the birth of a monster. [private - flashback]

[Gentlemanne]

''Ja, vhat a vonderful night zhat vas."

I murmured as I wandered through the rocky expanse of Tsuchi, my hand rubbing the underside of my chin as I remembered every intricate detail of my birthing, though I'm sure many people would disagree with my interpretation. Irregardless of the true definition of the word, or the technical date, my birth was when I turned eight; the day I figured out who I was.

FLASHBACK

It was cold, definitely too cold for what I was wearing at the time. Amongst the trees and fields of Kusagakure, I stood as merely a boy with bright eyes and an even brighter future. Sure, I was adopted, but better things have come out of worse places, right? I'm sure many people didn't think much of me, afterall, I was just a reedy little blonde boy with big, red cheeks and a pair of torn shorts. I had next to nothing besides my adoptive family and my natural ability, though at the time I wasn't too fond of sharing it.

''Gee, it shuuuuure is a vunderbar night~"

I remember myself gleefully singing, that horrible optimism I clung onto constantly urging me to sing. I mean, sure, it was a nice enough night, there were plenty of stars out and the air wasn't too cold, but did I always have to be so.. nice? The answer was no, I didn't, but I tried to anyway, I tried to fight that hereditary trait that plagued my bloodline since its inception: blood lust. As far as I could remember, it only took a simple push to get me to embrace it.

''Ergh.. he--.. help me, please."

Ah, that beautiful sound of agony, I remember it oh so clearly. The sound emanated from a nearby bush on my typical path back home, but I recall being scared to death by it, my younger self wasn't quite used to hearing bushes talk, but that itch in my brain was too strong for me to handle, fortunately. As my cheery little self approached the bush, I began to realize that it wasn't a mystical plant, or a particularly talkative beetle: it was a wounded man, a soldier no less.

''Mishtah, vhat is wronk?"

I muttered to the burly man who was doubled over in pain. He was a stout man, with a bushy beard and hideous eyebrows, so much so that I thought horrible caterpillars had attacked him. But there was something weird about him, something my younger self couldn't quite grasp; why was his stomach bleeding? As I approached the man, he gurgled unintelligible words to me and began pointing towards his katana and knapsack, the former crusted with dirt and blood.

''Kiddo.. I don't.. I can't talk much, but yo--.. you have to.. grab my medical supplies from over there.."

Even now I can still remember that wonderful light popping up in my mind, this weakness that he showed me was definitely foreign to me, as was the feeling it gave me. My tiny little body began shivering, not from the cold, but from the sensation of power I felt. He was there, depending on me, while I held all the power.. it was natural for a boy to get excited at that.

''Ja, I'll grab zhem, mishtah~!"

I screamed enthusiastically, as if I just got offered a handful of candy. Rolling over to the bag, I hurriedly ripped it open and began rifling through the tools, he had quite the assortment. Bandages, syringes, this weird white stuff in a jar, it was amazing to me. But as I dug in deeper, I found myself pricking my finger on a small, sharp edge, which quickly made me recoil in fear. Looking at my pathetically sized wound, I gulped and stuffed my hand back inside, before finding the perpetrator: a scalpel!

''Boy.. grab the.. grab the bandages, nee--.. dle and string.. okay?"

''Ja!"

And so I did as I was told, unaware of my fate. Ripping the aforementioned materials out of the bag, my worried little self shifting towards the man on my knees, my hands holding the utensils proudly. With a simple movement of his arm, I remember being brought close to screaming, the large wound that stretched across his stomach revealing his weakened areas to me. As I began to lean in closer and try my luck at touching them, he spat out an unheard order and shook his head, warning me of what would happen.

''What.. are you.. doing? G-Give me the stitching, please.. y-you don't know what to do."

''No, I do. Don't vorry."

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[Gentlemanne]

I didn't know what came over me.

Well, I do now, but I wasn't sure at the time. There was a flash and then a horrible, guttural swelling, the beating of my heart increased, too. But all I was focused on was that wound, that delicious wound that never ceased to make my mouth water. At the time, though, I'm sure the only liquid coming up was vomit.

''Oh.. j-ja.. sorry, I hafen't treated somebody in a long time."

I still can't remember how I managed to make that save, but it worked out in the end, didn't it? Reaching out towards the wound, I took the pre-woven needle and pressed it into his flesh, the sharp breath he took making me recoil back, though the needle remained stuck in his flesh. Before I could think clearly, I moved forward and gave into the urge to force it through, the sight of my needle piercing the other end bringing my an odd sense of joy at the time.

''Good.. o-okay, now stitch it up, alright? You'll be a hero for this."

