This really isn't a full, real chapter of the story per se. I've commissioned so many pictures on deviatart to go with this story and some of them had little vignettes that went with them. I figured I'd put all those tiny stories together and post it as a chapter on this site so anyone reading the story from here could read them too. Everything here is canon with my story, your just not gonna find a lot of plot.

Mebuki Haruno

Mebuki heard the voice of her daughter call for her from her bedroom and instantly felt a wave of relief wash over her. Sakura had been feeling very sick for days and like any good mother she had been worried terribly for her daughter. However Ino, her daughters best friend and a med ninja, had come by just a few minutes ago to check in on her and it must have been a very successful visit as not only had her daughters tone sounded much healthier it had even sounded a bit...perky?

Mebuki made her way up the steps to the room her daughter was staying in and walked to the bedroom door. As her hand went to the doorknob to enter the room she felt a strange sense of danger in her gut, a danger sense she had gained in her youth as a ninja. Mebuki simply dismissed this feeling as a silly misfire of her senses. No one dangerous was in this room, just Ino amd her daughter.

Mebuki opened the door and entered the room.

Immediately Mebuki saw the room was cloaked in total darkness. Then she saw the limp and unmoving form of Ino lying on the floor.

Ino looked hurt, maybe even dead. Immediately she remembered the feeling of danger that she has felt earlier and could have kicked herself for not listening to it.

Wait.

Where was her daughter, her precious baby? Maternal instinct instantly won out over every other feeling and she began to scan the room for her daughter. A small prayer being spoken in her head asking for Sakura's safety.

Then she felt a pair of fangs enter her throat from behind her, then she felt great pleasure. Then almost as fast as it began it was over. Her attack per released her and dropped her to the floor.

As darkness began to engulf her senses she heard.

"I'm going to be my mothers mother, how funny."

After an amount of time unknown to Mebuki Haruno she awoke feeling greater and more powerful then she ever had in her life. Instinctually she took a look around the room. It was funny, the room was just as dark as before, maybe even darker, but she could see just fine in it now.

Movement on the other side of the room caught Mebuki's attention. It was Ino, it seems like Ino had just arisen from the floor shortly before she had; hadn't Ino been dead? No matter.

Mebuki continued to stare at Ino; she watched as Ino brought her hands to her face and began to caress it as if feeling it for the first time. Maybe she was, her face was changed, not so much that she was unrecognizable now, but slight differences were there. Her skin was as pale as ivory, her eyes burned red and some of her facial features were sharper; by the gods she was beautiful! It seemed the reborn Ino agreed with Mebuki's assessment of her as if on cue Ino began to smile. Then Mebuki saw the fangs that were now in Ino's mouth.

Mebuki stood in transfixed wonder of Ino's grandeur when she felt the fangs that were in her own mouth as well now. They were wonderful. Shaking with new excitement Mebuki reached up to her own face and felt that it had changed in just the same ways as Ino had.

Then Mebuki began to feel a variety of hungers begin to shout at her from within. She needed to hunt, she needed to feed. She gasped when that thought made her fangs tingle the slightest bit as if in anticipation.

She looked at Ino who was now staring back at her and could see in the eyes of her daughters friends that she felt the same urge to feed.

Mebuki felt other urges well within her just then too, but first she needed to feed, the voice within her head, the voice of what she now instinctually knew to be her master commanded it so.

Konoha's Lot Mrs. Yamanaka

The Yamanaka flower shop was absolutely dead. It was dark outside and nearing closing time and there wasn't a single customer in the store.

There hadn't been a customer all day, mused the the brown haired, very prim and proper looking Mrs. Yamanaka as she stood next to the check out counter to the shop.

There had been a dark mood flowing throughout Konoha recently. Mrs. Yamanaka didn't know what was causing it but it was killing business. People just didn't seem to be interested in buying flowers right now.

Mrs. Yamanaka really couldn't blame them, as much as she loved the flower shop she too wished she could close the doors and go home. It was already dark outside and the store should have been closed an hour ago but Mrs. Yamanaka needed her daughter's, Ino Yamanaka's, help to close the store. The older woman looked at the clock again, she knew Ino was going to stop and check in on her sick friend Sakura on her way home tonight but she should have been done with by now, what could possibly be keeping her?

A small smile crossed the mothers face as she thought of her daughter. The two woman were as different as night and day. Ino was bold and courageous, she herself was kind of meek and passive. Ino was blond and pretty, whereas she had brown hair and always kind of saw herself as kind of a plain jane. Ino dressed so provocatively while she dressed like nun. Mrs. Yamanaka looked down upon the outfit she was wearing, a skirt that went down to her ankles and shirt buttoned practically to her chin. She didn't think there was anything wrong with dressing so stuffy, sometimes though she wished she had the confidence to dress like her daughter did. After dressing so formally for most of her life she'd love to throw caution to the wind and walking around in something skimpy just once.

