Day: 2
Time: 6:30 AM
Currently: Covered in the blood of several missing ninja and some of my own.
Chakra: How low can you go?
Weapons: 2 senbon and a kunai. (What a fine arsenal!)
Mission Status: FUBAR
I scramble up the hill. My exhausted legs hinder my progress.
Why the fuck did I have to accept this mission again?
I knew moments after the debriefing that I was way in over my head.
Why did I accept again?
Oh yeah. Stupid pride.
I thought back to what he had said.
Kuniochi, especially medics should stay back instead of going on missions. They are much too fragile and weak.
Stupid bastard.
I trip over a large exposed root and fall right into a mud puddle.
Damn.
As if this mission could not get any worse.