Authors Note: Hello readers! So we're all on the same page here, this story is lightly inspired by two stories, one of which being Figures from monstersinmind which is a wonderful story written by an equally wonderful author and other being Martyr by Lilacwrath, another amazing story which is also inspired by Figures by a very humble and kind author, I would strongly recommend anyone reading this to check both of these stories out as well. I have spoken to both of these authors about the coming of my story and they were equally more than kind by offering words of encouragement so please do go leave them some reviews!
Be warned, this is an AU, so things will be different! Also, keep in mind that this is a SI / Sakura reincarnation. Beings and memories and state of mind will be jumbled at first, maybe even a tad confusing but it will all come together nicely. That being said, I by no means want my version of Sakura to be Mary-Sueish. I'm working on keeping her as true to her original self as possible given the circumstances but if anyone notices that I start slipping please remind me nicely. I'm not sure if there are any fics out there quite like this one, but if you know of any I adore recommendations.
Constructive criticism is always welcome! Just remember I'm only Human and I do make mistakes.
Please enjoy my story!
Title: She Rises
Author: ALightLit
Beta: -
Type: AU - SI - Rencarnation
Status: Incomplete - Ongoing.
Rating: T (Rating may change due to maturing characters.)
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto!
Pairing: Undecided.
Word Count: 723
Intro: Sometimes greatness was thrust upon us. Sakura Haruno did not know what she had done to deserve a second chance, and neither did the other soul she now shared a body with. "Uchiha Sakura, the heir of the Uchiha clan, lead us with pride." One thing was for sure though, they would change the world. AU SI/Sakura Reincarnation - kind of weird. Lightly Inspired from Figures by monstersinmind and Martyr by Lilacwrath
R&R
"Sometimes even to live is an act of courage."
― Seneca
In the end, she wasn't sure what it was that killed them.
All she knew was that there was too much and too little all at once. One moment there had been light and life and the next had been a stagnant kind of darkness, nothing moved her, there was only silence.
To her, it felt as if she waited in this space between something and nothing for an eternity, waiting for what? She wasn't sure, but wait she did.
In this time she had little else to do but to simmer in the memories, though somewhere along the line memories that were never quite her's but also were seemed to seep into existence, she wasn't sure where one of them started and where the other ended.
In one life she could remember harsh words and harsher hands, a crushing sadness, fear, and pain, so so much pain. When it was all said and done she had little doubt that her life had ended at her own hand.
In the other though, there were friendships kindled in fire, and the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen, brighter than the sky on a perfect day. Don't get her wrong, there was still pain, and sadness and war. If she focused hard enough she could feel blood on her hands and she could also see the graves of her friends.
Both lives seemed to end bitterly, she thinks.
However, that no longer mattered, for she was here now and they would never be apart again. In some ways it was as if they had both been missing something in their past lives, a vital part of they're being and now all was as it should be.
I am me and I am her and she is me and we are one.
When they were ripped from the darkness that was their peace, she knew that they would probably never get that peace back, not until they took their last breath.
They were okay with that though.
[She Rises]
The silent arrival of the child was the first clue that something was amiss, and while the silence stretched it seemed the room that was packed to the brim with clan members seemed to be holding its breath. Exactly five seconds passed, and then a single wail pierced the air, just as a small burst of chakra shook the room.
She saw this new world, and it was red.
Silence, pure and utter silence, a single sharp intake of breath and then-
"Uchiha Sakura," Spoke a grave voice, "Heir of the Uchiha clan."
A whisper passed through the room before they all bowed as one. Fugaku stood beside his wife, pride dancing in his eyes as he stared at his first born, his daughter. Any shame he might have felt at having a daughter as his heir was quickly snuffed out by the pure potential the infant was brimming with.
The clan would go on for years and talk about how the new born babe had activated her Bloodline limit seconds after birth, how she would lead them as the strongest of all that had come before her.
"Lead us with pride," They chanted.
He was the first the touch his daughter's forehead, the brush of his pointer and middle finger against her slightly pruned pale skin, his exhausted wife followed suit, and one by one the clan lined up to carry out the age old tradition of pledging their loyalty to the future of their clan.
The baby blinked lazily at the room, the two that were now one inside of a body too small to quite comprehend everything that was happening, they knew one thing for certain.
Uchiha Sakura was going to change everything.
[She Rises]
It started with a whisper, from one nurse to the next, and by morning the entire village had heard those two words, they all knew it was the stuff of legends.
She Rises.
The Uchiha had whispered the coming of a new age.
The Prophecy Reads
Long ago it was said that a Hero would be born
One made of two
Eyes as red as the blood moon
Heart forged in the fire of will
They shall change everything
The day of the birth the prideful shall declare it
She Rises.
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tsuzuku
At the end of each chapter I like to engage my readers with a question.
What is one thing you would like to see Sakura change?
