Missed

by Jammix

What happens when the one thing you were good at, the one thing you relied on, is slowly slipping away from you? Tenten wonders this as she stared at her untouched target, worrying about her future. A struggle with weakness, doubts and the hurt of being as useless as she always promised she'd never be.

1. Prologue

Prologue

I worried. I worried a lot, actually. Because, unlike most, there wasn't any guarantee for my future as a shinobi. I didn't have the promise of becoming a great legend. I didn't have the strength or determination, or the brains, or the brawn, or the beauty and I sure as hell wasn't a prodigy. I didn't have the entire village cheering me on, or a big clan to train me, or even a small family to push me in the right direction.

All I had was my weapons, a tiny arsenal of jutus and a cold empty apartment, that no matter how small it was, always felt one person too big.

So that's why now, as I stare at my target, I'm worrying. Oh god, I'm worrying. Because the one thing that I was good at, because the one thing I depended on, was being taken away from me.

Because, well, I missed.

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AN: Trust me, that actual chapters are going to be longer, I promise. Have fun and eat potatoes.

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