Chapter Two
The Fox Spirit

'It would take thousands of years before all the fourteen animals were brought all together and it would take even longer before one of them would even have enough power to help their owner. For thousands of years they sat in silence waiting for something to happen, and it never did. There was never any clue of what would happen. The first to be found was 'The Fox' a small fox. It was found in a desert tomb wrapped around a dead child's hand. It was strange and some say that it was worshipped. It was different then all the other items that were found with the child. The fox was made of something that no one had ever seen and gave off a low glow. After many years the crystal that once held as an eye dimmed and was no longer notable. The owner, the dead child, had come to find a different way of showing what the crystal was colored. The mouth and part of the tail was painted orange. It was a strange way of putting it but way never changed after the turn of the century. Many believe that this was the way that the item started out and so they fixed it up to look like that. It would pass through many hands before coming in contact with a family that would pass it down from generation to generation. It was taken very good care of and leather was used to tie it to one body. The leather would be tied around the body of the fox because there was no other way to hold it. Some thought that there were spirits that lived in the animals and this one was called 'The Fox Spirit'. Much too many people's belief there was never any proof of what this.'

A young girl sits on her bed reading over a book that she had just received for her birthday. It isn't all that much and no one really understands why she would ask for something when she would receive something even more in the upcoming years. This girl is a little different from all the rest of her family, she had always loved myths and stories about the past and so when she found out that her family was the family that held thirteen of the fourteen animals she just died of joy. The best part for her was still to come. She would receive these animals from her mother when she came of age, and that was only three years away. A knock came to her room door and she sat down her book looking at the door as if she could just force it open with her mind.

"Come in," she sung with grasped joy on her lips.

An older woman, maybe her grandmother walked into the room and sat down on her bed next to the younger girl. "Your brother will be going off to school soon don't you want to wish him luck? You won't see him for years to come."

She looked over to the Woman, "Not really, I know that I should but I want to go there. Girls aren't allowed to fight but Gram Gram I want to fight. I know I am smart enough."

Gram Gram looked over at her, "You should try to feel happy for him. He is doing what your father did and your father's father, and so on."

"But what is the point if he doesn't get the animals? If I learn to fight maybe they will react."

She thought about this long and hard, she was right if she learned to use the magic of the world then maybe they would come alive, but girls were not allowed in the school and so that was the end of that. "You know the rules my child. Maybe when you are a Gram Gram you can help your grand children go and do what you have always wanted to do."

She looked down at her legs and sighed, she didn't want to wait till she was a Grandmother, and she wanted to fight now. She wanted to learn the ways of the magic right then and there. There was no way that this dream would ever happen but she wished and prayed that one day she would see girls learning all these things.

Years passed and she was given the thirteen animals that her family had collected over the generations. They didn't do her much but she kept all of them near her at all times. She wanted to be the first person to awaken them and in some ways she did. The one that she believed in the most was the mouse. The mouse was the one that many thought could heal the owner, and that proved to be true. She would find that over the time she would heal from things faster than others.

More time passed and she went on living a normal life until the day that her brother died. Or to say the day that she found out she would receive the last animal in the collection. Her brother had informed that no matter what she was to receive it in his last words. This angered many people, why should he be allowed to give it to someone in his dyeing words. This caused a paining revelation to go around the men that worked with her brother but one was better than all of that and brought her the Lion. This boy would one day become her husband.

Because of the issue with the Lion she was always on the move. She never seemed to stay in one place, that way no one would be able to keep up with her. That is no one but this boy. He had wanted to help her keep the Lion safe and keep her safe but she declared that she did not need his help. That was the way that she liked it. Even so he trailed her all around the world and back. By the time that she was thirty five she had found a place to settle down. The boy soon followed after. I would take him two years before he proposed and she said yes.

After they were married they had four children two daughters and two sons. Keeping with tradition she planned to give it to her eldest child. It came years later that none of her children were interested in anything that had to do with that sort of thing. None of them had any magical talent at all. So she kept the animals in hopes that one of her grandchildren would have some sort of magical talent or feeling. She declared that she would give it to her eldest child's child. That day never came… Her eldest was shipped off to war and he never returned. It was the day that her heart broke and she declared that it didn't matter anymore. The people that she loved were being taken away from her one by one. Her next child died from a very rare disease and her other son was also shipped off to war along with her husband… They too never returned. This left her with her youngest daughter; someday she hopped that she would find the right man and give her a child that was filled to the brink with magic. Oh and little did she know that they would do just that.

The years past and she was left alone her only living child had moved out of the house and left her. She had also gotten married and didn't tell her mother where she was going to live. She didn't even know if her own child was still alive until she got a call from a hospital all the way around the world asking her to come. Her daughter was in the hospital, they were driving and their car was hit by another one. They didn't know if she would live. When she arrived at the hospital to her daughter's aid, they had not told her that her child had one living child. She had been pregnant when the car crashed into them and the other child had been at a friend's house. The unborn baby was killed immediately. The hospital didn't even know about the other child, it seemed that contacting her was never thought of.

"Mom… You know when you told me that you wished that one of us, just one of us would have believed…"

She looked at her daughter with pain in her eyes, "Yes, dear."

"I… I had one."

She looked over at her child with shock, "What do you mean you had one?"
"I had a child that is full of Magic mom… She is at a friend's house… mom raise her for me. Give her what you wanted to give to one of us. Don't tell her how I died."

It was hard hearing her child tell her suck chilling words. She had a child full with magic… did they doctors even know that there was another child. Where in the world was she going to find this child? She watched as her daughter faded away without any other words. Later that day her husband also died. It was the saddest thing that she had ever felt. It was like her whole world had been stopped and the only thing that was left was the little girl.

Her daughter's daughter was a different kind of child; she didn't talk and spent a lot of her time reading. Even for her age she would read and read. This child was only about three and there she sat in the waiting room of the hospital reading a book or that is what it looked like. This only pushed her to come to understand the child that she would be raising. When she was told about her mother, father and un born brother she didn't cry she just stood there. She stood there with no emotion on her face what so ever. That is what made her scared the most about this child. No emotion at all no matter what she was told. How could anyone raise a child that didn't even have any emotions?

Authors Note: Hi there. I know takes me way too long to do anything, any ways I get bored and I love to procrastinate but here is Chapter Two. Naruto does not belong to me… sorry about not using any names in this chapter but it just flowed better that way. So I hope you all like please Review. Thank you.

-Ggeri Sminth