Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and I don't hate it. And I don't own CYOA.
You have been running away for the past few weeks and now your stamina was pretty high. You were running for half an hour already in a bizarre dimension. Who are you being chased by? Your own grandfather who hates you and you hate him back. You pushed him passed his limit and now he's on the brink of killing.
'Stupid old man! I hate him! But then again, I hate everything! Nani?' you thought. This dimension that you were just in, melted away and then you were stuck in a labyrinth with rough concrete walls(your grandpapa has the ability to send you to a different dimension). "Damn it. My life is already hard enough old man!"
It was true. You had no friends, you're a straight A student in school, and you show no interest in anything. TO you everything is a burden. You hate Japanese anime, especially Naruto. Most people in your class talked about it so therefore, you hate it. You hated your parents who left you after a car crash. Suddenly, voice spoke.
"(insert name), you can't run away forever..." you shivered slightly as your grandfather spoke. This maze was getting colder by the second so you started to dash off faster than you did before. You had forgotten about one tiny problem about you and running so fast. If you run really quick, like what you just did, your sight will usually go blurry and eventually, you'll hit something.
The next thing you knew is you crashed into a jagged wall. Your impact was so great that you were flung backwards and hitting the serrated wall parallel to the one you just hit. You slowly slid down and both your forehead and the back of your head had blood dripping down from the wound.
You got nauseous from the sight of blood and with the additional pain added together, you fainted. But before you went out the dimension vanished and you were in a dim forest. Back at that maze....
"Why?!" your grandfather roared. "Where is she?" he knew that you hit the walls. He even saw your blood, but you weren't there. 'Where the hell is that brat?"
Wheee! Okay that's that. It should be pretty obvious where you're right now. So you can review, if ya want. And please, no flames.
You have been running away for the past few weeks and now your stamina was pretty high. You were running for half an hour already in a bizarre dimension. Who are you being chased by? Your own grandfather who hates you and you hate him back. You pushed him passed his limit and now he's on the brink of killing.
'Stupid old man! I hate him! But then again, I hate everything! Nani?' you thought. This dimension that you were just in, melted away and then you were stuck in a labyrinth with rough concrete walls(your grandpapa has the ability to send you to a different dimension). "Damn it. My life is already hard enough old man!"
It was true. You had no friends, you're a straight A student in school, and you show no interest in anything. TO you everything is a burden. You hate Japanese anime, especially Naruto. Most people in your class talked about it so therefore, you hate it. You hated your parents who left you after a car crash. Suddenly, voice spoke.
"(insert name), you can't run away forever..." you shivered slightly as your grandfather spoke. This maze was getting colder by the second so you started to dash off faster than you did before. You had forgotten about one tiny problem about you and running so fast. If you run really quick, like what you just did, your sight will usually go blurry and eventually, you'll hit something.
The next thing you knew is you crashed into a jagged wall. Your impact was so great that you were flung backwards and hitting the serrated wall parallel to the one you just hit. You slowly slid down and both your forehead and the back of your head had blood dripping down from the wound.
You got nauseous from the sight of blood and with the additional pain added together, you fainted. But before you went out the dimension vanished and you were in a dim forest. Back at that maze....
"Why?!" your grandfather roared. "Where is she?" he knew that you hit the walls. He even saw your blood, but you weren't there. 'Where the hell is that brat?"
Wheee! Okay that's that. It should be pretty obvious where you're right now. So you can review, if ya want. And please, no flames.