{Authors' Note} so this is chapter two… I do not know if it is as good as the first but I really tried hard okay? Because I didn't know if this would be a chaptered story or a fanfic, I kinda left the first chapter at an awkward spot and it was hard to work with.

DISCLAIMOR: do not own naruto, do however own this storyline and plot.

Imposters

It was a surprise to me- how bright the sun was. It was almost piercing through my skin and burned me down to the bone. I guess it was just that I hadn't seen it for a few days… that was the innicial shock.

After I left home, I found that even though the streets looked decolent and calm, they weren't, it was just for show, it just what they wanted you to think. When apparently, they hid on the streets as the 'injured' and begged for safety like the 'scared.' But they weren't, they were just trying to trick you.

They would lure you into a false sense of security… and it fooled so many people, just not me.

It was probably my years of being a medic that helped the most. Things like being able to tell real blood from fake, the light smell of the sugar on rubber scars that told me this wasn't a real injury. At first I thought I should help them, and it ate away at me to walk away and leave them their, but… somehow, I knew that he wouldn't have me help them. He would have me walk on, and when I saw what happened to those who did stop and help I was glad I didn't.

It took hours of hiding in bushes and everything I had went into not crying, not making a sound to give away my hiding spot. I watched what happened. People would stop and help, try to bandage the person in need, try to feed them what little they had for themselves, try to help them in whatever way they could manage. Then they kept you their longer and longer, you would tell them that you needed to keep moving, keep hiding before another bomber came, or another shooting squad, but they couldn't walk. What were they to do? Those on the streets looked so…. So helpless, you couldn't just leave them their to die. So they stayed, they would drift off to sleep sometime or another… and when they did, they never woke up.

One man in particular, he was old, maybe in his 40's. He had long and wiry grey hair, his hands were large and seemed caloused. His face was flat and had folds in the skin around his mouth from all the laughing he must of done when he was younger, but he wasn't laughing now, and the skin sagged around his mouth and pulled his lips into a decrepid frown.

He was walking with a torn pack on his back, covered in soot he walked

down the street and around the corner. A women, not too much older then he lay on the ground, holding her 'bleeding leg', she was begging alound for help.

"Someone… anyone…. Help me…. please…."

I guess she either reminded him of someone or just looked like she really needed help, because he stopped as soon as he saw her and stayed all day.

Come to think of it, it would make more sense if she did look like someone that had died that he loved. She was so suspicious, no one fell for it either, they thought she was so obvious, just laying their… screaming.

That's what is eating at me, that she was screaming, when everyone else was trying to stay quite, stay hidden this one woman was crying. It was probably a system they used, everyone keeps crying until someone stops, then they shut up.

Anyway, he stayed with her for a few hours, fixing up her leg and trying to get her to drink what little he had in water rashins. He attempted to carry her but she screamed in pain, so he would place her down. So he stayed with her into the night, and fell asleep.

I felt this deep, sharp, pain in my chest when I saw her pull a knife across his throat. He stayed with her all day, and she pulled a knife on him in his sleep.

She was shocked too, but I don't think it was because of what she did, rather something the man did. Maybe he said something, or just looked at her a certain way, but she broke out in tears when she killed him.

I couldn't watch anymore, so scuddled through the reckage and trees to somewhere safer.

{Authors' Note} So was it okay? Was it bad? Was it good? Is it keeping up with the standards of the first one? Did you love it? Or not? Please review so I can improve it! Thank you!