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Topic Started: Nov 29 2008, 02:40 PM (108 Views)
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Konan walked slowly into Pein's part of the tower, the limp she had somewhat obvious. How many days had it been since she'd fled his room? She had no clue anymore.

"Pein?"
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“Do you see the stars? Do you feel the stars, son?” The old man was smiling, looking down to his on through his foggy, crack glasses.

“Abuelo I don’t see anything…” The boy lay there, the rain pelting his face hard, cold. He was too meek to notice what went on around them, only here the thunder around him and his fathers words.

“It’s ok boy, I’ll protect you and we can see the stars together, one day.” His voice was weakening, it was now that the boy seen blood on his mouth, dripping on his face. His glasses, the boy noticed, were broke, his hair matted, his fingernail’s torn. Yet he kept that smile on his face, a smile that caressed the boys body and made him feel…normal.

“Why not know, abuelo?”

“Because Nagato, you still have a long way to go before you see them. One day though me and you, together, will see the stars and play ball in them!” This thought gave the black-haired boy even more comfort as he looked at his abuelo, his grandfather, was always a sweet man, even now in his…

“But abuelo, y-your-“ He put a finger on Nagato’s mouth then, smiled and stood up, throwing the sheet over the boy. Nagato was crying now, a silent cry as he could see through a tear in the sheet a dagger soar through the air and hit his abuelo in the shoulder. The old man cried out in pain as a piece of paper on the end began to glow and in the explosion tear the man apart. Nagato had never been the same.


Pain felt his breath grow heavy, his eyes grow tired as he looked out upon the city in front of him, his eyes falling upon everything before him, black rod twirling in his hand.

Nagato felt his breath increase in heaviness as Konan began to put the piercings in Yahiko’s body beside him. The two lay there, Nagato and Yahiko that is, on identical metal slabs, there bodies carrying smiles. The plan was to create the ultimate jutsu for the three so that they could become an even stronger team, and Yahiko wanted to test it out on himself before Konan did.

That thought did always make Nagato a bit sad, it was obvious that if it came to it, Yahiko would get Konan in the end. Was it because he was weak willed, because he never really stood up for himself? Nagato lie there, pondering and musing in his thoughts before Konan ended up saying ready.

Yahiko took a glance at Nagato then, the fifteen year-old boys smiling as they looked at each other. Quickly the Rin’Negan user began going through hand seals, mastering his his brain and chakra radiating together with Yahikos. It was true bliss, the two were now one in all ways, there minds able to fully communicate with each other. The jutsu was-

Yahiko screamed, loud, piercing, seizing on the table. Nagato couldn’t move now, his mind was abuzz with emotions, with pain. Oh the pain, it was too much, far too much, he couldn’t handle it, not his body, not his mind, not now, not ever. The teen yelled out in pain as his body began seizing too, his hands rising to his eyes as if to tear them out as he fell off the table and curled up into a ball.

Neither one could hear Konan’s screams of horror; now all they could hear was each other. And then it was over.


Pain felt his hand clench hard on the black rod now, he had to let Konan go, it was all he could do. It was all he had. Even if she, the women who had stuck by him for all his life and would give him anything, had betrayed him for Madara he still felt love in his heart for her. Maybe he was just fickle, maybe he was a tool. Pain clenched his hand on the rod even harder now.

“Uchiha Madara you say?” The Deva Realm, the only Realm that Pain had now, spoke to the man before him in an uncertain tone. He had charisma, he had power, or at least that’s what Pain thought, but could he be trusted.

Truly the man was convincing, and Konan seemed to be able to go along with it now. Konan…Pain gripped at his head, his mind was far too unstable to grasp the image, emotions or anything about Konan, only the fact that she was there. Always there. Pain averted his gaze from her to Madara’s. Should he ally with the man? Let him take the unstable being under his wing and train him?

In the end Pain accepted the offer and that was all there was to the story.


