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I shifted, trying to open my eyes. I could feel cool breezes coming from everywhere, hear the animals and insects. It was as if my sense were heightened. I could feel something grainy beneath me. Something like, like sand. I sat up instantly then stood, my eyes shooting open, no longer struggling to open them.

I looked around in shock and disbelief as I found myself in the middle of a desert.

I gasped as I felt something cold on my chest. Looking down, I saw a strange necklace gracing my chest. It looked oddly familiar. It was black thorns that shaped a star, with a glowing red gem embedded in the center. It glowed like some sort of heartbeat and the chain was made up of the same black thorns, but was intertwined.

I noticed that the necklace didn't cut or scratch me. I then frowned noticing something else that was out of place. My clothes, I thought frantically. I patted myself, checking out the strange clothing that was somehow placed on my body. I could make out what I had on with the help of the illumination of the moon. I had on a short-sleeved, red form-fitting t-shirt, with wrappings on both arms that were wrapped all the way to my wrists.

I could see a little of a thorn tattoo, that was on the palm of my hand. They receded instantly, which made my heart jump.

I continued observing my clothing. i also had on black shinobi pants, with black, flat bottomed shinobi sandals. I heard a loud clunk and turned quickly to see what it was. I found a pitch-black katana in its sheath. I bent and picked it up. Unsheathing the weapon, I gazed at its beauty.

I couldn't make out the strange characters that were written on it. The katana itself was beautiful silver that reflected the moonlight. It glowed a dull red color, but went back to its iridescent silver color.

"Who goes there?!" I heard a frantic voice yell.

Before I knew it, I was surrounded by what seemed to be ninjas. They all had weapons of different shapes and sizes. I sheathed the katana and called out to them. "Can you please help me? I'm lost." They looked at me as if I were crazy. A guy who seemed to be a leader motioned for one of the people who surrounded me. ( It'd be too hard to explain what he's wearing and what he looks like.)

The man nodded at the leader and turned to me. An unreadable expression suddenly masked his face. A blank look in his eyes. He charged at me, yelling bloody murder at the top of his lungs. I held up my hands in defense, knowing it was stupid.

"Stop." I heard someone with a bored sounding tone in their voice.

I looked around to see who said that, thankfully saving my life, I knew, for the moment. I saw a red-head hovering in mid-air with sand at his feet, swirling. He was turned around so I couldn't make out his face. The man who charged at me faltered, the leader seemed to freeze in his spot, as if he wasn't expecting the red head to appear at all. The read head turned his attention to me. I observed his features.

He had teal green eyes that were narrowed at me, outlined in mascara. He also had a strong, angular looking face, no eyebrows, and a tattoo on the top right of his forehead. His lips set into a straight line.

I caught myself, as I realized I was staring. I set my face into an emotionless, almost bored looking mask. "Who are you?" He commanded, rather than asked. I looked him into the eyes, noticing pain and suffering behind those expressionless orbs. I hesitated before telling him my name.

"My name is Lynn and I'm lost." Hesitating before continuing. "Will you please help me," I continued as I kept looking into his eyes. We had a staring contest for what seemed like eternity, before his eyes widened, as he seemed to realize something before muttering. Before I could make out what he said, a large, buff man approached me, quivering and shaking, apparently on guard I noticed, as he was tense.

"I-if you aren't a-able to w-walk," the man stuttered with a troubled look on his face.

He turned around in front of me and crouched. I shot a confused look at the large man's back before realizing that he was offering to carry me. I shook my head, refusing his offer. In this strange place, strange world, I would trust no one. The man became calm that I refused, but he was still tense. "You will have to run then, the man said," not meeting my eyes.

I nodded in understanding. I used to run a lot back in my old world, so it was no problem. "Please Survive." I heard Death's voice whisper with the wind.

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