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Struck with a pang of heroism, I nodded quickly and repeated the same sequence on the other side of his wound, a single, surgically precise string pulling the two together. Even for a boy, it was quite a simple task. Before I could reach the needle up to go through the motion again, I recall striking his exposed stomach with my knuckle, a clumsy fumble on my part, but something that was fated to happen. As he recoiled back, I remember heating up and tilting my head, the flushness of my adorable cheeks contrasting the sick feeling I felt bubbling my gut, it was glorious.

''Mngh.. be.. c-c.. careful, alright? Keep going, you.. were doing great."

Nodding, I quickly smacked his exposed wound again to test his tolerance and then began stuffing the needle through his skin, which I linked in the same fashion as before. Breathing a sigh of relief, I'm sure the man felt some degree of safety in what I assumed to be his home country, but such feelings were something you left for later, especially when in the company of a prodigy.

This was it.

As my little body felt the swelling of heat in my gut, I remember reaching forward and poking one of his fleshier areas, the twitch and awkward gurgling it made once it moved back bringing a sick grin to my lips, something that instantly adjusted my subjects expression. Shaking his hands, he tried in vain to reach over and grasp his katana, his shaky hand hopelessly clawing at the dirt as I neared his face, the dark red colour of my eyes catching his attention quickly.

''Do not vorry.. zhis vill only hurt for a second."[/blockquote][/size]

[Gentlemanne]

''I'm sorry for zhis.. I'll promise to be GENTLE, AHAHAHAHA."

Squeezing the first thing I could grab, I watched the man reflexively reach for my shoulder to push me away, the scared look in his eyes exciting my younger self greatly as I began yanking at what I assumed to be his small intestine. With a few tugs, his actions got more hurried, his fingers desperately clawing at my bare skin before I halted them, my small hand batting him away.

''Zhere is a reason.. zhat ve met today, do you vant do know vhat zhat reason vas?"

Before the soldier man could articulate a response, I stuffed my hand in and then quickly tore a chunk of his flesh out, the small tube of flesh that became disjointed like a hose from the rest of his body had already starting its stream of hazardous fluids onto his leg, which I made sure to steer clear of. As the guttural screams of the man filled the air, I shook my head, the feeling of his torment beginning to familiarize itself with me already.

''Oh hush, don't be a baby.. or do, here, hafe a dummy~"

Tearing more of the tube out, I watched his eyes roll back in sheer pain as I brought the tube up to his mouth, the length of it astounding me before I stuffed it into his mouth, the fluids from his intestine pumping itself into him like a recyclable source of water, the silent sizzle of his flesh alerting me to its effects: it was an acid!

''Ve are here.. to suit my needs, ja? You are my first, you should be proud."

But alas, before I could finish my monologue, he had already began choking and wheezing, the faintest glimmer of life in his eyes fading away. It was such a waste, too, since in my youthful haste I didn't even take the time out to enjoy it, I only got a few fleeting moments of enjoyment before my toy had broke. How shameful.

''Nooo, my toy broke. Jeez, I hate zhese pansy soldiers, ve need to fortify zhe roads, ahahahahahah!"

Leaving my little baby's pacifier in his mouth, I moved back and began observing my handiwork, the blood that remained spilled on the ground soon being met by the acidic flow from his intestines, though it didn't worry me that much, it was in my blood. As I pondered the repercussions, or rather, the lack of them, I distinctly recall feeling a brief feeling of panic, we were quite close to the road, weren't we?

''Come along, big boy. I vant some along time."

Cracking my girlish knuckles, I grasped the man by his legs and began pulling him away, the katana and knapsack on the ground falling victim to a swift kick, which propelled the two out of sight. I was going to have some fun with this!

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[Gentlemanne]

''.. Ergh.. come on, fuck. Vhy are you so heavy?"

I groaned to myself as I dragged the man through mud, grass and other various ailments, his partially melted throat and loss of life barely an excuse for not answering me. ''Vhatever, don't answer, zhen." I shrugged my shoulders before finding a lovely little haven. It was but a small clearing, with rocks and grass to roll around in, a corpse wasn't exempt from a bit of fun!

Tucking my hands beneath the mans side, I rolled him over and began patting him on the back to make sure he wasn't leaking, I didn't want his stench to ruin my plans, afterall. Once I had placed the man down on his stomach, I quickly ran and hid behind a nearby rock, my tattered shorts barely able to stay up as I crouched away in my own little hiding place, waiting for the magic to begin.

''Mmn.. zhere it is.."

I made sure not to mutter too loudly, the appearance of a skinny, obviously starving wolf bringing a gleeful smile to my face. It was scared, much like I was, its nose hanging low to the ground as it inspected the scent of the man. But it'd find that he was no threat, and quickly begin nudging him with the tip of his muzzle: it must have been hungry like me.

