Hurts…

Everything hurts…

So so much….

Sasuke couldn’t even take a deep breath without it feeling like white hot claws slashing through his throat. He coughs as blood trickles from his mouth splashing onto the ground as he drags his broken bodied across the dry brown grass.

“Help…someone…please…” he rasps weakly as he struggles to move another inch.

His body trembles under the agony it was ripe with. Kunai and shuriken stuck to every inch of his body as if he was a porcupine. Deep cuts covered his right arm and legs while his left leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, no doubt broken.

His left arm was missing, all that was left was a bloodied stump, his shirt was in tatters, and he was out of chakra.

He couldn’t help the tears of pain that welled up in his eyes.

“Please…somebody…anybody…” He chokes out as the last of his strength leaves him, leaving him to lay exhausted on the ground, vulnerable not only to the element but to anything and anyone that may be wandering around.

“Please…someone…help…” whimpers Sasuke.