Otku: STOP CRIYING YOU BRAT!!! Are you seriously Ias son? You look like a little spoiled girl... Dont worry, I wont kill you.. No.. I got a better use for you, seeing as your Ias son, you might actually carry that skill in your blood to perform animation justu just like your father.. Yes, you should be of good use, see you later.. tool, haha, HAHAHAHA!!! After an intense karate hand blow in Ais neck, the child passed out...
Little Ai finally woke up 3 hours later to find himself in what looked liked some sort of dark storage room. He forgot about his fathers and mother death for a moment and concentrated on his growling stomagh, then a dark figure showed up, of the emptiness and darkness of the side of the storage room, a sight similar to Ais fate..
Otku: So the little brat has woken up... How intresting..
Ai: IM HUNGRY, IM COLD, I WANT MY TEADY BEAR, I WANT MY MOMM...
The horrible scenario finally flashed back on Ais little mind, and he started crying endlessly..
Otku: SHUT IT YOU LITTLE COCKROACH!! Heh.. So youre hungry are you? You want your mommy and daddy, well the last time I remember.. I WAS TOO BUSY CUTTING THEIR THROAT!!! I still have the blood of your parents splattered all over my hands, smells like dead meat, wanna smell it, or would you rather taste IT!!!
Then otku used his right hand and forcibly put it into Ais mouth and made him suck it clean, with Ai crying endlessly..
Otku: You were hungry, weren’t you, you little brat..? Heh, no, I have something plan for you boy, that animation jutsu of your fathers and his amazing ability’s.. You know, your father could have been one the strongest shinobi in all existence, but something was holding him back.. He wasnt ruthless, he was too kind, and , boy HAHAHA, didnt he paid dearly for it, for not finishing me off.. You are now my tool, your name is no longer Ai, your name from now on is tool, or Otkus tool, or better yet, your name is number 22, experiment number 22!!
The hidden mist had a smell of dread in it, mainly because it was pretty known for its famous ruthless training, or better yet torture.. They specialized in training young shinobi to getting rid of their emotions completely through sick, harsh training, and Otku was a specialist at the job, for gathering talented young shinobi without a present, without a family, and making them ruthless emotionless rough shinobi that didnt hesitate to get the job done, perfect killing machines, as otku used to say.. And Otku had a plan for Ai, and he himslef would put him through hell and make him the perfect, killer weapon he was waiting for, Ai had a present, had a future, and all was taken from him for a rouge shinobis ambitions plans for revenge, and Otku had decided to give him a taste of what was stored for little Ai, or for number 22..
With his other hand, Otku made Ai suck the blood clean and then punched him endlessley in the face until he had no teeth left, grabed him by the neck and head butted him, beating him endlessley until his face looked like a deform specimen rather than that 5 year old boy who loved to draw and smile, that pampered little boy full of hopes and dreams being washed away by the dust and wind of that treacherous day, while otku was doing this, he was screaming Insanley, THIS IS PAIN, NOT THE PAIN FROM YOUR LITTLE STOMAGH GROWLING, THIS IS PAIN, AND YOU BETTER GET USED TO IT. After all the endlessley beating, Ai was slowly diying in the cold pavement, until Otku used his secret justu, a revival jutsu only known in the hidden mist at the time, while the heart still hasnt stoped, if cast by that justu the human body wont die and is stabilized again, but the pain doesnt go away, perfect jutsu to beat the specimens to a pulp, then when theyre diying, stabilizing them again to be given another shot at torturing them once more until they are about to die yet again.. Effective jutsu for torturing, but can only be used once a day, so Otku beat Ai endlessley a second time and left him on the ground before causing fatal damage, and left..
Little Ai finally woke up 3 hours later to find himself in what looked liked some sort of dark storage room. He forgot about his fathers and mother death for a moment and concentrated on his growling stomagh, then a dark figure showed up, of the emptiness and darkness of the side of the storage room, a sight similar to Ais fate..
Otku: So the little brat has woken up... How intresting..
Ai: IM HUNGRY, IM COLD, I WANT MY TEADY BEAR, I WANT MY MOMM...
The horrible scenario finally flashed back on Ais little mind, and he started crying endlessly..
Otku: SHUT IT YOU LITTLE COCKROACH!! Heh.. So youre hungry are you? You want your mommy and daddy, well the last time I remember.. I WAS TOO BUSY CUTTING THEIR THROAT!!! I still have the blood of your parents splattered all over my hands, smells like dead meat, wanna smell it, or would you rather taste IT!!!
Then otku used his right hand and forcibly put it into Ais mouth and made him suck it clean, with Ai crying endlessly..
Otku: You were hungry, weren’t you, you little brat..? Heh, no, I have something plan for you boy, that animation jutsu of your fathers and his amazing ability’s.. You know, your father could have been one the strongest shinobi in all existence, but something was holding him back.. He wasnt ruthless, he was too kind, and , boy HAHAHA, didnt he paid dearly for it, for not finishing me off.. You are now my tool, your name is no longer Ai, your name from now on is tool, or Otkus tool, or better yet, your name is number 22, experiment number 22!!
The hidden mist had a smell of dread in it, mainly because it was pretty known for its famous ruthless training, or better yet torture.. They specialized in training young shinobi to getting rid of their emotions completely through sick, harsh training, and Otku was a specialist at the job, for gathering talented young shinobi without a present, without a family, and making them ruthless emotionless rough shinobi that didnt hesitate to get the job done, perfect killing machines, as otku used to say.. And Otku had a plan for Ai, and he himslef would put him through hell and make him the perfect, killer weapon he was waiting for, Ai had a present, had a future, and all was taken from him for a rouge shinobis ambitions plans for revenge, and Otku had decided to give him a taste of what was stored for little Ai, or for number 22..
With his other hand, Otku made Ai suck the blood clean and then punched him endlessley in the face until he had no teeth left, grabed him by the neck and head butted him, beating him endlessley until his face looked like a deform specimen rather than that 5 year old boy who loved to draw and smile, that pampered little boy full of hopes and dreams being washed away by the dust and wind of that treacherous day, while otku was doing this, he was screaming Insanley, THIS IS PAIN, NOT THE PAIN FROM YOUR LITTLE STOMAGH GROWLING, THIS IS PAIN, AND YOU BETTER GET USED TO IT. After all the endlessley beating, Ai was slowly diying in the cold pavement, until Otku used his secret justu, a revival jutsu only known in the hidden mist at the time, while the heart still hasnt stoped, if cast by that justu the human body wont die and is stabilized again, but the pain doesnt go away, perfect jutsu to beat the specimens to a pulp, then when theyre diying, stabilizing them again to be given another shot at torturing them once more until they are about to die yet again.. Effective jutsu for torturing, but can only be used once a day, so Otku beat Ai endlessley a second time and left him on the ground before causing fatal damage, and left..