Disclaimer: Forget everything you know about the Naruto world because my world is TOTALLY different. This is my take on how chakra came into the world and how the shinobi world came to be. I do not own the Naruto world, and this is just my own twist on it.

Trigger warning: this chapter contains sexual violence. I have placed trigger warnings before and after. As well as some helpful resources at the end if you or a loved one are in need of help.

And extra special thank you to my wonderful Beta katydid001, you are a special type of angel. ❤️

It was five in the morning when Kakashi was summoned to the hokage's office. The silver-haired boy leapt into action, making his way across the rooftops to his goal in record time. He didn't bother with the doors, opting to scale the wall and enter through the office window.

Minato sat at his desk, next to him stood his loyal advisor, Shikaku Nara. On the desk in front of them lay a large map of The Land of Fire.

Kakashi dropped through the window and rushed to his sensei's side. "You called for me, Sensei? Is it about my sister?" his voice, though filled with hope, held an unsettling amount of worry.

Minato cast a troubled look at his student before he nodded. "Yes, Kakashi-kun. I have news about Katsumi-chan."

The door to the office flung open and two unruly Uchihas burst into the room.

"I'm here, Sensei!" Obito blurted out as Shisui came to stand beside him.

"Lord Fourth, I received your message too." Shisui's voice took on a formal tone as he addressed the Hokage.

The yellow-haired shinobi opened his mouth to answer when another figure came rushing through the door.

"Lord Fourth! I received your message!" A green clad ninja gave the other shinobi in the room an enthusiastic thumbs up.

"Gai? Sensei, why is he here?" Kakashi stared wide-eyed at the collection of shinobi growing before him.

Minato silenced everyone with a palm in the air. "If everyone would just calm down for a moment. I have called you all here because we have intelligence that might lead us to Katsumi-chan's location."

The boys all open their mouths to speak but Minato shut them all up with the thump of his fist on his desk, a wave of killing intent leaked from him in his rage. Every hour that passed had Minato churning over what torture could be happening to Katsumi as they planned her rescue, the thoughts wore away at his nerves because the young kunoichi was like a daughter to him. It quickly became clear to everyone in the room that The Hokage's nerves were raw. "You will let me finish. Understood?"

The teenagers all nodded their heads and stood at attention.

"The young girl that you two, albeit irresponsibly, rescued from the hideout is being worked over by our interrogation unit. So far they have managed to break down most of the mental blockades placed on her memory but… the one they are working on currently… we think it holds the key to the last of Orochimaru's hideouts. We have managed to recover three underground locations and any one of them could contain Katsumi-chan." He gestured to the map in front of him, three obvious red dots were placed meticulously over the coordinates they had extracted from the young girl's mind.

Obito gasped as he noted one of the dots was in the middle of the desert. "But Sensei, that location is in Sunagakure! How will we get there without starting up another conflict?!"

Minato shot Obito an exasperated smile before he tapped his nose. "That's why I am Hokage, Obito-kun. I am already two steps ahead of you. I sent a hawk with a direct message to the Kazekage. And after a few painful negotiations, I finally managed to get him to agree to us searching their land, if our team is accompanied by a team of their own." Minato cast an amused look at his advisor as they both took in the astonishment of the young shinobi before them.

"Lord Fourth! I have it!" A blond shinobi came through the door holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"Inoichi-kun, perfect timing," Shikaku held his hand out for the parchment as the Yamanaka came to stand at his side. He took the coordinates and began to navigate his way across the map.

The three men hunched over the chart as they placed the final marker down. Minato turned back to the teenage boys and addressed them with authority, "Now that we have the final location, here is the plan. I have called you all here because you four have the capacity to complete this rescue mission. I am going to split you into teams of two. It is of incredible importance that you proceed with stealth and initiative. Obito-kun and Gai-kun will make up one team. Your mission is to search the locations within our land," he tapped each mark on the map in succession as he spoke. "Kakashi-kun and Shisui-kun, your mission calls for additional diplomacy and tact. As a team, you two will be meeting with ambassadors from the Sand to guide you to these specific locations. Keep your guard up and remember; hostility is still prevalent." The Yellow Flash of the Leaf plucked a scroll from his desk and offered it to Kakashi.

