Author's Note: Welcome to my new story. It has been a while since I wrote a good story so…yeah. Anyway, I did some serious thinking about the plot of this story and how it wouldn't began and how the story would end. So half way through the story it wouldn't be abandon like a couple of my stories have been. So, please enjoy. Oh yes, sorry for the short chapter, it is only the prologue anyway.
Disclaimers: I do not own Naruto
Her knees trembled with fear, her hair dangled gently in front of her face. Her eyes, wide
open with dilated pupils. Her skin, pale as snow. Her nails, chewed off from stress. Her
clothes, ripped, worn out, dirty. Her lips, dry from the lack of moist. She stood in the
darkness of an alley. What's wrong with her? Why is she in so much distress…?
She begs for help but no one comes. She cries and she cries but no one comes... She falls
to her knees.
"I can't make it out," she gasp.
Wait, make it out from where? No, not from out the alley, but from the darkness that blinds
her, the darkness of her life. The darkness that holds her tight in its firm grip; she just
couldn't free herself alone… She tried numerous times but failed horribly. She was on the
verge of giving up, throwing her life away. She wanted to let the darkness ingest her, little
by little. Till she was nothing, till she was dead but alive, till she felt totally empty. She laid
on the cold tarred alley road, clutching her imaginary wounds. She stared up at the sky,
feeling the cold rain smack her gently on the face. Her eyes were cloudy. Her face held no
emotion. She thought to her self….'Oh how hopeless I am…'