Pain roared. He honest to any other gods there may be other then him, yelled, screamed, threw the black rod off the tongue and yelled. A fool! HE HAD BEEN A FOOL! What had he done, what had he fucking done to this, to the world now? He had no times to be playing games with people, to be making deals with Madara, to be promising and then cutting off Konan at random, fluxing times, he was a god. A GOD! Pain couldn’t control himself now, his hands were digging into the metal of the tongue under him, his mind was fluxating again, just like when he been born, just like before he had met Madara. Constantly going into fits of rage, of pain, of desire. And now that he had betrayed, tricked, lied to, played they were coming back. But he was a god, gods don’t do these kinds of things. But if Madara was right, if he was a tool then…

NO!

Pain was a god, pure and simple. Slowly the man began to reason with himself, if he was not a god then how could he do the things he did? No normal ninja could control every known form of chakra, no human could possess the power that he did and have a sane mental state, such a thing was impossible. And that was the only logical reason, the only logical thing that he could come up with. That he was a god.

A laugh echoed from his throat now, one that would freeze everything, even the hottest substance, due to the coldness that it carried. A god gives out judgment, he chooses who is evil and who is righteous. And Pain was a god.

Her voice was shaky, not as strong or as sweet as it was when she spoke seriously but more…Pain’s eye’s narrowed. He was no fool, and in his mind what he felt through the rod in her chin was exactly as he thought it was. Pain smiled as he continued to look down to the city, the rain nothing but a slight, annoying drizzle now as he turned his head to look back to her, eye’s narrowed as always.

“What is it, partner?” The words, for real this time, were so heavy with sarcasem and insulting tone it was as if he thought her nothing more then an ant. He had to think this way if he were to survive being around her anymore, other wise he would have to tear his heart out. “Been with Madara again? Your voice, that rod, don’t bother speaking lies over me Konan, I am a god after all, my dreadfully corrupted angel. Now, what do you want, Konan.” His insulting tone had slowly spread into a sort of hysterical laugh or snicker the more he talked, his mind had really began to crumble it seemed.

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She gazed at him calmly, though she seriously just wanted to run. It was just like before, when he'd been angry beyond belief... only this was a different rage.

Konan didn't run though, instead she went to him again, flinging her arms around his neck, hugging him hard like before. He was acting strange. She wasn't afraid of him. She was never afraid of him, and she didn't care how many times he struck her with verbal or physical abuse, even if she couldn't sleep with him anymore... she was still his partner, his friend, sister, mother, lover... without sex...

"It's okay, I'm still beside you. No matter what." She said softly, hanging onto him in a hard embrace as long as he'd permit her. "You don't need my body to get my devotion."
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Did it just touch him? Did this corrupted, filthy and disgusting angel, no, this disgusting filth just touch him? How dare something so vile, so foolish decide to lay a single hand on him, what was the world coming to? Pain wanted to scream at her then, tell her that he was a God and shout to all the heavens but he could have his villagers here that could he? Plus, they say actions spoke louder then words.

Not even a word of warning was given as the Shinra Tensei activated, the power enough to easily fling back Konan into the wall within the mouth of the Tower of God. Nagato and Yahiko were not in his eyes anymore, only a wrathful and damning god who had stood up before her on the tongue and, as easily as be, waltzed in through the mouth to look at her after the jutsu had flung her back, or at least hopefully. Maybe she had managed to get away in time.

In anycase he was looking down on her now, hood down, eye’s narrowed, a thin smile on his face and another rod in his hand. The one that had been in her chin. He threw it down to the ground beside him and began a silent laugh in his head, this is what needed to be done.

“Do not touch me, filth. I am a God, your are something much, much lower. I keep you around now because your abilities are useful, not because I love you. I am a God, we (referring to his other five bodies) are a God, and we do not need the love of something a betraying and corrupt as you are. I have cast you out of my heavens and keep you around because one day you will provide me with a part of my goals,” slowly he had been rising his hand out now, palm open, and as he said goals he clenched his hand, the rain started drumming on the tower and a crack of thunder could be heard, “And when that is all over you and your lover Madara can go back and climb into any worm covered bed you choose, because I will no longer have a use for you, Konan.”