Kakashi took a step forward and clutched the scroll tightly while looking his sensei in the eye.

"Your mission is to retrieve Katsumi-chan. You must not under any circumstances engage in battle with Orochimaru." He looked the teens directly in the eyes, one by one. "This is exactly why you must stick to your Uchiha comrades, their particular skill sets will help you to evade capture. Your mission is to return Katsumi-chan and yourselves home safely. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir!" All four young men cried out in unison.

Katsumi flipped through the first few pages of the file and blanched at what she saw. A lot of the words she made out were not going to be simple to translate. There was a profile of a regular looking male in his mid-thirties, it contained his physical stats but never the subject's name. Medical logs on the subject dubbed 153 starting from the fifteenth of March… The silver-haired kunoichi gasped at the year. 2051. Katsumi could almost feel the rubble pressing down on her as she remembered the last few seconds of her life. That was the year after I died… the revelation made the girl shiver in discomfort, but the young shinobi pressed on.

She scribbled down the pitiful amount she could translate onto the paper beside her, but eventually grew frustrated with her ignorance. With a disheartened sigh she gave up and continued to read the document instead. The further down she read; the lower her heart sank. Each paragraph detailed a different injection site on the patient's body and what the experimental substance's effects were. Alongside the words were gruesome pictures and diagrams depicting exactly what was described.

Katsumi was woozy from her fatigued and battered state, but when she flipped to the last page she felt life jolt back through her system. A mutilated corpse lay displayed on a metallic table. Detailed beside the picture were the injection sites of the serum, the corpse was flayed open to reveal the dramatic injuries that resulted. It appeared as if the liquid had tried to branch out from the circulatory system, but instead had seared its way through the muscles of the patient. The exposed flesh of the corpse seemed to radiate a faint blue glow.

Katsumi shut the file and grabbed the next one on the stack. She pushed her pain to the side as she flipped through the pages with haste. Her heterochromatic eyes skimmed the text with growing disturbance. This subject, 578, was the same. Same strange foreign substance, same injection sites, same results. It was the same with the next folder and the one after that too. Katsumi grabbed five of the folders and pulled them in front of her. But the label on the thick file underneath caught her attention.

Classified project Gamma (γ) 53 was stamped across the front of the file in bold dark red ink.

She knew she should be translating what she had already read but her curiosity won out as she reached across the table once more to take the brightly marked file. It was heavier than the other files and when she opened it she found it contained multiple different smaller folders within it. Each one was marked with what looked like regular subject numbers like those of the previous documents. Katsumi cast a wary look at the door of her prison before she opened up the first of the smaller files. The young wolf shinobi gasped as she took in the profile of the first subject. The profile of this human reminded her a lot of… The Hyuga Clan. Katsumi shook off the creepy resemblance and continued through the pages. Only to stop cold in her tracks. This patient's file was on-going, they had survived.

The side effects of the experiments were what really stole Katsumi's breath. Photos of the male's eyes were pasted alongside medical jargon. The violet irises staring up at her were reminiscent of byakugan. Below the first picture was a photo of the patient's face being held still by rough gloved hands, around his eyes were prominent veins that finally confirmed the kunoichi's fears.

She closed the file and placed it to the side as she rushed to go through the rest of the classified documents. One of the folders was suspiciously empty but she brushed it to the side as she continued her search. Out of the bunch there were a few that stood out, but a particular subject with crimson red hair caught her eye. His response to the experiments was brute strength and increased resistance to extreme radiation. But the male's features reminded her of someone very close to home so she placed the file on top of the subject she believed to be a Hyuga.

