I'm re-working Through the Course of Time. I hope you enjoy it.

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Through the Course of Time:

Prologue

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Shattered.

Broken.

Alone.

Lost.

What was she?

She was all that and more.

Pain ran through her veins.

Blood stained her hands.

Disgrace was her name.

She was a failure.

What would happen to her?

Their graves laid side by side.

Sasuke's.

Naruto's.

Tsunade's.

Kakashis's.

And the list just continued on and on.

The once proud, superior village named Konoha now lays in ruins.

People running from burning buildings, trying to hide for the sake of living.

Ninjas abandoning their own village.

What would she do?

"Do you wish to save the world?"

"Yes."

"Do you wish to help your loved ones?"

"Yes."

"Do you wish to change fate?"

"Yes."

"Then I, Everyone and No one, will grant you, Sakura Haruno, a wish."

"You will?"

"I will grant you the wish of chance."

"This is…"

"But there is a price."

"What?"

"I will tell in just a moment, but first let me continue."

"...Yes."

"But little girl, be prepared for what will happen. Blood will still be shed, tears will still be cried. But I, and everyone else, believes in you."

"I'm scared…"

"That is fine."

"…What will become of me once this is over?"

"You will disappear."

"Why?"

"Because you will no longer exist. You will be nothing more than a mere dream, a dream that people can only grasp at, never quite reach. You will have never actually existed then. But that, that is the price you must pay."

"I see… What are you going to do?"

"Turn back the clock."

"Impossible!."

"You should know now that this world thrives off of impossibility, and that you are an exception."

"…Why me?"

"You said you wanted to save the world, did you not?"

"...Yes."

"You're the only who can."

And then, everything halts.

All of time begins to unwind, like a ball of yarn. She is searching for the knot that has formed somewhere on the string.

When she finds it, she is merely a girl with pink hair and green eyes/

This is what the hope of the world lies in.

A girl who never truly grew.

A girl who never truly lived.

A shadow of the world and the people who live on it, but also everything it is.

She was someone who could do nothing at the time.

The clock hand is moving faster and faster.

Happiness, Pain, Loss, Hope, flying by to fast for her to take in.

A girl who was never truly meant to be born.

Was going to change the course of the world.

Was changing the course of time.

Rewind time exactly seven years, four months, one week, three days, twelve hours, forty-seven minutes, and thirty-three seconds,

Her name was Sakura Haruno.

But more correctly her name is Sakura Haruno.

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