It was unsettling to be trapped in a genjutsu with absolutely no way out. Sakura was still standing in darkness, with only her Inner to keep her company. Not that she minded that her double was there to keep her from going insane from the pitch black surrounding her, or the deafening silence, but there was only so much one could talk about with one's self.
Another annoying thing was that she had absolutely no sense of time, and couldn't feel if her body was injured, cold, or hungry. Her Inner, being part of her subconscious, had a vague idea of the time passing, and could tell that, physically, she wasn't too bruised up, and most importantly she could tell if there was a presence near Sakura.
Even if her body seemed to be strapped down, courtesy of her captors, her Inner could feel that someone would check up on her every hour or so. The first thing she needed in order to get out of this genjutsu was to open up her sealed chakra points. Sakura's body had been resting for almost three days now, so even if she couldn't feel it, she knew that her chakra reserves would be full, but that wouldn't be enough to unlock her sealed pathways.
And that's when her Inner's idea came into play.
Out of all her teammates, she was supposed to be the levelheaded and responsible one. She was the medic, the team member that had to dodge all the attacks to make sure that she would always be there to heal her comrades. She was the brain that made sure that no one would die under her watch…
*… and this is suicidal.*
Don't worry, we'll be fine.
*If Tsunade-sama finds out, she's going to skin us alive…*
… and then heal us so that she can gut us herself. But only if she finds out.
At that thought, her Inner smiled devilishly. It was strange how the more reckless she got, the more confident she felt. Then again, it was probably all her Inner's fault, even if she had gained a lot more confidence in herself since she started training under the Fifth. Or maybe Naruto had rubbed off her?
*We've never been able to lie to her.*
Then let's hope she doesn't ask.
*Since when have we ever gotten that lucky? For both our sakes, I really hope this works.*
Silence fell around them as Sakura tried easing her mind, waiting for the seconds she couldn't measure, to pass. Right now she needed to concentrate on getting out of here safely, then she would think about the mess she was in.
Our dear host just left from checking up on us, it's time.
Her Inner's voice was calm and detached, like an echo surrounding her. She needed to stop thinking. Closing her eyes, Sakura gave way to the genjutsu, her mind fading from consciousness.
As one Sakura faded out, her Inner took over. She wasn't used to controlling the main body, but that didn't matter, all she needed to do was to take control of her jaws for just a few seconds. Grasping onto her surroundings was like trying to see into a room that was occasionally lit by lighting flashing from a window.
It took her a while, but after a few tries she managed to work her teeth over her tongue and bit down, hard. Now all she had to do was wait as she felt warm blood slip pass her lips. It wasn't the smartest idea she had ever had, but it was her best hope in getting back to Konoha and warn the Hokage. Either way, if she failed she would die, but that was a risk she was willing to take if it meant keeping her teammates safe.
As her body slowly paled from the blood loss, Sakura's Inner found herself gaining more strength as her counterpart flickered away. It was strange how only anger gave the Inner her power, but right now the faster Sakura's body died, the more space the Inner seemed to take. Soon, her subconscious would take over and with that, her instincts for survival.