No matter how severely anyone tortured her there was no way she wanted anyone to find out about these files. Her tired eyes glanced back over at the remaining stack only to pause at the title of a blue folder she had completely disregarded in her haste.

Time was ticking away and at this point she was sure one of her captors would be in to check on her. In spite of her fear, she stretched back over to grab the decrepit, well-worn binder. Katsumi flipped it open and suddenly she was faced with something her tired eyes could barely comprehend. Numbers and chemical equations scattered around the page dispersed with complicated scientific jargon.

She turned over to the next page and gaped at the illustrations before her. In the top left corner was a picture of what looked to be a glowing blue meteorite, underneath the picture was the name "Radiant Night Comet". Beside it was the scale, location and the damage caused to the projectile by its entrance into the earth's atmosphere. It took a few moments for the young teen to comprehend the following text. It landed in the middle of a bombing… from a hydrogen bomb. The energy from the blasts lessened the impact of the meteorite when it descended to Earth, or at least that's what she made out in between the higher vernacular.

She moved on to the paragraph below which looked to be an explanation of the chemical components of the meteorite. A crudely drawn diagram was illustrated below, detailed with various chemical names. From the looks of it the scientists used a complicated compound to break down dust off the rock.

All this information all at once was giving her a headache. Then she spotted a chemical name that she recalled seeing over and over again in the previous files. She put two and two together before she let out a breath she hadn't even noticed she was holding. They injected these poor people with SPACE DUST? She couldn't believe her eyes.

Katsumi flipped to the next page and gasped at the photos she saw next. Detailed photographs and reports of the flora and fauna surrounding the crash site. And the rapid decay and mutation of the natural ecosystem. Followed by snippets of reports of what looked to be severe radiation poisoning in humans in the surrounding areas caused by the meteorite.

It was all too much. The young girl tore her eyes away from the script and snapped the binder closed. To say she was overwhelmed would be a massive understatement. In her frustration she decided to test her body to see how it would fare if she attempted to move. She gave her toes a painful wiggle, happy to feel that they were painful, but at least moving. Her left arm on the other hand was a completely different story. She struggled to even flex her fingers without shedding a tear. Katsumi was thirsty, tired, cold and most of all angry. Angry that she was at the mercy of a sadistic snake sannin and his medical bitch-boy. Angry that her flashbacks seemed to only haunt her further with bittersweet memories through foreign eyes. And absolutely livid that she was so helpless in this kami-forsaken situation.

But Hatakes never went down without a fight. Katsumi grabbed her pen with renewed determination and gingerly lifted her shirt to expose her stomach. She gripped the fabric between her teeth and used the pen to draw a containment seal on her skin. The risks of such a crudely drawn seal applied straight to the skin were incredibly dangerous. One little slip up and she could accidentally rip a hole in her internal organs by teleporting the parchment inside her actual body, which wasn't exactly a comfortable way to die. But given the extreme circumstances she decided to take the chance.

Katsumi grabbed the two files she selected from the pile and placed them on her stomach. With a small burst of chakra the documents were sealed away into a different dimension. She felt a wave of relief wash over her when the lack of pain confirmed her success. Exhausted from just that simple action she let her shirt fall once more, her chest heaved as she fought for breath.

It was then that she saw the corner of a map-like blueprint sticking out from one of the many scattered files on the wooden desk. But as she stared at the parchment she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

Her need to escape won out over her curiosity. Using her free hand, she tugged at the binding on her left wrist and hissed at the pain that shot up her forearm. Katsumi summoned all her strength and began to bend her trembling body forward. With tremendous effort she lowered her sharp fangs to the rope and began to gnaw at what she could reach.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Even after all that we have been through you still feel the need to rebel. I am surprised you can even move so well, for someone as injured as you are." Kabuto stepped out of the shadow clutching a glass of water in his hand, a sickening smile on his smug face. "I guess I will have to punish you myself…"

The four ninja made their way to the front gates of Konoha. Together, they stood in a line and glanced at one another with determination.

