"//By the way .... âȘ!//" Apocalypse AU for Kunoichishione
Slam down. Hit the floor. Stay low. Stay Hidden. Kankuro knew he'd been out too long but he didn't realize he'd trop his torch into a river and now camp was over a mile away and he wasn't protected from them. Creepers were everywhere, one for every fallen soul, the darkness wasn't safe anymore, not from them, for they were the night, and only the light kept them at bay.
It'd been three years since the eternal night had set in, anywhere that wasn't lit up like a Christmas tree was ravaged, thousands were massacred in a few hours, towns were destroyed and civilizations were lost. The great hidden villages were okay, for a while, it was the hidden sand that went first, they'd become insular and soon ran out of energy to keep the lights on and without a forest around they couldn't send anyone out to get help. It was sheer dumb luck that meant Kankuro was in the leaf at the time, and that's where he'd stayed, helping in any way he could.Â
That's what he was doing out there, he'd gone to look for wood, without any light around the trees were dying off in droves so that wasn't difficult, it was finding logs big enough that was the challenge but when he went down to the lake for a drink he was tempting fate and now he was crawling for his life, hoping the dark clothes gave him some camouflage. He could see them, shifting through the darkness, even in the pitch black of the forest the cast a shadow, there were at least three within a few feet of him now. He crept, silently as he could, while they couldn't really see him they would still hear him if he- Crack!Â
They'd pinpointed him in a moment and he'd taken off as fast as he could, cursing between breaths, this was it and he knew it. He'd always wondered if Temari and Gaara had gone down the same way, guess he could ask them now. But wait, off in the distance he saw it. Light. In a cave. Faint but unmistakable. He made a beeline for the cave, hearing the creepers close on his trail one managed to claw his shoulder, the wound was deep but adrenaline kept the pain at bay. But then there was another, and another, they were tearing him apart and he knew it.
The last few feet were torture but he made it, some safety at last. He fell to the ground, the injuries he'd sustained were finally taking effect, he was bleeding out, fast. He had just enough energy to look up and through blurred vision he could make out that uniquely ginger hair he used to know so well.
"Sh-Shione...?" he managed to force out before fainting.
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In this alternate universe the ninja world was plunged into eternal night, a night filled with vicious creatures called "Creepers" while the world hasn't actually ended, it's like it has for all those who are left. During a scouting mission for the leaf (Kankuro's surrogate home) he loses his only light source, is viciously attacked and has to take refuge in a cave wherein he finds an old friend. She nurses him back to health and the story continues from there... I'll leave it to your imagination :PÂ
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