All my life I had been envious of animals, they got to eat when they wanted, pee when they wanted and run when they wanted, I never got to do any of those things, my foster parents were such assholes. But I'm sure they had the best intentions in mind, their upward limit of potential nowhere near mine, of course. As the wolf began tearing through skin of his bare arm, I watched with unparalleled intrigue, my eyes welling with tears of envy as he dug in, his teeth stripping strip after strip of delicious flesh from him, before slurping it down like it was his last meal.

''U-Uuhn.."

My whine of frustration quickly caught the attention of the mutt, its eyes turning towards my rock and its fur shifting into a distinct hackle. As it steadily approached me, I made my presence known, the bond I shared with many animals allowing me to make a slow, easy approach towards him, my hands out infront of me as a form of mock warning.

''Pl--.. Please don't.. attack.. okay? I just vant to eat, too."

As if the wolf understood me, it backed away and kept its eyes locked on me fiercely, though I no longer felt fear. No, what I felt for the first time was acceptance, a bonding of kinship that I only dreamed of. Before he could change his mind, I moved to the other arm and began biting down on it, my barely developed canines struggling with the flesh for a few moments before I ripped a single strip off, the cold, bitter taste of it disgusting me at first, before I gulped it down and felt it tickle my throat. It was immaculate.

''Nyuurgh.. vunderbar."

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[Gentlemanne]

''Hm? V-Vhat?"

I was as confused then as I am now, the reasoning behind what transpired still alluding me, though I often put it off as being destiny. Hah, who was I kidding? Regardless of the reason, the wolf began to approach me, the first taste of flesh seemingly convincing it of my authenticity. As I went in for another bite, it hurried over and squirmed beside me, its teeth opening in a slow, deliberate manner before biting down into his forearm. Once he had sunk his teeth in, he turned his head and ripped away a large chunk, which he happily gulped down.

''A-Aah.. I get it, ja."

Sticking my unkempt nails into the grass for leverage, I leaned in and sunk my much smaller teeth into my meals bicep, a feeling of euphoria taking me over as his blood filled my mouth. With the taste of sweet, delicious iron filling my head, I turned swiftly and ripped a large portion of his flesh away, the slippery, cold meat sliding down my throat with the same enthusiasm as before, the taste of it and the suddenness of my ingestion even bringing about a quiet burp from my childish throat.

Before too long, my partner and I had gotten into the full swing of things, our blooded maws ripping into and swallow select portions of my victim, my wolf companion even going as far as to bite into his ass, which gave me quite a chuckle. Before dawn stretched over the horizon, all that remained of the man was select bits of dirtied or melted flesh and our bodies lounging ontop of it, cuddled together in a strictly practical embrace.

''Eeeehh, close zhe curtains, mozher."

I grumbled as I pushed my makeshift blanket to the side, my forearm blocking the sun. ''And vhy is it so hot in here?" Unaware of my surroundings, I sat up and rubbed the last few specs of sleep from my eyes, before realizing where I was. Shrugging my shoulders, I passed it off as another outdoors camping trip, my brother likely the warmth beside me. ''Hey, Triton. Vhy vere you on me? I didn't say ve could cu--.."

''VHAT?"

I was shocked and utterly disgusted by what I saw, why was I lounging on a corpse of all things? No, more so, why was I lounging with a wolf of all things? Where was my brother, my family or my blanket? I couldn't grasp it, but the shaking and shuddering of my little arms gave it away, the blood that dried on my skin and lips were even more of a sign. Did I.. kill this man?

''Vake up, vake up! You're hurt, please.. pl-please get up.. I didn't do anything, I couldn't stop him!"

Shaking the man back and forth using what little of his clothes remained, I began sobbing and wiping my tears against his back. It was pathetic, really. Looking back on what had happened, I was such a weak little boy, so concerned with helping people and making sure they were alright, but no longer. As my little hands moved away from the corpse and up to my face, I took one breath and murmured but a few words.

''I'm.. I'm not human."

FLASHBACK END

''AHAHAHAHAHAHA, and zhen I said ''Oh no, vhy am I hurting so much? Vhy is my stomach so full~"?"

Snapping out of my nostalgic haze, I wiped the tears from my eyes and stood from the tree I had rested myself again. It was a beautiful story, for sure, the tale of an upstart young man realizing his full potential, but that story wasn't over, no. It was simply the prologue.

''Look out vorld, I'm a happy, Kusagakure citizen vith stars in my eyes and a hunger for thighs, JAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!"

Merrily screaming my words, I skipped away from my temporary lodging and back down the road, the stiffness of my body attested to my lack of feeding, which was only made more obvious by the loud, gurgling grumbles of my stomach.

''Oh? You are hungry? Ja, I vill get you somezhing to eat, lets go~"

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