Betrayal and Introductions
Natsumi POV
I awoke to find everything I had unpacked the night before back in my pack and next to me. I looked to Itachi, raising a brow in question.
"You looked like you still needed to rest." He said simply. I rolled my eyes and got up, retrieving my pack from the ground.
"Let's go." I mumbled, slipping my mask back over my face. I leaped into the trees, jumping at a speed that the yellow flash probably couldn't keep up with. We arrived in sound after ten minutes, but instead of seeing the village of the land, all I saw was rubble, as if there had been a fight here. I gaped. There was no possible way for this to have happened unless...Akatsuki...Itachi is here for something. I turned, seeing Itachi looking among the rubble,
"What's your mission, Itachi?" I asked, he tensed, and I noticed a scroll was now clutched in his hands.
"Natsumi...please...forgive me for what I'm about to do..." he murmured, just barely audible, he opened the scroll and took a small vial of blood from his cloak, my blood. My eyes widened, Itachi poured the blood onto the open scroll, then began performing hand seals. As he began the first few, I could hear a light buzz in my ears, my vision beginning to blur and distort everything together, I don't know if he finished the sequence, as eventually the buzzing and distortion of my vision rendered my sight unhelpful, as well as my hearing. Black steadily crept into the edges of my sight, closing in until I saw nothing but the strange blackness around me, my knees buckled, causing me to collapse and finally succumb to unconsciousness.
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Third person pov
Finni trimmed at the garden's bushes, trying to be as careful as possible. Crack! The blonde looked up towards the sound, then shouted in alarm, as there dangling off a branch of one of the trees he had just trimmed, was a girl.
"Honestly Finni, what did you do this time?" Sebastian muttered, sighing in exasperation.
"I didn't do anything mister Sebastian! But-but there's a girl hanging from a tree over there!" He shouted, pointing at the strange girl's dangling form. Sebastian blinked, his eyes widening with surprise.
"My my...it appears there is. Let's get her inside. It's bound to rain soon." He said. Finnian picked her up from the branch, holding her carefully as he followed the black-clad butler inside the manor and down the hallway to one of the guest rooms.
"M-mister Sebastian...she's bleeding..." he whispered, his eyes wide.
"It would appear so, hand her to me Finnian." The ravenette male ordered, the gardener did so, not wanting to anger the butler any,"Oh dear...it's her stomach...I'm surprised she hasn't bled out." He muttered, frowning as he began to bandage the wounds.
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Natsumi POV
I awoke to someone wrapping bandaging around my waist, I groaned, then on reflex swatted outward with a fist pushing chakra to the appendage. I heard an "oof" then a thud as whatever-whoever was handling me hit the floor. My eyes snapped open, the 'X' in my pupil spinning wildly as I curled forward, my legs moving under me as I went into a cat like offensive stance,"Who the hell are you!?" I snapped, my voice snarling as I looked at the fallen male on the ground with hostility.
"My name is Sebastian Michaelis m'lady. May I ask who you are and why you arrived at my master's manor so abruptly?" He replied calmly, sitting up as he cracked his jaw back in place.
Who are these people?...Just where am I?
Sebastian POV
I looked at the girl in amusement, a feisty one...her soul isn't all too bad either. The amount of suffering festering within is quite deep, and I sense an unrivaled hatred within her...yet her soul is hardly tainted an inch, although it is far from innocent. I mused quietly as the girl spoke up once more, her voice was that of a woman, although for someone of my age and stature she was nought but a child in a woman's body.
Natsumi POV
I scowled, and opened my mouth,"I think you should be telling me where your master's manor is exactly?" I asked in monotone. The black clad male smirked.
"My Young Master's manor resides in London, England m'lady." He answered. I peered at him closely, my eyes pulsing into a strong vibrant gold as I analyzed the man's chakra signature. I frowned, his chakra...there is no way that this man is human even in the slightest...his chakra carries too much age and wisdom to even be considered as such... My eyes faded back to the blood red iris I used to conceal my true eye color. A trust mechanism of sorts within the confines of my clan...before they were killed. I kept my face carefully blank, having long since mastered the art as it was of doing such a thing.