Hana and Kankurou were standing outside of the entrance to the laboratory. It looked like it had been deserted for a while now. The building structure seemed to be very unstable, mostly because the surrounding foliage tearing up the foundation. It didn't look at all safe to enter, at least Kankurou didn't think so.

"Does Gaara really want you to go in there?" Kankurou asked Hana, not taking his eyes off of the building. A few moments went by without an answer. "Hana..." He stopped when he looked at her. Her face showed no emotion and her eyes her glowing a deep purple. She just stood there, looking as if she would just collapse at any minute. Kankurou waved his hand in front of her face but got no response. A few seconds later, she started falling backwards. Kankurou caught her and eased her down to the ground. He knelt down beside her, checking her pulse and breathing.

"Normal," he sighed to himself. He looked down at Hana, her eyes open and glowing. "What in the hell is going on?"

HANA'S POV

I immediately knew I was in my dream state when I saw the room filled with people. It wasn't just any group of people though. From the their looks, I would say that they were prisoners. The room was quite big. It was big enough for everyone to be able to move around a little bit without smashing in to everybody. The room wasn't well lit so I couldn't really see anybodies face in great detail.

Suddenly everyone looked up to the second story at a man with white hair and a pair of glasses. His clothes were different from what the other prisoners were wearing, so I assumed that he was probably one of the guards or supervisors.

"All of you listen up! Orochimaru has decided to set you all free, but only one of you will be allowed to actually leave. Since I'm not good at choosing, you all can decide amongst yourselves." After he finished his little speech, he silently left. As soon as he closed the door behind him, all hell broke loose. I watched in horror as everyone turned on each other. People using their abilities against each other, slaughtering and killing in their desperation to get out of this horrible place.

I felt something wrap around my neck, pulling tighter and tighter. I reached for my neck, since I was being deprived of air.

"Why is this happening?!" I asked myself, trying to keep from panicking. I was totally confused. Nothing like this ever happened to me. Usually I just enter this unconscious state where I see things and then I wake up.

I looked down at myself and could see that this was not my actual body. I was seeing and experiencing what had happened to one of the prisoners. Just then, she took a blow to the face. She winced in pain, exhaling what air she had left. She struggled to get free, but nothing worked. Everything started to blur and her body grew heavy. Everything slowly went black as she drifted off into unconsciousness from the lack of oxygen.

END OF HANA'S POV

Kankurou looked at Hana with fear when he saw her close her eyes and hold her hands at her throat. She began to struggle on the ground, gasping for breath but didn't seem to get any.

"Hana, wake up!" he demanded, taking her by the shoulders. He tried to gently shake her awake but it wasn't working. She struggled for another minute and stopped. Blood started gushing out of her nose and he felt her body go limp. Kankurou's eyes widened with fear, thinking that the worst had happened. He quickly sat her up and tilted her head forward so that the blood wouldn't run down her throat. He dug into his "fanny pack thing" and pulled out a handkerchief, pinching the bridge of Hana's nose shut. He then put his ear close to her face to listen for her breathing. He sighed in relief when he heard her breathing small delicate little breaths. He then checked for a pulse which he also found to be weakened.

"How did this happen?" Kankurou asked himself. He bit his bottom lip, wondering what he should do now. He couldn't just leave her there and go get help. Too many things could go wrong and it would get him into a lot of trouble with Gaara. He didn't have anything or anyone to send back for help, since he the chance of something life threatening happening was very slim. The only other option he could think of was carrying her all the way back to Suna. He really didn't want to have to resort to that, since he wasn't sure if moving her would worsen her condition, but it was the only other choice.

Kankurou sighed in aggravation. He slowly pulled the handkerchief away, relieved to find that the bleeding had stopped. He put it back into his "fanny-pack" and scooped Hana up in his arms. Carrying her bridal style, he disappeared in a flash and headed back to his village. The only thought on his mind was getting Hana back before her condition got any worse. Her life was dangling on a string and the one holding onto the end of the string was Kankurou.

END OF FLASHBACK

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I didn't really like this half as much as I did the first half. I felt like I kind of rushed a little bit, which I kind of did, but it's still pretty decent. I'll probably end up redoing it a little as soon as I have my wonderful friend Sashia proof read it and 'edit' it for me. She has been wonderful in helping me with my story by reading it over for me, although I post it then make changes to it as needed. I'm just lazy like that I guess.

Please review, and don't be afraid of throwing the flames at me. I'm not really satisfied with this chapter either, although it displays what it needs to in the sense of continuing onward. Once again, please review. Thankyou.