Things to Know For This Chapter:

POV

"Talking"

"Thinking"

Writing

Edited: 03/04/17

Warning: This is not the good kind of action.

This is a short chapter because I didn't want to go into more detail than I already have. I think I'm evil.

THIRD POV

There is a scroll hidden by a genjutsu in the upper right drawer of the Hokage's desk. In this scroll, on a sunny day at noon, a message appears letter by letter:

Strike at 0500

FIRST POV

Celia's life was plan, plan, plan. Think of every outcome. You do one thing wrong your worthless, a failure. The odd thing is that it wasn't even pressure by other people but by me. I wanted to be deserving of everything I was given but I was also bitter about everything I wasn't. Therefore, my depression came with guilt. What was I so sad about? Why was I so ungrateful?...In my final months the only thing that kept me going was that I wanted to do something. I was majoring to be a journalist. I wanted to tell people's stories, to give them a voice. I wanted to meet people and hear their stories. I was a writer with a cause but having a talent with words never helped me properly portray my feelings and wanting to do something does not equal action. At the end of the day, I would always come back to my dorm instead of going to do things. I was happy and content with my classes and my friends yet I could not fight the stiffness in my shoulders. The shadows that lurked constantly in the back of my mind. Those same shadows who'd make me restless. The sleep paralysis that made me too scared to try to go back to sleep. The migraines from lack of sleep.

Usually the stories of suicidal or depressed individuals comes with a "trigger." In Perks of Being a Wallflower, Charlie was depressed because of the death of his Aunt Helen and suicide of his middle-school friend Michael Scott. His "trigger" was remembering how his Aunt Helen molested him. During the time when I had my memories and I was still working under Danzo, I thought about Perks of Being a Wallflower a lot. Celia wasn't like Charlie at all. The only thing we had in common was a love for writing. I had never experienced death in that life. I didn't have a "trigger." It was just kind of like I was tired of the stiffness, the shadows, the sleep paralysis, and the migraines. I just wanted to sleep peacefully.

Sirius Black tells Harry that dying is quicker than falling asleep. For my first death that was the case. For Dai his death started the moment he opened the eighth gate and lasted until he took his final breath. Death can be easy and it can be hard. For me it was an easy death and a hard decision. I didn't want to do it but at the same time I did because it felt like the only way to get some sleep. I won't disrespect those who chose the same path I did by saying that my death was a mistake because who knows? I don't know how my life would have turned out and they don't know how their life would have turned out so how can I say it was wrong? All I know is that I wanted to tell and hear other people's stories but I didn't see the end of my own.

As Setsuka I still do a lot of planning. If I fail somebody I love can die. I write information and what I can do for the future in notebooks locked by a seal that can only be opened by my blood. I still have trouble sleeping so I still get migraines. In these ways I, Setsuka, am still Celia.

THIRD POV

Setsuka opens her eyes, the light burns causing her to flinch. It takes her a few seconds to notice that she is bound to a wooden post. "She's awake." A voice from above her says as a rough hand grabs her chin. "Let's see what this rat has to say."

The man grabbing her chin is forcing her to look into his dark eyes and Setsuka sees the Iwa headband. She was captured. "Okay listen here you can tell us who you are and maybe we will be more gentle with you, but if you don't we'll just have to take our time breaking you down cut by cut."

She laughs, "At least last time they gave me a chair before they took a knife all over my arms. Honestly, where is your hospitality? Did your parents teach you nothing?"

The Iwa ninja glares at her before getting up and talking to his partner, "We have to block her chakra."

His partner nods and takes out a seal from his pouch. Setsuka smirks a bit. With the way she is tucked into herself the ninja has to approach her very closely to place the seal on the back of her neck. She shoots a burst of her own chakra into the seal before he can fully activate it causing the seal to go unstable and explode. Setsuka feels the lower half of her face, neck, and shoulder burning. She smells the skin melting. The small explosion destroys the wooden pole and knocks the both of them back. The Iwa ninja who was placing the seal on her is on his hands and knees covering his face. The first Iwa ninja comes to her as she is trying to get onto her feet and kicks her swiftly in the gut before smacking a chakra suppressor on her shoulder causing her to cry out in pain from the force hitting the exposed nerves. "Unlucky for you, that wasn't enough to kill you," he whispers.

Her henge falls revealing her to be the eight-year-old she is, but her hair doesn't turn back from black. She dyed it black with supposedly permanent hair dye before she left from Konoha a month ago. The boy's didn't notice since she left with her henge on.

"My boys," she misses them dearly. She doesn't know if she will be able to escape to see them again. At least, she managed to transfer a message to the Sandaime right before she was captured, using these scrolls Danzo taught her to make which basically act as a ninja messenger. They are only used by infiltrationist because it takes time and energy to send the message- each letter uses up a bit of chakra. Not really helpful for the typical ninja. Setsuka discovered her position was compromised a day ago and with security being tightened around her it was the only way to pass on the information. Due to her chakra supply being cut in half from writing the message and destroying the scroll she was captured easily.

"A child soldier," he sneers when he notices her appearance. As she is laying on the floor clutching her stomach in pain he slams his leg on hers causing them to break. "Can't run back to daddy now little girl."

Without the mask acting as a barrier Setsuka cries out in pain.

The second Iwa ninja comes and his face along with his neck are bleeding heavily. He's missing some flesh from the center of his nose, his right eye socket, and the corners of his mouth. "Look what you did to me. Tell me, what is a little girl like you doing here? Shouldn't you be home? Do you want to tell me where home is? If you don't tell me everything I want to know I'm going to do a hell of a lot more to you than you did to me."

"Do what you want. It can't be worse than living like you are going to have to for the rest of your life. Only Ryan Reynolds would willingly look like that and he's kind of crazy anyways."

The first Iwa ninja stops him from punching her in the face. "Who knows what she's talking about, but if you don't get that healed anytime soon you really will look like a walking nightmare for the rest of your life. Go get that healed and bring the medic nin here, she's not going to be dying on us anytime soon." The second Iwa ninja leaves. The first one equips a dull kunai in his hand. "Since you won't give us the information we need," he holds it against her right broken leg and uses it to start slicing the skin.

A horrific wail is heard throughout the base of Kannabi Bridge.