This was a sudden inspration story, I hope you like, its kinda out of trend idea, but tell me what you think (this is just the prologue)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
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It was dark. It had been dark for some time now. He was in a void. He couldn't hear anything, see any thing, or feel anything. There was nothing but himself, and he wondered if he was even alive, or caught in some trap for the departed.
He didn't know.
For a while he could feel the sand underneath his body, could see his bone forest towering above him. He had fought those genin and lost, and now he was trapped in this darkness.
It wasn't that he hated the darkness; he had been raised in it. He just didn't like it, like some are not afraid of heights; they just don't feel comfortable near them. He had at first sat there, unable to move, for several days, then he began to fade in and out of consciousness until he was completely emerged in this dark prison.
He only came out for a few moments, to see Orochimaru standing over him, a mocking smile on his face. He had placed a hand over his curse mark that sat below his collar bone, and it burned for a moment then he removed his hand and the mark was gone. So to, was the strength that the mark gave. He collapsed, but not before he heard his master's voice.
"You have served your purpose Kimimaro, your time is up, it is time for you leave this world."
He didn't know what his mentor had meant, and never had the chance to ask as his world rapidly turned back to a black vortex. He had been swimming in a sea of darkness, not dieing an certainly not living. He wished death would take him, so he could be released, there was no point in him living anymore.
But then, why did death leave him here? He didn't know.
He had to wait.
That was all he could do.
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