Chapter 3: Screams
Eight years ago. Kakashi Hatake's P.O.V.
The sun had nearly finished setting and I was exhausted. I had just finished a long mission and I was on my way back to the village when I heard it; a girl's ear splitting scream from deep inside the forest. It wasn't your average terrified girl scream, it was more, worse. Just hearing it made me run into the forest in search of her without even thinking. I later realized in my state of exhaustion that could have been a fatal mistake had it been a trap, but I moved first thought later. There were only moments to find the scream's owner; one like that only comes once and then nothing more. A thousand scenarios ran through my head as I jumped through the trees, of what I might find.
What could possibly make someone scream like that? Other than being killed. Or she could already be dead, I might find a corpse. Or-
But everything I had imagined didn't come close to what I actually found.
When I first landed in the clearing I saw the girl, alone, on the ground, holding her head. Then I saw the blood; and then her eyes. Those eyes looked like something straight out of the horror novels I had been reading. Looking at those eyes I never wanted to touch one again.
Her golden irises had dilated across her eye, and there was no trace of a pupil, not even a sliver. Blood leaked from her eyes like over abundant tears. Vast quantities of blood also oozed from her mouth causing her to cough it up in little spurts so she could take a ragged breath to maintain what was left of her young life. I was shocked she was still alive. Bruises covered her entire body and my guess was that something had tried to break all the blood vessels in her small body. The poor girl only looked to be eight or nine years old. Her consciousness slipped away and I gently picked her up and ran her through the forest to the village hospital.
Not a moment after I arrived was the girl was plucked from my arms to be treated, and I was buried under a mountain of questions by a young med-in. when I told him I knew nothing he gave me a highly suspicious look but I was too damn tired to argue.
I don't know what happened to her. No I don't know her name. No, I didn't do it. No I'm not her father…or her uncle, or brother. No, I'm not her grandpa! Damn med-in! No I'm not related period! Yeah I'll wait.
Though my body begged to sleep, I wanted to know if the girl would be alright so I stayed in the waiting room. I think I dozed off a few times before the med-in returned to tell me that they would know her condition in the morning. So I drowsily made my way home and practically fell into bed, but the peace sleep brings didn't last long.
