Prologue: Silverfish
Tsunade dismissed the three ANBU who were guarding the Mist nin's bed, when she entered the hospital room.
It was dainty, clean and fresh. The walls were whiter than the clouds in the air and the air was cleaner than pure oxygen. The only thing that made this room uglier was the corpse that laying on the bed. Tsunade approached the bed and looked down at the person who occupied it with their awful stench and horrid image.
It's been two weeks since the war and her bloodlimit was still activated as she was unconscious—
It was a death wish.
The Mist nin's face was pale and pallid: sick. There were dark circles under her eyes and a bloody red welt across one of her cheeks. Her hands were dead still by her side; dirt was still under her fingernails from the persisting fight she put up. Tsunade approached her and pulled up one of the Mist nin's eyelids. The swirling red eyes were still activated; and it was sucking her energy from her very soul.
This was bad--
Tsunade needs information: BAD
"Shizune," Tsunade held out her hand.
A clipboard smacked against her hand.
Tsunade flipped through the papers, merely scanning them for important information that might be valuable to her. She frowned. There has been no improvement in her health.
Suddenly, the door slammed open.
"Tsunade-obaasan." A cheery voice called out.
"Naruto, you can't call her that! Give her some respect." One other voice scolded.
"Naruto," Someone growled.
Tsunade turned around to see Hatake Kakashi, Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura and a frustrated Hyuuga Neji.
"Hokage-sama, I'm sorry but they rushed in," Neji explained as he narrowed his eyes at Naruto.
Before Naruto or even Tsunade could speak, a low moan came from the bed.
The corpse's eyes fluttered open, revealing her eyes…
Blood red eyes
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Her life wasn't good.
It was bad.
And it was getting worse.
A/N: Hey! I'm rewritting this story :D I freakin love this story but it needs to have some new sparks and new blood xDDDDD
Hope you enjoy it:D
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