in ones eyes. as it bit.

'' I might not be as strong as you, but well you can't call yourself a gentleman, you are more like a creep'' she yelled as she quickly grasped her bag, and then threw the first small bottle she saw at the man, if glass would cut him, it would leave a very bad permanent tattoo maybe. and it would atleast bar his sight for a good good while, which was all she needed to escape. as even blinded the man was to dangerous to come close to again. and she didn't have all that much energy left either. she hoped that the glass bottle would have hit the man, as she quickly stumbled to the door.

[Skulking Shinzu]

[Temporary Exit]