"Where are we this time?" Chocho asked excitedly.

"A broken... bridge?" Sarada opened her eyes just in time to see electricity shooting out from her father's hand, someone was lying by his legs. "Papa... was about to kill... is that Aunt Karin?"

"Sasuke-kun!" A familar voice shouted from the other side of the bridge.

"It's you...Sakura." Her father turned and responded, halting his finishing blow.

"Sasuke-kun, I am abandoning the village and coming with you!"

"What is Mama talking about?" Sarada cried.

Sarada did not comprehend what's unfolding in front of her. She had an omnimous feeling. The father standing in front of her felt so foreign, so unnatural. He felt possessed, even a bit unhinged, her hypothesis was further confirmed when she heard her father saying he wanted to destroy Konoha. Her Papa would never... this isn't her Papa.

"If you kill her, I will let you come with me."

Sarada saw her mother walked towards her father until she was just next to Aunt Karin. Her mother had her head down and then she slowly pulled out a kunai. Her hands clutching the kunai hardly as if deciding on something.

Sarada shook her head. "Mama is a healer. This is too cruel of a test. This isn't... isn't... No!" She shrieked in shock and pain as she saw her father attempting to kill her mother from behind. Her instinct took over and ran towards the two of them, "Stop it! Papa!"

She could not make it in time, but Rokudaime appeared at the last second.

"No, this isn't the truth, this is a Genjutsu." Sarada hugged her head in her arms, shaking with shock and fear, fear that this might really be the past. "No... no... this isn't the truth. No... this can't be..."

"Sarada... It's really a Genjutsu," Chocho comforted. "It must be!" she humphed. "Everyone can see what a lovely couple your parents is! And you're living proof!"

Sarada thought back to her stoic yet gentle father and energetic and caring mother. Memories of that time when she made that silly mistake and demanded answers from her father appeared in her mind.

"Do you think that your heart is truly connected to Mom's?"

"Yeah... because we have you, Sarada."

"That's right," Sarada said, "how can I be defeated by such a Genjutsu." She wiped the tears from her eyes with her forearm. "I should trust my Mama and Papa. I should trust my own eyes."

"That's right!"

"Mama?" Sarada shouted in disbelieve once again as she took in the scene in front of her. Her mother had a kunai aiming at the back of her father. At the last second though, for some reason her mother could not continue the stab, her hands trembled, tears flowing down her face. She could feel the heartbreak and sadness from her mother.

Her father spun around and strangled her mother with his hand. Sarada could see it in his eyes, he would kill her if not for Nanadaime's arrival. He was truly unhinged.

"Sarada, it must be a Genjutsu!" Chocho humphed.

"But this seems so real," Sarada said as she listened onto her father's monologue of hatred. If she was in this situation, would she do something similar? Maybe she would. She was her father's daughter afterall.

She clutched her aching heart. She slowly walked towards her mother and did what she had been meaning to do. She hugged her mother.

This isn't Sasuke-kun... this isn't the path you should be on... Even if it costs my life, I will save you from darkness. I have decided on that but why... why can't I kill him. Why am I so useless?

Sarada widened her eyes. Is that Mama's thought?

And then they were once again blinded by the flash of light.

Author's note

The exciting part! The reason why I wrote this story!