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Psychopomp: prologue

  • Sep. 18th, 2008 at 12:49 PM

Title: Psychopomp [Prologue]
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, minor use of OCs, semi-AU
Characters/Pairings: Hidan, KakuHidan
Summary: Fifty years after his death, Hidan gets screwed by fate again.
Note: Features the concept of Dead Like Me-verse reapers. Details are included here.



Fact: death is a bitch.

No, not dying; that had been great—a relief. The unexpected twist, the catch, the fucking punchline of the fucking joke, was that his reward after years of absolute devotion was reaping duty.

It was, no doubt, a punishment for his involvement with a group of atheists and heretics, something only slightly more merciful than spending an eternity trapped in darkness. This purgatory—he could only describe it as that—proved to be a cruel fate to someone who relished causing destruction. He was to lead others to the afterlife, but he could not cause a single death himself. He hadn't performed a sacrifice in decades; the gravelings were careful to keep him in check. Had any of the Akatsuki been still alive, they would have laughed.

His one consolation prize, Hidan decided, was that the fuckers were probably burning in hell.

The crumpled note in his hand indicated that Hidan was precisely three minutes late to his appointment, something that Hidan normally did not give a shit about, except that it was a double death. One of his fellow reapers, Miki, would be there as well, ready to lecture him on 'courtesy'.

Being trapped in one's body after it had died was a traumatic experience(Hidan knew first hand) and it was considered bad form among certain members of his group to purposely wait to reap a soul after its death. Hidan was notorious for the practice of simply loitering around the death site and waiting for a dead body to present itself, rather than reaping the victim before their accident. This, along with several other of Hidan's traits, had made his assignments easy targets of pity.

It had taken Hidan only a minute to discover the corpses after he had broken into the small home, and Miki was nowhere to be found. Hidan rolled his eyes—fucking hypocrite—as he observed the death scene. He noticed a sprinkle of plaster all around the room and stray wires hung from a hole in the ceiling, once attached to the large ceiling fan that now rested harmlessly on the floor in several pieces. Hidan approached the bodies, both lying face down, and lightly touched one of them. A white wisp formed between Hidan's hand and the corpse. Bingo.

"Yo, get up." Hidan nudged the body with his foot. "I don't have all day."

On cue, a soul rose out of the body. It screamed immediately.

Early in his duty as a reaper, Hidan would read his assignments their last rites from the Jashin doctrine before they would depart the mortal world. He quickly learned that this was a wasted effort.

"Dude." This almost made a case for 'courteous reaping'. "Shut up."

Hidan's command seemed to work. The spirit's screams ceased, though its frightened countenance remained, and its glance shifted from its broken body, which was laid a mere two feet away, to the reaper.

"Did you let anyone in earlier?" he asked, ignoring the ghost's gaping head wound. He could sense another spirit wandering somewhere inside the house, but he couldn't sense Miki. "Red curly hair, total bitch face?"

It nodded.

He scowled. "Can't you elaborate?"

"Sh-she shook our hands and just di-disappeared. And—"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. You had your accident." Hidan did not care enough to hear the details of their deaths; Miki disappearing did not bode well and he could feel the other spirit approaching the room. He was not in the mood to deal with the situation—this shouldn't have been his problem.

"What the hell is going on?" said a voice from the doorway.

Hidan turned toward the source of the question and froze, his throat tightening.

At first glance, the ghost looked exactly like him, but as the shock set in, Hidan noticed small discrepancies. The guy looked a lot younger; his hair was neater; there wasn't a single stitch on him. It was wrong.

"... What the fuck? Kakuzu?"

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[info]stacylilly wrote:
Sep. 18th, 2008 08:24 pm (UTC)
As if I don't have enough stories to read, you present me with another one. lol.

It's really interesting (and very Dead Like Me-ish but in a great way) and the twist with Kakuzu at the end? Epic.

Can't wait for more! XD
[info]shail_666 wrote:
Sep. 18th, 2008 10:08 pm (UTC)
Ooh. Love the suspense at the end.

:D Will you be continuing?
[info]wildwesternwind wrote:
Sep. 18th, 2008 11:23 pm (UTC)
Ooooo... Im hooked. Love the dead like me twists and poor poor Hidan. Must be torture not to cause mayhem.
[info]pchan02 wrote:
Sep. 19th, 2008 03:38 am (UTC)
Early in his duty as a reaper, Hidan would read his assignments their last rites from the Jashin doctrine before they would depart the mortal world

lol, i can see hidan doin that.

i like!

more please
[info]alstarryn wrote:
Sep. 19th, 2008 12:03 pm (UTC)
I can't believe that Hidan would just give up like that...but if hadn't worked for decades, well, I guess I can understand that.

Please say there is more, that's no way to end this.

more please! ^.^
[info]postingwhore wrote:
Sep. 23rd, 2008 02:51 am (UTC)
Oh, this is super interesting! I can't wait to read more. :)
[info]heyharvard wrote:
Feb. 25th, 2009 07:24 pm (UTC)
Aww is that really it? :( I'd love to see more--I LOVE reading about Hidan, and well, I also vastly enjoyed watching Dead Like Me. A good combination, I think! Please continue!