"Bring Katsumi home." Kakashi nodded to his comrades as they all returned his gesture.

Obito placed a firm hand on the silver-haired shinobi's shoulder before he spoke in a voice laced with emotion, "No matter the cost."

"Right," Kakashi replied with a firm nod.

They wasted no time as they split into their two-man squads and set out on their way to save their precious friend.

Katsumi cringed as she watched the medical ninja approach her with a casual stride. She pulled back from the rope with a dry gulp.

Kabuto held the clear glass out in front of the kunoichi, expecting her to lunge for the drink. To his surprise she resisted, albeit with an obvious grimace. "Smart girl, you know better than to go for the bait, huh? Or could it be-" his firm fingers gripped her soft, bruised cheeks with punishing force. The kunoichi's raspy yelp fueled the sadistic fire in Kabuto's belly. Her pain was like music to his ears as he forced her mouth open using his grip. "You already know if you are severely dehydrated you should only drink small amounts of liquid at a time… hm?" he finished with a grin before pouring a small amount of water into the petite female's parted lips.

Katsumi tried to swallow all that she could, but the sudden chill of the liquid made her cough violently. The kunoichi spat water all over Kabuto's gloved hand, he was expecting this so he held his ground.

"There, now that we have that out of the way. I see you have gone through the files but nothing has been translated. Explain yourself…" his dark eyes narrowed in curiosity before he loosened his vice-like hold. He slammed the glass down on the desk with a loud bang.

"The language is complicated to decipher, let alone translate… I can't give you what you want…" Katsumi's voice was low, her tone quivered with the dread that crept along her skin.

The smirk that crossed the grey-haired ninja's face made Katsumi's chest tighten. His eyes raked their way down her form as if sizing up his prey. Kabuto pulled a kunai from his thigh pouch and twirled it menacingly in his fingers. "Oh, I think you can help me plenty. Since it's my job to punish you, I feel like we should have a little bit of fun…"

Obito raced through the trees with his oddly dressed teammate by his side. They traveled at a rapid pace. He dug around inside his pocket and gripped Katsumi's necklace to keep himself calm. It was as if he could feel the panic rising in her chest, her cries for help echoed around in his mind as he pushed himself faster.

The serious nature of the rescue mission weighed heavily on the Uchiha teen's shoulders. He wanted to see Orochimaru suffer for taking his lover away from him, but what he really needed was to hold Katsumi safely in his arms once again.

"Do not lose faith my comrade! We shall find the beautiful lotus flower! And we shall find her before my rival Kakashi has the chance! Or I shall run five-hundred laps around the Leaf Village!" Gai called over to his temporary teammate and clenched his fist in emotion.

Obito felt a bead of sweat roll down his forehead as he watched the bowl-haired ninja's antics. Their pace never slowed for an instant.

"You are a lucky shinobi to have the heart of such a special blossom. I see the passion in your eyes when you speak of her rescue! It will be an honour to bring Katsumi home safely with such a man of YOUTH!" The green jumpsuited ninja never faltered in his steps as he followed his Uchiha comrade on their path.

Obito smirked as he nodded to the enthusiastic shinobi beside him. "I just pray she is holding out okay…" his voice trailed off as he whispered into the wind.

"So why do you think Lord Fourth split us up like this, Kakashi-san?" Shisui sped alongside the brooding male twin.

"Obito and I are emotionally compromised. If I know my sensei, he does everything for a very good reason." The silver-haired shinobi glanced casually over at his comrade as they flew through the forest.

Shisui digested his answer as they began to cross the Land of Rivers. "So… Lord Fourth assigned me to you, to keep you out of trouble! Gotcha!" the raven-haired ninja snickered at the frown that spread across Kakashi's usually stoic face.

