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Nibi speaking

You think this will stop me! cam the shrieking growl of the cat demon. His chakra flailed furiously around the man who was attempting to put the seal on a just born baby, his brother's daughter. He prayed for forgiveness as he desperately tried to finish the seal. His brother had made him swear to protect his family when he died, and this is what he was doing. He pushed the thought aside as he focused once more on the seal.

This puny girl will never... Nibi's voice faded as he gazed into the soul of the newborn. Succumb to the power and love that lay in her new heart he surrendered to the seal, vowing to care for this pure heart. The man placing the seal died before it was even finished, but Nibi still rested inside the unclosed cage. Content with watching over this strange child.

"Itachi-kun, come here, the baby is waking up." Itachi Uchiha watched in awe as Renee Uchiha was happily beaming. The village hated what they considered a creature that was growing in the civilian woman's stomach. It made Itachi furious, the idea of people blaming achild for what it didn't even choose for itself. Even as he watched nature seemed to flourish as it attempted to welcome the baby girl. Everything around the newborn seemed to grow, prosper, and glow. Itachi looked down at the sleeping 1 year old in his lap. He imagined his young brother sharing the same fate as he knew the girl would have. He bit his lip and his grip on his brother tightened. He sighed. Even at the age of six he was protective of those he loved.

He hesitantly bent forward to gaze at the unusual baby. Sure enough bright purple eyes gazed at him. He felt a smirk(because Uchiha men don't smile) cross his face.

"I told you she had beautiful eyes. My little Sariah." she said smiling radiantly at him.

"What will you do?" Itachi asked. He knew her husband was no longer there to protect her from the villagers.

"I don't know Itachi-kun. I do not know." She slowly frowned. Her hand went unconsciously to finger the baby's bracelet that had 'SARIAH' written on it.

"Aunt Renee? When will we be able to come again?" Itachi gazed up at her with sad black eyes, they were much to sad for someone of his age in his opinion.

"I...don't know Itachi." She reached out her hand and ruffled his hair. "Take good care of that little brother of yours. Make sure my older brother doesn't push him too far alright, and you as well. I don't want my nephews growing up with the world on their shoulders." she smiled brightly at him, "Now off with you. Your father is waiting." She got up and pushed him slightly toward his impatient father.

Itachi looked back at his aunt who waved to them until they disappeared.

"Sasuke-kun, look" Itachi showed the curious two year old their younger cousin. At the moment she was stubbornly walking toward the flowers at the edge of the yard. Sasuke's eyes widened as he wiggled to be free from his brother. Itachi placed him on the ground and chuckled as he took off toward Sariah. This is the first time Sasuke had ever seen Sariah(he had been asleep the first time). Sariah heard his footsteps and turned, succeeding in losing her balance and starting to topple over. Itachi jumped to catch her but stopped in his tracks as a gust of wind set her upright before she could even fall. He felt his jaw drop.

"That was my reaction the first time too." Renee cam to stand next to her oldest nephew to watch the two children play happily together in the grass. "No matter what happens, it seems if anything is about to hurt her she gets protected. Whether its by the elements themselves or a strange purple chakra."

"Purple Chakra..." Itachi gazed up at his aunt, "The demon is protecting her?"

"It would seem so...That seal isn't completed. I've always known that, but the demon never takes control over her or influences her at all. The only time I see anything to do with the demon its to protect her, not harm her."

"Aunt Renee...are you ok?" Itachi gazed up at his aunt.

She attempted to smile, even as he saw tears brimming in her eyes. "Yes Itachi, I'm alright. It just makes me so happy to see them getting along so well." she shifted his attention to the two kids playing in the grass. Renee had put the one year old's surprisingly long hair up into a pony tail. Her hair was black with bright purple tips, the same color as her eyes. Sariah and Sasuke were busy giggling and blowing dandelion fuzz everywhere. He couldn't remember seeing Sasuke laugh like that before. Itachi felt a real smile cross his lips.

"Itachi, it's time for you and Sasuke to go to the inn. Say goodbye to your aunt and cousin." Itachi's father spat the last word. Itachi flinched in anger but still got up to retrieve his brother. Sariah's purple eyes filled with tears as her only playmate left. Her mother picked her up and gently kissed the top of her head.

"Come on sister, it is time to stand with the council, and you WILL abide by their decision." Fugaku gave the stern order. "Just because you live outside of the clan doesn't mean you can disgrace the name. "

"Yes brother," the woman's grip on the child tightened.

