The ocean seethed and roiled beneath the dark, bruised clouds, and the wind howled and tore up vegetation as great bullets of rain punished the land, shearing great chunks of rock from the cliff side to plummet into the water. It was the largest and most violent storm this bit of land had ever seen, a phenomenon that had the beasts of the land retreating deep into their dens for shelter. Lightning flashed, and a clap of thunder ripped through the air, illuminating the carnage for one brief moment before plunging everything into darkness once more. A figure inside the mouth of a small cave shivered and curled up into a tighter ball, hiding their face from the freezing, cutting wind.
A particularly violent gust barreled through, threatening to rip the figure out of the tight little hole they had packed themself into. The figure was trembling violently from cold and fear, but gathered up the courage to make their way deeper inside the cave to seek shelter from the cruel wind and rain. Another flash of lightning revealed the figure to be a woman, her long dark hair sticking to her face and grey eyes holding the sort of look a cornered animal would woman ventured deeper into the cave, the dark soon consuming what little light came from outside. It seemed to go on for quite a while, and the woman vaguely wondered if it would eventually flood.
All of a sudden she froze, staying absolutely still as the crunch of bone and the tearing of meat met her ears. Something else was occupying the cave, something that sounded just as large, if not larger, than her. The woman crouched, frozen, for what seemed like an eternity, the frantic thudding of her heart drowned out in the din of the storm still raging outside. She couldn't see what was ahead of her, but she could definitely hear it. It sounded like it was gorging itself upon an abundance of food, almost frantically, and the woman's own stomach ached with hunger. The storm had been going on for nearly a week, and the only thing she had been able to catch were stray insects and crustaceans hiding in narrow cracks and crevices in the rock. Perhaps she could take this creature by surprise, and kill it before it killed her?
Carefully, ever so carefully, she moved her foot forward, her breath freezing in her throat. Withdrawing her aura into Zetsu had become almost instinctive by now, and as she crept forward, the sounds of tearing flesh grew louder. However, once she had determined that she was near enough to administer a desperate strike in the dark, the creature in front of her paused in the darkness, sniffing, right when the woman's foot nudged the skull of some sort of small animal, making it skitter loudly across the stone.
A beat of silence passed, the woman's pulse thundering in her ears before the creature let out a terrifying screech. The woman sensed it make a lunge at her and just barely managed to scramble away, feeling a pair of jaws narrowly miss her calf. She bounded back up through the passage like a rabbit, the creature hot on her heels. The woman darted back to the entrance of the cave and risked a glance back. She couldn't go out into the storm; the wind would blow her away and smash her against the rocks. But she couldn't stay here; she was too weak from her hunger to fight off the creature in the tunnel.
Unfortunately, the choice wasn't hers as the creature, looking rather like an enormous, two meter tall ant, barreled right into her, knocking the both of them out into the furious storm. A long staff materialized in the woman's hand, which she used to hold back the insect's sharp pincers and only got in a single blow to the insect's front appendage, smashing it so hard that it nearly severed it from the arm, before the wind caught them both, ripping them away from each other and hurling them straight over the cliffs, blowing them west as if they were mere leaves caught in a breeze.
A bit of rock caught in the vicious gale struck the side of the woman's head. Her last thoughts before passing out were of a scruffy man with golden-brown eyes and her infant son, both of whom she hadn't seen in nearly thirteen years.
A/N: Well? Is it a decent prologue...?