"Psh, sure. Let's call it that. I really don't care who he assigns to babysit me, I will find my sister." Kakashi's frown shifted into a smile at the outrage that showed on Shisui's face.

The curly-haired Uchiha snorted in indignation before he replied, "Babysit you?! Hah! If that's what you call keeping your ass out of trouble! Katsumi-senpai is a tough cookie. I am positive that she's trying to escape as we speak…"

The sun was high in the sky when they finally reached the border. Three shinobi in brown Suna uniforms stood in the sand as the pair approached with caution.

Kakashi grabbed the scroll from his thigh pouch and offered it to the obvious captain of the foreign team. "Our Hokage sent us to complete a rescue mission-"

"Lord Fourth thanks you for your swift cooperation," Shisui spoke as he stood beside Kakashi, his dark eyes suddenly held no emotion.

The Sand shinobi opened the scroll before giving the pair a swift nod and pocketing it without another word. Immediately, the group began their arduous journey through the scorching desert.

Obito dropped from the trees as they approached the first hideout on the map, Gai silently followed him. Cautiously, they scoped the clearing before they ventured inside the moss-covered stone hideout. Each footstep echoed off of the damp stone walls as they cleared every ancient room they could find.

The black-haired Uchiha cursed under his breath as they cleared the final dank room in their current hideout.

Empty.

Kakashi and Shisui followed their guides through the beaming sun. Both Leaf shinobi were already starting to feel the effects of the hot, dry conditions.

After a while of what seemed like absolutely no progress, a boulder stood ominously in the flat landscape. The Suna team sped up in the rock's direction, canvassing the area around it for the entrance to the first location.

"We must enter here," the leader of the group spoke up, his gaze directed at Kakashi as his teammates dug through the sand to reveal an imposing metal hatch.

Shisui wanted to scrunch up his nose when the Sand shinobi said 'we'. It was now clear that these foreign shinobi were not going to let them out of their sight.

Kakashi nodded his head placidly, though internally he felt the same turmoil as Shisui. "Let's go."

(Trigger warning: this next scene contains sexual abuse)

Kabuto held the glinting kunai up to her tender cheek. "So what should I do first? I think-" he slowly dragged the flat side of the kunai down the kunoichi's shoulder, trailing it all the way down her trembling torso as he spoke, "We should have a little bit of fun, hm?" The sharp blade of the metal slipped under the fabric of her vest shirt.

Panic flooded her body as she realised that Kabuto's intentions would reveal her crude seal. While the medical ninja's head was tilted downwards, Katsumi reared her head back and threw it forward with all of her strength.

Kabuto let go of her as he let out a pained cry, he stumbled back from the blow to the forehead. His eyes narrowed into evil slits. "You little bitch!" he exclaimed before he stabbed the kunai into the wood behind him. Rage bubbled over in the sadistic torturer's eyes. Firm hands gripped the fabric of her vest shirt covering her chest and tore it apart, revealing the soiled white bandages of her binder. "Well, well, what do we have here?"

Katsumi felt the colour drain from her face as she took in the sickening look in Kabuto's eyes. "Don't… whatever sick thing you're thinking… fuck off…" she spat at him as Kabuto pulled back and sunk to his knees.

"How about these?" The grey-haired shinobi dug his fingers into her aching muscles, his fingertips ripped at the scabs of her healing snake bites.

An agonized scream echoed through the chamber as Katsumi struggled against her binds. Her free hand tugged at the rope on her wrist before the sadistic ninja bit down on the flesh of her thigh to regain her attention.

Kabuto smirked up at the whimpering kunoichi before he reached up to grab the kunai from the desk behind him. "You have such supple thighs… I wonder…" his hands started to glow blue as he dug his fingers into her legs with punishing strength.

Katsumi cringed as she waited for the pain to flare up again, but instead her existing pain faded. She stared down at the creep with wide sceptical eyes as he slowly healed the injuries in her legs. The relief that flowed through her forced a moan from her parted lips.

