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I never thought I was was anyone special or important,so I don't really know why something like this happened to me but it did. I was a college student working on my medical degree. I had plenty of money to pay for my tuition is due to my inheriting my grandmother's entire estate(quite possibly angering the rest of my family, scratch that, I know they're still mad with that one.) but I still had a job to earn money for everything else. I earned extra money on the side by selling charms and reading fortunes under a false name. I was your average hedgewitch, I didn't do anything particularly out of the ordinary, at least not in public. The magic's been in my family for generations. My family was all purists, they hady entire life mapped out for me. I was to study the Craft and on my 21st Birthday I was to marry the boy they had picked for me. Nevermind that I had graduated highschool at the age of 12. I always had thrown myself into learning. I had wanted to do so much more. I had always been a natural healer which was a huge disappointment to my family. Generations of them had always been more inclined to the …well let's just say the darker side of the spectrum of magic. Healing was definitely on the opposite end of said spectrum. That along with what they called my proclivity towards humans and their matters always dissappointed them. Disgusted them. They couldn't understand. They hated me, but didn't want to let me go. I hated it. I hated them and their darkness. College was my escape. Well that and my grandmother's will. She had always said that I was meant for great things. That I wasn't meant for this world. I had never understood what she had meant. She was the one who had overruled the my training when it became apparant that my magic was different than theirs. She overruled every single one of my family, saying that she wasn't going to have my gift tainted. She was the one who helped me escape. The day she died, she called me into her room. She gave me an envelope containing everything for a new identity along with the paperwork willing me all her personal effects including almost $989,000. Then she cast the spells that would hide me from those who would to find me. She told me to run. To get away. And I did. I felt when she died later that night. I didn't stop. I kept going. That was when I was 13. It's been 4 years They've been hunting me ever since. I should have known they would find me. No one is ever allowed to leave the fold. They would drag me back kicking and screaming to bind my magic and to force me into the life they wanted for me. In my defense, I didn't think they would find me on the day they did. At the exact time. And while I was attempting a spell that I probably shouldn't have been. Oops.

Chapter Playlist: Every Storm Runs Out, Kingdom Come.