Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Really.
The Newcomer
In a small clearing in the middle of the forest, a figure was stirring on the ground. The figure rose, shook its head, then looked around. Thoughts raced through their head.
How did I get here? Where did I come from? Why am I naked? Why can't I see?
The figure folded her arms over her bare chest, then turned her attention to her eyes. She lifted her hands to its eyes, only to discover that there was a band of cloth with what felt like a metal plate fixed to it tied over them. After removing the band of cloth, she still couldn't see. Upon lifting her hands to her eyes, she made a discovery that would have startled anyone- except her. That's right, she thought; it's coming back now.
She ran her fingers over the metal on the headband, felling the now-familiar, crossed-out symbol of the Hidden Mist Village. She contemplated that for a second, then ran her fingers through her black hair- yes, she remembered. She remembered seeing herself in mirrors in her childhood, when she could see. It had been so long ago…
She slowly got to her feet, remembering that she was naked. She felt around on the ground and after a few seconds discovered a rough cloak laying a few feet beside her. She pulled it on, then felt something heavy in the pocket. She pulled it out and "examined" it with her fingers. I was a belt, made of the same material as the cloak, and she grinned when she felt what was hanging on it by a few chains: two very familiar scrolls.
Satisfied, she tied the belt around her waist and turned to depart, but paused. She her memories had been returning, but the memory of her name was still hovering just beyond her reach. She thought harder, willing herself to remember.
It started with… a T. No, an S. Yes, that's it.
A handful of seconds later, it came to her. She smiled, then leapt into the forest, feeling the air rushing around the trees and other obstacles to avoid them. The whole time, her name was floating through her head, reassuring her that she did have a chance to exist, a chance to make a new life to replace the one she'd lost so long ago.
Seyeon…
Meanwhile, a few kilometers away, two more ninja were running across the ground. Their faces were hidden by their wide hats, but their identity was easy enough to guess due to their apparel: both wore black, red-lined cloaks adorned with red clouds.
"Itachi, why are we doing this again?" Kisame panted. Seeing as he was almost six and a half feet tall and he and Itachi had been running for more than two days now, he considered it quite an achievement to even be alive at this point.
Itachi was obviously not as tired as Kisame, but even the patented "Uchiha Emotionless Expression" was starting to slip from his face "I told you, Kisame" he said patiently "The Akatsuki is being stretched rather thin member-wise. Even though we managed to resurrect Kakuzu with Orochimaru's jutsu and he stitched Hidan back together, we still lost Deidara. So, now we have to find a replacement." He paused. "Either willing or unwilling".
Kisame grinned at the thought of maybe being able to do a bit of "physical convincing" (as he called it), and replied "Fine then. But remember: if I die of fatigue, you'll have two members to replace" Itachi couldn't help but smile slightly at his partner, then the two fell into silence as they continued. For the next few minutes, nothing of interest happened.
Suddenly, Kisame began to sense a new chakra signature coming towards them. He turned to Itachi, who simply signaled for him to stop. The two Akatsuki slowed their pace before concealing themselves behind a low cliff face and masking their chakra.
"Itachi?..." Kisame began uncertainly, but his partner held up his hand to be silent. As they looked towards the clearing, Kisame was anticipating some Black Ops ninja to leap out of the trees, so he smiled in anticipation. The reality, little did he know, would be very different. And it would wind up changing his life.
Seyeon dropped to the forest floor in the middle of a clearing, unaware of the two ninja watching her. Kisame was a bit disappointed. A girl? And why is she wearing her headband over her eyes? Suddenly, the girl stopped panting and turned towards them. Kisame surveyed her face, and realized with a shock that her skin was blue. Blue! Didn't see that coming he thought. He saw a scratched Mist headband over her eyes and four red trails leading from the band to her chin. Some kind of face paint? He wondered. Suddenly, to his shock, she spoke. "You may as well come out. I can hear you breathing"
Kisame was still reeling with shock at those words when Itachi climbed out from behind the rock. "And who are you?" he asked in a quiet but dangerous tone. The girl just smiled. "I think I'm the one who should be asking that" Itachi's eyes narrowed, and Kisame stepped out too. After all, the girl had pretty much guaranteed her execution by talking to Itachi that way, so he saw no reason why he shouldn't get in on it.
Itachi appeared to be thinking along the same lines. His arms moved almost too fast to see, and a flurry of shuriken flew at her like bullets. She just grinned and clutched something attached to her belt. Then, there was a puff of smoke and her form was obstructed. The shuriken flew into the cloud, and Kisame waited for the telltale sounds of metal piercing flesh. They never came.
Instead, he heard a series of metallic clangs, which surprised him. The smoke cleared, and the Akatsuki were greeted by the shocking sight of the girl crouched on the ground, surrounded by fallen shuriken, holding a black scythe. Kisame realized that she must have summoned the scythe, but how did she block every single shuriken without being able to see?
The ex-Mist nin hated to admit it, but he was starting to respect this girl. And she certainly was nice to look at… Stop it, he scolded himself. Itachi, meanwhile was staring at the ninja with anger in his Sharingan eyes. Probably because he can't make eye contact. Kisame thought. He was obviously correct, because Itachi looked the girl in the eye seconds later. "Why don't you uncover your eyes, girl?" he asked, his own narrowing even further. The girl smiled and responded, "Well, first of all, my name is Seyeon, and secondly…" She seemed to think it over, then turned back to Itachi "Sure, why not?" She reached up to the knot at the back of her head and pulled it undone. Kisame had to stifle a gasp, and even Itachi's eyes widened at the sight of what was underneath the headband.
I'm really sorry, but I've always wanted to do that. Oh, and I have posted a picture of Seyeon on deviantART. Here's the URL:
http:// nitsudwerdnaetihw .deviantart .com /art /Seyeon –Coloured – 133853012
p.s. paste it in your browser then get rid of the spaces
'Til next time!
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