Hello people of fanfiction! So it's been awhile...and I really should be working on Three Wishes, but I've run into a bit of a wall with it. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll get over it soon. I hope so anyway. But back on track, welcome to my new fic, Broken. This is something that I started probably a year and a half ago, but said I wouldn't put up until one of my ongoing fics was finished. That obviously didn't happen, but I've been having inspiration for this so I decided to go with it. Anywho, enjoy! Oh and do review. It's much appreciated.
I ran. Ran until it hurt. Rain pounded my battered frame while my wounds throbbed and `more bruises and scrapes, accumulated by my frenzied run to escape, stung. My legs had no feeling left except a dull ache. Fire engulfed my lungs, licking at my throat as I gasped in air. The energy and stamina fueling my flight was was rapidly draining, making my escape even more precarious, particularly now that I was ready to pass out.
Even worse than the burning sensation that my body had become was fear. It's bitter tang lay heavily on my tongue. Fear that I would collapse and lose myself to that, never to be found or perhaps even more frightening, that his people would find. Fear of the torture that would await me if such an event occurred.
I had to escape. If I had stayed...No. I couldn't think about that now. Nothing good would come of it. My remaining energy needed to be focused on getting as far as I could manage. Black swarmed my vision even as I thought this, causing me to stumble and briefly lose consciousness.
I had waited to run until we were at the hideout nearest to Konoha to implement my escape plan. Images flashed through my mind of the friend, the only one I'd had in the horrible, who had told me about the village. She had escaped here. Hopefully I would be successful and see her again. If she was right, the people of the Hidden Leaf would help me. I could only hope I was close enough for them to. I could barely walk now, and I knew there was no chance of me running.
I managed maybe another thirty paces before my legs completely gave out. I crashed to the ground, limp as a doll and more exhausted than I could ever remember being. A twinge at my left side reminded me of the price of my escape and a shudder rattled me as I remembered the deaths I had caused to free myself. No more meaningless death after this. I couldn't let that happen. I would change.
The sound of movement penetrated my mindless fog. A blurred silhouette blocked the dripping water from my face, completely, unlike the trees which had simply lessened the downpour. In the dark though none of the features of the figure above me were clear enough for me to see. I struggled to stay awake, petrified with the thought that one of that snake's people might have found me, but my vision swam, blurring the figure even further and darkness crawled across my sight.
I tried to lift my arm to punch, or claw, or defend myself by any means, but ripple of pain shook my body, emanating from the spot of my left and sapped the last of my strength. Blackness overtook me and the identity of the figure above me remained unknown as I was dragged into the abyss of unconsciousness.