Two years had passed since Sasuke deserted the village. Despite the chaos, life went on. Missions were to be complete and the people needed to be protected so ninja continued their duties and Hinata was no acceptation.

"Ok." She thought, "Just grab the scroll and report back to Konoha. I mean how hard could it be?"

The sixteen year old crouched behind the pillar, eyeing her target. If she were to strike it would be now. The night would provide cover and she has been scoping the tower for hours. No a single guard in the past hour, that said it was better to play it safe.

She sprinted from her cover and darted from bush to bush getting closer to the ruins with every move. A moment of hesitation. She lets out a long low breath before getting up and she begins to climb the tower. A few bricks loosen as she does so but after years of training she has learnt to be more agile and swift and after another another push she stops. Two guards pass below as she tries her best to remain still and presses her body close to the wall.

She cursed to herself but when they had passed she continued her pursuit. Hinata jumped over the ledge and into the open window. The room was a mess of documents and scrolls. She was running out of time. The girl quickly scanned the room and stopped when she noted a small cupboard.

It would have been easy to miss, to the untrained eye that is, but Hinata had become especially adapt in search missions. It was tucked away in a corner high up, so she grabbed a stool and climbed up. Immediately the little doors were flung open and she began to pull out scrolls with strange symbols she couldn't recognise.

"Red with a purple binding." She reminded herself, shifting through the pile.

Then there it was, buried deep at the back. She stretched her hand out but still she could not reach. And then she slipped, sending the pile tumbling to the floor with a great clunk! Immediately footsteps thumped down below and more joined as they became louder.

Hinata got up from the floor and hastily shifted through the mess on the floor, there were so many, some already unraveled and smothered the ground in paper. Just as she spotted the purple role, a door slammed open and a stampede of men charged in the small space.

A boot connected with her back sending her to the floor. Then the girl felt a sudden pain and when her eyes looked down she saw blood ooze from her back. Her hands grew red as she tried to apply pressure to the wound that she couldn't quite reach.

"If I'm going to die here, I'm going to at least try fulfil my mission." She thought, reaching out.

More blood dripped down her head as more pain arrived. The red liquid smothered her eyes and she tried to clear them. With her blurry vision, the girl grabbed the scroll thought to be the right one but instead took another. With her sticky hands the document slipped, unraveling. Hinata instinct key tried to roll it back up but her bloody fingers simply brushed over the paper.

The last thing she recalled was how strange the writing inside was. Numerals her eyes had never seen before littered the lake in complex patterns. But there was something familiar about the central spiral.

And then everything went bright. The light was so intense that she had to cover her already bloodied eyes. Another thing she noted was how suddenly the template increased. But even more concerning was the lack of sound.

When she eventually removed her hands, she couldn't help but gasp. All around her was dessert and bright blue sky. There were no men or tower anymore. For a moment she was confused, but when she recalled their last moments she briefly remembered the scroll she had grabbed. That swirl in the middle made sense now.

"It was a transportation jutsu!" She yelled. "Idiot. I grabbed the wrong one."

The air was thick and the very dunes ahead seemed to waver and distort in the heat. She sat down taking deep breaths and clutched her wet hair. Then she remembered the pain and finally realised exactly how fucked she was. Out in the dessert, alone, bleeding to death.

For a moment she curled up into a ball and thought about how no one will even no where she is and how she doesn't even know where in the world she has been teleported to, but then she looked up.

There stood a man on a horse, staring down at her. The sun's rays obstructed his face but a hand was visible, inviting her over. She got up and walked over taking the hand, finding much comfort in the notion. She tried to look up but still the sun was too strong. One thing she was blue to stop was the golden star badge pinned to his leather jacket.

Everything then became too intense, the heat, the pain and, even more so, exhaustion. She blacked out.

When Hinata arose she was thankful to see a familiar face.

"Sakura." She mumbled.

The pink haired kunoichi stared back at her baffled then alerted someone else of her consciousness. Ino's face also popped into view. Both girls smiled and greeted the girl.

"About time you got up." Ino stated, her voice sounding a little different.

"We been lookin' after you for about a week now, I was startin' to think you weren't gonna wake up." Added Sakura, voice equally off.

"I'm sorry." Hinata mumbled, "I failed my mission, I wasn't able to get the scroll and..."

The two girls stared back at her like she was talking jibberish.

"You ok lady? Hey Ino you think we gave her too bigger dosage?" Sakura said.

"Maybe, that would explain the crazy talk." Ino then turned to Hinata, "What's a girl like you doing in the dessert anyway? You had an awful bad wound too."

Hinata was confused by this but tried her best to answer, "The scroll... It had a teleportation justu so I guess that's why... What?"

"Jusu? What the heck's a jusu? Missy I think you been out in the heat for too long. Did you fry your brain or somethin'?" Ino added.

"Ino why are you saying that? What's wrong with you guys." Hinata sat up from the bed to better face these imposters.

"Woah. Now how the heck you know my name?" Ino asked.

"That's pretty spooky." Sakura agreed.

"We've been friends for years!" Hinata says, "Don't you recognise me?!"

"Sorry, but we've never seen you in our lives. You're probably just suffering some side effect from the medication." Ino said.

Hinata immediately got up from the bed and cringed as some of the stitches reopened.

"Now look what you've done!" Yelled Sakura, "Get over here, I'll just start over again, not like you care or anything." She grumbled.

"No!" Hinata said, staggering towards the door.

As she stumbled around the room, she took note of how different it was from the Konoha she knew. There were no antlers or rifles displayed in her village and the whole design seemed old fashioned with all the furniture made from wood and no sign of a pug socket anywhere.

She slammed her palms to the wood of the door and flung it open, launching herself into the bustle of the street. A wagon storms past carrying chickens in woven cages. Outside a saloon, A man kisses the hand of a woman in a Victorian styled dress with long sleeves and a corset to tight to be comfortable. The streets blow dust as more horse drawn carriages pass covering the traditional buildings in a cloud of dirt.

Everything about this place seems wrong. Almost like a snipped of life from many years ago when Cowboys fought Indians. Then right at the end where a little building with the sign "Sherif," in big golden letters, a man steps out. The light reflects off his star badge as he readjusts his hat.

"Sasuke?!"

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