Hola senors and senoras! I'm failing Spanish right now so I figure I'll need all the practice I can get. Anyway, gracias for reading this and hope you enjoy. Remember to review or favorite or follow the story if you like it.

Fu's POV

Fu sat on her bed staring at the metal cuffs that were on her hands. Her father was next to her pacing back and forth, biting his nails and staring at Fu.

"You have to go with them." Sejio-Ro said looking at her.

"No." Fu answered calmly.

"Are you that selfish, Fu!? That immature!? This is a matter of life or death! The Akatsuki will kill all of us. Not just this village but every one that's allied with us!" Sejio shouted. "This is anything but a little scuffle between daddy and his little girl. This is business. Whether you like it or not you're going with the Akatsuki."

"It's not fair! Not at all! You can't do this to me! You can't just control me like I'm some…some…" Fu tried to find the word. Monster. A jinchuuriki. She thought.

"Our villages will fall, your own people will be killed in the war and you don't care at all? Did you ever really think I was your father? Do you love your mother?"

Fu looked up into his eyes, "Don't you dare bring my mother into this! I don't give a damn about the people of this village! They never gave a damn about me! You're just some guy who took me and my mother away against our own will and expected us to love you!"

"What about you, huh?" Fu continued. "Did you ever love me like I was your real daughter? Or was I just the girl with the bijuu sealed inside of her?"

Sejio-Ro looked shocked. Fu stared at him trying to get a read on his emotions. All she saw was anger.

"You were never my daughter."

"Well hooray! I knew there was no way I could be the daughter of some maniac like you!"

"Fu don't you dare do this now. Not when I have so much to think about."

"What is on your mind right now? What you'll have for your celebration party tonight? What you'll buy for that bitch from the Land of Rivers?"

This must've been the last straw because Sejio's head turned suddenly staring into Fu's. He was letting out short quick breaths and his hands were formed into fists like he was about to punch a hole in the wall. Or in me. Fu thought grimly.

"I have had it with you and your pitiful nonsense!" Sejio snapped. "I only married your stupid mother and took you as my daughter so that there could be a vessel for Seven-Tails. You're not my daughter; you are my weapon and the only thing that will keep me and this foolish little village alive! So shut your mouth and listen." Sejio spat. He ended it with a backhand to Fu's cheek. Fu hit the floor, landing on her knees.

"The Akatsuki are coming at sundown for you and you better be ready for them. None of your shenanigans or your whining. This has been your destiny from the day you and your mother were excepted into my family! You can't change what's about to come, Fu." Sejio continued, "The Akatsuki will hunt you down even if you escape. They might burn this tree and kill me but with my last breath I will curse you and they will find you. I know they will."

Sejio turned and walked out of the room, slamming the bedroom door behind him. Fu sat there looking at the ground hopelessly. She couldn't believe what had just come out of the man's mouth. All her life her "father" had always remained calm and collected no matter what the situation. Now here he had just been, yelling at the top of his lungs at her about her fate and the truth. Fu felt a hot tear run down her cheek. She couldn't help it. All the pain and suffering she'd been holding in. The sadness and anger was being released in a cascade of tears.

But wasn't enough. Fu felt something welling up in her chest. An enormous amount of loathing for the village she once loved. The life she once had. Now it was all about to be gone. Whisked away into the wind never to be recovered.

All because of Sejio-Ro.

Fu began to thrash around, screaming and crying uncontrollably. She stomped and banged on the walls making dents and snapping planks. She took her bed sheets and began to rip them up as much as she could. She threw the sheets and pillows around causing feathers to fly into the air. She took the lamp on her nightstand and threw it on the ground. The glass shattering and cutting Fu. She then picked up the nightstand and threw it at the door expecting it to burst open. All she heard was a snapping sound and a thud. She turned and saw that the entrance had been blocked by a wall of rock.

Fu grew even more frustrated. She ran to the wall of rock and began to pound and kick and scratch at it hoping she could break it and free herself. From everything. But it was impossible. She was stuck here. She would be until anyone said otherwise.

Please calm down, Fu. Chomei said in the back of her mind as she slumped down, her back against the wall.

Why? Why? Why? Fu asked him.

I...don't know. I should've expected this would happen. I should've done something. Chomei answered.

I just want to leave. I want to fly away into the sky and never come back. The world is just a terrible place.

Well, we have until sundown. So what are you going to do? Find a way out of here?

Useless. They probably have the place locked down with tight security.

Let me get this straight...YOU specifically are going to give up and wait for your death?

What do you want me to do!? I'm not letting you have control again, the last time I did that I ended up here.

But you were alive weren't you?

Fu remained silent. She had nothing more to say to him. There was no point anyway, they would die together and the Akatsuki would have their seventh tailed monster and can live happily ever after. Fu laughed.

"Happily ever after," She remarked. The tears began to fall again, "Like it even exists."

Roshi's POV

Roshi panted, running through the forest trying to get his bearings. He skidded to a stop as branches covered in black flames fell from the trees and blocked his path. He'd been running nonstop all night trying to escape but it was as if the fire was literally trying to kill him. No matter where he turned or what he did the flames were right there on his heels. Roshi still heard shouts and cries of pain from somewhere deeper in the forest but he had no time to worry about it. There were other pressing matters.

He broke into a sprint, jumping over fallen logs and making turns where ever he could. The fire was spreading over the area and without a doubt was noticeable. Why wasn't anyone coming to the rescue? Roshi stopped when he heard the bloodcurdling scream. It was high pitched, undoubtedly a woman's and it rang throughout the forest and stinging his ears. Roshi stopped flinching.

A big mistake.

He barely noticed the blazing tree cracking and falling down, smothering him completely.

Utakata's POV

"Don't you ever come back here again!" Hotaru's father screamed loudly. Utakata could see the veins popping out of his forehead and the hot breath that was escaping his nose. Utakata couldn't even bat an eye. He kept looking at Hotaru. The girl was hugging her feet in the corner, maids rushing around her to help her. He couldn't help but notice her shivering.

"I want you gone, now!" Hotaru's father screamed, snapping Utakata's gaze back on his face.

"I understand, sir. But may I have something for the road ahead?" Utakata pleaded.

The man's face grew even more upset, "After all you've done to my daughter, you expect me to give you items for your journey home!? If you want to know, I'm hoping you die of starvation!"

Utakata looked at the ground. He let out a deep sigh and reached at his side for his bubble blower, realizing he had none.

"What are you waiting for? An eagle to swoop down and rescue you? Leave this place now or I will make you." The man said, even more menacing then last time.

Gyoja laughed and put a wide grin on his mouth. Utakata wished he could slap it right off. Utakata turned around and began to walk away, his feet crunching the dry grass underneath him.

"Leave you stupid jinchuuriki! And never come back or else!" Gyoja shouted after him.

Utakata stopped walking. A powerful feeling swept through him. Something that made him aggravated and like he wasn't even in his own body. He raised his hands looking at them. They were slimy, like they were melting into a pile of lumpy oatmeal. He began to run as fast as his slimy legs would take him. What's happening? He wondered fearfully as sped up, tripping and hurting himself repeatedly. His wounds from the battle before was almost fully healed. But there still was no time to rest. It's trying to come out...Utakata realized as his stomach began to pain him immensely. He suddenly stopped when he felt a twitch run through his body and fell to the ground, knocking his head on a tree. He slowly crawled the rest of the way, making through the forest until he smelled something terrible. He went a little further and saw what he was smelling.

A graveyard of smoking bodies, still covered in acid slime.