Slick
Chapter Seven: Slick
I was six when it happened. At the time I had no idea who kidnapped me or why. As it turns out, there was a method to their madness. I was a known "genius" in the area, even at my age. There was a level of understanding I had, that no one else did. One of them was Angels.
To other people, angels were a fantasy. Not to me. In fact, I had spoken several times to people about seeing the creatures. I knew what they looked like. I played with them. There was an angel I played with the most. His name was Obito. At least, that's what he told me it was.
I never really saw Obito as much as I knew that he was there. I could feel his presence and it was calming. I would talk to my father about him frequently.
My father didn't really believe in Obito so one day when I cried that I couldn't feel Obito there anymore, he didn't think much of it. That was the day I was kidnapped.
When they kidnapped me I was brought to an underground lab. I could tell based on the smells.
I was brought to a room to share with another child. He was about my age, it looked like. He had black hair and crazy red eyes. He was really shy but then again, I was too. It was nice having him there, though, even though we didn't talk, him being there was calming. He looked at me a lot, it was almost like a look of regret. I didn't know why.
It wasn't long after that when the experiments began to happen.
Years later, I found out what they were doing. At the time I thought they were just causing me pain. My friend there was a Nephilim. They were trying to see if by removing one of his eyes and giving it to me, if I would be able to gain angelic powers. The entire thing sounded crazy, but what was I to do? I was six. I was small, and completely weak, especially against several grown men.
The entire process was excruciating. The reason they used a test subject instead of just putting the eye in someone who wanted it, was because they didn't know how the grace would handle it. It was a shock, for sure.
I never felt grace before. Once they put the eye in, I felt it burning through my veins. I screamed for hours, until my voice went raw, and I continued to scream then too. My body ached. It was too much grace for me to handle.
The Nephilim boy next to me was left alone. He almost looked dead. He was strapped to a metal surface vertically and his head was hung. I saw blood drip down onto the ground. Being so young, I couldn't find it in my heart to feel bad at the time with the amount of pain I was in.
Eventually, the grace evened out. Eventually it didn't hurt. Now there were other problems.
Using the angel's red eye, I was able to see things I didn't want to see. I couldn't shut it off and it was a constant headache to only see things with one eye. I would tell my captors the eye didn't do anything. They weren't happy about that.
I constantly kept the eye shut and when my captors asked me why I did that I told them it hurt to keep it open, my head was throbbing. They would make me open my eye anyway but I'd close it when they weren't looking.
My normal eye was put into the Nephilim. I felt terribly for him. He must be in pain too. And it sucks to lose an eye, even if you are given another one. At least my eyes were sort of special. I could see things too. With my red eye, I was able to see more. I saw auras, I saw health, I saw lights. I wasn't sure what the lights were for and I never got a chance to ask my Nephilim friend. They brought him out of the room one day and I never saw him again. That made my heart hurt.
For years after the incident I was trained to become a weapon. They were excruciating days and I wasn't allowed to rest. I thought I would die there. They thought they were conditioning my mind to be a killer, they weren't. They gave me an angelic eye; that kept me sane. It filtered out the hate they spewed. I was level headed and they couldn't force me to kill anyone. They didn't know that, though.
After I convincingly was able to play off that I was a ruthless killer at the age of 8, a child was brought into my room. He was my age. It was amazing to see a child my age finally! I didn't act like I was excited, I just remained calm. His aura was beautiful and pure. It was so nice to see after being around such disgusting auras all day every day. If I stared at him too long, I didn't mean to.
Eventually we started to talk. I didn't talk as much as he did. He was scared. I knew he was. He was kidnapped just as I was. Apparently his father tried to save him but... He died. My heart clenched at that. The child's aura was such a dark sad color now. I wondered in the back of my mind if my dad was okay.
"What's your name?" I asked and his black eyes looked up at me.
"M-Maito Guy." He stammered and looked at his feet awkwardly.
"I'm Kakashi." I introduced and he smiled awkwardly at me.
I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. They kept Guy with me for a while. Months probably. He became my best friend. When I wasn't being forced to train, I was brought back to our shared room. I never asked what he did when I was gone that made him look so ragged, he never asked me either. When we were together, that was our own time. We would talk for hours and create stories.
