Sakura the beginning of a kunoichi
Foreword
Sometimes fate can be heartless.
There are those who are born with wealth, some with poverty, some are born to be powerful while others have to sweat and bleed to overcome and have a better future. Each person comes to this world with its destiny already written, to have something to fulfill, some message to deliver, to complete something not finished. One is not here by accident, there is always a hidden motive behind.
My father and my father's mother taught me what our ancestors taught: life, death and the delicate thread of destiny that guides people to the end. I always cursed, hated and repudiated fate.
My family is cursed. I always thought about it and will continue thinking until my last breath. A cruel destiny intertwined with our blood, a destiny even worse than death, a destiny with a road full of thorns and dangerous tests that can lead to madness even the most sane person. Some relatives and I fled, believing in vain that in one way or another we could escape the curse.
How naive we were.
For a while we live in ignorance and darkness, we mix with ordinary people to go unnoticed. At that time I got pregnant, I didn't want my children and the children of my children to carry the same things I did, so I decided to put an end to the family tradition. When I thought that we could finally free our destiny and have a peaceful life, my family ended up falling into the hands of death due to a terrible illness leaving me alone with my husband, son and sister-in-law, my husband and I taught them the softest family traditions hiding the dirtiest secrets.
Once again fate exploded in my face when I had my grandson, again I witnessed the cruel destiny that seeks the way to show the inevitable path that one must take. That night when my second granddaughter was born, I cried without stopping until dawn. This time the gods make fun of me for wanting to overcome the cursed destiny of the Haruno.
I resigned myself to the future. The only thing I'm sure of is that we cross the thin line between blooming as a great power or perishing until destruction.
Life is cruel so much you let it be so.
No, I wasn't going to give up.
Suddenly I came to the realization that I was doing everything wrong, I was just turning a blind eye to put reality aside. As I held my granddaught er in my arms, the small, fragile creature concluded that although I was as damned as the other Haruno, I could do something to change destiny. Destiny is not forged in stone.
What I never expected and nobody else did was Kurama's attack.
The day had started well, my son and his wife decided to leave so I asked them to leave my granddaughter to take care of her. When she was seven months old, she would crawl around the house if one gets distracted. I did not take care of her alone, the spirits always help me. I was amazed and worried about the great affinity of Sakura to see spirits, next to her were Luck and Mother nature playing. It was already getting dark so I decided to go into the house for lunch.
It was only a second, a second that I neglected. When I returned everything was silent, Luck and Nature were no longer there. Fear seized me, I ran to Sakura until I found her lying in the courtyard of the house with a dark shadow undulating without dark form hovering over her. I ran and scared the creature.
They found her.
Once the shadows were gone I leaned toward Sakura, her eyelids closed and her breathing rough. Suddenly, a spiral of black chakra began to come out of her chest. In that moment I knew, I couldn't let the inevitable happen now. Just at that moment that I took her in my arms, Kurama escaped from her container, I did not know if it could be a bad omen or call it an opportunity. I decided it was an escape.
Konoha was on fire, chaos and the smell of death lurked in the crowded streets of frightened people seeking refuge. Ninjas and civilians ran with blood and wounds piercing their bodies. Thanks to the confusion and fear that everyone had, they did not even notice me carrying a small bundle in their hands towards the opposite direction of the shelters …
We ran to the outskirts of the village, even at that distance the roar of Kurama was heard as if he were one step behind us. From the center of Konoha, the great fox rose fiercely, moving its nine tails as if they were tongues of fire. I was hoping someone would do something to stop him, meanwhile, I expected to stop my granddaughter. Sakura's chakra began to thicken more and more to the point where my arms began to burn under her touch.
I had to hurry or instead of dying by Kurama's clutches it will be Sakura's.
Once inside the forest I came to a small clearing where I could manage safely and seal the power of Sakura for several years. I bit my finger and invoked the ancestral call of the family: dragons. Beneath the smoke bomb appeared a small red dragon with yellow eyes named Ryuu.
"Take good care of her, Ryu," I said and the dragon nodded, exhaling smoke through his nose.
With my blood I made a stamp on the lawn, in the middle of it I put Sakura who was still unconscious, so I made a couple of stamps with my hand and a trail of light covered all the seal and Sakura. Suddenly, black shadows shot out of the grass directly at me in an attempt to attack me and avoid completing the seal I placed on Sakura's chest. Ryu appeared and began attacking them by throwing fireballs to drive them away.
The ritual was about to end so a shadow with a desperate movement went straight to Sakura, seeing this I interjected receiving the blow in the stomach. Just then the black chakra disappeared and ended sealed in his heart, with that the shadows disappeared.
Here on the floor I sighed with relief, without strength and on the verge of death I could not help but smile strongly when I saw my little speck of pink hair sleeping as if the world were nothing more than a breeze of fresh air. She is alive and safe. Gathering the few strengths left to me, I dragged myself leaving a path of blood behind until I reached my beloved granddaughter.
Destiny is cruel, but, choice determines destiny, and my destiny here in life was to give Sakura time to decide the future.
"Protect Sakura" I repeated to Ryu before coughing up blood. I'm dying.
I looked up to see the clan call. Just looking at us we understand, with me once dead, what was once the clan will no longer be. The clan is cursed, Sakura is cursed. But I gave him a chance to choose between light and dark, and with that happiness overwhelms me thinking that I finally did something right. My family would take good care of Sakura and maybe her path with thorns to know the truth of the Haruno will not be so stormy because of our fault, although ignorance will be her best ally until she is mature enough to discover the truth.
Just maybe I should not hide the past and the meaning of being a Haruno, maybe if I had not been so cowardly, things will be different for Sakura and the clan, maybe it will lead Sakura on the right track instead of perdition. Because not being there for her is the greatest repentance I leave on this earth.
Now, everything falls on your hands.
"Be strong Sakura" I said seeing her face calm before looking at the sky that was painted reddish by the fire.