"I think it is much more delicious to start out with a blank canvas… don't you?" Kabuto smirked up at the startled kunoichi, watching her expression morph into one of complete panic. He twirled the kunai in his hand before he slipped the blade under the binds on her ankles and forced her legs apart.

"No! Please stop!" Katsumi screamed through her raw throat.

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All of a sudden a loud bang echoed through the chambers. Kabuto growled in anger as he turned towards the door of the room, another loud sound echoed from what could only be the hallway.

Adrenaline pumped through her body as she finally saw a chance to escape. Katsumi used his split second of distraction to smash her newly revitalised knee into Kabuto's chin. When the blow hit, the medic ninja flew backwards onto his ass, the kunai clattered to the floor beside him. The space allowed Katsumi to pull her leg back and brutally smash her heel into his nose. Kabuto flew backwards into the desk, the force of his body toppled the table, its contents scattering across the floor. The television hit the floor with a loud crash, the empty glass flew through the air and shattered against the floor.

The silver-haired kunoichi tipped the chair over as she lunged for the kunai that had dropped from Kabuto's hand. She gripped the weapon and sliced her final bond before wrenching herself to her feet. Her upper body protested but her legs felt revitalised.

Kabuto gripped his chin and glared murderously at his suddenly mobile captive. "So what are you going to do now, huh? Kill me?" Considering his position on the ground, Katsumi was surprised at his unwavering confidence.

Katsumi ran to the side of the chamber and pulled a flaming torch from the wall.

Kabuto slowly pulled himself to his feet with a menacing chuckle, "What are you going to do with that, huh?"

Katsumi sucked in a calming breath as the chaotic noise outside the room escalated. With determination, she hatched a plan before she kicked into action. She launched herself in Kabuto's direction, taking the grey-haired ninja by surprise. But before she reached him she dodged to the side, with her good arm she sunk the kunai deep into the male's thigh. The scream that followed sent a feeling of triumph through her body as she leapt over the fallen desk, with a chakra re-enforced kick she sent the heavy desk skidding across the floor. As it slammed into the medical ninja it sent him tumbling to his knees.

With an instinctual triumphant howl Katsumi dropped the flame onto the papers that lay scattered along the floor. The fire immediately caught on the old, dry files. With the sudden heat the old electronics sizzled and popped. The resulting sparks danced across the dry wood of the desk which burst into hungry flames.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Kabuto roared in fury as he flung himself away from blistering heat. "GET BACK HERE, BITCH!" he bellowed after her as she finally escaped from the torture chamber.

Katsumi clambered out of the door and dragged it shut. The light in the hallway illuminated the door enough for the silver-haired girl to get a good look at the material. It wasn't a stone cavern at all, it was an ancient underground military bunker. Gripped in her quivering hands was an old metal lever. She pulled with all the strength she had but it wouldn't budge. Kabuto's screaming became louder as she pushed all her weight into moving the latch.

She took a frantic look around the hallway as a loud siren erupted in the air around her. The lights in the roof turned red as an ancient- sounding voice began to blare.

"Lockdown has been activated."

Katsumi gave the latch one last furious push before crying out in vexation.

Shock jolted through her as she felt strong arms wrap around her and forced the lock closed with a bang. Kakashi's familiar smell wafted into her nose as she spun around to face her brother.

Kakashi's eyes were filled with triumph as he beamed down at his little sister. "Katsumi!"

"Kakashi!" She wrapped her arms around his neck, whimpering as her injured arm flared with agony.

"What have they done to you?" Kakashi cupped his sister's battered face and scooped her into his arms. "Explain later, we have to go!"

Katsumi yelped in discomfort before forcing her gravelly voice through her gasping lips, "I can walk, nii-san."

Kakashi snorted in response as he turned to face the way he had come from.

