Unbearable heat woke me to a fire out of control and my sister packing our weapons and spare clothes into our bags. I jumped out of bed changing out of my night clothes and into my regular clothes. I didn't know why but it was the obvious thing to do seeing Kyoko like this, something bad must be happening. Then I strapped my silver katana to my waist. Kyoko was already dressed and threw my backpack at me then tore a panel out of the floor revealing a safe and punched the metal next to the dial and another panel opened revealing money. She stuffed it all in her backpack and looked out the window quickly.
There were flames in the distance. I could smell smoke that was coming from our house. Kyoko had tears in her eyes and I knew she had just witnessed something horrible and we needed to leave, our parents not coming with us. I looked around at the flames covering our bedroom walls now. Hot tears rolling down my eyes as I kicked out the wall leading outside and started running towards the village limits trying to out of sight. Kyoko was right behind me when I saw our threat, I tall boy with black long hair wearing a big black cloak with red clouds on it. It seemed like time stopped, not in a good way, when I looked at those cold dead eyes.
That's when I usually wake up with a cold sweat remembering and hating that terrible night. I know how the story ends. Never going back to our clan in the Sound Village because it was destroyed in the fire by the Akatsuki, everyone but us killed, and only us to uphold our clan secrets and techniques. But every time I have this dream I desperately wished we could go back and everyone would be alright. They were all just hiding and we could rebuild the houses and continue our life there. But it was impossible, especially with what was going to happen to us.