A/N: Well. Apparently, this is my second attempt at a Naruto fanfic. xD Judgement-free zone. I thought my old sucked, so I'm scrapping it and trying again.
Please do review. Critiscism is definitely accepted. :)
Thanks!
-Cat
Nicole Summers was dying.
Dead. At fourteen. She was so young. But she couldn't stop the life from draining out of her body.
Nicole winced, gripping the gaping hole in her stomach, where she'd just been shot four times.
She had no idea who wanted her dead.
A minute went by.
Her vision blurred.
The beating of her heart slowed.
And just when Nicole was sure it was going to stop beating altogether, a pair of arms scooped her up.
It felt like whoever was holding her was jumping from tree to tree.
Her heart rate continued to drop. Her vision continued to blur.
Just when her eyes began to close, they dropped back onto the ground. The last thing Nicole saw was the somber and worried expression on an oddly familiar, tough-looking blond boy who couldn't be much older than herself.
And even though his facade said "never backs down" and "head like a brick", she could tell his heart was in the right place just by looking into his ocean-blue eyes. A thousand emotions shone through them.
Then Nicole's eyes squeezed shut.
She heard the boy yell in agitation and hit something.
And as her heart gave its final beats, she perceived a name.
Uzumaki Naruto.
And then she heard nothing, felt nothing, saw nothing, smelled nothing, tasted nothing.
A/N: I know, I know, annoyingly short and not descriptive of Nicole's looks. _ Trust me, I'll go longer in the future and she will be described. Bear with me?
-Cat