Out of nowhere Shisui came rushing to their side, his expression frantic, "Katsumi-senpai! Our tearful reunion has to wait, the Sand shinobi engaged Orochimaru. I tried to stop them. Two of them are dead but the other one tripped something in the system when Orochimaru threw him into a control panel, we have to leave. Right now!" his eyes flickered over Katsumi's wounded figure as he spoke.

Kakashi nodded to his comrade as they took off down the hall in search of the way they came in. Katsumi watched the doors pass by as she was carried through the bunker. The young men followed the halls, aiming for the entrance hatch that allowed them access to the ancient bunker.

Katsumi began to quiver as she felt familiar killing intent floating down the hall. "Nii-san, he's coming..." she whispered into her brother's ear like a frightened child, with her arms hugging him tighter around his neck.

Shisui cursed as they made it to the entrance only to find a metal shutter slamming shut before his eyes; barricading them inside. Kakashi turned around to glance back into the ominous crimson hallway. A few meters back stood Orochimaru's menacing figure with a long, thin smile stretched across his face, his long-black hair tinted vermillion in the low flash of the warning lights.

Katsumi let out a petrified squeak and shook in her brother's tight hold. Shisui kicked himself into gear and shoved Kakashi forward two steps before tackling him into an open room. Once the twins were inside the Uchiha boy grabbed the metal door and scraped it closed with a clunk. "Kakashi, you need to get us out of here! Use Obito's Kamui! It's the only way!" Shisui backed away from the door and gripped Kakashi's shoulder with a firm hand, trying to shake the wolf shinobi out of his daze. "Now, Kakashi!"

Katsumi gazed around the room from under thick lashes and gasped at what she saw. Ancient human medical equipment lay on metal tables coated in thick layers of dust and cobwebs. Leather straps were attached to the old blood stained hospital cot in the middle of the room, which immediately brought back the graphic content of the files she had callously set on fire.

"I don't know how! I can't just do it!" Fear and uncertainty pooled in Kakashi's stomach before he chanced a look down at his sister. Her swollen cheeks, the bloody splits in her lower lip and the puncture wounds littering her porcelain skin made him sick to his stomach. The horror in her heterochromatic eyes lit the fire in his gut. His temper flared as he locked eyes with the desperate Uchiha while an evil chuckle resounded outside the door. Kakashi pushed all his chakra into his gifted sharingan, using his wrath as fuel. Blood dripped from his left eye as Kakashi poured everything he had into the mangekyou sharingan.

"Kamui!"

After a few more laborious hours of travel Obito and Gai made it to their second location. This location was carved into the face of a cliff. Thorny bramble bushes had overgrown around the entrance, but the pair easily made out the archway of another mossy stone hideout.

Silently, the two shinobi approached the entrance and hacked back the bushes. After a few hisses of pain they made a path so they could enter. Cautiously they made their way down into the dark tunnel. Gai reached into his pocket to grab a glowstick, cracking it firmly to release its dull glow. With the new light, the young men pressed on.

The stone began to rumble beneath their feet as the ground suddenly gave way.

"Look out, my friend!" Gai managed to fling himself backwards as he cried out. The action gave him the chance to latch on to the stable ground behind him. His fingers dug into the cracks in the stone floor as he pulled himself to safety. With panicked eyes he peered over the edge into the dark pit below.

Obito wasn't as fast as the green-clad shinobi, he fell swiftly through the air, the falling glowstick illuminated the wooden spikes as the Uchiha teen free fell in their direction. He didn't even have enough time to scream as he plummeted towards the sharp points below. Reflexively, Obito activated his mangekyou sharingan and tumbled through a swirling black portal.

The change in gravity sent him skidding along the solid ground on his ass. He came to a rough, painful stop before his body collapsed, spread-eagled in the middle of his own personal dimension. Relief washed over him as he patted his body down to check for any injuries. Satisfied with his success he rolled over and brushed off the dirt on his shorts as he stood. Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his leg, startling the raven-haired boy.

