Prologue
She rushed through the trees, icy blue hair steaming behind her like a mad herd of wild mustangs. Her eyes glance behind on the route that she came through with an intense mix of emotions.
"I won't make it! Oh, please make it!"
Her pursuer's shadow whipped on the trees to match the pace of the icy-haired girl. Branches grabbed at her, tearing her well-kept, yet blood spattered, clothes. But she didn't care -she was still emotionally and physically scarred from what she had just witnessed. Why did they have to die? Why? Jumping from the branches, she stumbled -yet remained upright- onto the ground. What had happened? Why did it happen? How had It happened? Questions flooded her mind as she raced to wards the village up ahead. She didn't even know why she was running. Was she running in fear, or resolution? But, in resolution of what? How?
Suddenly, a sharp, Metallic object hit her left shoulder from above, for her pursuer had stayed in the trees. She cringed and muffled a painful scream. Even more blood soaked onto her black top. The deep crimson liquid flowed steadily from the wound that the object was lodged deeply into. She became even more... afraid? No, that wasn't the word. Concerned, Anxious, Sad, Angry, what was this feeling? A stronger resolve? Yes, that was what was flowing through her every thought and feeling. Warm, salty liquid gathered together at the edges of her deep purple, anger inflicted eyes.
The figure who was chasing her jumped onto the ground and landed delicately, unlike the person before it. The girl made a weak attempt to injure her opponent, throwing anything sharp within her pale, shaking reach, for she was still in deep shock and was not able to react as well as she was normally able. The figure simply dodged, and didn't even retaliate with another attack, but kept on the chase, none the less. Slowly, a weak grin desperately tugged at the edges of the icy-haired girl's grief-stricken expression. The gates of the village loomed steadily closer on the horizon like a weak, yet blinding light at the end of a scared pathway on the edge of death. Her speed increased in a last, desperate sprint for life, but she was steadily matched by the pursuing mass of shadow. The girl's legs were numb, and her feet were bleeding -a pain she had never experienced before. Open gates, calling out to her -they were her last hope! never again would she take large, open gates for granted. Unable to contain it any longer, she yells out from the incomprehensible pain. Sprinting with all the life left in her to wards the gates, She stumbled in fatigue. So dizzy! She skidded to a slow and painful halt.
"S-sa-afe..."
Her vision became flecked with spots , and the dark colored spots soon ate at the edges her vision until She was overcome with darkness. The girl collapsed out of exhaustion and shock, right inside the Konoha gates.