I sadly don't own naruto. thought I do own my characters, and my plotlines.


Hi I'm Ann. I use to live a simple and short life. I wasn't an orphan. I had loving parents, who just got carried away with their jobs. I was going to college, I was on break heading back home.

I was the ripe age of nineteen. I was in my seven-year at college to be a doctor-physicist. Very simple I graduated early because I was a genius in that field. I was master at poisons and their cures. Not that I used simple poison, I made own mixes. You never wanted me angry. And people want to recruit me. Which was my downfall.

When everything went straight to hell. And by hell i mean i die.

Short.

Simple.

Fucked up.

Yep. That sums it all up.

But that not what I addressing right now.

Right now I'm addressing the other problem at hand. Why was everything fuzzy and dark. Who are they giant foreign talking people. Why did it sound like off version of Japanese and Chinese mix?

And what the hell is wrong with my body.

Wait! Back up a minute... Body? I should dead.

Why did the talking stop. I hate silence. What made them stop talking.

In the silence the the... the silence is unceasing. Their nothing more, that I hate then the silence.

I knew I was being held, and that I was tiny, once again. I screamed. Why did I scream you ask because it was the only and I mean only thing I could do.

So I got reborn in japan. Well I'm not sure about the Japan part. But I got reborn.

Just great. Just when I got on my own, I would have to start all over again. Go figures.

Go and screw yourself Luck Lady and Karma.

Must everything be as idiotic. Right dumb question. But its in the right direction.

I screamed and screamed but nothing changed.

Fuck my life to hell. I wasn't even a day old and I was going to die, again

Pitiful. Just fucking pitiful.

Then a severe heat and pain hit me like a ton of bricks.

The heat fried my blood or it felt like it. And it didn't stop. My screams even grew louder if possible.

Then hope. Their was hope.


I felt someone don't how i felt it, it was weird. But I knew they was someone coming this way.

The question was now: if they were friendly or not so?

I really hope it was the former and not the latter.

I was an orphan before I was an hour old. How desperate was that.

My screams are probably what inform him or her to my locate. But I didn't care. I would die if they didn't take care of me. I'm an infant. A baby. I wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Curse my tiny and untrained body.

I would die if they didn't take me. Would they even care. I really hope so. Because I didn't want to die so soon again. I want to reach the age of twenty-one.

Simple right?

I took in my surrounding or tried to anyway. And infant eye sight is dark and is about eight inches in front of their eye. Which made what I was trying to do hard. Very hard.

But I did know that I was in the forest. Kudos for me.

How did I figure that out. Luck. Just luck. Thank you 幸運 Koun(1). Maybe your not so bad.

I tried to glance around but my undeveloped infant eyes didn't allow that. No kudos for you Koun. But it did help when I heard a stick.

Insert a pause.

What the hell. Who want to insert a fucking pause. Sorry for that.

At least it gave me the moment to understand that someone was here in this small clearing with me.

"ヒスイ Hisui Arashi(2)." A deep tone male voice spoke.

Hisui? Who that. I screamed again the heat in my vein continue to increase has the man walked closer to us. To me.

Please just stop. It hurts. But my vocal cord are undeveloped so it can out has coos and a scream.

It surprise the man. He rush over cursed that he got here to late. He pick me up.

Which only succeeded in making me scream even louder. Screeching. I screamed. I cried. Well till I cried myself to sleep.


Words to know:

Hisui Arashi- Jade Storm

Koun- Lady Luck

Character-

Name- Sukoshi Arashi (little Storm)

Age- infant to ten

hair- Brown

Eyes- Lilacs

Kekkei Genkai-

Hisame (Ice Storm)

Kogi no Arashi (Firestorm)

Village: Bloody Mist