The night from Shikaku's perspective. Also, if you haven't seen Avenger's Age of Ultron then the dream sequence won't make too much sense. Sorry my dudes.

When his son informed him that the teens and his daughter were going to play hide and seek in the dark Shikaku couldn't help but smile. He clearly remembers Shikamaru and his pack of friends playing that same game in their childhood, and now they were playing again to please Ayumi.

Thinking of his youngest, Shikaku couldn't stop a fond smile from spreading across his face. Ayumi was so special, not just because she was his daughter but because she was so incredibly bright, even by clan standards.

At two years old Ayumi could already formulate and maintain complex conversations with other adults, she picked up on various political ideologies with ease, she analyzed any given situation and then formulated an opinion as if it was second nature to her. Shikaku already knew that his daughter would become a very successful political figure that would bring prestige to the Nara clan. And yet despite this, he couldn't help but feel intense sadness for his daughter.

Nara Ayumi had been born with congestive heart failure and asthma. This had made the first few weeks of her existence very difficult, Tsunade-sama had warned them that, with how severe her condition was, it was very likely Ayumi would die. Such news had hit the family hard, having already held the small girl they wanted nothing more than to take her home and give her the best life.

Shikaku treated every moment he spent with his daughter while in the hospital as if it were his last because it damn well could have been. No one knew when her body would simply give out after so many invasive surgeries, and she was so small, so so small. Shikaku could comfortably hold his newborn daughter in one hand and that scared him.

When Shikamaru had been born, he had weighed almost double the weight of his daughter and was almost three inches longer. Back then Shikaku hadn't thought someone could be so small and yet his daughter had proved him wrong.

When Tsunade-sama had cleared Ayumi to be brought back home, Shikaku wanted to drop to his knees and thank the heavens. Whenever his baby seemed to be getting better her health would deteriorate to the point of requiring surgery, so hearing the best doctor around assure him that she was healthy enough to take home lifted a giant weight off of his chest.

Seeing his friends and family accept and love his daughter had filled his tired body with warmth. As the months flew by, Shikaku was left flabbergasted by the sheer amount of love everyone seemed to have towards his daughter.

Choza and Inoichi loved spoiling their newest niece, Asuma treated his goddaughter like she was his own, and Gai always loved children so it wasn't a surprise when he took an immediate liking to her but it was shocking to see her like him back. Usually children found Gai too intense but not his daughter apparently. Genma and Raidō had taken in little Ayumi as their younger sister and spoiled her with numerous gifts and treats, and even Kakashi became attached and loved Shikaku's small child.

Shikaku's own brother, Nara Ensui, was convinced that his niece was destined to be someone great. Despite being a seasoned shinobi and captain in anbu, Ensui loved to gush about Ayumi's growth and strength and perceptiveness. All to often, Shikaku would stumble onto his brother bragging about the bright future his niece would have as a kunoichi and that's what made his heart hurt.

When his little shadow was only four months old, her body had gone into cardiac arrest. At the same time his baby had lost consciousness, she released a massive amount of pure chakra. The sheer amount she was releasing was equal to that of a trained chunin and he had never felt more prideful and fearful. His wife hadn't known what caused it and it wasn't until they were at the hospital that Shizune-san informed them that Ayumi's heart and lungs did not have the capability to withstand the gargantuan amount of chakra she had.

In order to keep her healthy enough to live a normal life, Jiraiya-sama and Tsunade-sama had to place a seal on Ayumi. The chakra suppression seal was placed on the back of her neck, hidden from the girl but easily accessible to everyone else. The seal suppressed around 70 percent of his daughters existing chakra and limited the amount her body could naturally produce to almost nothing.

Even with the seal his daughter had reserves bigger than most of the Nara clansmen outside of the head family, meaning that her body would be in a constant state of chakra exhaustion. Any sort of physical activity would wear her out faster than what was considered "normal" and any activity involving chakra could either drain her reserves to dangerous levels or overwhelm her heart. Both options had a big chance of resulting in her death and that wasn't something Shikaku was willing to risk.

After that incident, Shikaku and Yoshino sat together and discussed what they could do for their girl. Shikaku never believed in controlling his children's lives and decisions, he believed a parent should be someone who could offer advice and new perspectives to their kids but ultimately allow them to live their lives how they wished. He never understood the way of the Hyuga and Uchiha, how from the tender age of three, a child's life would already be planned. He saw both Hyuga Hiashi and Uchiha Fugaku as fools, failures as parents, because instead of nurshing their children to be confident and happy they bullied them into being insecure.

