AD: Hey! Just wanted to say, this is my first Naruto story! Did you guys know that Naruto was actually what first got me interested in FF? So I thought I should write a Naruto story. Besides, I got a pretty good idea last night. (I don't know why I like working with my OCs.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Snake's Assassin

Prologue

My home was between Iwa no Kuni, The Land of Stones, and Konoha no Kuni, The Land of Tree and Leaf. My small village was just on the borderline of Iwa no Kuni, actually. I don't know exactly why, but it always snowed.

Since my village was so small, it's not as crowded as some of the more popular villages of Iwa no Kuni. Most of the buildings belonged to the other villagers instead of shops. Of course we had a few here and there, but we usually had to go to the main village for supplies.

My mommy and daddy were ninja for The Land of Stones, so I stayed with my grandma. Though I was only five, I was the one looking after her most of the time since she was so old, not to be disrespectful!

I wanted to be a ninja like Mommy and Daddy, but they said that I couldn't attend the classes since we lived so far away. I suggested that we could move closer, but they quickly dismissed they idea. So, instead, they taught me when they were home. Not about fighting or being a ninja…but about the villages, their history, and about the different Kages. It surprised me how much they knew. It was all really interesting to me, too.

So here I sit in my small, wooden house keeping a careful eye on Grandma. Mommy and Daddy are out on a mission, they should return tomorrow. Which brings me to daydream about being a ninja, but Grandma's sudden snores jerk me out of my fantasies and I'm forced to sit there attentively watching her. Mommy told me her heart might give out any day now. I'm scared. I don't want to lose Grandma.

*time skip*

The next day I ran to the entrance to my village. I could see Mommy and Daddy as dots on the horizon. I jumped up and down trying to warm myself up. Snow was falling as it did every day. That's what gave this village its name of The Village Surrounded in Snow. I rubbed my arms. I only wore a sleeveless white kimono with a blue obi. They aren't the warmest.

As soon as my parents were closer I ran off towards them.

Daddy grinned and bent over to pick me up. He swung me around before setting me on his hip.

"Hey there, Yuki-Cade." He only called me that when he and Mommy returned from one of their missions. I buried my face in the crook of his neck.

"I'm glad you two are home," I said through Daddy's neck.

Mommy sighed. "I'm glad we're home, too," she said taking me from Daddy and hugging me. I returned the embrace. "We missed you, Yuki."

"I missed you guys, too."

Holding each of their hands, we walked back to the village. When we entered the house we found Grandma asleep in her chair.

Mommy sighed again and wrapped Grandma in a blanket.

"And I yell at you for not thinking," Mommy said to me. I blushed. "Which I should since you weren't wearing anything overtop of your kimono!"

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Heh, whoops."

Mommy smiled understandingly and I smiled as well.

I grinned back and ran to the front window. I had to stand on my tiptoes just to peer out. The snow had lightened and it was already getting dark out. The moon and stars lit up the night. It was beautiful.

A dark figure approached the door.

"Daddy's back!" I exclaimed running over to where Mommy was sitting watching me.

She smiled gently and unlocked the door to let Daddy in. He had gone out to make sure everything was alright with the village. I had assured him everything was, but he wanted to check, just in case.

"Alright, little lady, I think it's time for your bedtime," Daddy said picking me up.

I groaned, but nodded.

Tucking me into my bed, Daddy tickled me with his nose that was freezing cold from being outside. I giggled and kissed his cheek. He grinned and shook his head like a dog would, spraying me with water from the snow with his shaggy, brown hair, his blue eyes were bright with laughter.

I took my appearance after my mother who had long blonde hair that fell to her waist, like mine, and green eyes. Though, instead of inheriting her blonde hair, mine was white.

I hugged Daddy around his neck. "Night, Daddy."

"G' night, Yuki."

As he left, Mommy came in. "Good nigh, Yuki," she said kissing my forehead. "I love you."

"Love you, too, Mommy. Good night."

Daddy stuck his head in the door. I laughed at his expression. "Love you, Yuki!

