Hey guys, this is the first chapter, I hope you like it and fingers crossed I have time to write the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I, WhatWhoDied, do not own Naruto or any other epic people :D but I do own the main character!

Reasons for Rating: This is a T because T is for Torture & Violence that comes later on in the chapters :D Some people may find disturbing thanks :P

Also this story is going to be based on my own opinion on what will happen during the fourth ninja war but that won't be the plot until further into the story. Be free to give your own ideas!

"Agggghhh" someone screamed behind the steel door, I pressed my hands further to my skull, trying to block out the endless cries for help that never seemed to stop echoing in my head.

The tears had dried up on my cheeks long ago but they left my eyelashes damp as a reminder of the pain, I curled my legs up to reach my chin, hugging them tightly, I wished for the nightmare to end but as usual my wishes were ignored.

I shifted my numb bum on the cold ground with the last bit of energy I had in order to lie down and hide from those who came for us, the floor was cold and sharp in places but I could not feel it any more as it was the least of my worries.
The room was dreary, dark and cold, it was covered in exposed stone, that was dripping with water due to poor insulation of the ceiling.

I could hardly make out the faces of those held captive aswell as me from the only fragments of light escaping the barred window above me. the people around me were sleeping from exhaustion, but me and a few others never slept just in case they came.
We were more like cattle than people, all crammed into a room together, one at a time we would be shipped out and a few more would take your place since you would never return.
I was one of the first ten to come, seeing the door open every single day, people getting thrown in or someone being dragged out...

The cries stopped at a sickening halt, I heard another door open and close- they were taking away the body. I sighed and turned over facing away from the door, it would be a matter of time before they came for the next one.

We didn't know the reason we were here, we were just taken by force and bundled in here until they came for us and then judging by the screams and stench when the steel door was open, death lay just upon those doors.

Though I had figured it out from hearing the stories of those captives who were brave enough to speak about how they got here, we were people no one would notice missing, not ninja's or Kages's or anybody important, just the average lonely people you walk past every single day and never realise- we were unwanted.

My parents died when I was young, doing a mission, so I was left an orphan and decieded to fend for myself, so I was an easy target, you see, to get. No one cared if I was gone, or if I stayed...
They, the ones who came for me, said I could see my parents again if I came with them, as some sort of bribe, I being wise, or so I thought, told them to go away, I am 9 and I have spent 4 years of my life without them, why would I want to see them now?

But the strangers didn't take it as a no and knocked me unconcious, I would of put up a much better fight when they attacked me but my parents didn't want me to go to Ninja Academy, they said it was too dangerous, they also couldn't have any more children, so I was their only one.
Their so called protection may lead to my death.

The boy led next to me stirred in his sleep, clinging onto my ill fitting gray top, we all had the same, gray top and gray shorts, just two sizes- big or small, I smiled slightly to myself he was only about 6 and yet he was like a child, petrified and innocent, but who wouldn't be if you were in our position?

I heard footsteps approaching the door to our room and wincead as the steel door's lock started to move slowly.
As the door flung open I was temporarily blinded by the light flooding in, filling the once dark room with torch light that was the flames it was blinding to see for the three weeks I have been cooped up in here.

I squeezed my eyes shut praying that the figure that bursted in didn't notice me.
Their loud footsteps matched my heartbeat and the swish of the flames in the torch they strolled to a women near me who was sleeping soundly, they grabbed under her arm and slung her over their shoulder, they exited locking the door.
I flinched as they grabbed her, not wanting to repeat what happened to the last man who tried to stand in the way-he was the one they dragged down the hallway...

They killed hi in front of my eyes, he also was one of the originals, the only one who spoke to me, although I was scared and didn't reply, he kept talking to me, and that day he flipped, seeing too much of the torture we have had to go through.
They coldly took out a shuriken and threw it at him, they removed it from his dead body and dragged him away.
We never see their faces because it is so dark in our room and their body against the light emphasises the black silhouette.

After the door had been locked, leaving us in darkness again, I knew that I could sleep now, knowing that she should be the last for the day-they only test on three a day.
Shutting my exhausted eyes, my body slouched against the cold, damp wall, I could feel the damp seeping through my gray top, shivering slightly at the cold.
My eyes felt heavy even though they were closed, I felt drowsy and yet could not sleep.
I shut my eyes tighter wishing that my body would let me sleep, I started sliding down the damp wall until I was led on the floor-feeling much more comfortable my brain began to slowing down...

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