Shikaku never approved of their parenting and when Shikamaru was born he swore he would allow his son the freedom to dictate his own path in life. And that had worked wonders for his son, he was the only genin to be promoted to chunin during his first chunin exams and his track record for missions was close to perfect. His son was content with his life and he trusted his father to always have his back and that's all Shikaku could have ever hoped for. So when he found out he was going to be a parent to a baby girl he swore he would give her the same respect and support he gave his son.

Except, now he couldn't. He couldn't because it put his daughter's life at risk. If he allowed Ayumi to choose her own path in life and she chose to become a shinobi then odds were she would die of heart failure before her graduation from the academy. So he did what he disproved of Hiashi for doing and planned the life his daughter would lead. She would become a politician, well versed in not only Konoha's politics but in the entire elemental nations'. She would live a safe life away from any blood and violence and then the clan elders would pick a suiter for her to marry.

But of course, his daughter did not fall under the rubric of a "sickly" child, much less a Nara.

Shikaku and Shikamaru had been away from Konoha when Ayumi's first birthday came around, he had taken a short time out of the mission to pray for his daughter's health and quickly buy her a new coloring set but ultimately didn't think much of it. When he finally returned to his home at around four in the morning two months later, he was shocked to see his daughter already up and about.

She was dressed in a loose, long sleeve jumpsuit that reached the middle of her calves and had her hair in a tight ponytail at the top of her head. She had joyously greeted him and asked him about his mission but Shikaku could only muster up a few words before asking the obvious question.

"My little shadow, why are you up at such an hour?"

His darling daughter had simply smiled widely at him as she fastened her sandals on her small feet.

"I'm training papa! Gai sensei and Lee-kun have been training me in taijutsu. They come pick me up around four so we can get a few laps in before the sun rises."

That was not the response Shikaku had been expecting but to be fair he wasn't sure what he was expecting either. He simply stared at his daughter, his perfect, and completely unNara-like daughter. He did not know of any Nara who would willingly wake up at such hours to train, much less with someone as intense as Gai.

His shock stopped him from asking any other follow up question before the two shinobi appeared on his front lawn. Shikaku stared at his daughter as she all but flung herself at the jounin, speaking animatedly about her progress in her endurance. She hadn't even said goodbye to him before disappearing with the two shinobi.

Later, Shikaku would come to find out that she dedicated a large portion of her week to studying and familiarizing herself with the ways of diplomacy at both local and global levels and learning proper etiquette for a lady. The few days she wasn't nose deep in books and scrolls or getting lectured by Yoshino, she spent training. Whether that meant actually training with Gai and Lee or observing and taking thorough notes on different fighting style, his daughter fully dedicated herself to becoming stronger.

It broke his heart to know his daughter was so determined to become stronger because he knew it wasn't going to lead her anywhere. Both he and Yoshino agreed to not disclose their choice to dictate their daughter's life for as long as they could, not even Shikamaru knew about their decision.

Hearing his brother gloat about the genius little Ayumi was and how she would only become stronger, killed Shikaku. Seeing her eyes shimmer when witnessing ninjutsu being performed made him want to reconsider his decision but he couldn't. He would do anything to keep his daughter alive and safe, even at the expense of her own freedom.

When Kiba entered the house and told the adults that he was going to be IT first, Shikaku smiled. He was glad to know that his youngest could still play and have fun like a normal child. Ten minutes later he tensed, Ensui did as well. There was an abnormal chakra within the forest, it didn't feel threatening but it still put him on high alert.

"Oi Shikaku, do you feel that shit? It's coming from far west within the forest and I don't recognize it."

Now that frightened Shikaku. Ensui was an anbu captain, it was his job to be at least familiar with the majority of chakra signatures within the village in order to keep it safe from outsiders. Hearing that he didn't recognize that chakra signature within the forest raised countless red flags for Shikaku, mostly centered around the fact that his kids and his friends kids were playing there. Standing abruptly, Shikaku motioned for the party to follow him outside.

"There's at least one foreign chakra within the forest. Hiashi-san, could you please use your byakugan to locate our kids?"

As the clan head obliged, Korumaru and Tsume both snarled.

"There's at least six other people within that forest besides our kids."