"I love you, too, Daddy."

Mommy gave him a funny look before beating him out of the room playfully.

I giggled to myself. I loved my parents and I knew they loved me, too.

*Early the Next Morning*

Before the sun was up the next day, I awoke. I didn't even know what woke me. I flipped over onto my stomach trying to fall back asleep. It didn't work. Instead, I was fully awakened by a loud cry.

I jumped into a sitting position. I could hear my heart beating loudly against my chest. I was panting and suddenly I noticed my sweating palms. I got out of my bed and nervously made my way to the kitchen, slowly opening the Japanese decorated screen door. This was one of the times I really wished Mommy and Daddy would let me have a kunai. I had nothing to protect myself. Oh well, Daddy just probably got a snack and accidentally slammed the cupboard on his finger. At least, that's what I wanted to think.

I finally got myself to step into kitchen. I saw a man dressed all in black with the bottom half of his face covered. He was flipping what looked like a bloodied kunai in one hand repeatedly. I squeaked in surprise and hid behind the wall.

I knew he saw me because when I looked over my shoulder I saw his piercing gaze on me, but he shrugged and left the house. He didn't go through the door, he smashed carelessly through the wall along with the support beam and walked away without glancing back.

I ran out of my hiding place and made my way down the hall at my top speed to Mommy and Daddy's room. I found them lying in their bed. I caught myself before I could sigh in relief. The man's kunai had been bloody. I knew enough from hearing my parents' stories about bad ninja like him. Something must've happened. Besides, everything was still, too still.

As I walked closer to the bed my nose connected with a metallic smell that I knew was blood. My heart drooped to the floor.

"No," I whispered. "He didn't do that. It was someone else." The man just carried in the stench with him, I tried to get myself to think.

This is not happening.

I looked at Mommy and Daddy and cried out in disbelief. This was happening…

The blankets that covered Mommy and Daddy were stained with blood. And they were continuing to be soaked by the red liquid that was coming somewhere near their chests. I also saw blood flowing sluggishly down Mommy's chin, Daddy's, too.

I shook Mommy's arm. "Mommy," I wailed quietly. "Mommy, wake up, please."

She didn't move. I ran over to the other side of the bed. I tapped Daddy's shoulder.

"Daddy, Mommy won't wake up!" I couldn't keep the hysteria out of my voice as it rose.

I shook him harder. "Daddy! Mommy!" I broke into tears.

Stumbling and tripping, I made my way blindly into the front room.

"Grandma, please, help me!"

She still sat in her chair with her chin slumped limply on her chest. I shook her shoulder as well. My hand shoot back as if burned and I held it against my chest when I felt it touch wetness. Blood. "Grandma!"

I could see the blood splattered on the floor.

Shaking my head, I backed up quickly, tripping over my feet and falling on the wooden floor. My eyes were wide in fright. I pushed myself up and ran out of the house.. Half of it had already collapsed.

Everywhere I ran there was blood all over the floors. I ran to my best friend's house. I found her lying in her bed. At first, I didn't see any blood and I was relieved. I hugged her tightly. My eyes opened widely and I shoved the body of my friend away. She was dead. The blanket thick blanket had only hid the blood coming from her stomach.

I huddled in the corner of the room shaking with silent sobs, though no tears came. My eyes were only wide with shock and fright. By this time I was completely covered in the villagers' blood from checking if any were alive. None were. They were all dead. I could feel the blood slowly drying on my face. Why was I still alive?

As the sun rose I ran back to my crumbling house. I notice the light bouncing off of the red snow. There was blood out here, too? I hid behind one of the still standing pillars. I wrapped my arms around my bare arms since I was only in my nightgown, but it wasn't from the cold. My breath came in short, ragged gasps, my eyes were squeezed shut.

Though it felt as if time had stopped the sun rose anyway, it was a blood red color. A color I tried to block from my mind. Blood. It was all over me. The blood of my friends and fellow villagers.

I'm only five years old.