I do not own Naruto, just my under development character and my plot. Her life is in my hands and this was made because I felt like I owed it to my readers, followers , as well as reviewers as few as they are since I haven't given them anything new to look at.
The beginning of another's end may seem like a myth, but it is indeed possible. But don't think it's not painless and doesn't bring consequences along with it. The life as someone else…someone I'm not. But how do I know who I am when I can't even remember my last name. Easy…the bits and pieces that I do know always come in fragments. But let me stop boring you. Let me tell you how I remember my so-called beginning…
It's warm, the noises outside were muffled though so I can't tell where I am. Do I even have a name? Wait! There's a light, what's going on?! It's too bright for me to see anything and it's blurry too…I still don't know what's going on. I'm afraid, who are these creatures, are they monsters out to get me?
"Shih now little Kaede, mama's here now, no need to cry" a woman's voiced soothed me, it sounded familiar but it was also foreign at the same time. Who was this person that called herself my mother..what was that anyways?
My tears slowed to nothing as she held me close, even warmer than the place before. Things were still blurry as a I searched for her, my hands waved as far as they could reach.I felt something soft and yanked with my barely developed muscles.
"Oh Kaede..that's my hair." The voice weakly reproached me. Something was wrong...she sounded so strong only moments ago. What happened?
The door opened slowly and stayed ajar long enough for me to make out the words, "too week...may not make it...I'm...baby's fine..almost didn't make...going to keep it?" but I heard no reply. There was no need for one as the door slammed the rest of the way open to reveal a blurry figure that radiated strong black aura..who was this...what's going on? Where was the warmth going, it's fading to fast!
"..." my tears and blubbering cut through the painful silence as the comforting heat slipped away from me and the arms that held me so close were no limp and unmoving.
A grunt and a begrudgingly loose hold not a minute later calmed me enough to slow the tears again.
"You're a sensitive little runt aren't you?" The male blur mumbled to himself, it caused me to giggle and reach out for him. His voice also familiar, but I've never known it to be anything but coincidence and nothing more. Sighing he carried me away from the cold room just to put me into a clear cage. What was he doing? I don't belong here, what did I do?! Someone help me out of this place, I want the warm place again, where is she? It's so cold!
Without much prompting the blubbering began once more and no one was there to make the coldness of being alone leave.
It was so dark in the cold place surrounded by nothing but clear walls. Why aren't these other blurry objects worried about someone coming back for us? What was that noise?
The door opened with a low creak and a nurse walked in to do her rounds making sure every small new born was coping well. His head swerved quickly as a whimper reached his ears.
"What's this, someone seems to be awake?" he wandered around the nursery trying to find the source of the noise hoping to silence them before they woke the others.
As he reached it however, he froze and stiffly turned and walked away. 'I hope that child never makes it out of here'
With that thought echoing in his mind, he moved faster before the guilt caught up to him for leaving a child behind. 'Why would they even permit that being to even live?'
His walk hastily turned into a run. He never wanted to see that thing ever again. A woman's face entered his thoughts didn't help him feel anymore pleased with himself for leaving a defenseless babe without the comfort.
"Please forgive me..I can't do this Takaro.." he whispered into the air and turned back sprinting back to the nursery.