Chapter 33.1- One Thousand Hands
Added 2024-12-18 21:56:27 +0000 UTCXXXXXX- THE YONBI JINCHURIKI
She hated the way they stared at her, this lecherous group of old men that considered themselves the masters of Iwa’s sealing corps. She hated being back here again. All those years, all that training, and the moment she got a chance to prove her worth, it all slippe through her fingers. Shorirama Senju. She hated that name. She hated what it represented. She hated the village that had seen her taken from her family and given this burden to carry. This burden that had been sold to her as a source of power.
She reached within herself again, trying to feel for the power that was within her. The Yonbi was an uncaring tenant. It did not care for her, or what happened to her,. It also did not care when she took its power. It never resisted, but it never made it easy for her either way. Each step was like pulling teeth. She pulled at it regardless, because the thought of what would happen if she didn’t was enough to keep her up at night. The chakra felt like hot magma in her veins. It was a new pain. She had heard the whispers. She’d been trained unlike any other jinchuriki before her because of her prodigious talent but even that did not matter now. It hadn’t mattered before him.
Shorirama Senju’s blank white eyes stared down at her like a fly beneath his boot and the surge of rage it sent through her system made her slip for a moment. She took even more chakra than she’d planned and she felt her mind go blank.
A/N: Yippeee, Azula POV
