Hello, this is the official first chapter of the rewrite.

Again, I apologize for the late updates oTL

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I only own Shi and any oc in this story that I create

I came to in a dark place. It was filled with liquid and I wiggled because I didn't want to drown. But I didn't, and it confused me. I opened my mouth, feeling a slimy membrane covering it. I kicked my legs, feeling a barrier all around me.

I didn't know where I was or why I was here. I should be dead.

I had died… right? I tried remembering what and how I had died, but when I did. My mind would be filled with static. I flinched against it and stopped thinking all together. I couldn't remember what had happened.

I didn't know. I squirmed some more, desperately wanting to escape this cage of sorts. I moved my hands, feeling them uncurl in front of me and push up before they went back to where they had been resting against my chest. From how I was laying, I was in a fetal position I assumed.

Which was abnormal.

I squirmed once more, feeling pressure form all around me. I slid downward and it felt like I was being compressed and sucked out all at once. I didn't like it, but if it got me out of this weird place than so be it.

I wiggled again feeling my feet hit cold air. I don't think this was right. Something was wrong, I felt a hand – if I was correct – come and tug on me. I cried out in pain, my middle feeling like it was being squished.

And then I was hit with a rush of ice cold air. My lungs, suddenly realizing they could work again, released a loud cry at being freed. I cried again and again, unable to stop myself. I found it comforting, being able to hear my own cries.

I didn't question the fact that I was crying, because I was glad I could be free. I was held in the hand of the being who had grabbed me and I was cleaned with warm water. I sputtered against the water when it splashed against my face.

My lip quivered and I began crying once more. Loud, ear-splitting cries it seemed. I was then wrapped in a soft material. It was fluffy and also warm. It smelled nice from what I could make of it through a stuffed up nose.

I snuggled into the warmth of it, my cries slowing down. I took a breath of air through my nose, feeling it clean and breathable and I liked that a lot more than the stuffed one I had previous. I kept my eyes closed, my lids much too heavy for me to open.

I think I was taken back the way I had been previous, but I wasn't sure. The sounds from before sounded about the same, through all the fuzziness. I was lowered and someone else took hold of me.

I felt how warm they were, and I was held closely to a woman's chest. It was a woman because she was soft, very soft and smelled really nice and I liked it. I was comfortable and felt safe when I was held by this person. She was humming in a weird way.

I didn't understand what she was saying. Other voices came through, and again I couldn't understand what they were talking about or of. But I believed it was about me.

"She's very small." That was a male's voice, from the deepness of the tone.

"She's just a baby. And she was born two months early." The woman holding me said her chest vibrating as she spoke. I curled up closer to her in the thing I was covered in.

"But Hidan was much bigger than her when he was born 6 years ago." Again the man argued with the woman. She brought me from her chest and held me upward, "Hold her. She is your daughter after all."

"She's weak. I will not hold her until she's stronger." The man stated, his voice holding anger. I didn't like it and I shied away giving a small cry, that was quickly hushed by the woman as she brought me close to her again.

"Fine, be like that then, go bring in Hidan. It's time he meets the sister he's been begging us for." She retorted, her own voice holding anger. The male said something low before his footsteps faded off.

"I'm sorry little one. Your father would have liked you to have been stronger, that's all. You will though. You'll be the strongest kunoichi in all the land when you're older." She told me, her finger running along my cheek.

At some point in all of this, I had realized that I was a baby. I should be shocked, but I wasn't. And I wasn't entirely too sure why. I just went along with it and let my instincts act on their own.

The sound of a door clicked and smaller footsteps pounded over, followed by the heavy footsteps of the man from before. The woman gave off a laugh of sorts, which I loved because it was warm and sweet sounding.

"Is that her?" A child's voice stated his tone loud but it was quickly hushed by the woman.

"It is. This is your new baby sister." She replied laughing at how excited his tone was.

"She's so tiny!" He exclaimed, I felt him touch my cheek with his finger and he was quickly scolded for that.

"Hidan! She's little, be careful with her." The woman said, her voice chiding.

"Sorry mama." The little boy whispered softly.

"That's alright sweetheart, you didn't know." The woman asked her voice back to the gentle tone it had previously been.

"Yeah!" The child cheered. His happy tone stirred something within me and I suddenly got the motivation to move. I moved my head and my eyes flickered. I forced my eyelids to lift, they were still heavy but they flickered and I opened them, slowly.

I flinched back against the light from the area we were in and closed them again. But with determination I opened them fully, coming face to face with a pair of wide, purple eyes. He was staring at me, silver hair falling over and around his face. He stared and I stared back.

"…Look mama she has dark red eyes like Papa and her hair's white, like yours and papa's put together. But her eyes look different; they look like how a dead person would be. 'Doll-like' as papa would say." The child stated, tilting his head to get a better look at me. He was speaking a lot, so I assumed he knew what he was saying. That or he just liked to talk.

"Hm? Oh how wonderful, Hidan. She looks like you too, since she is your sister. Her hair might be a shade or two lighter, but she has the same facial features as you, like your nose," The child giggled at something she did, "and she's going to be strong like you someday."

"Really? Cool! Mama," The child said softly.

"Yes Hidan?" She replied back, her voice warm and loving.

"What did you name her?" He asked gently, his finger had found my hand and I was holding it tightly as I stared up at him.

"Well, her name is Shi." She replied, looking down at me. She had coal black hair that fell over her shoulders in smooth waves and even brighter pink eyes. I took in her appearance and then the little boy's. The man from before came over and I got a good look at him. He had messy light gray hair and his eyes were a blood red in color.

He looked at me with distaste and I didn't understand why. But I came to the conclusion that these people were my family.

My Father, My Mother and my older Brother.

More to come

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