Welcome to the wonderful world of the spin-offs!

This fanfic is aligned with The Life Of Your Average Nutjob Ninja.

Same character, different story.

Disclaimer-I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!....yet.....

"Get away from me! You're crazy!" I yelled at Sasuke, who was chasing me with a giant lolg. "Must....Have....REVENGE!!!!!" he screamed.

I spun around and got right into his face.

"Are you saying that I look like a guy? Like Itachi?" I was so angry i could have thrown him right off a cliff, and he was my own brother. "AAAAH!! YOU SAID THE WORD! the one word i CAN'T stand to hear!!!!" He cowarded in the corned of the street covering his ears.

"Yeah, and I have the mental problem." I said, rolling my eyes sarcastically.

All the villagers were staring at me. I suddenly has they BEST idea ever, well for me anyway. I always loved to mess around with the villagers. (They are soooo afraid of me!)

I smiled, the yelled "BOO!" at the top of my lungs with an angry look on my fsce. They all ran of screaming for their lives. "Wow, cowards."

"SOPHIA! What have you done?" Iruka yelled at me a half hour later when he found me sitting in the middle of the street. What? It's not like I had much better to do.

"Why sensei, what ever do you mean?" I asked sweetly, putting on the most innocent face i could. He saw right through it.

"A large group of villagers are cowarding in the West side corner of the village. That's NARUTO territory! Whatever you did must have been pretty bad to send them over there!"

"Hey! All I said was Boo, and they all ran off. Annoying Emo Freaks. (No offense to any emo kids)

Suddenly Sasuke's Voice sounded in the distance. "I take that offensively!"

"Whatever sensei; they'll get over themselves soon enough anyway." I stated, swinging my chainsaw around, nearly decapitating a couple of villagers.

That night I was in bed, but for some reason I could not sleep. Whenever I can't sleep I go and see Ren, my War Horse who I let run around in the woods.

I slid out of bed and threw on a pair of jeans and my favorite sweatshirt. I then put on my ninja shoes and locked the door behind me as I left and disappeared into the woods.

I found Ren grazing in a nearby meadow, or, more like a break in the trees. She heard me coming and already had a neigh waiting for me.

Ren is a Ninja War Horse. A breed developed through scientific experimentation and selective breeding. They're designed for speed, stamina, power, intelligence, and ability to stay focused. Ren's Dam and Sire were the best in the Land of fire, who are known for their war horses. These horses only have one owner for life, and if their owner dies so do they. That's how both Ren lost her parents; when mine died. It's a very sacred spiritual connection.

Ren is midnight black with white socks on all four legs, a blaze on her face, and a pink nose. She measures about 17.2hh, taller than me and I'm 5'11.

Ren lied down to sleep, and I climbed onto her back. We were both out cold in less than five minutes.