Orochimaru didn't even get the chance to finish his threat before a giant pair of fingers plucked him up from the ground. At speeds that would rival even the Flying Raijin Jutsu, he found himself dangling before the face of Tayuya of his sound ninja four.
The redhead grinned as she watched her downsized master struggle for freedom. She couldn't believe how weak and tiny he was now. He had to be at least an inch in height.
"Well it looks like the Anaconda has been reduced to a teeny little garden snake." Tayuya teased.
Orochimaru was not pleased. How dare this little brat taunt him! He was Orochimaru! The man who would inherit everything! He was immortal, a god. This runt had no idea who she was dealing with. "Listen to me you little brat! Return me to normal or suffer the consequences."
Tayuya chuckled. "Is that supposed to be a threat shithead? I don't think you understand your situation right now. You've been defanged. Your all talk and no venom. Completely at my mercy."
"I warned you." Orochimaru put his hand into a familiar seal. Once he activated this girl's curse mark she would rue the day she crossed him. He channeled his chakra and waited. After a few seconds he realized his subordinate wasn't coiled in pain. "What's going on here?! Why isn't the curse mark working?!"
"You clearly weren't listening earlier. You've been defanged, dumbass. Because of the black scroll your chakra network's been disrupted. You can't activate any curse marks." Tayuya explained. "Like I said before, you're completely at my mercy."
This wasn't good. Orochimaru was only now beginning to understand his predicament. He couldn't rely on his jutsu to get him out of this. As loath as he was to admit it, his little North Gate had outfoxed him. "Do you really think you'll get away with this? My followers will know something's wrong and they'll come for you."
"Oh that's the last thing you want. You see your loyal followers aren't as loyal as you think. You rule everyone through fear. What do you think would happen if they found out you've been weakened like this? They'll turn on you like the venomous snakes they all are."
Orochimaru's eyes widened. She was right. They would turn on him given the first opportunity. And if she threw him towards the prisoners being held in the pens... or worse, The Hidden Leaf Village. He shuddered. But wait, he did have one or two true loyal followers.
"Kabuto will come for me."
"We'll see." Tayuya ginned. "In the meantime I think it's about time we had a little one on one."
The sound ninja used her free hand to retrieve the scroll before walking over to her former master's throne. She pocketed the black scroll before taking a seat. Her boss's chair was surprisingly comfy,
"Now then, I've served you faithfully for a long time and yet I don't get the feeling you appreciate my dedication. I think it's high time you gave me my due and show me your appreciation, worm!" With narrowed eyes, Tayuya unceremoniously deposited the sannin to the ground.
Orochimaru couldn't believe this, at the mercy of a damn brat who's not even on his level. How revolting. At least he was freed from her grip. Cautiously the snake sannin rose to his feet. Now that all his senses seemed to be in order he could now make out just how much of a size difference there was between them. She was massive. Compared to her he was nothing more than a bug. And by the looks of her feet her pinky-toe could dominate him.
Unacceptable!
Suddenly there was a loud clap that caught his attention. "Now then, you're going to show me your appreciation by giving my feet a nice long massage. After all they do get very sore from running missions for you nonstop."
Tayuya kicked off her left sandal which landed dangerously close to the sannin. The impact alone sent him careening to the ground. It was as if he was back in the third great ninja war and someone had just dropped a bomb by him. He looked back up at the girl's bare foot and recoiled. What was that foul odor?! Was it coming from her foot?! It must be. Did this girl ever shower?! The smell was putrid. It was even coming from the sandal next to him. This was vile. She demanded he massage that!
NO WAY!
"And if I refuse?" he dared asked.
The look on her face turned predatory. "If you refuse... Well, that's a secret."
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.17 seconds at 3:42pm on Nov 27, 2024 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author