Back on Earth

EARTH (HARUTO'S ORIGINAL UNIVERSE)

"Ahhhhh!" a woman's scream was heard, it came from a room.

The door of that room was open, the room was dark inside and the floor was slippery.

Not because of water, but due to the blood that was spread all across the room. Inside the room were three dead bodies; they were killed recently because the blood on them was not dry.

The woman who screamed was lying on that same floor; she was unable to move. Knives were inserted into her thighs and she was pinned to the floor with them.

She was trying to grab the gun which was a few steps away from her. She stretched her hand as long as she could and tried to take the gun.

—Kucch!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

She was stabbed in the palm of the hand she was trying to take the gun with; now her hand was also pinned.

"Why try these stupid things when you know you're going to die? At least entertain me a bit," said someone, it was a male's voice.

He was the man who stabbed her in the hand and was sitting on his knees beside her.

He picked that gun and stood up; loaded the gun and pointed it toward the woman.

—BANG! —BANG! —BANG!

She screamed; he had fired three bullets into her legs.

"Ahh how boring, you guys are no fun," the man said with a disappointed look on his face.

He then left the room and went somewhere else. A few minutes later he returned; with a chainsaw.

—Grunnnn!

She turned on the chainsaw and walked toward the woman. The woman's face which was already white with fear became even paler when she saw the chainsaw.

"No! Please! Don't kill me!" the woman pleaded as tears flooded out of her eyes.

The man ignored her words and sat beside her before he gently touched held her chin.

"Every time, the same goddamn reaction. Can't you get scared in a more interesting way?" he said as he bring the—now turned on chainsaw, near her face.

She was so scared that she could pass out any minute only by fear.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away or it'll ruin my experience," said the man.

Instead of her face, he now placed the chainsaw right above her hand which was pinned to the floor.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" she let out a very, very loud scream.

Blood sprayed everywhere as the man begins to cut through her hand with the chainsaw. This hell continued for a minute before her hand was completely separated from the elbow.

"Yes, that's it scream more!" he said in excitement.

The walls of that room were dyed with blood as the man's excited laugh filled combined with the darkness inside the room, making it look like a scene from a horror movie.

After he was done cutting her arm, he moved to the next one, and then a leg, another leg. One by one he separated all the limbs of that woman by the chainsaw.

She was already dead due to the insane amount of blood loss. When she stopped screaming a disappointed look appeared on that man's face.

He pulled out a bottle of alcohol from his pocket and poured it on her —now dead body. He then pulled out a lighter from his other pocket, lit it, and threw it at her corpse.

Her body burned in flames while he walked and stood near the window. Moonlight fell on his face revealing his face.

He was not someone could call a 'man'; from his looks, his age could be predicted as nineteen or twenty. Taking the maximum he was no older than someone would be in their early twenties or late teens.

On the roof of a building, was lying a man, dressed in black. Holding a sniper rifle his body almost had no movements. The level of concentration he had was insane; after all, he was a sniper who went through a hell of training.

He looked through the scope of his gun, the crosshair was at a male standing behind a window in a building.

"Unit #856 reporting: Target confirmed, requesting permission to eliminate the target. Over," he said.

"This is headquarters: Unit #853 permission to eliminate target has been granted. Over," a voice from a device he had answered.

—Kunch!

A sound was heard as he loaded his gun. The crosshair was locked at the head of the person standing near the window.

—Click!

He pressed the trigger and a bullet was fired from his gun. Traveling at great speeds, the bullet hit and pierced the forehead of the person standing in that room which was covered in blood.

It was a one-shot kill. He died on the spot.

His body fell to the floor as he lost control.

"Unit #856 reporting: Target eliminated."