Battle cries. They split the air as thunder rolled in the distance. Lightning flashes. Screams of anger or pain as enemies attacked or perished. Kunai sailed through the air and rained down on the shinobi army, but the young kunoichi dashing through their path never noticed. Even as they struck her, she felt no pain. She was racing toward something she couldn't catch, someone she couldn't save. She heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and her heart skipped a beat. In vain, she screamed a soundless warning to the man in green who couldn't hear her. She stretched her hand out to him, but it was too far, too late. But suddenly the battlefield melted away and she was standing in a village of sand. The danger was gone, at least for now. She was trying to find someone, but who was it? Why couldn't she remember? Why were the streets so quiet and empty? As she thought about it, a white lotus suddenly sprouted from the sand. She felt happy as it bloomed, but why? Oh, yes, of course... She was looking for her friends... She always had them... With her...