I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!

This disclaimer will last for the whole series.

I'm sick and I'm tired of being treated like this, wait, no, I'm fucking sick of it. For almost 18 years, I've been treated like trash, sometimes even worse. Well, as long as I can remember… I can't remember past two years back…I just can't, but anyways, what the hell did I ever do to them other than setting foot on this world? They hated me for ever existing, and if they weren't so scared of me, they would have disposed of me already.

My name is Korasu, I'm almost 19, yet I've felt more pain than any one, that I know of at least. I don't think I've ever felt I belong somewhere, even in my own family. My sister, Mizu, is completely different from me. She has short black hair and bright green eyes, following after mother. She's the girl that almost every boy is after here in the hidden village of Konoha. But me? No. I have long blue hair normally tied in a high pony tail and piercing black eyes to match. Everywhere I look, people avoid eye contact with me, ignoring me as I walk down the path of solitude. I was a lone wolf evicted from the close knit pack.

From when I was only a baby, to where I stand as a Jounin protecting a village that hates me, I've never been accepted. When I was small, I played by myself or sat somewhere looking at other children in their little groups smiling and laughing. A bittersweet smile playing on my lips, the thought of being able to do that someday, I knew it wouldn't happen though. Now every time Konoha is threatened I am always in the front line, in the most risk of dying. Through these years I have developed an independent personality, I work alone no matter how dangerous the mission is. Only because I want to, when they see me back alive, it frightens them more.

I somewhat enjoy their fear, I feel as though I have control, but I don't. In the tiny moment their face shows fear, I smirk. Always have, always will. When they see it though, I'm hit or threatened. Either way, dying or staying alive, I'm still in pain.

Every day when I fall asleep in the attic of my house, I see myself curled into a helpless ball as the older bullies pushed me roughly against the tree. They applied force to my arm until I heard a sickening snap and myself howling in pain from my dislocated and probably broken arm. Every time I close my eyes I can see their evil grins plastered on their fucking faces. Every time I see them, I automatically feel my stomach cringe. But I feel so insecure and stupid for worrying about something that was gone and over with, that would never happen again. Though the pain was still there and would remain attached to me where ever I go. I have to forget this, I must in order to advance…

So that's how I came to make a decision of leaving the damned village, it's not like they'd miss me. Probably be glad that I suddenly disappeared. Presume that I'm dead, and my family would have a celebration. I am sitting in a forest somewhere north of the village, by myself. It's silent, other than the rustling of leaves in the chilly wind and the occasional twitter of birds. I enjoy silence, no one's yelling or shouting at me for my existence.

You probably think I'm mad for leaving the protection of the village, leaving my family. If you really say someone's mad then say it's the people in the stupid village! They judge me because of my skills; they're jealous and fear me! But maybe when you learn of me you'll be scared of me too, or possibly not. I don't care. I was supposedly dropped off on my 'mothers' doorstep. I'm 'abnormal' and 'cursed'. I'm supposed to be the 'world's downfall' or some shit like that. 'The offspring of evil' is what they used to call me.

"I think I see her!"

SHIT!

I dart off and try to escape my pursuers. No such luck.

"Korasu! You will return to Konoha immediately!" One of the ANBU chasing me yelled to me. They must really think I'm a threat, sending 8 ANBU for me.

"Ha! You're joking yourself!" I yelled back at them. Hmm, lets see… Kill them, or out-run them? Imma say kill!

I threw a giant Fūma Shuriken at one of the ANBU. Sliced fight through him. Those masks of theirs, said to be able to see perfectly out of them, suck. They have many blind spots- that you would only notice during long battle. Of course, most, if not almost all ANBU kept battle short and swift. I only know because I jacked a mask one time. Hard as hell to breathe.

I pulled the wires that I attached to the shuriken and it sliced through some more people while being pulled back to me. After I simply slaughtered the 8 ninja that were sent to kill me, I slowed my pace a bit. I was nearing the border of the Fire Country after a few days of traveling.

"If I go North I'd end up in Taki, East I would be heading back to Konoha, don't want to do that… South, River country. West, Ame. Fuck… Where am I suppos-" I stopped talking to myself when I heard a twig snap from below me. I was traveling by tree branches. From my extreme case of paranoia I threw a shit load of shuriken at the object that made the sound. I heard metal clinging against metal and my heart sped.

Oh…Shit…

"Show yourself!" I heard a man's voice shout. He was pissed…because I attacked him…great. I jumped down from tree branch to tree branch until I saw the person himself. I lost my footing on the last branch and was sent hurling through the air. I didn't even have time to take the fall correctly, so I just used one of my summonings to land my fall.

"Gee, thanks, Koara." I thanked my koala and it disappeared in a puff of smoke. Then I found my way over to the person. I was sure about who he was; I was damn sure he was going to kill me. As soon as I stepped in his eyesight I was tackled and on the ground with a kunai to my throat.

"Why did you attack me?" I whimpered. "Why did you attack me, little girl?" I whimpered again and swallowed.

"I-I didn't know, I-I mean, I thought you were-" I closed my eyes as his glare seemed to be boring it's way into my mind.

"Who are you working with?" I sighed.

"No one."

"That's a lie. Are you a spy?"

"No." I whimpered again. The man looked at my headband.

"You're working with the Hidden Leaf. You're not in any position to lie."

"I-I'm sorry, Akusuna no Sasori." He smirked. My body tensed. My heart was pounding, I thought it would just break through my ribcage.

"My, my. Such a stupid girl. Yet she knows me. Tell me where your comrades are hiding, I just might let you live. Most likely not, though." I squeaked.

"I don't have any." The little memories that I had tried to push away for years started to come back. Civilians throwing stones at me and beating me to bloody pulp. My anxiety came back and paranoia was boosted a notch or two. Not to mention the frickin' scarier-than-life-life-threatening-extremely-terrifying situation I was in. I started to hyperventilate and have a panic attack. I started sweating and trembling, my chest felt like it was being tightened by some invisible force.

Sasori jumped back from me, unaware what was happening, and I sat up trying to calm myself and I eventually fainted.