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Thank you for taking the time to read this. I really appreciate it (I hope that didn't sound sarcastic 'cause it's not supposed to). I honestly don't really know if people will be interested in this, so seriously, thank you if you did read this.

Fan-Fic will be a bit slow at first. Probably won't get to the actual characters of Naruto 'til Chapter Three. Maybe Two, if I rush everything into this one.

過去からの脱出 「Escape from the Past」

Prologue

"Alright, class. Next question." A teacher in her mid-thirties faced a class of twenty-three eleven-year olds. Twenty girls, three boys. Most of the boys were out fighting in the war, despite their young age. She read the questions off, and the students would raise their hand to answer. "Who brought the Fourth Shinobi World to an end?" she asked, tilting down the history book in her hands.

A girl with dark brown hair in curls smirked, looking around the class. Once she seen no one attempting to answer, she raised her hand. "It was brought to an end by Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha. But many other people were involved in the crisis and helped a lot. It happened two hundred years ago." The arrogant girl tried to continue but the smiling teacher interrupted her.

"Very good, Rozu." She turned her attention towards Um, who was sound asleep on the floor. Since they didn't have enough income for desks, the students were forced to use the floor as their workplace (in Um's place, it was her sleeping place). The teacher closed her book, strolled over towards the sleeping girl, and dropped the heavy book on the floor next to her. The girl jolted awake, confused by what happened. When she looked up at Miss. Uchiha, a look of realization showed on her face.

"Sorry. I kind of fell asleep," Um said awkwardly, sitting up on her knees. She looked up at the Uchiha in front of her, who was also the great, great, and so on, granddaughter of the great Sasuke Uchiha.

"Kind of?" the teacher repeated mockingly, "You were drooling on the floor!" At this, half of the students laughed, while the other half gave Um a look of sympathy. "Honestly," Miss. Uchiha ranted on, "all of you special children are here so you can change the world and bring peace! How are you supposed to do that if you're sleeping?"

Um chose to stare at the floor, disappointed in herself, and not answer. Um knew the teachers here were rough against the orphans. It was an orphanage for "special" children. Um already acknowledged the fact that the orphanage just picked random kids with no parents, who may or may not be special. Um certainly wasn't special; she wasn't special to herself or the people around her. She was special to her sister, Dai, at one point.

Dai was a lot like her. She wasn't extraordinarily smart compared to some of the kids here. All of them here were on a different level than normal eleven-year olds, but some, like Rozu, were abnormally smart. Those were the ones who stayed. If you weren't abnormally smart, you'd have to leave the orphanage at thirteen and fend for yourself. But Um has been suspecting you didn't actually leave. She knew her sister's handwriting, and whenever she'd get cards from her, they looked completely fake. There was something going on here.

Um's name was a weird one. She got teased about it a lot, especially since she wasn't one of the "smart" ones. The smarter children would pick on the not-so-smart children. The two groups would usually stay away from one another. Um stayed with the children just like her; she actually had quite a lot of friends. She might've lost her parents to the fourteen-year war going on, but at least she had something else to keep her from being alone. Her mother, Yuuki, had died because of men from the opposing force.

They barged right into their house during the birth of Um. Her mother only got to say the first part of what she was going to name her child. The nanny had grabbed the newly-born Um, then grabbed two-year old Dai. The nanny wanted to help their mother too, but Yuuki forced the nanny to go with only the two kids. The nanny was killed off also, but not before she could drop the two kids off at the orphanage. Dai had grown up, taking care of herself and Um from now on. Um also had a woman named Mayu as a parental figure. She never knew her real mother, but this woman would be the closing thing she could get.

"Mr. Shimura?" Um's voice rang throughout the room and the said man froze, looking across the room at the girl. He quickly put the papers he was looking at inside the drawer of his desk. He smiled at the girl, knowing she was most likely curious about the papers.

"Yes, Um?" he questioned, leaning forward towards her. She looked up at his white ceiling then back at the man with brown hair.

"Can...I leave this orphanage early?" Mr. Shimura scowled at what she suggested, ready to deny. She continued nervously, "I mean, I'm going to be sent away at thirteen anyway... I just want to see my sister again, you know? I miss her... So please, let me leave." She knew there was something weird about this orphanage. She didn't want to be here to find out what exactly happens to the children if they're not smart enough. She also had to find her sister, if Dai really was released from the orphanage.

"No," the man deadpanned. She frowned at this, ready to ask this one question for a long time.

"What did you really do with my sister and those other children?" It was a question she didn't really want an answer to, but Mr. Shimura probably wouldn't tell her the answer anyway. She just wants to find her sister.

Mr. Shimura narrowed his onyx eyes at her, mildly surprised someone like her could figure out something wasn't right. The man in charge of the orphanage quickly thought about what he should do with her, then finally made his decision. He lifted his hand up and bent his pointer and middle forward, indicating for his bodyguards to come forward. The guards walked towards their boss, ready to aid him in whatever he want. There might not be chakra in the world anymore, but there was still plenty of men who could fight. As for the women, as sexist as it was, they were banned from learning how to fight.

As the two intimidating men stepped forward, Um gulped fearfully. She slowly shuffled her way to the door, not trying to show that she was moving. Suddenly, the men ran towards her and grabbed her by the arms, despite her wailing. "Dispose of her then take her to the lab. I can use her, just like her sister, for my experiments." The men nodded, as Um started screaming. Even if she did, no one would come. The teachers would know what was going on, and the students would be too scared. Mr. Shimura smirked at the hate showing in the eleven-year old's eyes. Those eyes soon became dead, as the girl's frail body fell onto the floor. Blood poured out from the side of her stomach from the one man's sword. The men dragged the girl out of the room through the double doors.

