The Cold-Hearted Warrior || Naruto Fanfiction [SLOW UPDATES]

Chapter 1: Dawn Of Hatred

A/N:
Sorry for the long wait guys! I haven't been in the mood in writing for the past few days cuz I was too engrossed in playing video games lol. Anyways, here's the new chapter so I hope you enjoy!

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"Oh maiden,
Burst into flames in the dawn"

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Hell was probably the perfect definition of the current disastrous and heart-rending state of the Land of Iron, literally and idiomatically. Hiruda watched from the shattered windows helplessly as scorching flames danced along with the strong gust of wind like a fiendish inferno. Terrorized citizens ran out of their respective homes, petrified screams reverberating throughout the village as the firestorm engulfed several houses and buildings, resulting to a massive destruction of the infrastructures. Thick black clouds of smoke choked the air, levitating into the sky like nimbus clouds. A great famished beast devouring everything in its path and belching out black gases illustrated the dreadful scene, portraying the tragic downfall of the once pleasant and serene town.

The young girl stayed still, paralyzed as tears cascaded down her cheeks, its liquid cold against her skin. Her vibrant, lively eyes became dull and lifeless, full of despair and misery. Exhaustion took over her body as her sniffles came to a halt, paying no mind to the devastating destruction before her eyes as she was lost in her own thoughts. Even her home being engulfed by the fire wasn't enough to make her snap back to reality. 

It almost seemed like it all happened in a blink of an eye. One minute, her family was singing the happy birthday song as she sat in front of her favorite strawberry shortcake, then suddenly, bloodshed and the brutal murder of her parents became the aftermath of such a heartwarming celebration. Bright smiles and the joyous laughter drowned into the pit of darkness and despair, as spine-chilling cries and pleads of helplessness rose to the surface, displaying the conveyance of grief, fear, and terror.

When Hiruda's gaze landed on the dead bodies of her parents, she felt a painful throb in her chest, as if she were the one who had stained her hands with their blood. Crawling her way to her father's body lying lifelessly on the floor, her shaky hands cupped his blood stained cheeks, her teardrops dripping down to Ganta's skin.

"I... I'm sorry, d-dad..." She croaked out, biting down on her quivering bottom lip.

She glanced over her shoulder and rose on her feet, about to check on her mother when a loud crack occurred from above, startling the young girl. Before she could even look up, a large wooden fragment of the ceiling crashed into the ground, covered in hot flames, blocking her way towards the bed. It was only at that moment when she realized the sticky situation she's in.

"Oh no, mom!" She called in panic when another fragment of the ceiling fell from above, nearly squashing the woman's corpse as it crashed on the bed beside her.

 Hiruda coughed violently, doing a fanning motion with her arm in front of her face as thick acrid plumes of smoke exploded into the area. Her eyes wandered frantically, racking her brain for a moment in desperate hope to rescue her mother before her body gets caught up in flames. A loud gasp erupted from her throat as a harsh, banging noise occurred from the front door of the Rakurai clan's household, followed by quick, heavy footsteps and clanking sounds of metal.