She cursed him. She cursed that awful snake and his brainwashed goon. It was pointless now. She had lost her fight. In the end she didn't have the strength to even finish off his underling. "I guess this is my fate." Anko thought bitterly as she floated in her subconscious with anger. She pondered what on earth Kabuto's intentions were.

With nothing to do she began to wander around in no particular direction. Her mind was trying to make her believe she was home but she knew it was a lie. She tried peering outside the windows but the curtains were like metal. Unable to make them budge she gave up. It seemed she was stuck in the living room. All the doors to her home were locked with only the kitchen living room available. None of the cabinets opened or the refrigerator. Why was her mind using this place?

"Mooom! Mommy?! Moooom!" Her reflexes triggered her kunai mechanism and she threw it at the door. Her heart raced threatening to explode from her chest. "That sounded like a...child." Unsure of what to do she remained still. A few moments passed and she heard nothing. "I-I guess I imagined it...".

She waited a little more almost daring her senses to say something again but no response came. "Hmmph, I hope someone comes before I really do lose it!" She tried to lie on her back but couldn't as she was stuck in this levitational state. This was aggravating and a bore. "How long will I be stuck like this?" She let her head hang as she closed her eyes trying to think what else she could chakra wasnt responding, she already gave everything a good kick with no success, even tried "secret" passwords only to slap herself mentally for being so childish.

"Auuugh!" A melting heat jolted her from her tranquility as the curse mark became active. "Oh boy, what now?!" Through gritted teeth she writhed in pain as the mark began to stretch her skin and bloat. She felt as something slithered on her back no doubt it was a snake. Through teary eyes she saw as a giant white serpent came out of her and was disappearing into a curse mark of heaven on the floor.

The pain was making her immobile. She had to go after it. No doubt it was Orochimaru who was behind this. Finally the serpent finished emerging from her skin and she quickly dashed after it. "Oh no you don't". With a heel kick she tried stomping on it but only managed to stun her foot as the mark disappeared and the wood refused to be damaged. She rolled on the ground clutching her foot, cursing all kinds of profanity at her former teacher.

"Really Anko, ladies shouldn't use that kind of language." Anko jumped, simultaneously hitting her head on the table. There was that voice again! It was still calling out for it's mother. But the one that had just called her name... was different. She couldn't recognize it but it was a boys voice. She was sure of it. Whose it was? She couldn't make out.

She looked up at where the source had come from to find that the door was wide open and a small blurred figure stood there. It was a mesh of color and fog with the light from the outside bright like spring daylight. The figure approached her casually. "Come on Anko! We don't want to be late today!" Panicking she crawled away from the figures advances. "S-stay away from me!...Huh?" Her voice! It...it was her voice but sounded younger.

Finally a realization dawned on her. She was in her home. A chill spread as she realized it wasn't the same home she was currently living in...it was her parents home! Why didn't she realize it before? As she looked around she then realized a lot of the furniture had gotten taller and bigger. She stood up slowly and looked over what she could of herself. Her wrists had white warmers, warmers she had burned a long time ago that had been a gift from Orochimaru for her progress.

She was wearing one of her common outfits she wore as a child for missions. Her favorite red/burgundy shirt. Somehow or another she had reverted into a child. "W-wait what's going on?! Who are you? What is up with that punk yelling outside?" She glared at the figure, expecting an answer. Something was off here. That snake leaving her body, then all of a sudden realizing she was in her parents house, the door finally opening, the boy outside that wouldn't stop calling out for his mother! "You don't know? Hmmm, maybe it hasn't all come back yet..."

Anko stared baffled at the unidentifiable figure. "Come...back? What does that mean?! Tell me what is going on. You know don't you?!" The figure made a motion as if nodding at her. "I do. That is true but the problem is you need to figure out on your own. Or else the shock could...well it won't be pretty. I guess it's better that you remember slowly. Quick question...out of curiosity can you see me? Can you recognize who I am?" She looked at the figure carefully but it was no use. It was all blurry to her. She shook her head. "No sorry I can't recognize you, but I can kinda see you? I guess. Your all...," She waved her hands around gesturing at his unsolid form. "...blurry but with some color. Your mostly blue."

The figure seemed to look at her for a moment quietly thinking. "Oh okay then. Well come on Anko. We don't want to keep them waiting." Surprised he grabbed a hold of her hand leading her to the doorway. "Don't worry everything will clear up soon." As they stood on the doorway she was able to see the old field of tall grass that had long since been paved over. Although the sun was bright she managed to see two people were also outside.

She could hear more clearly the child calling out to its mother, recognizing it as a boys voice too. She saw how the leaves rustled as another shadowy figure was looking for something among the grass. The major color for him was yellow. The child noticed the two at the doorway. "Oh, hi Anko! Good morning! Come on lets get going." The small mysterious boy ran towards the final and third figure who was waiting patiently under the shade of a lone tree.

Anko felt all the color flood from her body as she could clearly see the man that was waiting for them. His hair was neatly tied in a ponytail and shorter than what she was used to seeing. He was wearing the standard jonnin uniform but his had a few extra pockets for holding his equipment. "Y-you...Orochimaru!" It was strange looking into his eyes, they were lacking their usual feral glow. As a matter of fact his entire physical demeanor was rather...passive.

"Come on lets go." The child-sized fog waved at them to come over as he stood next to Orochimaru. "Come on Anko, we will help you remember again." He lead her through the grass, humming a familiar tune but again it just itched her brain and she was unable to remember. She looked behind as the house seemed to disappear from view on the horizon, slowly approaching the man she despised. Even as she glared she couldn't bring herself to say something to him. To reproach at him, she felt conflicted as if all that he had done...was no longer important.

Finally going to get this one rolling, there will be more chapters to come up soon! Stay awesome! :3