Hey there, this is my naruto fanfic that I promised would be up and running. I came here to become a better writer and to also have unique non-cliché and realistic fanfiction.i hope to make my character as realistic, and round as possible. Be warned this fanfic will contain mature themes that aren't suitable for children, as are most of my written works. I will try not making her a Mary sues and yes this is a naruto fanfic!
Proguole
I walked quickly hoping to make it home before I got even wetter, thunder flashed and rain belted the ground mercilessly. I clutched my gray leather jacket closer though it did nothing against the frozen gusts of wind; the slick sidewalk makes me slip for the umpteenth time. I decide to take a shortcut home through a narrow, dim and damp alley; I knew that this could be a bad decision but I was desperate, ravenous and bitter. The passageway is even darker upon entry but I increase my pace and marched through, I took a corner that would bring to a busy intersection. I suddenly hear quite footsteps following me, and I realize that this is the third time since entering the alley that I heard them. Panic creeped up my spine as I quicken my pace to a full out sprint, seconds later something yanked me by my hair and dragged me back to the unforgiving darkness. A scream erupted from my throat but was drowned out by a deep rumble from the sky.
'No I can't die now, please god no! No!' with those words through my head, my eyes pricked with tears and I struggled, but the person applied unbearable pressure to my head, making me black out with pain. I woke up to a dusty gun pointed at my head; my attacker crouched in front of me with a predatory look. Thick muscles ran along his body, his arm was covered in scars and a prominent snake tattoo. His face was lean and hungry surrounded by a mob of light hair and his piercing gray eyes looked at me with a sick fascination.
"Well, hello you were quite some dilemma" he leers cocking the gun. My eyes widened and my stomach flipped with dread when I recognized him. 'He was going to kill me, and no one would know', I thought of pictures of my mutilated, bloody body being found. I thought of the look horror and shock that would be on my parent's faces, and that sent me into hysteria. A scream so shrill and deafening left my throat burning; something hard collided with my face knocking me to the wall. I clutched my face only to feel something dripping from my nose; a coppery tang filled my mouth and oozed out of my open mouth. I looked through teary eyes as the man pulled the trigger. My ears rang while the bullet lodged itself in the wall next to my head, and my heart was pounding at a rate that was frightening. Risk was inevitable when he drew closer; I kicked sharply at the hand holding the gun sending it flying out into the sidewalk, and stumbled to my feet just as the stranger came to punch me. I ducked when his fist came near my face and kneed him as hard as I could in the groin, I then roundhouse kicked him in the face when he doubled over. My bag lay forgotten near the sidewalk but I made no move to get it. I turned around and fled as fast as I could, thunder flashed overhead as the man recovered and rushed towards me. Searing pain traveled through my body and I found myself falling thought a hole in the floor, blackness clouded my vision as I fell towards my death. Ressa Fang, a track and martial art genius escaped a murderer and fell through a hole in the floor made by lightening… what a twisted way to die. I woke up to a raw pain in my body; I lay on the floor somewhere alive. My ears buzzed, my face was swollen, and my forearms were burnt. I slowly stood up trembling hard with the effort, everything blurred as if a frosted glass was put in front of my eyes. I noticed that my body was shaking uncontrollably, my were blistered and goose pumps covered every inch of my body. I stayed still for a moment unaware of my surroundings, and I can't recall what happened to me though it seemed important. I was walking home when…memories of the attack returned so quickly I collapse. I hear a groan underneath me my body and froze, slowly I looked down gray eyes stared into my hazel ones, I scrambled off hastily. He grunted and I identified for the first time since waking up how his arm was bent in an unnatural position, bruises and scratches disfigured his skin. His dirty blonde hair was knotted with blood, he seemed disoriented and in pain. I spun around and stumbled away from him. The sky darkened and I didn't know how long I staggered through the dense woods; massive trees that were intertwined and clustered together grew everywhere. After sometime I started hearing shouts and chatting close ahead, I carefully poked my head through the trees spotting a couple dozen effervescent and thunderous carriages. After some thought I decided to go with them so I quietly sneaked into one of the middle carriages and pulled something that felt like cloth on top of my beat up body. I was asleep before my head touched the carriage floor.