"Tsume-san is correct. The majority of our children are already together further north in the forest. Those six individuals seem to be surrounding your daughter Shikaku...she's running and they're chasing!"

Every hair on Shikaku's body stood straight at Hiashi's exclamation, his blood ran cold for a brief second before it boiled with indignation.

"Hiashi, Tsume, Shibi, will you please help me track them?"

With the three older shinobi agreeing to track, Shikaku instructed his wife and two teammates to stay behind in case the pursuers circled back. Kakashi had already summoned his pack to help track, he, Asuma, Raidō, and Genma would try to come from behind while Shikaku, Ensui, Gai, and the three trackers came from the front.

"Shikaku we must hurry, they've begun actively attacking her and we are too far away to be of help if she gets wounded."

Hearing that spurred the pack of seasoned shinobi into the forest, they had a lot of ground to cover if they wished to reach the girl in time. For the first few minutes nobody spoke, Ensui and Shikaku were already on edge and ready to tear into whoever was threatening the youngest Nara. They only stopped when Tsume and Kuromaru informed them that they smelled fresh blood.

"Yeah this is definitely the pups, it reeks of fear and adrenaline. Whatever they got her with, they got her good. Be prepared for on site first aid."

Shikaku had to physically restrain Ensui from dashing off on his own, as much as he wanted to simply kill whoever was the threat, he had a duty to collect information about the intruder first. Before they could set off again, a massive wave of killing intent flooded the forest, it was so thick and vile that Shikaku almost missed the desperate flares of chakra from his daughter. She was flaring her chakra in code, meant to only be used in dire situations.

"That's Ayumi-chan, I taught her to flare her chakra in that code should she ever be in danger."

Shikaku had never heard Gai so serious, he usually kept his cheerful tone regardless of the situation but apparently not today. He didn't have much time to dwell on that thought though because instantly the group was off again.

As they drew closer to the source of foreign chakra they heard a loud scream, one Shikaku had hoped he would have never had to hear. Flaring his own chakra, Shikaku ran until he could barely make out his daughters staggering figure within a clearing.

"AYUMI!"

Said child turned her head at the shout of her name and let out a gut wrenching sob.

"Papa!"

Before she could stagger closer to the pack of adults, a cloaked figure dropped down right next to her and lifted her off the ground by her neck. Shikaku watched as his toddler flailed helplessly, only stopping once she was face to face with the attacker.

He was too far to make out what they were saying, he hoped Tsume and Kuromaru could fill him in later, but still he ran. He ran like he had never run before. To his left Ensui looked rabid, his eyes were locked onto the figure holding Ayumi, to his right Gai looked only slightly annoyed, it had taken years of a friendship to know when Gai was truly angered so Shikaku knew that at this very moment, if Gai got a hold of the attacker then they would die a painful death.

He was so close to his baby, only a few hundred meters away, if he could just make it and save her then that would suffice. Instead he watched as the attacker brought his free hand up to his hidden face and formed the hand sign for 'release'.

The first tag to explode was the one attached to the attacker, blowing up his body into nothing but guts and blood and flinging the small body of his daughter into the next explosion. Shikaku was not conscious of the agonized shout he released. He did not feel when Ensui held him back from the flames, nor when he fell to his knees. He simply watched in complete horror as his daughter was lost within the chaos unfolding in front of him, her shrill screams at least reassuring him that she was still alive.

When those screams finally stopped Shikaku felt like his heart had been ripped out of his chest, like he was back in the hospital waiting to find out if his newborn daughter had lived to meet him.

He wasn't aware of Shibi and Hiashi parting with the group to try and track the rest of the attackers, he didn't hear his own son arriving at the scene and asking him what had happened and he sure as hell didn't feel himself start to cry until his pants began to dampen from his tears.

Even when the last explosion ended Shikaku made no effort to move. He was afraid of what he might fight within the wreckage. If it hadn't been for his son and his brother then Shikaku probably would have stayed glued to his spot, not wanting to find what remained of his once lively and perfect daughter.

Slowly he rose to his feet and took a shaky step into the wreckage. Fire and burning wood covered the majority of the scene. Shikaku let out a shaky breath as a large water dragon doused the clearing, effectively putting out the majority of the fire. Kakashi and his pack, along with the rest of the jounin stood on the other side of the clearing, judging by their shocked faces they most likely saw some of what had transpired.

"Look beneath the wreckage, she was standing on ground zero when the explosions went off."

