Hi everyone, well this is my first time writing a fanfic, so I hope you like it. Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Though I wish I did, I do own Yuki Kurayami and Mikomi Hateshinai.
Chapter 1
I couldn't breathe, I tasted blood in my mouth and the injury in my stomach was making it hard for me to run. But I had too, I couldn't stop, I had to leave behind my past, I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget everything I lived in my pathetic nine years of life. Everything in my life was a lie; I had lived my whole life as a lie. I couldn't believe what had just happened, I couldn't believe it.
"Damn you Kyrie-chan," I whispered to the sky.
I let my tears stream down my face freely now, I didn't bother to stop them. I didn't care anymore; I didn't care about anything or anyone. As if I had anyone to care about any longer, she killed them all, and left me all alone. That was my punishment for being so weak, I didn't die with them.
The pain in my stomach intensified, I let out a small moan of pain. My vision got blurry as more tears invaded my eyes. Focus. I need to focus I told myself, I need to keep going I can't stop because…because…there was nothing I wanted to stay alive for. The only person that I would have made an effort for had killed my family and hadn't killed me because I was too weak and pathetic. I let out a laugh of self pity, I was pathetic, no doubt about that.
Another shot of pain ran through my body, this time a lot stronger. I stopped and took hold of a branch right in front of my face. (She was traveling on top of trees; it's a lot faster than running on ground.)I took a big breath of air, which I immediately regretted.
"Uhhh," I groaned.
"That was a bad idea," I whispered. As my injured lungs protested, causing me more pain.
Why should I even try, its not like anyone will care if I lived or died. I could give up right now no one will notice. A small sad smiled graced my features, I remembered all the good times I had with my sister. I though she loved me, she was always there for me no matter what. More tears ran down my cheeks, no matter she had killed everyone. I will never forgive her.
My head started to hurt as the tattoo of a rose surrounded by vines started to grow all over my body. It was a curse mark, my clan thought it was a blessing, but I knew better. No one knew that if the mark grew it would burn as if I was on fire, no one knew of the creature that lived inside me. Her name was Ran, my one and only friend. She was a wolf, a beautiful white wolf, who was a prisoner inside my body. She wasn't the curse though, it was her power, if I wasn't strong enough and the mark kept growing she will turn into a blood lusting being like her cousins. No one knew that the ten-tailed wolf existed, she was a myth no one believed in. But she was as real as the moon that shined in the night.
"Sorry Ran," I murmured.
"No child you cannot die, not like this. You're strong, you can overcome this."
"No I can't Ran I'm sorry," I told her once more before I let go of the branch.
It felt good the wind on my face as I fell to my death. It was weird, I had expected more pain from the fall, but I didn't feel anything. Instead I felt strong arms around me.
"You'll be okay, I'll protect you," a man's voice said.