Full summary: They saved me from an icy death. Two boys. One dark, another light. They carried me away to a secret place. A place so isolated it's hard not to fall in love. But which one of them is more important? Suddenly it becomes clear. The one that's dieing. Like I said…they saved my life. Now it's my turn.
Save a life
Ch.1 She's a human
Magic belongs in the woods. -Abigail15Sage
"Hellooooo?" Sakura called out, her voice echoing. It was freezing. So cold. And the air was visible as it floated up to the dark sky with each breath. And she was scared. Terrified actually. But not for herself.
"For the love of-" She stopped herself before she cursed. Curse words were for losers. And she was trying to stop. "Hello? Can anybody here me?"
Snow crunched under her hiking boots. Crunch Crunch Crunch Squish.
"Oh Fuck!" She couldn't help it. Her boot landed into a softer area of snow and her knee fell three feet in. Completely covered in snow. Water seeped into her jeans and she shivered from head to toe. It was below zero. It had to be.
She braced her hand, fingers digging into a gray tree trunk, and pulled her leg out from the frozen snow. She bit her lip and dug her finger nails in the tree trunk as her leg pinched with pain.
Yeah leg I know, Sakura thought, your cold.
She squinted up at the sky. Tiny silver stars covered the sky. Then how can it still be snowing. Fu- I mean…freak.
Her situation at this point looked hopeless. She was in the middle of the woods. Snow covering every inch of the ground. Her eyelashes were frozen. Her fingers shook. Her left leg was going numb. Her reflexes were becoming sluggish
"Fuck!" She growled as she started treading through the slippery snow again.
Why am I even here? She thought. Oh yeah, because I heard a cry.
Sakura had always been the heroic type. It pretty much ran in the blood. The need to protect, to never give up. Her father was a fireman. One of New York's bravest. Her mother was a talented surgeon. And her brother was an Army seal.
And I'll be a doctor for children. She thought. I'll find a cure for cancer!
Nothing ever seemed to far out of reach for her. Never in her life had she ever not gotten what she wanted. So when she heard the child's cry, the fact that it came from deep inside the woods didn't occur to her until she was hopelessly lost.
And the crying stopped a long time ago. This was what scared Sakura the most. If the crying stopped than the child was probably unconscious. Lying down somewhere in the snow. Slowly freezing.
Sakura had done plenty of research on the human body. She may have been the only teenager in the world who studied in her free time. But because of this, she knew how the body worked. And she knew for a fact that a human body, even more so a child's body, can't stay in the cold for to long.
She stumbled and caught a branch to keep her balance. This time successfully keeping her mouth shut before anything inappropriate slipped out. Clumsiness, this had never been a problem for her before. She knew it was the uneven ground, the cold, the light fading fast, that made her this way.
Which way's right? Which way's left? North? South? "Fuck!"
She was helpless out here. Clinging to her zip up parka like it was a coat of fur. Sniffing, her sinuses acting up.
"For the love of god! Someone, anyone! Answer me!" Her voice disturbed the eerie silence of the white, grey and red woods.
Wait, she squinted her eyes, red?
It hit her in mire seconds. Her cold, sluggish body heating up with adrenaline. Red? Red?
It's Blood!
She ran, knees high, farther into the woods.
"Oh my god!" She ran to a part of the land, where suddenly the earth sloped down with a sheet of white. A hill, covered in icy snow. At the top of the hill, where she now stood, was where the blood trail began. A red stain, about the size of a basketball, then the red seemed to smear. Like it was being dragged down the hill.
The blood trail led down the hill, and into a deeper part of the woods.
"Fuck!" Her voice was tainted with hysteria. "Fuck Fuck Fuck!"
She ran down the hill, almost landing on her face, then picked herself up and burst through the deeper brush.
"Hey! Are you here? Am I close? Please! Please say something.!" She turned in a complete circle. But the blood trail was gone.
Stumbling…staggering. She had no idea where she was going. Just straight ahead.
"Please." Her voice was small. Her lungs protesting. Save your energy, it was saying. Save your life!
And then suddenly she was on her face. She had fallen. And it took a lot of energy just to get back up on her knees.
She reached out blindly for something, anything, to pull herself back up. And her fingers brushed something rough. A fallen tree trunk? No. A low branch. She grasped it with both hands and weakly pulled herself to her feet. Her knees trembling out from under her. Without the branch she'd be back on her face.
Leaning her back on the tree, she fumbled with her parka. It was to heavy. To much to carry. And she was tired. She slid down the zipper and shrugged it off her shoulders, letting it slip to the ground.
Dimly, she knew that this was wrong. She was being affected; she was dazed with Hypothermia.
But even so, she could still remember her goal. Her whole purpose for this.
"Wa-wa-wa-where are y-y-you kid?" She couldn't speak to well anymore. Again, dimly she knew it was because she was walking in nothing but a cotton long sleeve shirt and half soaked jean pants. Her boots dragged in the slow. They were such a hassle!
Without thinking much, she untied both boots and jerked them off. Leaving them behind with her parka. Now it was easier to walk. But her toes stung in her ankle socks. She couldn't process why.
At this point she was walking blindly. She couldn't remember why she was here. She couldn't think about anything. Her vision shook fiercely along with her body.
Branches caught her hair but she just trudged through. Until one particular branch entangled with her long locks and caught her there. She didn't think about untangling it. It just didn't seem like an option. She just fell. It ripped a chunk of hair from her scalp. But she didn't know that at the time. She couldn't feel it.
She landed on her side. Her legs half bent and the snow acted as a nice pillow. She couldn't feel her ears as they burned in the icy cold.
After some time she finally stopped shaking. It just…stopped. If her mind wasn't so clouded she'd know to panic. Her body had stopped shivering. Stopped trying to warm itself. Her body was beginning to shut down.
Instead of thinking about the logic, her mind thought of other possibilities. Possibilities that made perfect sense to her at the time.
I guess that's good…I must not be so cold…
She shut her eyelids and let out a ragged breath.
I just need a little rest. Then I'll go home…
Her mind began to wonder. She remembered thinking about cookies, and how she really wanted some.
Then she heard something. Something from ahead. She never thought to open her eyes.
I'm so comfortable now…
"Pink hair?" A voice said. It sounded female. No...male. But it all came to her in a strange way. Muffled. Chocked off. As if she were underwater. It all felt like a dream.
I don't usually open my eyes while I dream. Better keep them shut….
"It's all over the place."
"Hn." A grunt.
"Oh man, Sasuke. I found out where the hair's coming from."
"She's blue." She felt fingers brush against her wrist. "It's slow but she's still got a heart beat."
"Alive?"
"That's what alive means, idiot." She felt arms lift her, and suddenly she was floating.
Lifting up…up…up…
"Theres something different about her. I just cant put my finger on it…"
The next thing that was said made no sense at all. But it was a dream. And she'd had some crazy dreams in the past. She felt whatever had lifted her tighten it's grip on her.
"Let me help you." The voice was sarcastic. "She's a human."
They saved me from an icy death. Two boys. One dark, another light.
They carried me away to a secret place. A place so isolated it's hard not to fall in love.
But which one of them is more important?
Suddenly it becomes clear.
The one that is dieing.
Like I said…they saved my life. Now it's my turn.
