Neji-nii was dead, laying in the arms of her beloved Uzumaki.
His eyes were empty and the blood that oozed down his chin made her want to violently puke. Naruto's cries of anguish only added fuel to the fire burning within her churning stomach.
Hinata cradled herself, near panic. How it had all turned out like this, she couldn't fathom. Maybe she should've been different. Tried harder.
Maybe had she been strong, they didn't have to die.Even without her visual prowess, Hinata could spot her fallen clan members lifeless amongst the destruction. Salty tears tingled her tongue.
"Hinata-chan, we've got to go now!'' Kiba cried as the ground shook beneath their feet, an army of ten tail creatures forming right before their eyes.
Hinata looked up, eyes blurry from overwhelming sadness, and drew in a sharp breath of air when his red blood suddenly splattered across her face right before Akamaru let out a loud whine of agony.
Hinata quaked. "K-kiba-kun...?'' She dared to say, but to no response.
Lifting a hand to touch her face, Hinata's fingers were saturated with blood. And it didn't belong to her but the mortfied corpse of her only remaining teammate. Eyes wide and frozen in terror, mouth agape. A giant pillar was struck right through his chest and a mangled, bloody Akamaru laid beside him in a similar position.
Her lungs felt like they seized up as she began to hyperventilate and stumble away, knees buckling under her weight.
Her eyes went round with despair and there was an annoying, deafening ring in her ears. It was so loud that she didn't hear Naruto's desperate shouts as she broke out into a sprint to get away, away from Kiba and Neji.
It was so loud that she didn't even hear the sound of piercing flesh as a pillar from the ten tails took her down, like it did her cousin and friend.
"Hinata!"
It was Naruto, his tone pleading and petrified. He desperately wailed for a medic but there was too much disaster for them to even hear him.
But Hinata didn't mind the scorching pain that wreaked her body. In fact, she felt she deserved it. Perhaps it was karma coming to bite her in the ass for turning out this way. She let so many die because she was weak. She thought she was strong but she couldn't protect anyone, really. She was a fool. An abomination. How could call herself the Hyuga clan heiress being the way she was?
Pathetic. Hinata Hyuga felt like a waste.
And as her lungs collapsed and strength seeped out of her, Hinata wished she could go back in time. Given the opportunity, she would right her wrongs and rewrite history so that this despair would never exist, so that Sakura and Ino wouldn't have to burn alive in an unforgiving inferno, so that Shino and Choji wouldn't be blow to bits and pieces as Obito laid waste to them all, so that Neji and Kiba would still be alive and breathing.
"Hinata, no! No, no, please! Hinata, don't- you're going to be okay! Open your eyes. Open. Your. Eyes! Hinata, nonono...''
How dare she dream to become Naruto Uzumaki's wife when she couldn't even keep him safe?
Blood splattered across her torso as he fell face first into the dirt.
Hinata Hyuga was weak. And Naruto Uzumaki was dead because of that.