Creation
The room was so dimly lit that he couldn't tell from one side of the room to the other. All he knew that he was laying on padded bedding waiting for something.
He thought he was dead. Cold and unbreathing, dead as life itself. Nothing seemed right. Was everything he was currently experiencing real? It sure felt real but he was dead or close to death anyway…
He tried to move his fingers only to have a numbness run down his body. Then he sensed movement in the room. What was in the room? He couldn't lift his head as much as he tried to look and see for himself.
His senses were sent reeling as ice cold liquid was poured onto his skin. Air left his lungs faster than he could breathe it back in. The feeling of skin prickling made him shiver slightly but his body didn't respond the way he thought it would.
His body was fully paralyzed of movement from the neck down besides the rising and falling of his chest. Thoughts of death and blood remained in his mind as he racked his brain for an explanation of what he was currently experiencing.
No movement.
No sensation.
He had to be dead.
If he wasn't dead then why wasn't he?
Fingers ran threw his hair lightly tugging and twirling the blonde hairs in their hands. His eyes tried focusing in on the person hovering just above. His vision blurred and his breathing hitched again.
"Shh…"
Their hands continued to gently massage his scalp and his eyes began to close. Then he felt a warm liquid… it was faint but still there nonetheless.
Even with his blurry vision he could still make out the blood on their hands as they retreated back to be observed, at least he knew he was in trouble to say the least.
He might not know who was helping him but he was grateful that someone was there to ease the pain. But why had they risked their life just to save his?
War was a terrible way to end clashes between two or more groups of people. All had different beliefs which the nations wanted to protect no matter what. No one could take away the very beliefs that made the nations strong yet peaceful. Ninjas were created to help protect these ideals and the people that religiously followed them.
War made new destruction and new ideas. Humans aren't perfect nor do they know what could happen next. That's why peace and revenge, two complete opposites, clash and will in defiantly clash forever until the end of time.
The creation of chakra beasts were meant to keep all nine nations peaceful but with these great powers came great destruction. Unfortunately the nations took these gifts for granted and waged more wars in order to gain the beasts for themselves.
These gifts brought greed and with greed comes war, once this mistake was caught by the very people who created them, the beasts began to disappear from the earth. No one could have predicted such a disaster leaving all the nations to pick up the pieces after the fact. But these nations never truly learned the lesson of peace and the importance of keeping it so the battle between peace and revenge continues.
Ninjas are in the middle of it all, leaving many to die before they even reach their mid- twenties. It was only fourteen years ago when a new beast came into existence. It was a child with the powers of one of the legendary tailed beasts, Shukaku. This creation was called a jinchuuriki, a human vessel of a tailed beast.
The jinchuuriki wasn't as great as the real tailed beasts but with enough research and development, the Wind Country created the next greatest weapon for war. Thus throwing the world into another battle to the death killing hundreds upon thousands of ninjas and innocent lives that happen to be in the way.
The hands returned and began to run their fingers threw his hair again. His vision began to clear only to catch the person tasting his blood with impeccable interest. His brows furrowed at the action. If only he could voice all the questions that were currently running in his mind.
The cool liquid that was previously poured on him continued to slide off his toned body and onto the mattress pad beneath him. Sweat collected on his forehead and the rest of his body as the room began to grow warm.
Suddenly clear of the blurred lines clouding his vision, he could make out the very person helping him. Her hair was dull pink, at shoulder length, but with the candle lights it retained an orange hue. He set his eyes onto her face following her rather large forehead to find calm, jade eyes carefully examining his rather frazzled body. Her eyes narrowed then relaxed as a polite smile formed across her perfect face.
"You are quite lucky, Uzumaki Naruto." She softly whispered taking a cold cloth and wiping it across his forehead.
How the hell did she know his name?
His dried lips cracked open to voice his question only to feel air rushing out of his lungs. He could taste blood seeping into his mouth.
"Shh…" She touched his lips silencing him. "Human are cruel aren't they?"
Naruto watched as her jade eyes trailed from his face down to the rest of his body.
Her head turned back to his and she continued speaking. "But you seem different compared to the others."
She reached her hands out to cup his face and leaned down to kiss his forehead. He closed his eyes in response to the very intimate touch and felt her lips linger. Blood trailed down his chin and neck.
The girl ignored it and placed his head back onto the pillow beneath it.
His eyes fluttered open to find her eyes sparkling in the dark. "I see you have many questions."
He did his best to nod only to feel a shock of pain run down his spine.
She touched his face and smiled again. "Careful… you're supposed to be dead."
Naruto's eyes widened at the comment and panic began to set in.
"I can save you, of course, if you want to be saved." He watched as her hands began to glow a light green.
They disappeared over his chest and a sudden coldness developed in his lungs. An unfamiliar tightness became recognized and disappeared before he could even cry out. The coldness stopped and his breathing became normal besides the panting that he was currently experiencing.
"Of course I can't just use this jutsu to save you." Her eyes darkened. "I will have to use something else, something more powerful."
"What are you…" Naruto struggled between breaths.
The girl interrupted him again. "It will change your whole life."
He remained quiet and carefully studied her face for some sort of explanation only to come up short.
"All I need is your trust and I will do it."
He closed his eyes slowly and turned his head to face the ceiling not sure of what was to come but what other choice did he have if he didn't accept.
"I shall begin then." She smiled sadly and moved down to his lower abdomen.
