Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27993107-20160513081033/@comment-27993107-20160514021914

Mai would suddenly be standing again, the older man no where is sight. Walking down the hall, she remembered this place well. When she came to the open door she finally made an outwards response. Just a simple twitch of the eye, one that would go unnoticed if someone was not looking at her face closely. Seeing the little girl in the chair had provoked the twitch. Mai had brought her here. She had followed her, kidnapped her, then took her place in the family. She had killed them, leaving the little girl alone in the world. The teen was her concern, though, as she knew the girl in the chair would not last long. The boy would use her, then when he got bored with the girl, he would kill her. Inside, Mai was crying, yet outwardly her eyes remained dry and lifeless.

The male then look up from the girl at Mai, his eyes full of hate and lust. Coming towards her, she wanted to run, But running only made it worse. So there she stood, dead eyes and limp body. Just before the male reached her though, the door slammed shut and Mai was back in her "room". Laying on the ground she looked through the bared window. Her lips turned up in a sad, almost bittersweet smile as she watched the few stars she could see gleam like beacons in the sky. The smile, however, quickly faded when she heard the cries and chains. Sitting up she noticed the man with the brand.

Even still she made no noise. Not a sound escaped her, yet inside she was screaming. Then the iron heated and she felt the brand and the cuts. Her face was blank, giving no indication of the emotions inside. Her eyes stared blankly at the wall across from her as she seemed to recede into her mind. There she cried, screamed in agony and writhed in pain. But outside she was a lifeless doll.