The words struck Pakura like a thunderbolt. Her fists clenched, and her teeth ground together under the weight of her anger. Orochimaru, noticing her nudity, offered her a blanket, which she accepted without a word, her eyes still fixed on Shikai.
"You're right..." she said finally, her voice trembling with rage. "Kiri... Suna... They all betrayed me. But why are you interested in me? If you can bring me back to life, you must be powerful... but what do you truly want?"
Shikai smiled, a smile that slowly widened, revealing a hint of cruelty.
"We've given you more than your life. You now possess the Shakuton, the Taiton, and even the Yoton of Son Goku, the bijuu. You are stronger than you've ever been. You can also absorb natural energy to amplify your abilities."
Pakura's eyes widened in shock. "What? It's... impossible. But this phenomenal chakra... is that...?"
Orochimaru nodded. "It's the chakra of Son Goku flowing within you. You are a unique being, Pakura."
She swallowed, her thoughts swirling. If these people had the power to bestow such strength upon her, their objectives must be far greater than anything she could imagine.
"And what do you want from me?" she asked, her voice a mix of fear and resignation.
Shikai stepped closer, his oppressive aura becoming almost unbearable. His dark eyes shone with an intensity that made her feel slightly uneasy.
"What I want is simple," he said, a predatory smile stretching his lips. "Become my bitch."
A chilling silence filled the room. Pakura took a step back, her eyes widening in shock. Orochimaru, on the other hand, remained silent, observing with a mix of fear, fascination, and unease.
"Your... bitch?" Pakura murmured, disbelieving.
"Yes," Shikai replied, his tone hardening. "You want revenge, don't you? Don't worry, you won't be the only one to be my slave, baby girl."
A tense silence followed.
In the vast subterranean chamber, the tension was palpable. After fixing Pakura with his piercing gaze, Shikai turned to Orochimaru with an imperious tone.
"Ermite Serpent, help her familiarize herself with her powers while I take care of the other."
Orochimaru bowed slightly, an enigmatic smile playing on his lips. "Very well, Kage Yami. It shall be done as you ordered."
Shikai said nothing. His body seemed to dissolve into the air, disappearing in a whirlwind of shadow. Pakura, still reeling from her resurrection and the recent events, felt a shiver run down her spine. The power of this man surpassed anything she had known, and she couldn't help but wonder what secrets he was hiding.
Orochimaru turned to Pakura, his smile widening slightly. There was no aggression in his tone, but a calculated coldness that made her uneasy.
"First of all, the servants will take care of you," he said calmly. "They will clean you, provide you with suitable clothing, and a meal to restore your strength. Then, in two hours, we will go to a training ground. This will be your daily routine until the Kage Yami is satisfied with your power."
Pakura frowned, her suspicion evident. "And if I refuse?"
Orochimaru laughed softly, a mocking sound. "Refuse? Oh, my dear, you're not in a position to refuse anything. Besides, you need it. If you want to master your new powers and take your revenge, you'd better cooperate. In fact, I even suggested that he control you directly and suppress your consciousness. But it seems he has a slight preference for rebellious slaves over obedient ones."
Pakura hesitated, then slowly nodded. She knew he was right, and in a way, she felt more comfortable with him than with this mysterious being. She was in a new body, with powers she didn't fully understand. If she wanted to become stronger, she had to follow the plan. She secretly thought that if she became powerful enough, she could easily kill him after all. She had been betrayed, and she wouldn't accept becoming someone else's plaything.
...
The two hours passed quickly. The silent and disciplined servants brought her simple but comfortable clothing suitable for training. After a hot bath that washed away the remnants of the liquid from the tube and the chemical odors, they offered her a hearty meal. Pakura ate in silence, observing every detail of the place, every gesture of the servants, seeking clues about her new allies—or perhaps her captors.
When Orochimaru returned, she was ready.
"Let's go," he said simply, inviting her to follow.
They traversed several corridors before reaching a vast subterranean training ground, illuminated by luminous crystals embedded in the walls. The floor was made of compact earth, perfect for rigorous training.
"Show me what you can do," Orochimaru commanded, positioning himself at a safe distance. "Use your kekkei genkai. Start with the Shakuton."
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