Experiment's Revenge

Well, this is the first fic I've ever used Mull Hidaka in... He's definetly OOC from what I usually rp him as online, at first, at least. He's normally an arrogant, sadistic bastard that enjoys getting hurt and causing pain to others. I may end up rewriting this, as I'm not happy with how Mull started off... I dunno though...

Experiment's Revenge

Shikamaru opens his eyes slowly, wincing in pain as the back of his head reminded him of the hit to the head he had taken earlier. He raises his head slowly, trying to move his arms and legs. He blinks rapidly, finding that he couldn't move and appeared to be hanging from a wall by his wrists.

"What a pain..." He mumbles softly, trying to remember how exactly he had ended up this way. That was right. He had been sent out on a supposedly routine border check by himself, the Hokage feeling he was best suited to it rather than two nin being sent.

"Nice to know I failed her expectations.." He mumbles again, almost missing something moving out of the corner of his eye, in the shadows.

"What now...?" A low, evil sounding chuckle was all that greeted his ears as the other made himself even further known by walking into Shikamaru's field of vision.

"Well, well, well... Looks like my little guest is awake now, hrm?" The stranger in front of him was, to say the least, odd.

Short silvery hair, almost cut like Gai and Lee's from Konoha, but instead of the bangs being cut straight across, they seemed mismatched, like the other hadn't had a mirror handy and had done the job himself with a knife. Pale blue eyes looked Shikamaru up and down, causing the shadow user to shudder slightly. 'What's with this guy...?' He thought to himself, noticing that the other wore nothing but a blue collar around his neck, a pair of black, fingerless gloves, and a pair of black, tight-fitting pants. Something shifting along the other's shoulders, however, made Shikamaru take a closer look at the man before him. It seemed that there were.... BAT wings sticking out of the back of the guys shoulders! Another couple movements lower down and Shikamaru noticed two tails, one looking like it belonged to a wolf, the other to a fox, swishing lazily behind him. He was pretty sure they weren't fake or from some other animal, but were part of this guy's body. He wasn't sure how he knew that, other than his gut telling him so.

"What, does the guest have nothing to say?" The other says, stepping very close to Shikamaru, nose barely an inch away from the other's face.

"T-Troublesome.." Shikamaru said, a light blush crossing his face. Whether from embarrassment or anger, he wasn't sure.

His response brought a low, deep chuckle from the other. "Perhaps my guest would prefer to be... Away from the wall, hrm? Would that perhaps make him more talkative?" The other said, a slight, teasing tone in his voice.

Shikamaru didn't respond, just watched the other warily, calculating what his chances of escape were. Chances were, this was the one that had hit him in the back of the head, so obviously he had to have had some very good ninja training, to be able to sneak up on another ninja that way. Shikamaru sighs, his head slumping slightly, eyes closing. The other shifted slightly, reaching up and removing the shackles that had held Shikamaru to the wall, catching the other as he fell, as he had been hanging there for awhile, it seemed, and couldn't support his own weight.

"Heh... Thought you ninja's could take a beating and still be fine... Looks like I was wrong about this one, at least..." He dimly heard as the other carried him easily into another room and set him down on what seemed to be a bed. "Alright... Open your eyes so I can see if I gave you a concussion." The voice commanded, two fingers prying one of his eyes open, a small flashlight shining brightly into his eye, making him try to clench the eye shut again against it's brightness. "Well, looks like there's no concussion. Perhaps you are just tired, yes? Well... I will leave you here to recover and go make something to eat. Don't try to leave. It wouldn't be in your best interest since there are some... unfriendly... people looking for you."

'Unfriendly? What the hell does he mean by that?' Shikamaru thought to himself, content to just lay where he had been deposited for now to gather his strength for later. He yawns, feeling himself drift off to sleep yet again. The smell of food and a hand on his shoulder, shaking him, woke him back up. He blinks slowly, looking up at the other, who held a plate of food nearby.

"Hungry are we...?" The other asks, tilting his head in question.

Shikamaru says nothing at first, suspecting the food to have some sort of poison or truth serum in it. He raises an eyebrow, looking from the food up to the one that held it.

"Heh... Didn't expect you to trust me easily, specially not since it was me that hit you in the head. Although, if you had kept going in the direction you had been, you would have come across a group of about 10 ninja who bear all from Konoha ill will for some reason. However, since you do not trust me, I'll take a bite of everything off this plate, just so you can see I bear you no further ill will." He said, proceeding to do just that. A few minutes later, he looks over at Shikamaru again, tilting his head slightly at the lazy genius. "Do we have a truce for now...?" He asked, letting the sentence trail off.

Shikamaru gives a small nod, not quite trusting his voice to work correctly. Noticing the pause in the other's movements, he watched as the other brought a forkful of food up to his lips, waiting for him to open his mouth and accept it. He does so, blinking in surprise that it was actually good food, and food he was rather fond of at that. How had the other known to cook steak? From the look of things, his stay here was definetly going to be interesting, to say the least. "I'm... Shikamaru Nara." He says softly, brown eyes looking down at his lap for a moment before focusing on another fork load of food.

"Mull Hidaka." He other said, tails swishing behind him slightly.

"How did you get the animal parts that seem attached to you...?" Shikamaru asks, not able to contain his curiosity anymore.