Naruto hadn't realized he had fallen asleep but when he awoke, chanting echoed throughout the room. He tried to call out for someone but no words came out only rasps of air.
Her face appeared, their eyes greeting each other. The chanting came to a stop and the scent of blood and death filled his nostrils. Nausea kicked in and his stomach churned at the wretched smell.
Her hand cupped his chin checking over his face. "The smell won't last long… I'm still cleaning you up." She gently wiped her thumb across his jawline watching the shivers that followed behind.
He nodded trying to swallow the impending heave back down his throat.
The girl let out a long sigh before releasing his chin and moving back towards the wreckage. Naruto stared up at the ceiling trying to calm himself. Everything was happening so fast around him; he had no idea how to handle it all. His body was still paralyzed, maybe forever, and he gave up his life to a girl he hardly knew.
The only reassurance he had right now was the fact that he couldn't see his injuries or feel them.
Her chanting started again. It was a strange language she was using. It sounded dark and powerful. With each word it rang in his ears and he had to keep reminding himself to breath.
She stood up, hovering over him for a second, and then disappeared to light more candles around the room. He turned his head and let the scent of blood and death slowly being covered with vanilla and lavender.
She moved gracefully around the room, her gold and green summer kimono flowing easily with the movements of her body. Then he watched as she fingered over some pages in a fairly large book. Whispering quietly and nodding as she went through several pages then closed the book before checking over her shoulder staring straight at him.
Grabbing a few more supplies she headed back over towards the boy and started sprinkling what he presumed to be water on his body.
When the girl returned her hands were beginning to glow a strange red aura. He was so hypnotized by the color he didn't realize that she was trying to speak to him.
"Huh?" He managed to rasp out.
Her eyes showed impatience while her smile did not. "This is going to feel a little strange so please bear with me."
Naruto raised an eyebrow and was about to respond when a burning sensation touched his abdomen. An intense pain erupted as the aura began to rip through his very skin. He thought he couldn't feel anything but now he understood why he couldn't move.
The longer her hands stayed in one spot the more he wanted to take back what was happening. His whole body shook violently and foam began to form at the sides of his mouth.
He was choking with each breath of air and tears began to run down his face. He had never experienced such a pain before in his life. He could feel blood seeping from his wounds and the one time he let his gaze shift to where her hands were working, he could see his flesh being torn away layer by layer.
The girl cooed trying to sooth his pain but he began to scream at the top of his lungs trying to make her stop. When she finally came to a halt, an overpowering stench took over the room.
It was the stench of burning flesh. He knew of this smell because of the time he accidentally burned his left arm on the oven trying to prevent an apartment fire. All that was left was a fairly large scar from his elbow down to his wrist.
"I told you it would hurt but I can't stop now." Her voice echoing around them.
When he looked over, he could see her rubbing his wrist with affection, smiling softly when both of their eyes met once again.
"I have to continue."
He looked away and shut his eyes once again. She let go of his wrist, heading straight back to work. Her hands developed the red aura and as soon as her hands met his abdomen, all of the pain came rushing back.
It felt like hours before the girl finally stopped. Naruto kept passing out and was so disorientated from the smells around him, he couldn't think straight. She had to stop the process a few more times because he had stopped breathing and was convulsing risking more injuries to his body.
Now as the boy rested, she soaked her hands in a bowl full of violet liquid, catching her breath as she chanted quietly peeking glances at the blond.
His chest was still burning as if the red aura was still attached to his stomach. His tears were drying and he could feel his body coming back under his control.
"Can I know your name?" Naruto asked between breaths.
The girl didn't acknowledge his question. Instead she stayed quiet chanting louder to ignore him. But when he repeated his question twice as loud, she couldn't help but shoot him a silencing glance.
His whole body tensed.
"You need to rest now." She removed her hands from the violet liquid and wiped them on a towel before reaching out for the boy.
She ran her hands over his whole body and began to whisper in her strange language.
Naruto strained his ears to listen but didn't catch a single word of her jumbled sentences. His hands clenched together at his sides and willed himself to get up. If he wanted answers then he would have to force them out of her.
The sudden action caused the girl to flinch and she frowned seeing him struggle.
"Lay down." Her voice commanded and much to his surprise he fell back onto the futon. "And stay still, Naruto."
A sickening feeling rose from his stomach as a new wave of sickness took over.
The girl watched his face grow pale and helped him sit up, holding a bowl in front of his face. Just as she adjusted his position against her body the blond finally threw up. Blood oozed out of his mouth and mixed in with the unrecognizable matter.
He felt her hand rubbing along his spine making a new wave of nausea hit. Another heave came out seconds later causing more blood to spurt out along with it. Her hands did the same action again making more splash into the bowl.
"Are you making me puke?" Naruto managed to say between breaths. His throat burned along with his stomach but he ignored it the best he could.
The girl adjusted him against her chest and squeezed tighter letting her hands travel to other places on his half naked body.
"It's to make room for something new." She informed him finishing her examination.
"And why would that be happening exactly?" He moved his face to meet hers as his forehead bumped into her chin. Their eyes meeting again.
"You aren't pure anymore. You've been created into a new life."
Naruto kept his eyes glued on hers. "How so?"
"I want you to rest now."
"Tell me what you did."
She shook her head. "I cannot do that right now. You need to build your strength up while your old body breaks down."
His eyes narrow dangerously. "What do you mean?"
"Please rest Naruto. We will talk later."
Her hands moved over his eyes and before he knew it, she was gone.
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