Chapter One

Light was emerging from this thing, this person. Green light ran all over this corpse and brought this creature from the ground covered in a swirling of emerald light. It was consuming this porcelain doll that hung lifelessly in the middle of a green ghost. It was just a girl, not older then seventeen, surrounded by this magic light. Moments were the only things that passed as her eyes began to rip open; Emerald. The clothes that she wore were ripped, covered with dirt and blood.

The Creature looked into the empty desert, her hands twisted and fought with the ghosting light. The blood that rushed out of her began to come back and the cuts it fell from began to seal on their own. The air that ran from her silted throat was pulled in as that wound healed too. The girl then took a great intake of breath, of life. She fell from the light that bleeds green. The echo of her breath was the only sound. She brought a quivering hand to her neck where she touched upon the ghosting scar. She looked around with lost eyes. She tried to stand to be strong, her legs shook but did not give way. She then called out into the lifeless desert. But the only response is her whispering echo calling back to her.

Did they really think that they could kill her that easily? Well not that easily they did try hard enough to keep her from healing for a couple hours. She ran a hand across the dried blood from her lip. She brought the blood to her forearm and smeared it upon the appendage. Then with the same hand drew a paint brush with the blackest ink dripping from it. They did not check her for this when they left her. Drawing a symbol meaning water on her arm, it soaked in her limb and then the green light reached it and drew water from the smeared blood that crusted on her skin. She smiled and drank the falling silver. She fell to the beckoning sand, and bit her thumb until it had a steady flow of blood. Placing her thumb into the cooling sand, "Traveler" was whispered among silence. From the sand grew a large bird like thing, with eyes of crystal blue and wings of burning fire. Addressing her with a curt nod, she climbed upon him and said "To Suna, No Delays." And they started off to the only place that she still might have a chance with.

As the two phantom beings blazed into the sandy city of Suna all eyes were closed. All eyes, except the night guards who could only stare in awe. The flaming wings came to a slow stop as the rider jumped off and the bird all together burst into a dying glow. That glow found its way back to the rider, to the blood the dripped from her thumb and healed itself completely.

Short dark hair played in the slithering wind that pushed the sand into the withered village. She pulled a deep purple hood onto her head as she took a step forward into the village. Suna was made completely of rock tunnels that had a thick layer of sand that covered the rock. It was placed around the river of Styx's. It was this river that fed its people with the gift of life.

The guards ready with their weapons of steel and explosives. They point at her with the up most conviction. A face appears from the dark hood; her pale features glowed in the moon light. She then lifted her hand and whispered once more, "Quiet now, there is no point in fighting I am here to see your Kazakage"

"Sakura it has been some time." The old man said from behind his desk with a sour tone.

"Not long enough if you ask me, but I'm not here for a reunion." The girl said bitterly, then moved her hand to her hood and pulled it off revealing her short brown hair the fell to her shoulder. "Though I must tell you, I do not go by that name anymore."

"Oh, you think that changing your hair and name, change you." He spat at her with anger. "You are still and always will be …"

"Enough! I know who I am. I'm never coming to come back to you. I'm not going to be a tool you use like your son has. I do say this, send more to try and kill me and you will be the one killed. Heed my warning for I have had enough of this little game." She hissed out and turned to leave.

"There is one last thing," she whispered

"Yes." The old man stared at the girl that was no older than his youngest son.

She turned said nothing as she took her hand and rammed it around his throat.

"I'm never going to die, so stop trying. But you can die so easily, you're so human." She whispered lastly then disappeared in a wind of cherry blossom petals.

As the girl sat on the roof of a building of Suna she sighed. It seems as though she was alone again in this shitty world. Full of people that left you disappointed. That took what they wanted from you and left you out in the cold.

When the sun began to rise so did she. She ran far and fast out of the city which crushed her which took too much and left her broken.

She was so done with people that want to 'help' her. They only wanted what she had. They wanted her strength and power. The kage was right. She couldn't change who she was but she sure as hell could try. Never the kind of person the trust others she ran; Ran to different places with different hopes; Different hair and different names. That's all she could do. Kill for food and clothes and keep breathing. Keep living for that's all we ever can do.

Until we find it, our purpose.

Running and living alone made her cold.

Made her forget

Made her mad

In three years she had become a scary prisoner of her own hate towards the man the ruined her. So here she is running to Suna to take care of the man that broke her life.

So what do you think should I keep on keeping on…?

I really gots to know I going to update soon with more I like this story. I hope you do too. =)

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