Her small smile grew into a big one. She loved her daughter so much, Ino was her treasure. So beautiful, so brave.

She looked at the clock again.

So late. Very late.

Mrs. Yamanaka decided to begin closing the store by herself. If her daughter did have one flaw it was that she could be a tad flighty at times. Closing a store of this size was, at the very least, a two person job and Ino of course knew this but she undoubtably allowed herself to get distracted by something leaving her here by herself.

The woman rose to her feet. Oh well, she could at least start the process of closing the store, she was sure Ino would show up here eventually.

First things first, she walked to the front door and locked it, then she flipped the open sign to closed. Then she went to check the back alley door and see if any night deliveries had been made. It wouldn't do to let any stock sit outside all night.

She walked to the door and opened it and stepped through the threshold out into the alley.

She scanned the area for anything that needed to come in when she saw a figure emerge from the darkness and make its way over to her.

Mrs. Yamanaka looked at the figure and recognized who it was.

"Oh hello there," she said," what are you doing out here?"

The figure said nothing, it just stood there in the dark quietly for a moment, then it started moving towards the Yamanaka shopkeeper.

Inside the shop, all was quiet. All was peaceful. Not a sound pierced the silence.

Until a voice from outside echoed through the shop.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"Stop it, stop this at once."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Aaaaaaaaarrgghh-OOoOOoooooooooo".

Then the silence returned to the store, no more voices came from the alley.

A dark figure emerged from the ally and moved on to an unknown destination.

LATER THAT EVENING

The store had remained silent for hours when the sound of the alley door in the back of the shop quietly creeped open and the very changed figure of Mrs. Yamanaka reentered the store.

She walked across the storeroom so smoothly you would have thought she was gliding until she walked over to a mirror next to the register.

She tried to take a look at herself in the mirror, knowing she had changed somehow, and was startled when she saw no reflection.

Her surprise lasted only a moment, then she grinned a fang filled smile. For some reason her lack of reflection amused her more then anything else.

Without a reflection she had to look down at herself to see herself, and oh wow did she like what she saw! Her skin was beyond pale, it was like the color of pearl. Breathtakingly beautiful now.

Then the Yamanaka matriarch looked at her clothes and seen how torn they had become. Her shirt was ripped in a way that exposed much more of her breasts them was visible before. Her skirt had been torn into a miniskirt. She couldn't help but giggle. It felt so glorious to show so much beautiful pale skin, much more then she had ever dared show before. How ridiculous she had been before.

Mrs. Yamanaka looked at her hands and saw claws. These claws made her feel powerful, in control, BOLD. In fact she had felt more powerful then she ever had ever since she had awoken in that alley. Powerful and something else, hungry? Yes, she decided, hungry. Mrs. Yamanaka needed to feed, but on what? Then a powerful controlling voice manifested in her head and told her, blood.

Blood, it sounded so good she decided, delicious; she craved it in that moment more then any food she had ever wanted in her life?

But how to get it?

She smiled.

She glided over to the front of the store and flipped the stores sign from closed back to open.

It had been a slow day but she knew someone would come eventually. They'd come and then they'd be hers.

Ino

Ino Yamanaka strutted through a back alley of Konoha, having just left the Haruno household feeling better then she ever had before. So much new power flowing through her veins. So many urges to sate, some old but some of them deliciously new. The most important urge of all being the one her master commanded into her very being. The command to feed and swell the ranks of the undead to which Ino now belonged.

Ino stopped for a second when a realization hit her in its entirety. Her masters command; she had a master now. How wonderful.

Ino began to stretch out her senses, trying to find someone on which to feed. As she did this she began to once again slide her tongue along her new fangs. A habit she had picked up since awakening in Sakura's bedroom alongside Sakura's mom.

Sakura, Ino's thoughts dwelled on the memory of her friend who had brought her across. Who gifted her with this new existence of undeath. She had remembered what Sakura had said to her before her friend had changed. About how she felt some nameless darkness welling up within her ready to join with her very soul. As a mind walker Ino could now feel this darkness Sakura had spoken of even more clearly then her friend could, after she had arisen herself she felt that it now had joined with her own soul as well, connecting her with the very essence of evil itself. Fantastic! Ino was so grateful to her friend for doing this for her. Sakura had taken her former self, a foolish little sheep and turned her into a wolf. Had elevated her. She'd thank Sakura for that for the rest of eternity.

In that moment a scent wafts through Ino's senses; she sensed someone nearby. Ino smiled a fang filled grin and launched herself into the night after her prey.