Ensui's voice rang out loud and clear to all within the forest. The chunin who weren't clued into what had happened quickly pieced together the story with that simple command.

"Is she- can anyone sense her chakra?"

"Yes! I found her, she's underneath the massive pine. Her chakra is very weak though."

At Neji's answer the group rushed towards the pine and began attempting to move it. It was large and heavy, the sheer weight made it almost impossible to move. Just as the group was beginning to make progress Hinata let out a loud shout.

"Stop, stop! I think she may be pinned beneath the tree. If you move the tree the wrong way then it could cause more damage or increase blood loss. Neji-nissan, help me guide the group into remove the tree without hurting Ayumi-chan."

By the time the tree was moved enough to reach Ayumi, help had arrived. Tsunade-sama and Shizune were on the scene as well as Ibiki. They were taking in what little information was available and trying to find anything identifiable left behind by the attackers. When the tree had been moved Tsunade and Shizune had rushed into action to treat the girl as best as they could, to stabilize her before taking her to the hospital.

"Okay Shizune, slowly turn her body towards me and then we'll lift together."

Shikaku watched with hopeful eyes as the two women tried to securely lift his daughter out of the small crater she was in. Those that hope quickly vanished when their voices raised several octaves.

"Shit. Okay we have ruptured intestines permeating through a large gash in the abdomen. Bring me my trauma kit now! If I don't put them back in their place, then we can't move this patient to the hospital. Hurry! Shizune, on the count of three we are going to lift the girl onto the ground right in front of me so I can work. One, two, three!"

When his daughter's body was lifted, Shikaku wanted to vomit. She was covered from head to toe in blood, her arms and legs were sliced through in various places and her intestines were literally spilling out of her body.

He was both horrified and relieved when she opened her eyes and coughed. The two medics took that as a good sign and continued working on the girl.

"Someone keep this girl awake. Tsume, bring your partner over here and mystify the girl with a talking dog. Shikaku come over here and try to keep her awake. Somebody do something!"

Both he and Kuromaru rushed forward and fell into Ayumi's field of vision. She first spoke to Shikaku.

"Papa.. hurts.."

"I know sweetheart but I need you to stay as still as you can okay? Just squeeze my hand whenever you feel the pain okay?"

His daughter was staring at him with unfocused eyes but still managed to squeeze his hand weakly. Her gaze then turned to Kuromaru and her eyes widened.

"Doggy.."

"I'm a ninken, not a doggy."

"...you just talked."

"Does that mystify you child?"

"Not really, I once was very well acquainted with a raccoon who could talk and build stuff."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah...his name was Rocket..he took care of the universe with his friends."

"Oh really? Tell me their names."

"Think they were called the Galaxy Guardians or Guardians of the Galaxy… he always talked about someone named Groot, said he was his best friend."

"That's quite a tale."

"It's true. I remember all of it. I remember...I died."

At that statement Shikaku turned a concerned eye towards Tsunade, who was also listening to the girl ramble about her friend raccoon. Before he could ask his daughter to elaborate on her last statement, Tsunade deemed her stable enough to transport to the hospital.

Kissing his daughters head before she was carried out, Shikaku stood and watched her leave. Turning his back once she was out of sight, his face morphed from concern to unmitigated anger. Looking at his loyal circle of friends he managed to voice a few sentences in his fury.

"We find the sons of bitches who did this. We destroy their minds to find a motive and then we kill them. You all with me?"

The group nodded, equally as angered before they began discussing plans.

Laura Barton was a beautiful woman. She had married your best friend before he had joined shield. Watching her hug her husband filled you with a small tinge of jealousy. Watching her young daughter, Lila, run up and hug Clint increased that jealousy.

"Did you bring Auntie Nat?"

Hearing her ask that made you smirk.

"Why don't you hug her and find out?"

Lila rushes towards you and you're more than happy to pick her up.

Steve was bashfully rubbing the back of his head as he entered the cozy home. Briefly his eyes met yours as a light blush colored his cheeks.

"Sorry for barging in on you like this."

"Yeah, we would have called ahead, but we were busy having no idea that you existed."

Ah Tony always was ready with a quick follow up to everything Steve said. It was also perfectly timed and often got him reprimanded but that's what made him and Steve best friends and co-leaders of the Avengers.

"Yeah, well Fury helped me set this up when I joined. He kept it off SHIELD's files, I'd like to keep it that way. I figure it's a good place to lay low."