Mull blinks, fork pausing halfway to Shikamaru's mouth as he thought. "I've had them as long as I can remember. Of course, I didn't always live out here. Once, long ago, I lived in a lab, I guess you could call it. The people there did experiments on all of us that were there. I was one of the few that survived. They thought that if they could combine humans with animals, that the humans would gain the strengths of each type of animal and have none of their weaknesses. Being part bat, I have their unique night vision without having to emit high-pitched squeaking sounds, nor do I go blind in the light. I'm not exactly sure what I gained from the fox and wolf parts, except that I happen to like meat a little better than normal people do, I guess." He gives a small shrug, then finishes feeding Shikamaru. "Now, I'm going to have to hide you somewhere nearby and ask you to stay extremely quiet. If you value your life, you will do as I say." Mull said, his voice no longer friendly, but rather serious sounding as he glares over towards the door, then glances back at Shikamaru before picking the shadow using nin up without another word and carrying him over to another part of the cave, setting him down, then shoving a boulder in the opening, not enough to squish Shikamaru, but enough to hide the small opening. There was a hole up above Shikamaru's head where air filtered in, so Mull wasn't worried about the other suffocating. He carries the dish over to a small pool of water on the opposite side of the cave, glad that he had decided to only use one set of dishes and silverware. He'd had a feeling they would come see him today. His ears twitched, letting him know that they were in the cave now, and walking towards him. He pretended to play stupid, however, humming to himself as he washed the dishes. A boot in the middle of his back shoves him forward, into the water and holds him there for a moment before being removed so he wouldn't drown. He sat up, coughing and growling, turning his head to glare at his attackers just in time to receive another boot to the jaw, knocking him sideways and on his back. He lay there for a moment, not really hurt, but wanting to give the impression that he was. He slowly sits up, glaring up at the figure that was now standing over him and nearly flinches as the other figure reaches out with his hand and grabs Mull's chin in a tight, possessive grip to prevent him from turning away.

"Mull, I'm surprised to see that those Konoha bastards haven't killed you yet. What a surprise. So, have you been sleeping with their Hokage? Is that how you've kept your pale ass safe all these years?" The figure mocked, leaning down even closer and forcing his lips upon Mull's. At Mull's growl, the other gives a chuckle, tightening his grip on Mull's jaw to where it was painful for the other to keep his mouth shut. Mull managed, however, having grown used to pain being dished out on him throughout his life, and allows a small snarl before lunging forward and biting down on the other male's lip, sinking his teeth into the flesh and drawing blood as well as a cry of pain from the other. The others that were in the room rush forward, tearing Mull away from their leader and kicking Mull harshly, trying to force him to submit. This just served to piss Mull off, however, and he started giving back as good as he got, soon being the only one aside from the leader still standing. He turns his head to the side slightly, spitting out blood from his beating, then turns to glare back at the man before him.

"Ashteroth... I told you to leave me the fuck alone all those years ago, and I meant every word of it. State your buisness, then leave before I grow tired of seeing your ugly mug and rearrange it to suit my tastes." Mull threatens, a growl in his throat as he takes a threatening step closer to the other male.

Ashteroth just raises one red eyebrow delicately, as if surprised that Mull would have the guts to stand up to him. "You're hiding someone, aren't you Mull? You aren't normally this... possessive... of yourself or your dwelling, or at least, you weren't the last time we crossed paths. It's that Konoha brat that my men had been tracking, isn't it?" Ashteroth mocks, stepping even closer to Mull, his own red eyes locking with Mull's ice blue ones. A hand reaches up to brush blood red bangs from his face, then drops back down to his black leather clad side, resting somewhat on his hip, as if trying to seduce Mull.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Ashteroth. I haven't been near the damn village. If they would threaten to kill one of their own for housing a demon, what do you think they'd do to someone that looked like me, eh? I have no desire to die just yet. You should know that better than anyone, since you tortured me more than anyone before I managed to escape. Being alone out here, I've learned how to defend myself. You have to when one has bears trying to make this cave their home year round, you know. Now, if you promise to leave me the hell alone, I might be more inclined to helping you as long as it gets you far away from me, so, describe this so called ninja you think I have hidden here."

"He's about 19, about your height, brown hair, brown eyes. Dressed in a tan vest coat with fishnet underneath and tan pants. Has the Konoha leave symbol on his right upper arm, sewn onto his vest rather than wearing it around his head like most of the ninja from that cursed village. Looks to be a real lazy kid, at that." Ashteroth says, his eyes sweeping around the cave, as if searching for some sign of the ninja in question. His sharp eyes almost missed the alcove where Shikamaru was hidden and he started to walk slowly towards it, Mull following right behind him.

"Sounds like something I may have found, however, I've grown attached to the kid. Don't think I'll just GIVE him to you since you want him bad." Mull threatened, stepping in between Ashteroth and the alcove, knowing this would earn him another beating and not caring in the least. True, he'd had Shikamaru a short time, but something about the ninja made him fiercly protective, as if his wolf side was exibiting it's need to establish a pack, seeing as how he'd been alone for many years after escaping from the lab.

Ashteroth lets out a low, evil chuckle before raising one black clad leg and kicking Mull harshly against the boulder behind him, leaning in close and pinning Mull there with his own body weight, the heavy black armor that he wore helping him to pin Mull in place as the other struggled against him, arms reaching out to pin Mull's to the wall as well. He cursed as he missed one hand and a knife he hadn't noticed earlier embedded itself into his side and twisted it, pushing up at the same time, causing untold amounts of pain since it had found a gap in between the chest plate and the back plate. Ashteroth yells in pain, his guards just now starting to get to their feet from the beating they'd gotten earlier and slowly stumbling to rescue their leader.

"I said to leave me the fuck alone, Astheroth, or I'd kill you. I meant every word of it." Mull snarls out, eyes locking on the vein pulsing just beneath the skin on Ashteroth's neck. He growls again, eyes bleeding to a bright gold as he attempts to lunge forward and attack the exposed neck.

Ashteroth saw the glance however, and had used his free hand to smack Mull's head into the rock behind him, causing the hybrid to see stars. His hands then reach up and wrap around Mull's neck, attempting to choke the life out of the boy.