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- Created By Six Paths of Pein
Dead.
It was a quiet afternoon, too quiet if you asked Konan. There wasn't any screams from the torture chamber nor were there any gleeful laughter from the recruits. She didn't let the eery silence disturb her as she descended down the stairs into the common room where a certain cursed bastard was lounging on a rather new looking couch with blood covering him like a second skin.
"Hey Konan bitch, lovely day isn't it?" The foul mouthed Jashinist sneered.
No bothering to give him a response, Konan walked past him trying not to step in his blood that was also caked in the floor.
"Would it kill you to sacrifice in your own room?" She muttered under her breath while shaking her head.
He laughed, "Well it would, just not for very long. I'd hate to leave you guys alone without my wonderous cooking that I'm still in charge of providing, but we're missing half of our clean-up staff." No longer laughing, he let out a groan and smoothed his hair back out of his face.
Attention snared, she turned to him, "What do you mean half the clean-up staff is missing? Did Kakuzu go off on a bounty without you? Wouldn't surprise me if he did the way you two argue." She shrugged her shoulders in a casual manner and continued for the kitchen.
"No, Alex is dead."
Konan stopped a second later, "You're joking right? I thought she was immortal?"
As if he didn't care, he shrugged his shoulders and sat up, "All immortals can be done away with under the right circumstances. Unfortunately for her, Sasori found her weakness and used it against her and Kakuzu."
"Sasori did this?"
He shook his head, "Well... sort of. The fuckin' puppet provoked her into two options, either let him turn her into a puppet or become his new favourite toy to torture... she chose neither. She took her own life."
Eyes wide, Konan stumbled back, "What. The. Fuck."
Decision Time
Drip... drip... drip... Water dripped from the opening above myself at a constant rate that was driving me clinically insane. My left arm... or my left stub... was starting to throb again... I never knew physical pain but it wasn't...A bomb in a sack.
While I had some free time I decided it was time to play a few jokes. I was suppose to give everyone their luandry back. So I decided to play a joke on my favorite removable head Akatsuki member. He always has his clothes in a bag, so with his clothes I placed a couple of Deidara clay arts. I returned Hidan's clothes bag to him, then asked Deidara to show me how he sets off his clay bombs. When Deidara did his "Un" there came a larger boom from Hidan's room. Deidara looked at me and realized what I just had him do. I started busting out laughing until a certain leader appeared behind me. Needless to say after several hours of punishment later, it was worth it.
