Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Summary: Each door leads her to a different ending. Will she be able to get the ending she wants? A collection of stories.
Always a [Twisted] Ending
{Prologue}
The images of that night were indelible. No, wait, for her, everything about him was unforgettable, pressed hard to her memories. His hair, his voice, his eyes… before she could continue to form the image in her head, a sharp pang of pain shot through her. Her lungs shrieked for breath, threatening to explode, while her body kept on running, running…
And finally, she reached the centre of Time, inside a most sacrosanct place no humans before her had previously set foot upon.
Her chest heaved up and down, her throat was absolutely parched, but she forced herself to open her watery eyes to scan her surroundings. Before her was a huge room, larger than a football field. On the walls were countless doors – all brown, rectangular, and identical in form.
"You've come this far."
The girl frantically looked around for the source of this voice, but found nothing.
"I just want this to end." She spoke up, trying to sound as imposing as possible.
"Of course. And I congratulate you for getting this far, so pick your door."
'And it'll lead to my ending.' The girl thought with relief, but frowned immediately upon seeing what looked like more than a hundred doors surrounding her.
"Which one?"
"That's for you to find out."
"Whatever." The girl's hands tightly clenched into fists. "I'll get the happy ending I want."
Without further hesitation, the girl hurried over to a door, and in she went, disappearing into the darkness.
"Sakura… It will always be a twisted ending."
Fate smiled at the spot where the girl had once stood.
"Now… Let the endings commence!"
a/n: This is a collection of stories that forms one story as a whole.