Clint was too good to you all. He had risked exposing his family to outside threats in order to keep you all safe. His wife was heavily pregnant, and already she had given him 2 beautiful daughters who you called your nieces.

Walking up to Laura you lay your hand on her protruding stomach.

"How's little Natasha, huh?""She's... Nathaniel."

Shock and joy filled your body. You wanted to cry because as much as you would love your nephew you had hoped for a mini you. Moving your face closer to Laura you lowered your voice so only the kids could hear you.

"Traitor."

You were flying. Everything was dark and stuffy but you were flying. Chilly air was penetrating the flimsy hospital gown you were wearing and it made you shiver slightly. It was only then that you realized you were being carried, the arms tightly holding you were careful to not jostle your body too much.

Maybe it was the grogginess of just barely waking up, or maybe it was the pain medication making you slow but you felt no fear or confusion by your situation. Instead you snuggled closer to whoever was carrying you and closed your eyes again. Before sleep overtook you for a second time you were whoever held you chuckle, a deep and sadistic chuckle.

When you regained consciousness you were concerned. Your abdomen felt horrible and your head was pounding, which wasn't supposed to be happening if you were at a hospital and heavily medicated. Your entire body was freezing and you quickly realized you weren't lying on a bed.

Blinking away your grogginess and compartmentalizing the pain to deal with later, you took in your surroundings.

Okay, this is eerily similar to the HYDRA base Barnes was held in. Thick steel walls, no windows, only one door, creepy machines in the corner, the air is cold and humid so that probably means I'm somewhere underground. This is fine, this isn't HYDRA, they can't make me into a winter soldier, I just need to play along. Survive, I just need to survive.

As you steeled your resolve another chill ran up your spine. Lifting your head as far as you could you tensed as you realized you were in fact strapped to a metal table and completely naked. There was an angry red gash across your abdomen which was barely being held together by a few stitches and your arms and legs weren't dressed with bandages.

So they've undressed my wounds as a scare tactic, smart. If I try to make any large movements then my stitches won't hold.

You waited patiently for someone to come, you had a very strong suspicion that all of this was ROOT's doing but you supposed an outside group could have done this as well. You weren't sure how long you waited but before you could fall back asleep the heavy door opened and in walked four figures. Two were cloaked in black and one was cloaked in red. They kept their heads bowed at an angle, and they walked three steps behind the one in the middle but their muscles were ready to jump out and defend. They respected the older individual.

Staring at your naked form was Shimura Danzo. His face was blank and his eyes stayed unwavering on yours.

"Nara Ayumi, do you know where we are?"

You didn't answer, you made sure to keep your face void of emotion since he most likely would be waiting for a reaction.

"Are you mute child? I asked you a question."

Again you didn't answer him. Instead your eyes moved from the old man to his two friends. As the silence carried on one of the two became more tense, he began flexing his fingers and his weight shifted from one foot to the other.

"Very well, keep your silence child. My name is Shirmura Danzo and I'm going to make you into the perfect soldier."

Now that sounds like something HYDRA would say when making winter soldiers.

Danzo stalked closer and you grew more uneasy. Slowly his hand come closer to you until it was gently resting on your bare chest. Your heart was beating wildly because despite being trained by the Red Room for potential non-con with your mark, it still left you feeling sick. Especially now, in the body of a prepubescent child, there would be no way of hiding what would transpire within the next few minutes.

You let out a shaky breath and squeezed your eyes shut, mentally preparing yourself for what was to come.

Except it never came.

Opening your eyes, you saw and heard Danzo sigh and lifted his hand.

"Oh child, I may be regarded as a monster but I would never hurt you that way."

His voice was so soft, it reminded you of a grandfather talking to his grandchildren. At his words your naive heart and body began to calm, just as he wanted. Then, in one swift movement too fast for your eyes to track, Danzo brought his hand down onto your chest with so much force your ribs cracked and broke.

You were left weezing as Danzo smiled sweetly at your pained expression. Sucking in as much air as you could, you turned and spoke.

"W-why?"

"Because of your gift Ayumi. I've been waiting for you to arrive since the downfall of the Uchiha."

"Wh-at?"