Having finished he put his arm back in his sleeve, the Deva Realm keeping a gaze on her to wait for her response.

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"Mmmhmm." She muttered, only taking half attention of what he was saying. The half she did hear hurt though, hurt a lot, but Konan forced the pain to stay deep inside her and stayed steadfast, hugging him still, staying affectionate and loving dispite his stupidity.

Moron. If this was what sex did to Nagato and Yahiko then it was seriously lucky that she hadn't slept with them when she was younger.

"You heard what I said, Nagato. Yahiko. God-sama. Pein. You're all of them and more, all alive, and I'm not taking what I said back. You don't need my body and you can take the piercing, take my ring and robes, whatever you want... but I still follow you. Like always."

She bit her lip, a little upset, but stayed cold faced on the outside, the only show of affection being her embrace. Stupid stiff body. She seriously wouldn't sleep with him again if this was what it did to him.

"Let me know when you need my services, God-sama." Konan released him gently, ignoring his face, kissing the forehead protector and then his hand. She paused, now he didn't have a piercing to locate her, and added quieter, "If you can find me."

She turned around and headed towards the exit, thinking of the layout of this tower. Konan would need to change her chambers. Hidden from both men. Not because she didn't want to be around either of them, but because she would seriously need time alone now.
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Pain lost all humor in the situation when she continued talking to him like she still mattered, like she could still see the Nagato, the Yahiko, and everything else in him. He would change that. He would kill that, and now he would end this miserable little foolish train of thought she was spouting now.

Instantly he jumped in front of her, stopping her from leaving, left hand out in front of her face as he pushed her back, using his jutsu to force her back to the ground. If there was one that that Pain had learned, it was to keep dominance in all situations, no matter the circumstances. Do not let anyone stand at your feet and attack you, and if they do pass onto them judgement. Death. Slaughter. Dispair. So Konan thought that she still had favor in Pain’s heart because it consisted of both Nagato’s and Yahiko’s? Amusing to say the least, he knew that both beings, at least Yahiko, was dead and that Nagato in all senses would never be “awake” unless he died, and Pain could not die. He was a God.

A laugh erupted from him then as he continued to look down on her, putting his hands back in his sleeves and grabbing his smile back. “Nagato? Yahiko? Funny, you’re the only being that could still see them in me, but that is all there is now. Apperences. This body. The two are dead, the two have long died and they will not be coming back. Konan I have brought you with me from the beginning, and now that your…use has been divided and destroyed to me other then your paper abilities, what reason would I have to care for you? You forget, filth, that I know you and that nothing you do, not even trying to look so big and cold, will work on me, women. I know you hurt and you deserve it too, that it is what happens when you try and betray a god,” he stopped there, walked closer to her, bended over infront of her and smiled now, his face only inches away from hers, “That is judgement. As for this whole you seeing Madara thing, you have forced me to spur my hand. Continue seeing him Konan, see him until your heart breaks, your body breaks, and until he dies himself, and maybe then, when you are all alone, when you are in your own hell you will understand, “ He stood back up now, looking down at her still.

“Pain.”

He stepped aside then, picking up the piercing and throwing it back to her before walking back to the mouth of the Tower, leaning on a tooth and looking back at her, no smile, no emotion, just the look of a wrathful, arrogant and deadly god. “Return to your old filth now or wherever you stay. But keep in mind my words Konan, I would hate for you and Madara to waste what time you two have left with each other.”

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"I don't like repeating myself, Pein." Konan climbed to her feet. She seriously wanted to slap the fucking moron silly. She played along with his God thing for the Amegakure people but she didn't really see him as a God. Just invincable, though that could make him one...

"Come find me when you need my services." She repeated, brushing off her robes, shaking her head somewhat. She'd seen them in him before. Konan knew they were in there. But if he wanted to play this game...

Like it or not, she wore the pants in this relationship.

