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Sixteen Point Shuriken Star - Hello Again Pt. 2
Kakashi panted, each breath bringing pain. He didn’t know how long they have been fighting, but it seemed like hours. Erianne was breathing heavily as well, but controlled her breathing a little more than Kakashi. The shuriken she had taken out earlier was stuck in a tree, some of the points glistening with blood. Kakashi’s left shoulder had a large wound that was not fatally deep, but deep nonetheless.
Small drops or pools of blood covered almost the entire area. Most of this blood came from Kakashi, who was very pale. Erianne thought she had defeated him several times, but, unfortunately for her, he kept getting up and fighting back. Now, Erianne was sure she was the victor.
“Are we done here?” Erianne asked, trying to breathe more easily by forcing her breathing. The two faced each other in the center of the field, which was covered by at least two dozen shuriken. Only 100 feet away from one another.
“Only if you give up,” Kakashi replied. His headband was up on his forehead now, revealing a red eye with three black dots placed in a circle around a black pupil — the sharingan. A faint scar ran from above his eyebrow to his cheek. The sharingan could watch techniques and record them to the brain — so that the person that has the sharingan can copy their opponent’s move. Unfortunately, most of Erianne’s techniques were taijutsu — fighting with no weapons — or with a couple of kunai knives or small shuriken stars. Kakashi, noticing this, decided to use his sharingan to predict her moves and defeat her. He had not been so lucky.
Erianne laughed lightly, barely being able to breathe. “You know I can’t do that.”
“Oh yes…” Kakashi started to breathe more easily, his breath coming in a slow, even pattern. “You’re afraid.” Erianne frowned and then glowered at him, her eye flashing again.
“Afraid?” She repeated, anger in her voice. Her breathing was normal. “Afraid of what?”
“Death.” Kakashi replied calmly, his breathing, too, becoming normal. Erianne stared at him for a few moments and then started to laugh. Several minutes passed until she was able to take a deep breath in and shake off the remaining laughter.
“Death…” She wiped the tears from her eyes, lifting up the cloth slightly to wipe the water from her right eye. “Why would I be afraid of death? It offers peace… and eternal sleep… no one to disturb your rest any longer.”
“Then why do you still live?” Kakashi asked. “Why do you keep fighting for your life? Die, right here and now!” Time stood still. Neither of them could hear the leaves of the trees rustling. He stared at Erianne, unsure of what her answer might be. Her eyes examined him as well and seemed just as unsure. She opened her mouth and spoke slowly, quietly.
“I… live for Lord Orochimaru. I swore to be there for him until the day he no longer needs me – the day when I become useless to him. Until then… until then, I’ll keep living! No one, not even your Great Hokage, will be able to kill me before then!” Erianne’s infuriated expression calmed down. “Our beliefs are different, Kakashi. I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you… but it was what I had to do.” In a second, she whipped out several shuriken and threw them at him.
Kakashi rolled far to the side to dodge the small weapons and into a crouching position. He looked up, and relaxed slightly. Erianne was gone.
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