"Hey Morgan want to come spar with us?" A young red-headed girl asked as she shook awake a young silver haired girl who was lying on a bed.

The silver haired girl then opened her eyes and sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes and then looked her red haired friend and shook her head as an answer to the question.

"Are you sure? We hardly ever see you practice." Came the voice of the young dark skinned girl who was waiting by the door.

The fair haired girl just nodded.

"Suit yourself," the red haired girl said as she turned to her other friend. "Come on Tammy I want you to help me with my kicks." And with that the two girls left the room leaving the silver haired girl to finish waking up.

After the girl wiped the sleep from her eyes she gazed around the room and saw five other beds that were identical to hers and were empty, meaning all her friends were out and about doing whatever.

The girl then let out a sigh and fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She was actually surprised that she had actually slept through the entire night like she did. Normally Mother would have interrupted her sleep, she shivered at the thought of that thing calling itself her mom. She turned on her side thinking about that for a minute because usually her sleep was assaulted with that monster's presence that titled itself as her Mother.

Yeah right, the girl thought as she set up and kicked her feet over the edge of the bed and into the waiting boots on the floor.

She knew what a mother was and how they acted and that thing didn't even come close to what a mother was.

She then bent over and tied her bootlaces as well as roll back up the ends of her pants. She got off the bed and pulled up her dark gray pants that just sled back down to their original position making them hip-huggers 'cause the only thing keeping her pants up were her hips.

She then made her way to the door making sure to grab her jacket that was hanging at the end of the bed. The jacket was over sized just like her pants, meaning she had to roll-up the sleeves. She had finished as she reached the door which whooshed opened revealing the metal hallway she was just getting accustomed to, and a little board with, seeing since she had woken up here.

Here being the underground army base that was stationed underneath a ruined city.

Yeah that's right this place was miles under ground and the last defense that the human race had against some beings who called themselves the Metalloids. They were apparently bent on the destruction of all life period. If you were alive the Metalloids found that as reason to kill you.

The girl decided to stop thinking about the details of her new life hoping her train of thought wouldn't invite a certain unwanted guest like it always did. She turned to her left and walked down the hall to the Showers hearing the door to her room whoosh as it closed.

You see this area of the base was the barracks, meaning this area held where the soldiers like herself slept, ate and bathed, and seeing as the halls were virtually empty, she came to the conclusion that the others were most likely eating right about now, which was fine with her.

After a few minutes of walking down the hall she came to a stop at a doorway with symbol of a triangle, tip up, and a circle just above the tip of the triangle and on the opposite wall was a similar doorway with the same triangle and circle except that the tip was pointing down and the circle is over the base of the triangle. She walked through the one with the circle over the tip of the triangle.

The doorway lead to a locker room, where the only occupants besides her were two girls. One was sitting on the bench,that was in the middle of the hallway like room that was to her right, doing up her shoes; the other girl was looking at herself in the mirror and running a brush through her hair, both girls had yet to notice her.

She mutely took in a breath, preparing herself for what she knew was about to come. She took a step into the room making sure her foot came down hard causing a loud sound that drew the attention of both girls. Both girls looked in her direction and the moment they laid eyes on her, the reaction was instantaneous. The look of fear was identical in both their eyes as well as a bit of repulsion, which she was beginning to notice in a lot of other people's gazes. They immediately stopped what they were doing and then made it for the door making sure not to touch her as they passed by.

The girl had kept her head down, she didn't really want to see this. Especially since she could feel their cool disdain that was directed at her, so she really didn't need or want to see it.

She finally raised her head when she heard the door shut. She then made her way to the end of the hall where there was another section of the room that was disconnected by some raised tiles that lead to the shower area of the locker room.

She kicked off her shoes and removed her jacket.

As she did this she caught a look at herself and her bare arms in the full length mirror on the wall by the entrance. Her silver hair ended just past her chin and a few strands fell over her face, she was slim only reaching at five feet two inches, with pale skin and blue gray eyes that had a soft glow to them. As she looked at her face she found her appearance to be attractive, far better than what her old face used to look like. But as her eyes gazed downward she saw the things that reminded her of why people would find her repulsive, and that was due to the scars that littered her arms and the rest of her body save her face.

She also saw the gray metal discs that were on her wrists and upper arms, those she found repulsive and annoying, since they reminded her of the lies she had been forced to believe her whole life and the amount of control the Metalloids had had over her and her life, and they itched. Like poison ivy. Constantly.

She scratched around the edge of the one on her left wrist hoping to achieve some relief, in the movement a few more strands fell in her face, which caused her to pause to try to get her hair in some order and keep it from falling in her face.

When she had collected the rambunctious strands she paused and looked at herself since she was still getting used to her new appearance.

Her name was Morgan Blackwood -Wenz and she had only been alive for two weeks and in that time become a part of a centuries old war.

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This is my story and it is going to be a major cross-over between a lot of animes but the characters will be centered around the naruto ones, well tell me what you think by reviewing please.