"And brush your teeth. God or not, you never liked dentists." She added, glancing back at him, before heading towards the exit again, ignoring the piercing. He could give it to her later when he appologized for being a fucking moronic idiot who apparently had his head so far up his ass that he was seeing stars. And heaven. Hell too, apparenrly.
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Oh great, now the filfth was starting to rebel. Problem one, she was filfth. Maybe if she had remained an angel she would have been allowed but now that Pain’s mind had been fractured and that she was now standing up to him like this, she would have to be put in her place now wouldn’t she? Pain rose a hand behind her again, his Shinra Tensei now working in reverse to pull her back. As she came he would motion to grab her at the throat and thrust her body to the ground, sitting on her stomach and looking at her, hand on her collar.

His eyes narrowed.

Quite easily he extended his hand and grabbed the piercing, shoving it into her shoulder he let go of her collar then, felt his body set back and looked at her, still sitting on her stomach. Apparently she had thought that by being with Madara that she had been able to escape him, to survive, to be able to stand up to a god. She wouldn’t. She couldn’t. He would not have that,the world would not have that, and if it happened he would tear it all apart and rebuild it. This was his realm, his world and he would control it as he see fit, and she decided it would be best to try and chance that. Fool.

“Konan, maybe you don’t understand the order of things around here. Maybe it was Madara, he came in and used his eyes to change you, or maybe it was me and your confessions and brutal sex with that man having changed me in someway, but no matter how I look at it I see the same thing before me. A filthy whore who could not have neither of the dead Yahiko or Nagato due to her stupidity and when they died settled for Madara and followed me because she hoped to have me in some way, but Madara changed that too, eh?” Pain couldn’t help but laugh as he spoke, every sentence separated by the insane laughter. Maybe he was coming close to cracking her, to breaking her, hopefully at least. He lerched over and grabbed her by the shoulders, his Rin’Negan diving into her own eyes. He know spoke his words with a fevered, controlling passion. “Now then, how about you stop icing over like some common wrench, because your are much lower, and spill out those little nasty hormonal feelings you have pent up over the years, hmm?”

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Konan had changed into paper as soon as she felt him move her and didn't feel the piercing go in. She stared blankly up at him

"I follow you because your goals were Yahiko and Nagato's goals. I don't care if my feelings are returned or not, if you destroyed them or if they're still there, I still follow you and make their goals my own. As for being hurt and deserving it, you hurt me long before you became a God, Pein." She hissed, a tiny bit of her emotions breaking through the indifferent barrier. "I still follow you. I still stand by you. Pain, as you say, makes you stronger and you've made me stronger, more and more by the minute apparently, so quit making speeches and the fuck out of my way before I'm forced to papercut your cock off and hold it ransom for a few days as punishment. We have your goal to achieve, we have beasts to collect, Akatsuki to use, and a world to take over. And I'm tired."

The paper suddenly seperated and gathered at the doorway, reforming, the piercing dropping onto the ground where her shoulder had been. "Now go brush your teeth, God-sama. Your Common Wrench of an Angel has a Uchiha to keep distracted so that he doesn't get in the way of your goal." That was half true, that had been her reasoning when it had started. And it worked. But she also felt for Madara, which had mucked it up somewhat... though not entirally. It depended on what they'd want when it was done.

Konan turned and started to fold the paper into butterflies, readying herself to fly to her new chamber instead of walk.
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Finally. Finally she had told him, at least part way, how she felt. And it was splendid. Pain sat on his knees now, the piercing inch deep in the ground, his eyes swirling on the rocks before him, his hands clenching and unclenching as he tried to comprehend what just happened. It was over. He and her, in all forms other then business, to Pain’s mind, were over. He had managed to do it, to shed what he felt would end up causing him to tear apart the Akatsuki in the end, and even with such a high price he had done it. And now he could move on to his plans.