Akari jumped out of her seat after hearing her best friend's, Um, scream. She rushed towards her teacher's, Miss. Uchiha, room, pounding on the door. "Come in," the woman called, annoyed by the banging sound. Akari came in, looking worried. Akari was one of the not-so-smart children, so Miss. Uchiha felt bad for the girl. She knew what would be her fate in two years.

"Miss. Uchiha... I heard Um's scream... Can you come with me to check what happened?" she asked, highly afraid. Miss. Uchiha frowned at this. Are they disposing of her already? At age eleven? she thought, confused by this.

"No," she answered Akari's question. After seeing Akari's troubled look, she continued, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure she just saw a spider. You know how scared Um is of spiders."

Akari nodded slowly, still having her doubts. "I guess," she mumbled.

"Just go to sleep, alright? It's after Um's and your curfew," Miss. Uchiha said, seeing Akari's eyes downcast.

Akari nodded, walking back to her room. Um probably just seen a spider... Akari giggled, imagining Um running around her room trying to kill a spider. There's nothing else Um would scream at...right?

The men took the body of a dead girl, placing her light body onto a surgical table. They strapped her wrists and ankles down, in case the experiment did work. They then took a needle and put the substance into her. The men then walked off, knowing the experiment wouldn't take effect for a day.

Mr. Shimura had doubts the experiment would work on her. It didn't work on her sister, who's body was disposed of. Though, the experiment didn't work on anyone. Of course they were just using random bodies, who Mr. Shimura deemed "useless". The experiment was to bring a person back to life with chakra. Chakra wasn't in anyone's body anymore; it only being in trees, water, etc. They had tried to extract the chakra from there but had failed. Twelve years ago, though, a man appeared. He was bleeding from the right side of his chest, but the man's eyes interested Mr. Shimura. He had the mangekyō sharingan. Blood was pouring out from his left eye.

Mr. Shimura knew this wasn't Sasuke Uchiha or any of the ones in the history book. It had to be one who was supposedly killed from the Uchiha massacre. But as Mr. Shimura tried to figure out how the man was here, one idea stood out in his mind. The man's sharingan could probably have him travel through time. When Itachi Uchiha was about to kill the man, he used the jutsu in his eye. But Mr. Shimura also had another idea. He planned to use this man's blood to give rebirth to chakra of his time. It was extinct, but if he could bring it back, that person could end this war. He could put the person with chakra under his control. The person would be the most powerful person in all of the countries. Then, he'd rule over everyone with his powerhouse.

To make the experiment work, they first killed the person. They would then insert the Uchiha's blood into the person and hope chakra would be created inside them. If chakra was created inside, it'd make the person's heart beat again; and thus, bring them back to life. But there was only one problem with this, they only had a limited supply of the Uchiha's blood. If the experiment didn't work soon, it would never be possible.

The next day, Mr. Shimura scowled, seeing the experiment work on none of his new subjects. Except one, which he'd find out about soon. "Mr. Shimura!" a man threw his door open. The man rubbed his temples in a distressed manner then waited for the man to continue. "Um's awake! It was a success!"

Mr. Shimura dashed out of his office, and up the stairs to the top floor that was banned from the students. He walked in to find men huddled around Um, who was struggling to get free. Mr. Shimura suddenly felt a weird force coming from Um, which was, what he guessed, chakra. The man smirked, but was also surprised, at the success of bringing Um back to life.

I'm alive.

I died.

But now, I'm alive.

What the fuck.

Mr. Shimura entered the room, which I scowled at, as I kept struggling against the binds on my wrists and ankles. I was still very confused and was in mild shock. Let me repeat, I was killed, but now I'm fucking alive. How is this even possible?

I felt a weird tingling sensation on the left side of my chest, as it spread across my whole body. "What.." I stopped what I was doing at the sound of my hoarse voice. I frowned at this. Men around me were inspecting me - which was really weird - and some were looking at a computer that showed my heartbeat and other crap.

"I'm surprised the experiment worked on you, Um," Mr. Shimura spoke up, his voice as ugly as ever. He took the glasses from his coat pocket, placing them on the bridge of his nose. I grimaced as he came closer. He grabbed my face, squeezing my cheeks, and tilting my head different ways. "Everything about her looks alive. It's incredible," he said to the man beside him, that had special goggles on. They were goggles that were able to see chakra; the children in the orphanage could use them to see the chakra outside all around them. But why was he looking at me with the goggles on...?

Another man stepped up and took one of the binds on my wrist off. He took out a water bottle, shoving it in my face. "Drink up. After you're done drinking, we'll be putting you in a special room to test your chakra."

"Chakra..?" I voiced, confused. "I don't have chakra," I said, my voice still raspy.

He grabbed my face and opened my mouth, squirting the water in. I spluttered and coughed, not wanting to drank the water. "Now you do," he answered, as my eyes grew wide.

It's short, I know. But it's just a prologue. I'll most likely post Chapter One later today.

I'm not too satisfied with the prologue. I guess I just want to rush this part and get to the good stuff in Chapter One.

By the way, more information about how chakra became extinct will be described in later chapters. I pretty much have the first three chapters planned out. I will also add a picture for this fan-fic tomorrow.

I hope you are interested in this fan-fic, and I'm sorry if it's a bit boring right now since the characters of Naruto haven't been introduced yet. I promise I'll make sure she is in time of canon Naruto in the next part.

Again, thank you for reading!