THIRD POINT OF VIEW
Kushina felt her heart pang with guilt and sadness, tears flowing out non-stop from her amethyst orbs as she looked at the barely 2-day old baby. Kushina sobbed as she held the newborn baby girl to her forehead, a small, barely legible scoff coming from the man she married, Minato Namikaze.
"Let's just get this over with, whor- I mean, Kushina." Minato spat. She sniffed and wiped her tears as she looked through the lush, green forest, looking for a suitable place to lay her child. She gulped, hard. She had just given birth, got kidnapped and had her 'best friend' ripped from her, and had the same best friend sealed into that babe.
Kushina nodded, refusing to speak as she didn't trust her voice. Usually, she'd burst into loud sobs and wail loudly, refusing to give her daughter away to the unforgiving forest, but she couldn't. She didn't want another week spent in a prison, her chakra sealed away making her defenseless and horrified.
Kushina found a large, thick tree that was strangely weakly radiating with chakra. Not that Kushina had the time to care about, though, nor that Minato had sensed it. She laid the baby girl wrapped with soft, white linen on the lush green grass, covered perfectly from the blazing sun by the tree's large branches and endless green leaves.
"'Kay, let's get going now." Minato snapped, before getting cut off. "Wait," She said as she caressed the child's soft, flushed cheek, tracing over the unique whisker marks that lined it. "I want to have a moment with her before I leave." Minato sighed, hands on his hips. "Fine, but make it quick."
He turned around and Kushina kissed her sleeping daughter's forehead. The baby cooed in her sleep, making tears once again find its way to Kushina's puffy eyes. Kushina's chakra was thick and shapeable, making it very easy to create things from pure chakra.
She, with her excellent chakra control as both a medic and an Uzumaki heiress, created a small necklace from her chakra, the Uzumaki symbol attached to the black string of the necklace. It would react to the child's own chakra, and would grow with her as she matured.
Forcing some blood in there, Kushina successfully turned the Uzumaki symbol red, accidentally creating a somewhat link towards her and the necklace, which would alert her if something happened to the necklace, which would mean something had happened to the child.
Then, she used a little bit of water chakra to create a second charm for the necklace, shaped into a whirlpool. The water chakra had turned it into a nice shade of light, greyish blue. Although water did not have a certain color, Kushina's own blue-ish white chakra was able to take a play into the coloring.
Then, she let out one of her adamantine sealing chains as quietly as she could, shrinking it and attaching it to the necklace, watching the gold chain swirl around the black cord before resting into a small chain that dangled just two centimeters from the necklace.
Kushina was already out of breath, shaping things from chakra was already hard enough itself and took the man-power of six shinobi to do, but coloring them and attaching them and adding detail as such was the power of a literal ninja god.
Lastly, Kushina hovered to the babe's stomach, around the navel area, and lightly moved the cloth to reveal the girl's stomach. The baby shivered, yet still, peacefully slept. Kushina loosened the seal that kept the baby from unleashing a nine-tailed fox demon, and streamed some of her chakra into it, forcefully entering the seal.
"Kurama," She called gently, her closed eyes dropping in worry and her eyebrows furrowing as sweat dripped from her forehead. It took a lot to talk through a seal that her clan, sealmasters, made.
"Please, Kurama-kun, honey, protect our daughter. She is the product of our love, and I'm sorry I won't be there to raise this angle with you. Let her grow healthy, Take her to a nearby village perhaps, and raise her there with no worries of powerful Konoha shinobis looming over her back. Let her experience her first crush, of course no boys until her graduates the academy, and help her as she grows into a fine young kunoichi, like her mother," Kushina felt tears dampen her closed eyes.
"I'm running out of time, but please, help her. I love you, Kurama, thank you for.. everything." Kushina quickly ended, removing her finger and wiping off her sweat as she forced her eyes open and panted.
She felt a glare hit the back of her head, K.I, she remembered, familiar with it. She sighed mentally, her heart giving another guilty pang. Wiping her tears and blowing into her extra handkerchief, she placed her own, unused one neatly folded onto the child's stomach.
Giving a silent prayer to Kami, she vowed after she healed and found a way to get out of this prison-like village and free herself from her fake marriage, she'll find the child and reunite with her true love, Kurama.
"Hey! What's taking-" Alright, alright, i'm done. Finished." Minato scowled at her as she got up and dusted off her dress, biting her lip and letting her bangs over-shadow her puffy, wet eyes. "Don't use that tone with me. Be glad I gave you and that thing time together." Minato spat.
Kushina clenched her fists tighter, nails digging into the skin of her palms. "Y-Yes, Mina-" Kushina was cut off with a slap, her cheek stinging red and her eyes wide. Minato slapped her. He looked down on her with a smug smile. "It's Hokage-sama to you, bitch." He spat, laced with venom. "Let's go. I wasted my time bringing you here." He said, stomping away.
Kushina gave one last look to her daughter, knowing that she might not see her again if her plan didn't work, and quietly followed the man, keeping her head down, biting her lip harder to stifle her quiet sobs.
Somewhere in a dark cage, a low growl escaped from an orange snout, pearly white fangs bearing itself. A gruff, bone-chilling voice soon followed after it.
"You.. You will pay. You will all PAY!"