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Chapter 2
Soul Retrieval Technique+
It is strange being aware that you are dead. Your body is not there but your spirit is and Faiths spirit was not ready to let go of the phsycial world just yet. She frantically searched for something to pull her back into her body, searched for something to grip onto in the vast emptyness that would let her go back.
She pleaded into the darkness, 'Just let me go back.' Then in the darkness, as if someone had heard her, a swirling wind of ribbons grabbed and pulled her out of the emptyness and back again into the world... though it was not the one she left behind.
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In a dark and dreary room lit with candles, one man with an incrediable amount of medical knowledge of a special kind, hovered over his newest experiment subject and he was quit pleased with his work. The test subject was breathing, something his countless other subjects failed to do each time he tried. It was the best results he had recieved, now he could only wait and see if the body would wake with its soul retrieved. If the subject was defect, ei no brain activity, then it would be discarded and the whole process would continue until it was right. The soul retrievel technique was nearing its completion, the person on the table need to only wake and it would be perfect.
The Dead Soul Technique was really an imperfect technique, the real goal was Soul Retreival Technique. Though as useful as the body revival technique was it could only be used on the dead for a limited time. His goal was to perfect the technique, to allow the soul back into the body and revive the person permenatly, not just a dead puppet.
With this power at thier hands they could bring back to life whom ever they wished and when you can bring back the dead there is no longer a fear of death. The ninja's at the hand of his master could be revived and used again, and ninjas that did not fear death are the most dangerous kind of all.
As the medic specialist was checking vitals of the newly revived person his master entered the room, he didnt have to ask why his master had come.
He pushed back his glasses with a smile. "The experiment so far has been successful. She is breathing again, but we will have to wait and see if there will be any negative effects on her brain and body if she wakes. If this succeeds, you will be able to use your shinobi that die again and again. They will be invincable. You will be invincable, Orchimaru-sama."
The golden eyes of the pale man glanced over the breathing body, a smile on his face. He was one step closer to being immortal, for when he recieved his new container he planned on keeping it alive and forever."Yes.", he agreed with his right handman, he would be invincable. His plans were falling into place one by one. "Inform me when its a complete success." He left and made his way down the dark corridor in search of his newest toy.
The medic nin returend to moniter his pateints vitals very closely, having just revived the body and implanted the soul was a very critical time. He took her wrist and checked her pulse with his chart in. He smiled when the woman on the table responded to his touch, he really didnt think it would be this short of a wait for her to wake.
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Waking+
'O shit my head hurts', was Faith's first thought when she woke. 'I think I am going to hurl.' was the second thought.
She opened her eyes only to find the room spinning in every direction and closed them immediately, if she had eaten anything recently she would have thrown up then. She tried to rub her head to relieve the pain but felt her arms to heavy to move, she felt as if she was immobile. She quickly thought back has much has her pounding head would allow and try to remember what happened. She remembered playing paint ball, eating BBQ, and driving home... in the rain... heavy rain... then she remembered. The truck. 'O yeah, the truck. Damn truck. Damn rain. What happened and where am I?.' She cursed in her head loudly with every pounding ache in her head, it felt as if that truck had driven over her head itself.. all 18 wheels and then reveresd to do it all over again.
She heard voices not to far off, 'I must be in a hospital.' but she was so wracked with pain she didnt comprehend a thing that was said, she just wanted her head to stop hurting. She was on the verge of tears with the pain when she felt warm fingers wrap around her wrist and she looked at the man she assumed was a doctor. He wore glasses, had white hair and something around his head. It was difficult to make out the details with the room spinning and her eyes unable to focus. She shut her eyes again making a mental note not to open her eyes again, she just might puke next time.
"This is good, you are awake already. How do you feel?", he asks his patient.
"ugh.." was Faiths only reply and her body begin trembling. The pain was so intense she barely registered his question, she couldnt even get a word out through her clenched teeth. 'Just give some pain killers you idiot'. she thought has she fought back the feeling that her head was about to be split open for the world to see.
When she didn't reply the doctor opend her eyes, checked her pupils and her pulse again which was increasing with each intense throb in her head. He frowned and placed a hand upon her head trying to pinpoint the cause of disress to his young patient. "Hmm. It seems like your brain was not ready for you to wake up just yet, being brought back from the dead must be very exhausting for the body and soul. This should help ease your pain you are feeling." He spread his palm and fingers across her temple and the pain immediately began to ease to dull throbs.
She was finally able to relax, breath, move and think just a little bit clearer now.. and to understand what he has just said. "Brought back from the dead.?" she said to herself but outloud.
He overheard her question, "Yes, you were dead by the time you were brought to me. One of the other shinobi from your team brought you back from the mission barely alive, but you had died by the time I arrived and..."
"uh.. mission.. shinobi?" she repeated under her breath confused, just loud enough for him to hear.
"Do you not remember the mission? It was quite successfull thanks to your efforts."
"Mission?" she questioned him. With the pain half of what it was earlier she chanced opening her eyes one more time too see the face she was talking too and found herself looking at a rather young ... doctor? 'ok,' she thought to herself, ' this guy looks too young to be a doctor.. and too young to have white hair.. and looks vaguely familiar.. and what is that on his head.. and this room is not a hospital room.. and did he say shinobi.' "Who are you?" she asked herself not meaning for it slip out for him to hear, she had an uneasy feeling about all this. Very very uneasy.
"Hmm.. do you not remember anything at all? Can you tell me who I am or who you are?". He looked truly concered that she wasn't able to remember. Something told her she just better keep silent and see what he said and Faith always listened to what her sixth sense told her.
"It appears you have amnesia, or else your memories have been wiped clean when you died. If you dont remember anything on your own within a few days, giving your body and mind some time to heal, we will try to regain your memories using a mind jutsu." This was something he had not expected. If the shinobi that were brought back could not remember thier past then it could be one big problem when they were revived. Orchimaru did not like problems.
"For the moment I will let you rest, you must be very exhausted after all, stay in bed and sleep. It may help you to remember. I'll be back later to check on your progress, Rai-san." He smiled and walked out the door leaving one hell of a confused Faith behind him.
Faith swallowed hard, that felling of dread still lingered close to her and the last parting words of that white haired man had her holding her breath... he had looked directly at her and called her Rai. She certainly would not be doing any resting any time soon.
Rai was not her name.
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Author notes: Short chapter I know... but i wanted to get it out there. The next chapter is in progress and will be longer and things will finally progrees a little bit faster as she comes to the grander scheme of things! Hopefully its not slow and boring for you guys?