"Such a waste though" she heard him mutter under his breath, "the girl would have had so much potential...two kekkei genkai"

"The abomination will be executed. That is this courts ruling and it will be carried out within the hour." A large man with absolute fear in his eyes stated as he glared down at the baby in Renee Uchiha's arms. Her arms shook as a man stepped forward, preparing to take the baby into his unwilling arms. As she gently began handing him the baby a purple glow made everyone shriek and cover their eyes from the bright light. When the light had gone, so had the baby. The amount of chakra needed to save the baby's life gave the seal a chance to slam the door to Nibi's cage, locking him away from the unprotected child.

"Sariah, get up, you're going to be late for school!" The shout came from downstairs. I groaned. *another day at school huh?* I rolled my eyes at the thought but obediently got out of bed. I grabbed a pair of comfortable jeans and a t-shirt out of my drawer before running a brush through my long hair. People always asked where I got my hair done, but always got mad when I said it was natural. It fell long, straight, and black until the last 3 inches or so, from there it became a brilliant purple that matched exactly to the color of my unusual eyes. With a final sigh I shoved my exercise clothes into my backpack and walked downstairs.

A dark haired woman gave me a hesitant glance as she handed me a lunch. Her eyes flickered nervously. I slipped on my mask of indifference, it didn't matter what I did, every foster home I got put in never lasted, they were always terrified of me. I had never once caused trouble in any of my homes, but still they were terrified. The single person to ever accept me was my social worker, who would apparently be coming soon. I made a mental note to pack my bag that night. Stuffing my lunch into my bag I walked out the door without a look back. The walk to school was short. As soon as I stepped into the schoolyard I could feel the glares on me. I pulled the hood of my sweatshirt up and continued to gaze indifferently at nothing, after all, I was used to this, it had been my life for 12 years. The rest of the day was spent in a similar fashion, full of glares and occasional bullying. I sighed in relief as the final bell rang and I could run out the door. From their I walked to a small martial arts studio not far away. The owner there was one of the few people in this town that wasn't bothered by my presence.

"Sensei." I called, coming out of the locker rooms in a full martial arts uniform.

"Well, if it isn't my little protégé," he smiled and waved me to lead the way into the dojo. As had become our habit, I helped him teach the class even though everyone there was older than I was. At the end of the day I slowly made my way home.

"Hey look, its the freak." some boys from my class came around the street corner at the same time I did. One of them picked up a rock, tossing it in his hand. Then with a smirk he chucked it at me. I threw up my arms to block it but the wind had already sent the rock flying back at the boys. They shrieked and ran away, screaming "MONSTER," as they went. I sighed, yanking my hood up. That always happened, every time I almost got hurt, the wind would pick up, or the person would trip over some dirt, or there was a rare occasion that what they were holding would burst into flames. It all happened by accident of course, but these coincidences always seemed to happen around me. All these things ended up getting blamed on me of course, even though they were the ones who were originally trying to hurt me. I just wanted to leave, go somewhere that I could actually show my martial arts skills, protect my self, and maybe have people I want to protect. Everyday I felt like I was supposed to be somewhere, anywhere else. Every time I got transferred it was always the same, I got picked on immediately and it just got worse as their attempts to bully me failed. I wasn't actually accepted anywhere.

I made up my mind, I made a turn instead of heading home I headed off toward a path that led into the national forest. Once inside the cover of the trees I relaxed. The shade and the peace was welcoming. I stripped off my jacket, still in my martial arts uniform. I took a moment to meditate, drawing out a secret energy. I also had a secret, something I shared with no one. When I went off to train by myself, I could add a strange energy to my muscles and suddenly it would be as if gravity didn't exist, I could move at inhuman speeds, and my strength was beyond belief. I had never had a martial arts trainer, I had just taught myself, it came naturally. It was my one relief from this world that hated me.

Eventually I ran completely out of energy and I grinned. This was also the place I wasn't afraid to show emotion. Content, I walked toward the path and walked toward my house. I came in just in time for dinner.

"S-sit" my foster mother stuttered. I bit my lip, knowing what was coming next. "Sariah, I'm sorry, I can't keep you. Your social worker is coming tomorrow."

I nodded obediently. "I understand. Thank you. For your hospitality so far." I nodded my head and took my plate up to my room. I ate my food in the solitude of my room. It was pizza so it didn't take long. I placed the plate on my dresser and switched off my light. Closing my eyes I curled up into a tight ball on the bed. I took a shuddering breath and fell into sleep.

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