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Chapter 14: The Curse Mark

I scratched the curse mark on the back of my neck.

This thing was driving me up a wall, it hurt like hell. I wasn't sure if I should be happy that I lived, or be wishing I was dead just to avoid the pain.

"Again." I looked up at Madara, he was the one training me at the moment and I sighed and got up.

"Fine…" I stood in a fighting stance. I sucked in a breath and let it out slowly, concentrating. "Kaage banshin no jutsu!"

Three shadow clones appeared behind me and I did a little victory dance, but then I just sat down again as they deflated like Naruto's had.

"I don't understand." I looked at the masked lollipop behind me.

"I don't either! Could it have something to do with my chakra? Is it my curse mark? You probably know more then me!"

Madara let out an aggravated sigh, "again."

Standing up I performed the jutsu again, I got the same results. I fell back over onto the floor.

"Don't stop, again!" he screeched.

I stood up, I was getting angry, "No! this is getting us nowhere! We need to figure something else out!"

"Kisu! Do it again or else!"

"Or else what!" I roared and noticed that my own voice got an octave lower. I found myself seeing red and I charged towards Madara.

Or course he easily dodged, but then in less then a second I felt a surge of power shoot through me. I felt my body changing somewhat painfully and I saw that I was about now twice as tall as the man in front of me.

"Kisu it's just the curse mark, get a grip!" I was punched hard across the face and I found myself flying through the air and into the wall.

"No!" I screamed, what was happening? I couldn't control myself, I couldn't think, the only thing I wanted to do right now was rip this irritating, masked, bastard to shreds. I was moving forward again and in a flash I was next to him, I saw claws coming out and they would've killed him if he hadn't swerved out of the way.

I did, however, manage to break off his mask. It was halfway off and I could see one of his eyes and part of his mouth.

"Kisu, calm down." I could see his mouth moving for once when he talked, it was quite a change.

I didn't even have the decency to speak as I found myself flying towards him. I landed inches from his face and I heard a deep, menacing growl fill up the emptiness of the room.

And it was coming from me.

I forced myself back, whatever primal side of me that was taking over, I forced it down. Like ripping off a band-aid, only, band-aids don't try to kill the leader of the Akatsuki.

I tried to regain control, but whatever was there, kept pressing forward. Coming in from the depths of my mind, breaking me, making me lose my hold on my humanity.

Stop it! I was screaming at myself at the top of my lungs but no matter how loud I screamed, it wouldn't break through the barrier this thing was putting up. I felt a headache coming on from trying to break free. I heard something from somewhere else in the room.

It was a voice, it was the voice I loved, I saw myself charging towards the voice. I was poised to attack that voice, ready to rip the owner of it to pieces. I could almost see it myself, slow motion running, teeth bared, and sharp claws ready to make contact.

I saw a flash of blue skin.

Clothes-lining myself I pulled back and ended up skidding across the room towards the wall where I had previously been thrown into. I crashed into the spot again but I didn't even feel it as I shook off the bits of rock I knocked off.

My body charged again, but I stopped when I saw Kisame. I was frozen, my mind wasn't allowing myself to move while my body wasn't allowing me to change back.

"Kisu, it's just the curse mark." I heard in a soothing voice. "it's the damn curse mark! Come on, change back to yourself, this isn't you. Kisu!"

I was running again. I was running to the voice, possibly to maul the owner. The thought was still in my mind and I wanted to get rid of this distraction.

"If you love me you'll stop this right now!"

I skidded to a halt, just barely stopped and I was staring into white eyes. I let out a growl as an answer, I couldn't even form words anymore.

Forcing myself backwards, I turned away from the voice that was calling to me.

"Kisu calm down, you can take a break when were done with, I'll try to figure out something we can do with whatever you can do."

I found myself falling to the ground. I landed in a silent heap and I groaned. I looked up into a concerned face and my dry throat managed to squeeze out, "Kisame?"

"Kisu, come on you'll be ok." a hand touched my face."

I heard Madara whisper to him, "this is her first time transforming. She can be quite deadly with or without the transformation. Keep her calm, I'll be back."

I watched the masked man leave the training room and Kisame continued to stroke my face. I slowly felt my energy drain from my body. I finally regained control of my foggy mind and I blinked. I tried to sit up but I didn't have any strength to do so.

"relax Kisu, your going to be just fine."

"Kisame." Kisame looked me in the eye and I put a hand over his, "thank you."

He smiled softly. I would've felt completely content in this perfectly sappy moment, had it not been for the fact I couldn't move a muscle.

Madara decided at that moment to reenter. "Kisu, I have figured out just what powers you may posses."

"ok…" I said groggily. "what then?"

"will you be able to remember if I tell you now, you look dead tired."

I yawned. "yeah, yeah doesn't matter. I'll forget anyways." he let out an amused chuckle.

"well, the answer to your chakra taste is because you have a kekkei genkai of sorts."

My jaw dropped, "what"

"yes, it was hard for me to believe as well. You have a technique called the time release. To put it simply, you are a time master. You can control how long an event is to happen, where in time you wish to go, and I believe you can change events in time to whichever way you wished them to play out."

"Whoa wait a minute, so your saying that I can control time?"

"I believe so. That's why you were able to perform the Jikan Ryoko jutsu."

"Holy crap! But wait, what does that have to do with the whole taste deal?"

"The time release requires a massive amount of chakra to perform. It's so strong that it comes off as a taste to others instead of just a presence. You have so much of it that it can become suffocating at times."

I sat there, taking in the information. I think I had regained enough strength to move.