He was on his feet, walking admist the fleeting paper butterflies, and stopped at the tongue and looked down, hood back over his head and Rain stopping. He let her leave now, thinking of what to say but he didn’t say think, he couldn’t. He had frozen over. Some could say it was destiny but destiny was a word used by cowards who were too weak to chance something, and Pain had changed his destiny long ago. Now he had attained the peak of his zen, his true moment of godlihood, the fact that he could now fully detach himself from the world and rule over everything under him. Konan said he wasn’t a god, Madara said he wasn’t a god but to the people below, who he had saved from the turmoil of Ame no Kuni, he was a god.

It was time though, time to fully put his plans into gear. Now that he could fully break away his emotions off of Konan and focus on the task at hand with out all the emotional baggage.

“People of Amegakure no Sato!” His words came out with a boom, with a boom so loud that everyone in the country would here him, even the death. Not only were that but his words like Madara’s now, charismic, passionate, power. He watched as the people below him turned up to face him, his face hidden from there faces and looks. Now he could fully command them.

“I am sure you all remember when I overtook Hanzou the Salamander’s village and his people, and how I took control of this land to save you all. Now I bring to you all something new, a different experience. Your pain has allowed me to reach the zenith peak of my powers, and with your pain I leave this country in five days and will return with even more power! I will over take and destroy Kirigakure no Sato in those five days and take there strongest weapon of power! WE WILL BRING PEACE AND PROSPERTIY TO THE WORLD THROUGH PAIN MY CHILDREN!”

As he finished his speech he could hear the yells of “Hail Pain!” and “Long live the god of PAIN!” from below, his eye’s moving from villager to villager, the unstable mind using it to boost up and fully gain a foothold in the world. He would rule, simple as that.

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Suddenly another voice boomed out in the middle of all the shouting, obviously not quite as loud as Pein's but making up for it in coarseness and the anti-climax it made after his dramatic speech.

"Hey! The fuck're you makin' all that noise around for Jashin's sake? You can hear that shit halfway across the country, and here I was in the middle of my prayin'!"

Hidan pushed through the crowd in annoyance, slapping away villagers and cocking his head to glance up at Pain. The tall and lithe Akatsuki member was in his uniform as always, though his was opened a bit so his pale chest showed, one hand scratching his stomach lazily while the other held his massive triple-bladed scythe on one shoulder.

"Ya got any fuckin' orders for me boss, or did you just do that to wake everybody up?"
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Pain looked down towards Hidan below, standing ontop of a mound of metal and pipes, looking up towards him from below. Fool. That’s what he was, a fool. Of course his abilities were unique, the best that the hoardes of Jashin had to offer, so why not use him just a little longer, to get more of his tailed beast? With a movement Pain’s hands fell in hand seal as a Astral Projection of Pain formed before Hidan, the crowd looking in aw at the featureless Rainbow outlined jutsu that had appeared before the man.

With a step he was infront of Hidan, the designless eyes of the jutsu boring into the mans own, sighing as his voice was vibrating in the air. He quickly rose his arms up into the air, rubbing the translucent temples at on each side of his head as he thought of how to deal with the man. Finally he figured out what the fool should do.

“Go and find your partner, Hidan. He should have headed to Mist by now, so when you find him you two are to go and grab the Two-Tailed Jinchuuriki in Cloud,” his voice was stacy as he spoke, almost too strong for the villagers around the jutsu to withstand, “Then you too will go and find the Six-Tails and capture him, understood? Now go and leave me be, I have bigger things to deal with then you, Hidan.”

With that the jutsu canceled and the God simply turned away from the scene below. Something else had caught his eye.

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Negro please.

Hidan let out a single amused hoot, turning and slicing one of the random villager's heads off in a motion that was as casual as picking his nose...which he promptly did with his blood-stained hand right after the decapitation.
Turning, he began to make his way towards the land of the Mist. Hopefully they'd have enough blood to satisfy his god...otherwise, there was no point...Pein was no god, he was a man, Jashin on the other hand was a true God.

"Pft, I hope that dumbass isn't out collecting bounties anymore...really, his greed is a pain in the fuckin' ass as well as a sin."
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