Mettaton: A Narrative Fiction

Before I knew it, his chest was against my left shoulder. This time hurt more than the last. It stung, it burned, it made my chest ache and ache, but it was not nearly as painful as the ache I felt knowing I was a puddle. My breath was knocked from my lungs in a haze of onyx, swirling smoke, engulfing my vision before dissipating and leaving me to deal with the aftermath of his attack. I was forced backwards again (again, again, time after time, my life was running in circles, I was a broken, repeating record, again, again, AGAIN). I felt his teeth on my neck again, multiple bites, some stinging and some bruising. But after having felt his teeth before, they did not hurt as much as the second time. I figured this attack would be a rehash of the one that preceded it, but Volterra proved to pull a bit of creativity out on me. The earth beneath my left hind hoof moved up and sent the rest of my body falling to the right, the force of his chest aiding my

“I'm getting help from Alfonso, he wants to help me with chemistry” I said, smiling, trying to keep my cool.

"If the media finds out you're pregnant and you two broke up they're going to slam Naruto." Sakura dryly chuckles everything always was about him in her life nowadays. They couldn't even have a regular conversation without his name popping up in the conversation.

My adrenaline started to accelerate; the blood in my body flowed quickly through my veins making them become thicker and prominent. I looked all around me for the slightest movement. Time and space seemed frozen in motion, no one in sight. I softly moved my feet one in front of the other. Then I stopped, motionless. I heard the sound of footsteps and I quickly turned around to find someone plunging upon me. It was an Inquisitor. He swung his sword at me. I dodged it and quickly grabbed his arm. Then it happened so fast, my heart started pounding, and I took his arm and broke it as if it was a frail twig snapping. The sound of the bone breaking was completely obstructed by his scream of pain. He stumbled to the ground. I slowly picked up his sword. I started swinging it, and finally I brought it down, killing him. I ripped it away from his bloody body. Attentively I looked at myself in the clear white reflection of the sharp sword. The blood streamed down it until it reached my sanguinary hands. I fell down to my knees, my ankle was definitely broken. Then gruesome war cries obstructed my hearing. I looked behind me and saw a horde of men running towards me. I tried getting up there was no way I could even walk. I knew they would chase me until justice has been served. I thought, “Should I live to be tortured atrociously, or should I put an end to this torture?” This question went through my mind many times. After only a couple of minutes, I

You left me a pile of broken glass. And those shards will be your downfall. Every jagged edge of me will tear your skin open. The blood will drip out of you as I stand and watch with satisfaction. And every so often I will come over and apply the useless band aid you used to think could fix the damage you have done to me. I will caress your face with my broken hands. Each finger a dagger dipped with poison that reaches into your skin and brings you pain that will never be enough to show you what you've done. And even as you slowly rot into a poisoned corpse I will still be there. Standing over you, filling your mind with images of terror that will allow you no peace. And though destroying you is taking the last bits of energy you left me with,

"Jus' stand guard while I do the dirty then we lay low for a month." Smalls explaiend relaxing back on the chair.

Letting out a heavy sight Belle-Mere replies " You're the levelheaded one, Nojiko. I wasn't very adult-like just now, was I? Can you fetch Nami back? I'll get Naruto myself. We'll wait for you two while making some delicious food."

"You know what the funny thing is? I bet we could've been really good friends." Naruto sighed then made up his mind, he charged at Haku with all his might.

“I too want to be free,” stated Naruto who looked up from his opened hands and towards the cage in the corner. He did not know the seriousness of the danger that lay in that cage, but he instinctly knew that there was no danger for him as long as he conveyed what he wanted to say next correctly.

"Oh dear!" Mettaton gasped over-dramatically, staring directly into the camera. "Would you look at the time! Unfortunately everyone, it is once again time for my show to end for the day. Time sure flies..." Mettaton made many hand gestures as he continued to speak to his audience. "But don't worry darlings! I will return tomorrow with more exciting segments! And they will all be featuring..." He paused for a moment, to make it the mood suspenseful and dramatic. "Yes! You guessed it right! They will all be featuring me! Wonderful!" Once finishing his sentence, Mettaton struck a pose before giving his final closing remarks. "Make sure to tune in next time! Thank you all for your continuous support! Until next time darlings~!"

"N..not really.. But I'll live... There was a level five MONSTER h..here. He got away and is heading.. t..towards your section. If you see him do NOT.. attack, he's way too strong. I barely got away."

Itachi looked back to Naruto. "If you can't fight, then you'll just have to get out of the way."

“I understand, but I’m not the enemy. I’m just doing my job, but that’s not why I’m here. I had some free time now. I thought I’d put it to good use. I’m no farmer, but if you don’t mind, I’d like to help you with the crops. Just think of it as a public service.”

The woman practically pinned Ann in place with her stare. “You’re, I assume, trying to do better?”

“You need to come to Lord Hokage’s right away. It’s Naruto, he stole the Sacred Scroll.” Mizuki explains.