Fifteen years ago...

A young woman with fair skin,clear blue eyes and almost white hair was heaving heavily desperate to be rid of the immense pain. A nurse was standing next to her telling her to breath and to push, the child in her stomach wanted out. Now. Soft crying filled the room.

The child with her wide emerald green eyes and pearly white hair was quickly wrapped in a blanket to sheld her from the cold. The woman had tears in her eyes as they carried her child away from her because she new this was the first and last time she would see her.

Present day...

I never stood out here, weird hair coloring was normal, but I wasn't from here was I?

No, I was not from here. As a child from a civilian family I shouldn't have the kind of coloring that I have. I had never been told that I was adopted, I had figured it out by myself. So I guess it wasn't really weird that my "parents" had been surprised when I had asked if I could join the ninja academy. Yet, even if they were surprised they went along with it, and so I became a ninja.

I excelled, rising thru the ranks quicker then anyone before me. At seven I became chunin at eight Jonin and at ten I joined the ANBU. People called me a miracle child, a prodigy. They praised their luck for me to have been adopted into Konohagakure, for me to have joined the academy. For it was just that, pure luck. And their luck was about to come to an end. And the chain of events that would lead up to my death started here, with a letter addressed to the fifth hokage.

"I found this letter in my office this morning, do you know anything about it Shiro-san?"

A red envelope lay flat against Tsunades wooden desk. With her head leaning on her clasped hands she stared at me as I stood on the opposite side of her desk. I hesitated for a second before I told her the truth. "No." I said simply, not moving an inch from my uncomfortable stance. The sound of the clock ticking beat heavily in my head as she opened the letter to read out loud.

"Dear Hokage-sama,

I write you this letter in most haste, as it has come to my information that things are happening over here. I am in dept to you for your help last time, and I wish not to burden you anymore. You kept my precious godchild safe when danger threatened. But we need her now that she has grown strong, we need Skylor.

Please contact us as quickly as possible.

/ Abe"

She had been staring at me the hole time while reading the letter, her eyes searching for something.

"Abe?" I was still standing stiff, my green eyes cold yet questioning. "And what does this have to do with me?" A smirk graced her lips as she told me what I had been wondering my whole life.

"You are Skylor, Skylor Slytherin."

Sorry this is not an update, just checked some spelling. I will post a new chapter soon though, so don't worry! :)