Prologue

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As usual, young Sakura's face was lit up with a wide grin. It seemed that wherever she went a bright, warm aura followed her. Her father, Kizashi, proudly held her hand and walked her around the village.

"Dad, look! Why is he so sad?" asked the small child. The child's finger was pointed at a small boy with his golden coloured hair sticking out messily.

"Stay away from him, Sakura. He's nothing but trouble." Kizashi whispered under his breath.

Sakura, who tended to reach out to everyone, puffed out her cheeks angrily. She stomped her feet and turned back to the lonely boy. Sakura could see a faint trail of tears on his cheeks. "He's crying, Dad," Sakura stated in a low voice. Kizashi looked his daughter in the eye only to shiver in fright, "I want to be his friend." Her voice had lowered into a dark, intimidating voice, one a five-year-old shouldn't be able to do.

Sakura always hid under her carefree facade, she wanted to hide her other side. A darker, more dangerous side. The side that told only the darkest truth in everything, her Inner self.

"G-Go ahead, Sakura... say hi..." Kizashi breathed out nervously. The petite pink haired girl smiled brightly and skipped over to the sulking boy.

"Hello, my name is Sakura Haruno! What's your name?"

Her two personalities scared her parents. And when they later saw a small seal on her neck they burst out crying. But when they searched for what type of seal it was, they turned pale.

It was an advanced seal for sealing demons. Better yet, for sealing dangerous, terrifyingly strong demons. Even worse, the seal was almost invisible signifying the fact the demon and their child had communicated.

Still, they tried to give their child a regular civilian life. They were going to make her become civilian, for the sake of her and the village.

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"Go home, immediately. There's trouble."

Sakura paused and waved goodbye to Ino, her first friend. "I just remembered I need to go home!" was her excuse.

When she exited the compound Sakura bolted to her house. She ignored the other villagers looking at her questionably.

Why do I need to go home? Sakura asked her Inner, the nickname she had given the demon inside of her.

"Your parents are mere civilians, weak and cowardly." Sakura wished to glare at Inner but was too focused on running back home to focus on trivial matters. "But they have enemies, ninja enemies. They have entered the house and are planning to kill your mother and father."

Sakura found more energy and went faster than she had ever done before. At least without chakra. Mom! Dad! Sakura could only wish that they had fended for themselves well enough to have given her more time.

Suddenly, she saw a hitai-ate. "The person is a strong ninja! Ask him to help you!" Inner urged.

Sakura skidded to a stop and cried, "Someone broke into my home!" The ninja stiffened. He spun around and Sakura ran towards my home once more. Inner sent chakra into her legs forcing to go faster.

Sakura neared her house and saw the lock busted and the door wide open. A high pitched shriek was heard from inside. Mom! Inner forced, even more, chakra into Sakura's legs as she ran inside the ninja hot on her trail. She could tell he didn't use chakra.

Sakura's house seemed larger than usual, it seemed like a maze. She felt a few tears slip from her eyes as she followed the ninja into the kitchen. Sakura could smell the metallic stench of blood.

As they entered the room Sakura froze. in front of her were three ninjas and two bodies. The Konoha ninja quickly... got rid... of the... the trash.

But in a flash around seven more shinobi appeared. One of gripped onto Sakura's shoulders and stabbed her thigh. She looked at her mother who was pinned on the wall. Blood seeped out of her stomach her eyes weakly moved to the pink haired girl.

She whispered six words to her child. Sakura felt her eyes well up.

The ninja behind Sakura stabbed my stomach and punched my nose, successfully breaking it. She let out a scream. Suddenly, five ANBU ninjas broke in and caught the enemies off guard. They defeated them but at the cost of fifteen lives and a child's childhood.