"Hmm I suppose I should explain before we begin the procedure. A long time ago, when the age of shinobi was still new and blossoming, a baby was born with a special ability. He would go to sleep and dream vivid dreams of the people around him. As he grew older he realized that his dreams weren't dreams but rather a glimpse into the future. But he was too late, his had foreseen his village burning and his wife dying in front of him and simply denied the possibility of it occurring. When the events transpired he was so overcome with grief that he killed himself as punishment. Every one hundred years a child would be born with this gift. The last one to possess it was Uchiha Izuna, younger brother to Uchiha Madara. Uchiha Izuna developed his ability so well that it manifested itself as arguably the most powerful dojutsu, the rinnegan. With his rinnegan, Izuna is said to have been able to manipulate time itself, he could stop or fast forward time. Though, when he did this, he would grow very weak. That is how he died, overuse made him weak and Senju Tobirama used that to his advantage. When Izuna died, the elemental nations believed that they simply would have to wait for the next gifted but that was not the case. Izuna had used his rinnegan to look into the future, he documented that the next person to be gifted with his eyes would be a girl born into the head family of the Nara clan with poor health."

His rant was long and he would stop for a prolonged period of time but you listened. You listened because he was speaking about your visions, he was claiming that there were others like you before and that you had always been meant to be born. Which didn't make sense, how were they supposed to know you had died in your last life? What if it had been Clint?

"Wh-at do you w-ant with me?"

"The Uchiha had a plan for you, they wanted to use you as a weapon against the village. Luckily I had them taken care of before you were born. Your gift, if it falls into the wrong hands then chaos will follow. You must be trained to use your gift as effectively as possible. But you must also be able to defend and kill those who threaten you without your gift. Think of it as your last resort. I will train you, I will form you into the perfect soldier."

Your head was spinning from everything Danzo was telling you, not knowing whether to believe him or not. Your eyes searched his face and posture for any tell that he was lying but you found none. Still analyzing his words from before, you stiffened as you asked him an important question.

"Y-you s-said you were g-going to do a procedure on m-me. Wh-what is it?"

His face broke into a sinister smile and one of the cloaked figures stepped closure to your bare body. The figure cloaked in red lowered his hood to reveal a young man with silver hair and round glasses. His hair was pulled into a low ponytail and his hand quickly adjusted his glasses. When his eyes met yours he allowed a sweet smile to grace his young features.

That's...not what I was expecting. His glasses make him look like Dr. Zolla though.

"Hello Ayumi-chan, my name is Kabuto. I'm going to be one of your future mentors. I will also be leading your sealings today."

Excuse me?

"S-sealings?"

"Don't worry Ayumi-chan, I promise it will only hurt for a minute. I certainly don't want to hurt my protégé too much!"

At his statement Danzo moved away and allowed Kabuto to come close and begin inspecting your abdominal stitchings. You winced and flinched when his nimble fingers began to poke it and you bit your lip to stifle a scream when he forced a finger into your wound. His eyes traveled from your wound, to your face, to your chest and then back to your wound.

"You have a high tolerance for pain Ayumi-chan, very useful for your future procedures. Danzo-sama, with your permission, I'd like to start now."

Danzo simply waved his hand and the other two ROOT agents flanked your strapped body. They undid the straps and hauled your naked body off of the table, dragging you to a chair in the far corner of the room. Once seated, another machine was brought closer to you until it was firmly latched onto your upper body and head. You were visibly shaken by the time you wear firmly strapped into the contraption, tears were gathering in your eyes but you refused to give them the satisfaction of knowing you were spooked.

"Torune, make sure she doesn't reopen her stitches. Fū, pay close attention to Kabuto. You will be learning this technique soon enough. Kabuto, please proceed."

"By your order Danzo-sama. Ayumi-chan, I apologize in advance for this. I promise I'll teach you very neat iryo-nin techniques to make up for it."

You wanted to ask him what was about to happen but you had no time to do so before you heard the sound of a medical drill powering on. You struggled against your restraints, feeling the stitches come apart slowly but all to quickly a ROOT agent, Torune, touched you and paralyzed you.

You couldn't move, you could still speak and blink and breath but you couldn't get your arms and legs to respond. Finally the tears you were so desperately trying to hold back, fell. They fell with a ferocity you hadn't expressed in decades, since your first year in the Red Room.

Kabuto stepped close to you and parted your hair evenly down the middle. He began to hum a tune as he pressed the tip of the drill into your skin. Then, without hesitating, he turned the drill on.

Was that worth the wait? Hopefully it wasn't too bad, next chapter should be up within the next 4-5 days!