Power has a Feminine name.


I wanted to try something new. And I'm not sure if I'll ever continue this story I just want to hear some response on it.

Without further ado, read at your own risk.


Haruno Sakura was on her first solo mission.

And it felt blissfully good.

A strict wind blew by her camp, deeply hidden high in the foreign mountains outside the village she was currently infiltrating. She had yet to remember it's name although she had been out here for almost five months. Drops of water tapped outside the cabin she had created for herself. It was crammed but enough for her alone. Here in the country of swamp, far across the sea she felt segregated from every haunting memory of her home.

The mission was simple of nature but, had taken an unexpected turn and the duration of her task had become exceptionally longer than expected. She was assigned a simple infiltration mission, in the hopes of gaining valuable intel of the country's military and plans on further attacks. Land of cave's federal lord had personally journeyed across the sea to request Haruno Sakura face to face with the Hokage. Tsunade had strongly advised against it but no words could change the lord's mind. Ha apparently already had his eyes on the price and there was no stopping him the second Sakura lifted her inked thumb of the contract.

It was however no surprise that the lord had requested her personally. Over the years, she had gained the recognition she had craved as a genin. A chance to shine and show her worth. That moment had been years ago, and she had earned her place in the ranks of the elite, making a powerful name for herself in the process.

Her mission however was something outside her usual skill set, seeing her hair caught too much attention to properly bend in. Nevertheless, she had conquered every sliver of trust there was to gain and her mission was finally about to end.

She rested her shoulder on the door frame and sighed loudly. Her soundproofed barrier of chakra surrounding the area of the cabin left her the arm space and lack of restriction she needed after years of restriction at home. She would miss this place. The cabin she had constructed with her own bare hands and decorated to her own demise.

However, the barrier muted anything happening within but all sounds from outside reached her attentive ears. The screech of a bird and flaps of wings brought her back to reality. Green eyes scouted the sky for signs of what probably was a messenger bird. Sure thing, the second that thought ended a falcon landed in her windowsill approaching the awaiting tray of food she always left out for them just in case they arrived unexpected.

"Hey little birdie, any news for me?" The bird promptly ignored her and continued ravishing the bowl of scrap meat and food leftovers. Sakura unclasped the harness around it with care and opened the pocket on the top. The bird finished eating before she opened it; Sakura raised a curios eyebrow at it. "You're not leaving. Must be something serious then." Perhaps this was no message at all, perhaps a new mission or yet another alteration to her current one.

Sakura opened the pouch and retrieved the scroll within it. It was sealed shut as they usually were, in case someone captured the falcon during a flight. She made a series of hand seals and watched the seal dissolve of the seam. She rolled the letter out on her desk and read the message with concern.

Shinobi 367

It appears the situation will suspend your stay. Has the subject made any improvement? Changed for the fact that we will push further, breaking boundaries, working towards the ultimate mission, we are expecting a full report when you return. You are toasting fine sake for your safe return home

Altitude 245.98248956 Latitude 12.89734982

Signed the Raikage.

After reading the message, she jumped for a drawer and found a pen. Of course, the message was just gibberish; something was up. Tsunade rarely encrypted messages when sending them by bird, but there really was no other way of reaching her seeing she was way up in the mountains, protected by her own stealth mode jutsu with no service at all. Not to mention the message was falsely signed by the Raikage and the coordinates would send any rouges far into grass country.

She jumped one word into the message. 'appears' is not a way to start a sentence so she jumped another word. 'the' was a possibility but to use a definite article to start of an encrypted message was a waste of time. 'situation' was probably it, she underlined it and jumped four words, underlined and jumped five more. Six words than a line, seven words, eight, and then nine and she read the message the scroll hid so well.

Situation has changed push mission return home

Her mouth went dry. She quickly tore of the part of the scroll that was confidential on and tore a round hole in the paper before stuffing it back into the falcons harness. She clasped it back on to the protesting bird and shushed it out of the windowsill. The round hole indicated that she accepted the mission and would follow instructions. Had she tore a wide slit however, she would have declined.

She ran for her kitchen, grabbing a bag on the way and swooped her arm through the cabinet filled with lightweight food for a situation like this. She ran for her bathroom next and kicked the floor in beside the shower. She stuffed the money she had collected on this mission so far down into her bag and made a run for her closet. She opened it and tore her clothes out of it stuffing some of it down before ripping out the back wall inside. The concealed wall held a wide arrangement of weapons she would need and so she shoved them down into her holster, her belt, concealed straps in a variety of places on her body. Lastly, she grabbed three items from her desk, her mission information, a case made specifically for the information she was about to steal and her cherished picture of team seven.

Sakura looked at the picture once with a sigh, taking a second to remember before stuffing that too into her bag. She tied the strings on it together before throwing it around her shoulders and securing it to her jet-black cape.

She did the one last thing she always did out of protocol, what had she missed. She went through the packing list one last time in her head before dashing back into her drawer to retrieve an item she sorely needed and always seemed to forget.

Sakura clasped her hand together, made a series of complicated hand seals before slapping her palms onto the ground, she watched as the earth swallowed the cabin completely. Gathering chakra to her legs, she made a dash for the hill on her north side, jumping at inhuman speed through the branches of every tree she had within reach. Defying gravity as she rushed down the mountain at a speed barely observable to the naked eye.

She followed a path she had taken every day for the last five months to a stronghold she had been infiltrating deep undercover.

Approaching the heavily guarded perimeter, she did not hesitate a second. She knew the tunnels of the stone structure like the back of her hand. Placing one hand at the wall, she went over her plan once more, just in case. Left, left, right, turn, second door. Without hesitation, she gathered her strength into the hand placed on the wall and pushed. The entire thing crashed down in front of her and she ran for her honor, her status, her approval; following her plan.

Sakura registered the guard's reaction to an intruder. The door came into view and she blasted it in with her fist.

To her utter surprise, the room filled to the brim with people. She froze.

They stared at her; wide eyed.

She stared back.

An elderly man dressed as a royal carefully whispered, barely audible. "Wa-watanabe?" Just as he said that, the alarms sounded of, ripping Sakura out of her frozen state. According to her schedule, the room should have been guarded and empty at this particular date at this particular time. Acting quickly she unclasped her bag and pulled the case out. She swiftly walked over to the desk the elderly man occupied opening the bottom drawer and filled the case with every scroll it contained.

Turning to leave she stopped herself mid action and turned back to the man. She bowed deeply before muttering "It's been an honor my lord." With that final goodbye, she was out as quickly as she had arrived.


The fresh air pinched her cheeks, tinting them red as she jumped from branch to branch. Laughing, loudly and freely into a world that could head her bright and clear. She suddenly remembered the last item she had retrieved from her cabin before burning it to ashes. Uchiha Itachi's necklace.


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