I noticed one day his aura was changing. It was getting sadder and more broken. I knew that day that something was wrong.
I was told to kill Guy. They said they ran out of use for him and I needed to be the one to kill him to prove to my captors that I had what it took to become a ruthless killer.
They told me I had to kill Guy while Guy was right there. They handed me a knife and I stared down at it. Guy hung his head which angered me. When Guy first arrived, he would always say he'd find a way out and he wouldn't let them win. And now he gave his life just like that. I didn't want to believe it, but his aura was broken. I wish I knew why.
Holding the knife in my hand and staring at Guy changed something in me. I couldn't explain it. For once, I pushed my hair out of the way from my eye and I looked over at my captors with my eye flashing a dangerous color. They seemed surprised. Suddenly, they were screaming but I couldn't see what they were screaming at. I didn't care. I grabbed Guy's hand and we ran.
There was something in my head telling me which directions to take and where to hide. I wasn't sure what it was, but I was thankful all the same.
It took 20 minutes to get out of the building but we weren't free yet.
We ran for a while. It was nighttime and it was cold but we ran. We made sure to hide behind the trees while we ran on the side of the road. We didn't want to be caught by anyone.
Eventually, we were saved. We collapsed from exhaustion. They hadn't really fed us there. There was nothing around for miles but suddenly there was a yellow blur in front of us. A man stood in its wake, dressed in yellow and black.
"I was told you would be here." His voice was soothing and when I checked his aura it was the purest I'd ever seen. It was warm and welcoming. I let him pick me up without a problem. Guy eventually relented when he saw that I was fine and we were off.
By the time we stopped, mine and Guy's clothes burned off and my skin was bright red and itchy from wind rash. The man apologized profusely and allowed his to wash ourselves and he fed us. All while in a costume that hid his face from us.
"What's your name?" Guy asked.
"The citizens of Konoha call me the Yellow Flash." He said with a bow of his head and sat down. I liked his mask. I wish I could be that secretive. "Don't worry, I intend to keep you two safe from harm. I have a secret placement for you to go and to stay away from those men."
"Thank you, sir." Guy said quietly. I wished Guy's aura was back to normal. I didn't like him this way.
"So where are we going?" Kakashi asked.
"There are three Sages that help people hone their powers. I went there when I was your age."
"P-powers?" Guy stammered. "We don't have those..."
"You don't have to lie to me, I'm on your side." The man said with a smile in his voice. "There's the Toad Sage, Hiki. The Snail Sage, Kata. And the Snake Sage, Hebi. Those are their Sensei names, I'm sure you'll uncover their true names once you've gained their trust. Hiki will be here to pick you two up soon. He's always late though."
"Not true!" The Yellow Flash looked up and chuckled. "Hey, Hiki-sensei."
"Nice to see you, Yellow Flash." He inclined his head with a smile.
***
Kakashi thrummed his fingers on his desk staring at Jiraiya who wouldn't shut up.
"So what you're saying is the boy is untrainable?" Kakashi said with a resigned sigh.
"No. I'm just saying that Tsunade is probably better suited for him." Kakashi pondered a thought.
"I'm going to send my old pal, Guy with his new creation, Lee."
"Creation?" Jiraiya asked and Kakashi slid over Lee's file. Jiraiya picked up the folder and scanned it, his eyes going wide. "He can't die?"
"He's also charged by CHAKRA. Maybe there's a connection between the two." Jiraiya nodded and put the file back down.
"Alright, Kakashi. I'll help them with Sandman's training. It may be easier training him with a partner." Kakashi nodded his head. "You should know."
"Yes. It was... interesting to train with Guy under your wing. Anyway, how quickly can you do this? Like I said, I really need allied forces soon. Plus now I have an Inuzuka running around half naked after the orb on his home planet was stolen so he's not going anywhere until we can get it back."
"Well... That's a problem. I don't think Sandman will be ready quickly. He's a tough nut to crack." Kakashi frowned under his mask.
"Should I send Tsunade like you said before?"
"Nah, it'll be good to see Guy again. You make those calls, I better head out. Good thing Lee and Sandman are in the same city!" Jiraiya laughed and left the room.
Kakashi sighed. No, it wasn't good that they were in the same city. That meant there was more CHAKRA than he thought. This was going to be a bother.