I looked up and for once was able to get a good look at his half face, he hadn't bothered to fix his mask and I could see a line like Itachi's traveling down his face. I saw the corner of his mouth and his Rinnegan eye was giving me a piercing look.

"Wait, so it's like similar to your time and space jutsu right?"

He shook his head, "no." I was confused, "my jutsu merely allows me to move wherever I want, in this time zone. While yours allows you to go anywhere and change the future." Instantly, the first thing that came to mind, was go save the Akatsuki. The second, was beat that perverted snake to a pulp, before he got all his freaky powers, and the third, get some extra sleep before the Akatsuki show up.

"So really, this all actually happened? If me coming here is the result of time jutsu then that means… that means Kishimoto-san was either here while this happened, or he's physic!"

"Kishimoto?"

"Misashi Kishimoto he's the creator of the series Naruto." Kisame nodded.

"I don't know what we can do to help you with your abilities though."

I looked up at Madara, "what."

"no one knows of time jutsu's, we can give you basic training, but as for your time jutsu's… that is debatable."

"Well," I said as I looked at the ground, "let's get to it!" I attempted to stand but failed quite miserably.

Eventually though, I managed to get into a sitting position. "when you have enough strength, I would like to see you do the time travel jutsu again."

I looked at him, "I don't know how to do it."

I saw the corner of his mouth frown, "what do you mean you did it just fine before."

"yeah by accident."

"well practice your accident so we can figure it out."

I started to play with my hands, this time on purpose though. "ok so I was doing this…"

"I didn't mean now child."

I made a few more moves, "Kisu…" he warned.

"and then I was thinking about getting you guys back home."

"Kisu." I saw Madara frown further.

I did what I thought was the last move, but I was thinking about my blue hair, "and then I said Jikan ryoko-"

"Kisu don't-!"

"No jutsu!"

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I woke up and my head was throbbing slightly.

My eyes opened and I found myself staring up into the sky. I looked at the clouds and did a very Shikamaru-like thing.

Sitting up I felt nauseated and ended up losing the contents of my stomach onto the ground.

I walked away from the spot, feeling dizzy. I stopped myself just before I ran into a wall. I looked up and saw the hospital. I felt my face turn up in disgust.

But instead of leaving, I went inside. Something was telling me to go in. Instinct maybe?

I entered the white jail and looked around. Nurses and doctors hustled about and I took a left when I came to a hallway. I went down the busy hallway and I found myself standing outside a door.

It was an operating room or something and there was a large glass pane looking inside. I took a peak in and instantly turned away, a bit embarrassed. Inside was some lady giving birth.

I walked away, feeling whatever was pulling me in here dissipate.

But my mind wouldn't let me leave just yet.

As I was pondering my sanity again, a nurse hastily thrust something into my arms. It was a beaker and I looked at it with little interest.

"Take this to where it belongs if you don't mind!" she shouted as she ran off.

Taking the beaker, I looked around for a room where these things are supposed to go. I found a room that had various beakers filled with liquids but just as I was about to go in a nurse directed me the other way.

"That goes in the other room, it's down the hall."

"Well, here" I said holding it out to her. "a random nurse gave it to me and I don't even work here."

The nurse held up her hands, "oh! I am so sorry! You look like one of our doctors, so sorry! I'll take that then." the nurse took the beaker out of my hand and I walked away. I looked down the hall and noticed it was the one where that lady was giving birth.

Wait a minute.

Beakers filled with chemicals, babies, hospital?

Could it be that..?

I started after the nurse. I looked into the room and noticed that the women was now holding a newborn baby. Is that… me?

I looked at the mother. She had bright brown eyes and long soft-looking, oak colored hair. Freckles dotted her face and she was smiling widely. I looked for a father, I found none.

I watched as they soon took the child away and put the sleeping baby in the nursery.

I was about to fallow when the same nurse that had stopped me earlier with the beaker spoke up, "Oh Dr. Celia, I was just looking for you! Here" she thrust the beaker into my hand again. "You need to take it to room 18F on the east wing, third floor. One of the other nurses was trying to put it in the wrong room, my mistake I gave it to the wrong person, silly me!"

I was going to protest that she still gave it to the wrong person but shook it off. I now know where this thing is supposed to go so I may as well put it where it belongs. I swirled the contents inside the closed beaker and nothing seemed to move.

Back to my current mission, I went into the nursery after the other doctors had left and I looked at all the children.

They all looked the same I couldn't tell where they had placed the one that was just born. However, off in the corner, I saw a still red baby that was breathing softly. There's the one.

I saw the little girl. It had to be me. I stared down at myself in the darkness, even if it wasn't really me, I felt a strong connecting to this child.

The door burst opened and in a loud voice someone screamed, "Dr. Celia!" it startled me and I dropped the beaker.

Straight into the crib.

I could see it falling, I could here it breaking, the glass that is, and my mind clouded up. I reached for it, I tried desperately to get the beaker back into my grasp, but I was too late.
I ran.

The only thing going through my mind right now was, get out.

Fallowing my instincts, I made it outside and instantly I did the time jutsu. I found myself panting on the ground in front of Kisame and Madara.

"Kisu! Where did you go?"

I looked up at Kisame. I felt tears leaking out of my eyes as my brain finally clicked the two pieces of the puzzle together. "Kisame! It was me! I was the one who did it! I can't believe it! All this time it was me!"

Kisame his hands on my shoulders, "calm down Kisu. We don't need you transforming again, what are you talking about."

"It was me! It was all my fault, I was the one who dropped that chemical on myself twenty-eight years ago. It was me! It was no doctor, it was me…" I began to cry harder.

"Kisu?" I looked into Kisame's eyes.

"It was all my fault."

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