Disclaimer-I don't own naruto.
Let's get one thing straight. I don't belong here, not in this world. I originate from a place called America, a place where people didn't know when to stop eating fast food. Now I find myself in the Elemental Nations, a large bit of land full of the strongest and stupidest people known to anime.
Now I didn't die or anything, I had just blinked and my whole life was different. One moment i'm walking home from the convenience store listening to some tunes and the next i'm standing amongst a crowd of people in an old looking and small village. I had panicked, I didn't know what the fuck was happening and I was terrified.
After I had hyperventilated for an hour I started to think that maybe this was some kind of freak accident caused by a government experiment or something.It hadn't even taken an hour for this hasty conclusion to fall to pieces when a group of five men approached me. I immediately knew that these were the people in charge around here.
The villagers treated them with a deference that proved this. As they got closer I was able to see that they wore metal plates on their foreheads, and the instantly recognizable symbol on said plate. Ninja, these were ninja and that meant one thing, this was all real. At first I was willing to hesitantly accept that the government was working on a teleportation device but it was a whole new matter when it came to a device that sent one straight to la la land.
It had been moments later when the men finally reached me, the leader spoke clearly, he asked where my papers were and had held out his hand. At the time I had barely been able to force out a squeaking,"I don't have any", I found myself outside the village on my ass not seconds later. Let it not be said that I was a fool, I learned to forge documents after careful practise, although it did require a little sneaking to figure out what a proper document looked like but luckily it was easy enough to slip past the guards. They obviously had been on this particular job too long or else they would have noticed my clumsy attempt at stealth. After that ordeal things got easier, I got less conspicuous and getting in and out of a town or small village went much more smoothly.
That was the start of my new life here,back then I had been a terrified fourteen year old, now two years later I was listed as a B rank threat in the bingo books. It would be A rank If I was better at close combat than I actually was, but it couldn't be helped. It was back then when I first arrived in this world that I promised myself to find a way to summon the shinigami without the whole dying thing and see if he had any answers, he had to have them,right?
Anyway in the present time I was sitting on a cliff covered in the local plant life, assembling my sniper. It was my weapon of choice in this world as it kept me out of the most immediate danger, after all ninja don't expect their death to come hurtling towards them from three hundred yards away. That was the beauty of a sniper in the ninja world. It was custom made with chakra conductive metal with seals expertly carved along the sides and an untold amount on the inside of the weapon. In review it worked like any sniper does it was made using nothing but seals and metal.
The first thing to be created was multiple clips, instead of containing bullets it was just a chunk of metal with a modified storage seal that contained chakra. Once the clip was in place seals that were otherwise incomplete would align with another set of seals in the main body of the weapon that channeled the chakra to a small section of the firearm that molded the chakra into the shape of a bullet. Once the bullet was complete another group of seals would send the projectile out at an unknown velocity towards whoever I pointed it at.The last piece of this beautiful work of art was the most simple part of it, the scope. The scope was nothing special, any ninja would recognize it as a short length telescope. The metal was a jet black color that didn't reflect the sun, after all my baby would be rendered useless if people could spot her a mile away like one does a shinobi.
After a careful inspection I deemed her fit for work then proceeded to settle down on my stomach for the wait. Patience was vital when you were a sniper, one had to lay in position for hours and in one case a whole day for the target to appear. The good thing was that I had patience in spades, I could lay here for the rest of the day without too much movement, but it seemed that my wait period had been cut short, my target had arrived. He and his genin team had just crested a hill about two hundred and forty yards away, I didn't hasten to align my shot, I calmly sighted down the scope and followed him, two ten yards, one eighty yards, I waited until he was exactly one hundred yards away before aiming for the heart and firing. Although no sound was made as the chakra projectile slid through the weapon and out towards my target, said target still seemed to notice something was wrong. I already knew I was fucked, I knew he had dodged and that was all I knew before everything went dark.
I didn't know how much time had passed since I blacked out but I assume that it had been at least a day since I found myself in a cell. Damn, this was the first time this had ever happened to me, in all of my time in this world I had never missed a shot before. I shook my head, I could mope later, what I should really be worrying about is my baby. These ninja had her and I had no doubt that she was being studied by the villages best and brightest.
It was only about five minutes maybe ten, time wasn't easy to tell in a small cement room, that I heard a small clicking noise, it was faint at first but the volume rose as the seconds rolled by and I realized that the interrogator was here. To be honest this was my first interrogation but not my first cramped underground room. I was nervous but I calmed myself with a deep breath when I realized that the interrogator would use my nerves against me. I had just propped up my feet on the table and put on my most winning smile when the door opened. "Well hey there, nice to meet ya". It was purposely loud and annoying but it didn't faze him,"I have some questions for you", oh great, he was straight to the point. This wasn't going to be any fun.
AN:I knkw it's short but I'm still getting used to writing stories. The chapters will hopefully get longer.