The infant was premature, covered in horrifying fluids, and choking on the lifeblood of it’s mother. Three minutes into it’s life, a second victim was added to it’s already alarming body count when a medi-nin tried to swab it’s mouth and nose and suction out congested lungs. With rattling cough and squeak the baby squirmed, and the woman fell back shrieking and convulsing, half her face missing beneath a seething wave of sand.
The fourth watched dispassionately, and felt nothing but repulsion. The child did not cry, instead it blinked and gently fisted small, sticky fingers, and shivered between the pale and cooling legs of the first of what would be an impressive tally of deaths that were Entirely His Fault.
“Gaara,” the Fourth murmured to himself. Unaware of his destiny, the baby burbled and kicked one foot, and blinked up at the ceiling.
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Re: And the card game I created in one fic crops up elsewhere (and will again in the future)
Date: 2008-04-17 12:31 am (UTC)The fourth watched dispassionately, and felt nothing but repulsion. The child did not cry, instead it blinked and gently fisted small, sticky fingers, and shivered between the pale and cooling legs of the first of what would be an impressive tally of deaths that were Entirely His Fault.
“Gaara,” the Fourth murmured to himself. Unaware of his destiny, the baby burbled and kicked one foot, and blinked up at the ceiling.