Kara stood in the hallway of her apartment in dead shock. Sweat dripped down the back of her neck as her eyes became wide. Never in her wildest dreams had she predicted this would be the outcome of her actions. She took a deep breath in and reached for her phone in her pocket.

"DON'T MOVE!" the man inside her kitchen shouted angling the gun at her chest. She froze; fingers itching against the cold glass of the screen. She watched as he moved around her counter coming closer as the lights happened over his face. There were deep circles around his eyes like dark smudges of makeup and his red locks poked out from under a baseball cap. She felt two arms circle her from behind encasing her chest and rendering her defenseless. She kicked backwards screaming before the man in front of her put the barrel of the gun to her forehead.

"Stop screaming." She complied instantly. The man behind her smirked and breathed out against her ear.

"She's a fighter. Can I just knock her out?" he asked chuckling.

"No. We need her awake." A female said sauntering into the room from the living area. She leaned against the doorframe yawning crossing her lithe arms over her chest. Her blonde hair was tied into four distinct pony tails framing her face. Kara fought to control her breathing against the bigger man's hand.

"What now?" the boy with red hair quipped annoyed jamming the gun harder into her head. She squeezed her eyes shut hard and shivered. She didn't want to die.

"We deliver her. Nothing more, nothing less. We get paid when we drop her ass off." The woman shrugged her shoulders and paused to pull out a cigarette from her hip pocket.

"We had better get a good pay out on this girl." The red head snapped.

"Oh don't worry; the Akatsuki always pays well." She inhaled from the white stick.

"Yeah, and the Uchiha asked for this one specifically." Uchiha…Kara knew that name. Her insides rolled over and twisted into themselves. She felt panic seize her brain. This wasn't happening.

"Shit. We'll make bank off her then." The gun wielder laughed before smacking her hard in the jawline. She saw stars.

"GARRA!" the female yelled. "Don't damage the merchandise!"

"Sorry." He chuckled. "I got a little worked up."

(Three Days Later)

Kara rubbed the thick bruise on her jaw and inched her way back against the wall. She was in a dark room with no windows. After the three people who'd invaded her apartment took her they'd tied her up and locked her in a car trunk. A few days later they'd deposited her in this stank dungeon claiming that she'd be here until her recipient came to pick her up; the Akatsuki. Kara hit her head against the back of the bricked wall biting her lip which was swollen. She ran her tongue along the edge of her lip feeling the dried blood cracking there. She knew she'd gotten herself into trouble that night. She knew she'd made the wrong choice by calling and reporting what she'd seen to the police. She knew that calling them wouldn't bring back the person she'd seen shot by those guys but she hadn't known what else to do. Kara wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. None of those things would help her now.

The only exit to this room was a concrete and metal door which locked from the outside. Even if she were able to chip away at the hinges and somehow force it open she knew that the redhead was waiting on the other side. She'd heard him pacing outside of it whispering to himself at night. He never slept. She felt much safer inside this dark room than out there with him and a gun. She snubbed her toes into the dirt floor staring at what was the endless darkness around you. They'd taken her shoes and stripped her down to a tank top and supplied her with a pair of fitted shorts so she didn't have space to hide any weapons. Apparently they were afraid she'd make a prison shank, with what she didn't know, but it was just a precaution. Her wrists were rubbed where they'd help her with plastic zip ties. She wondered what time it was. With no windows she had no way to tell. She cringed as the door cracked open the metal biting against the hinges as the redhead named Gaara pushed it.

"Oi, got your water here." He made a whistling noise like she was a dog.

"Thanks." She mumbled staying in her respective corner. She hated him being anywhere near her.

"I'm not bringing it to you. Come and get it." There was no way she would do that. Kara stayed put silently. The man sighed agitated and narrowed his ringed eyes at her.

"Just set it down." She whispered without making eye contact. He was like an animal. Eye contact set him off.

"Come. Get. It." He ground between his teeth and her skin crawled. He was angry and that was bad. Against her better judgment she started to crawl forward to stand up off her knees. As she did her legs felt weak and shaky. She stumbled getting up and moved slowly towards him. Each step brought fear deeper into her bones. Kara eyed his body language as she got close enough to touch the cup. She tried hard not to let her fingers touch his but it was impossible. Skin brushed skin. She cringed taking a scared step back yanking the cup with her clutching it against her chest. He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not going to bite. Actually," he sighed rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm not as bad of a guy as I seem right now." He smiled. She didn't like him smiling. She didn't want to talk to him. She took more steps back retreating into the shield of darkness that cloaked her again. He stayed standing in the doorway watching her with the only light she'd seen in hours or days, she wasn't sure, pouring over him. He shrugged and shut the door gently letting the locks click back to her prison. She sank down to the floor and swigged back the water chugging it. A few drops ran down her chin and instantly she wanted more. The cup was gone all too soon.

A few hours later there was a thudding knock on the door. Gaara never knocked. It was possible this was the female. She seemed more sincere than he did by far. Hoping for the best Kara shifted her weight and got to her feet quickly. She fitted her back against the wall as usual and nervously slicked her hands against her pants trying to dry them. The door gave way spilling light into the room, this time dimmer so it had to be florescent, which meant that it was night. Two men stepped into the room. She didn't know these guys. Kara sucked in a breath as the light caught one showing that his skin was actually painted or dyed blue. His hair was a spikey deeper shade. Her breath caught in her chest seeing that he had tattoos of deep black gills marked into his neck. This guy was serious bad news. He oozed scary. He and the other younger male were both wearing chic black suits fitted to their bodies.

"You'll be leaving with us now Kara." The younger male spoke. His voice reigned over the other male's presence signaling him as the leader. She did not move at first trying to take in his features. He was moderately tall, taller than her, and he had long ebony hair tied back at the nape of his neck. His skin was pale and his eyes were acutely aware of everything going on around them. She knew if she made one move, he'd be on her.

"That means now kid." The blue man spoke shaking his head. Kara couldn't find the will to move. She was too scared. She didn't want to go with these men. She knew that if she did they would most certainly kill her. This meant her death.

"Please…no…" she croaked out biting her lip wrapping her arms around her stomach.

"My name is Uchiha, Itachi and I'm not asking you if you would like to come with us…I'm telling you to move." The man's hand slid over her arm gripping it with a gentle but firm hold and pulled her forward off the wall. Kara knew fighting him wouldn't be of any use and she went without further comment. The blue man moved in behind her as Itachi guided her forward. They both had her trapped and she'd have to go forward with them.

"You're about to become something incredible kid." The blue man smirked behind her. "You don't even have a clue."

"Shut up Kisame and let's get moving." As the exited the crumbling building Kara saw a slick black Buic awaiting them engine running.

"Welcome to the Akatsuki brat." He finished as they ducked her into the car opening the door.