Soma froze at what she saw, a red haired boy kneeling over the body of an older man… a ninja to be exact. 'What…?' she asked herself. The boy seemed to sense she was there and turned to her… his widening as he looked at her. "Soma… you… you came back?" he asked. Soma gave him a confused look, with her head turned slightly to the side.
He stood up approaching her, "you look… really beat up… are you okay… did you trip?" he asked. Soma not sure of who this was… or if her real name was Soma. He wiped tears away from his eyes, and tried to smile at her. "You've got a really bad bruise on your forehead," he said almost laughing, "what you fall on?" "Umm… excuse me but… who are you?" Soma asked, almost embarrassed.
Gaara froze, looking almost afraid. "What?" he asked, "stop kidding around… I know you're mad at me and all but…" "I'm afraid I don't know who you are… and I'm not kidding…" Soma said. "Soma… what happened to you?" he asked, coming closer to her. Soma backed up a little, scared that he was the one who killed the ninja.
"Soma," he said, gently, confused by her actions… she never had backed away from him with… fear in her eyes before. Sorrow and anger yes… but fear, never. "Please… don't come any closer," Soma begged, her voice shaking in fear. "Soma… what… what's wrong?" he asked. "Just stay back… please," Soma begged, backing further away.
She came to the edge of the roof without realizing; she tried to take another step back and ended up tripping. She fell from the roof. "SOMA!" Gaara exclaimed in surprise, rushing to where she fell. It wasn't a long fall, so Soma wasn't to badly hurt when she landed. She winced, slowly rising again, 'I have to get out of here,' she thought, turning in the direction of the nearest exit from the village. She ran, putting all her energy… or what was left of it, in getting away from the village… and whoever that boy was.
She looked briefly over her shoulder, and saw sand coming after her. She screamed loudly, not knowing what was going on. 'Is this how he did it… is this how he killed that man?' she asked herself as she ran. She tripped once more, landing hard in the sand. The sand that was still coming at her seemed to pick up speed. 'Please… someone… something… help,' she prayed.
She felt a strange power engulf her; the roar of a tiger rang through her ears. She looked behind her once more. A tiger, seeming to be made completely of lighting stood, bearing it's fangs at the sand. Soma didn't need to be told to run to know that this was probably her only chance to get away from the sand.
Soma kept up her pace until she could no longer see the Village Hidden in the Sand; she then collapsed on the ground, out of breath. She lay on her back as she tried to catch it, staring up at the stars. Her heart hammered, 'is my name Soma… who was that boy?' she asked herself, 'what was that… that protected me?' She took a deep breath, and another, trying hard to remember. She looked at a tiny necklace that she wore… not remembering its origins either.
That's when she heard it the loud whooshing sound, the wind picked up. She rose, looking around. Sand blew left and right to the point where she could no longer see her own hands. 'I have to get out of this,' she thought, beginning to walk forward, she tried her best to shield her eyes from the sand. She continued to walk trying to find somewhere where she could rest without getting buried in sand.
Because of the storm, she could not see where she was going. The only good thing about the storm was that she didn't trip once. Unable to take the pain of the sand in her eyes, she closed them. She stumbled a bit more now that her eyes were closed, but she didn't fall. She opened her eyes briefly to see where she was going… she opened them just in time to grab onto the ledge of the cliff she had just… stumbled off of.
With being blinded by the sand and her grip, weak from exhaustion. One hand slipped… then slowly… finger by finger. The other lost its grip. She screamed as she fell, knowing that now… there was no doubt that her life was over…