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Authors Note:

I do not mind flames because I believe in criticism but I will not allow anyone to go on a religious rant just because I have altered Christianity slightly to fit my plot.

There is a very good reason why this site is called because this is all from my imagination.

I will not apologize to anyone because you found this fanfic offensive to your religious beliefs.

I admit I am a Christian and I do admit that not all of what is included in this story is both accurate and true. BUT you must also take into consideration the fact that this is just a story and I am not legitimately saying that what I wrote is fact.

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Sincerely,

Jennnn


Demons.

God's fallen angels.

Satan's beloved followers.

They are everywhere and nowhere. Damned creatures that had turned against God to follow Lucifer in overturning the kingdom of the Lord. They walked blindly into their own demise and were struck down by their own greed. They failed and were put in exile, never would they set their eyes on paradise again.

Angry at the lost of the heavenly war, they set their sights on destroying God's most precious creation: man.

During this time they were the shadows upon mankind and moved as the invisible hand towards man's own destruction. Hundreds had died from being driven to the brink of insanity and taking their own lies.

Along with the lives of their loved ones.

Sickness both mental and physical spread like a plague among the nations and chaos threatened to overcome the diminishing race. Many feared during this dark age that man would cease to exist before their given time.

The darkness was ever looming...

Until man was blessed through the archangel Micheal. He spread the word of God and created warriors among the dying nations.

His apostles became the first of a new breed: exorcists.

Humans chosen by the Lord himself to expel the demons and send them to a dimension where they will await Judgment Day. They have the ability to use the force of God and manifest it as chakra in order to fight the darkness.

With the birth of these super humans, civilization began to graudally come into place and human kind finaly had a weapon against the beasts. Those found chosen were taken to an Academy where they would learn everything they needed to know about being an exorcist.

Exorcism was all they would know, all they would live for.


"Show no weakness, for God has none and neither should his chosen warriors."

Those were the first words taught to me when I was first brought into the Konoha Academy. I had no idea why I was being taken there or about being a chosen one. I was brought before the Konoha Council members, like so any others had been before.

I was only 6 years old and had no knowledge of Heaven or Hell. T

he only things that mattered to me were falling eyelashes and dandelions.

Innocent and pure simplicity.

But there I was in a cold, unfamiliar building with many strangers clothed in white robes examining me. I remember my limbs slightly shaking from either the cold or from fear.

Maybe both.

Their scrutinous gaze dragged themselves from my unusual pink hair to my emerald eyes stinging with venomous tears. I couldn't bring myself to look any of them in the eye less I lose myself completely and crawl into a ball.

One of the strange people clothed in white stood. He was slightly tanned and looked to be very old. His eyes were dark and slanted into a curious gaze. He cleared his throat and after what seemed like an eternity, spoke.

"May I ask your name child?" I hesitated at the gentleness of his tone for I had expected harshness. I swallowed passed the lump in my throat and spoke through trembling lips, "Haruno...Sakura."

He nodded as if he were taking note and then sighed. "Do you know why you are here Miss Haruno Sakura?" His demeanor shown with a wealth of patience as I slowly shook my head, a few tears spilling over my cheeks as I did so.

He clasped his hands behind his back and gave a small smile.

"You have been chosen by God to become something special. Something that will require you to be strong. You were brought here to evolve into a holy woman. A woman who will not cry when faced with an obstacle and who will be good. You have a gift that not everyone has and that makes you different in a very special way. This is Konoha Academy. Here you will be taught how exactly to become that woman and how to use your unique ability. This is your new home, your school, and your church. You will learn many things and it will be challenging. But the road to Heaven is not an easy one to get to. Only those with faith will be able to stand in the same presence as our soveirgn Lord. Do you have faith in our Lord and in his divine powers?"

I didn't entirely comprehend the question that was asked of me but I nodded my head anyways, afraid of the consequences if I had declined. His smile grew as he began to explain where I was and what would happen to me.

It all seemed so surreal. I was hoping to wake up at any moment to my mother calling me for breakfast and my father humming while he read the paper.

I yearned for normality.

A normality that was lost as soon as I nodded.

As soon as I sealed my fate.