"Don't leave us stranded, cousin! We have been stuck in here for centuries!" Shisui cried out in a dramatic voice as he clung to Obito's leg in a comedic fashion.

"Shisui-kun?! What the fuck are you doing here?!" Obito stared down at his family member in utter shock and confusion.

"If it wasn't for me, Shisui-kun, we would still be in Suna." Kakashi called out from a little ways away, his hand clutched over his weeping sharingan eye. "It's not my fault I don't know how to get out."

"Shisui-kun, calm down. It has only been five minutes…" Katsumi coughed from her spot beside her twin, cradling her wounded arm to her chest.

Obito turned towards the sound of the voices before his heart thudded to a stop. Every thought in the teenager's head was sucked from his mind like bath water down the gurgling drain. Beside were Kakashi lay prone on the ground sat a dirty and exhausted looking Katsumi. Her silver curls hung limply around her gaunt face. The pale skin of her arms were littered with crimson snake bites, deep dark bruises covered her left arm and the flesh of her collarbone. There was a massive hole torn through her vest shirt, her dirty bandages visible through the ragged fabric. Anger and relief swept across his face all at once before he broke from his stupor.

"Babydoll?" Obito's voice was so fragile it could shatter with a stiff breeze. His legs moved of their own accord as he ripped himself from Shisui's arms and ran in the female twin's direction. It took mere moments for Obito to land on his knees in front of his girlfriend.

Katsumi squealed in absolute bliss when she felt the warmth of Obito's strong arms wind around her torso, holding her gently against him. "Obi!" She pulled back from his chest and pressed a delicate kiss to his soft mouth. The dry texture of her damaged lips had Obito's stomach flipping in sympathy for his lover as he kissed her back tenderly; so that he didn't cause her any more pain than necessary.

The gentle movements of her boyfriend's lips made her chest heave as she sobbed his name. She pulled back with her doe-like eyes full of joy, the slim fingers of her good hand fisted into his choppy hair.

Fury, elation and frustration were a powerful mixture of volatile emotions that Obito found hard to process. Despite his inner turmoil he rocked Katsumi back and forth in an intimate embrace, his fingers resting in her knotty moonlight curls. In that moment he thanked his lucky stars for the feeling of the petite kunoichi safe in his arms once more.

"Where did you guys find her?" Obito addressed the male onlookers as he got to his feet. In one swift movement he hooked one arm under her knees and cradled the silver kunoichi. Katsumi clung to him while burying her face into his neck, she ignored the pain and fatigue that flooded her body as her adrenaline rush ebbed.

"How about we get out of this black hole, then we explain?" Shisui piped up as he strolled casually towards the emotional couple and a heavily vexed Kakashi.

Obito rolled his eyes at his cousin and snickered, "Black hole, huh? Looks like this black hole saved your ass, thanks to Kakashi." He placed a delicate kiss on Katsumi's forehead before he opened up another swirling portal that led back to where he had come from.

Kakashi watched his sister's reaction to Obito's presence, the love between the young couple permeated the air around them. With a deep sigh and a chuckle the silver shinobi struggled to his feet, "You have to teach me how to use your sharingan properly, Obito. So I don't get stuck in here again."

"Sure thing Kakashi, once we get Katsumi home." Obito hugged Katsumi closer as he breathed in her rapturous aura with a contented sigh.

Shisui hooked an arm under the silver-haired male's shoulder and helped to support his weight as they all made their way through the portal.

And that brings us the end of this gargantuan chapter. Finally we have our heroine home safely!

So to answer the burning question, yes my Naruto world is a dystopian Earth. Chakra was dispersed into Earth through a meteorite that was broken down by a hydrogen bomb during one of the many bombings during WW3. Experiments were forced upon the poor prisoners of war by a secret agency. But the ones that survived the experiments were the ones that developed a chakra system and survived the world's drastic changes. This happened thousands of years ago.

This is just fanfiction, it isn't canon.

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