Enclosure: Preview: Prologue
It had been 15 years since the war had broke out, pitting up the five largest countries of the world up against each other. Konohagakure, Sunagakure, Kirigakure, Kumogakure and Iwagakure. All of them forming recruiting slaves from small neighbouring lands around them. And most likely, by the way things were going, it only got worse.
It had started out when I was still in my mother’s womb, she had been a pregnant woman that was lucky enough to have been treated by my current mentor, fifth hokage and surrogate mother, Tsunade-sama. The latter had found her on the street and took care of her until she was ready to give birth- which happened on March 28th. My birthday. The whole time the world had been trying to distribute food evenly through each country, biting their tongues yet all the while trying to think politics. All our crops were destroyed, farm lands, fields because it had all of a sudden started raining. It effected our meat, like cows since they had no grass to consume and it soon started a chain effect. Afterwards, it was all downhill from there.
The reason we had lived so long was because of our food storages we had constructed as soon as we took notice of the cessation of our rain. It had been started by the fourth hokage, Minato Namikaze, but he had passed away months ago by an assassination. I greatly respect him and his plan ran along smoothly for a couple years. Until people’s stocks started to lessen- which cause a war on December 21st. It was a conflict between many countries and than Kirigakure started stealing. It started a snowball effect. Kumogakure then announced that we should take sides on either side of the five greatest lands so that smaller ones could be used as battlefield and their villagers as slaves.
Slaves were used to filter through the battlefields for lost armour, through forests for food or be disguised as spies. They were called slaves because they were forced to do the dirty work, while the others fought in the war for their homeland. And the most repulsive “job” ever, was to produce infants from soldiers to create new ones. It was forbidden for slaves to have babies with other slaves, because from soldiers we are able to pass on special kekkei genkai and skills and if they had it there way, the little amount of doctors couldn’t handle all the births with all the wounded soldiers, lords and such.
It was mayhem. People taking refuge so that they would not take part of the war, people begging for food, fighting each other to death and leaving bodies scattered around- it was horrible. And I couldn’t bear thinking about how terrible the war has become.
Yet some people had the nerve to do nothing about it. Those people were the weak ones, most likely to die for the idiocy, I would have thought.
But I’m wasn‘t one of those people. Living all alone my whole live ever since my mother passed away during birth, I learned how to fight, protect and salvage. And I was smart. I knew my politics and was always aware of what was going on around me. Except I had a few weaknesses. One was watching people die- I wasn’t naturally a fighter, I’m a healer as well. Just like Tsunade-sama. My whole life she had taught me to manipulate my chakra and in return I had mastered perfect chakra control and when I had turned 13, she finally taught me to actually use it for medical ninjutsu. So naturally, as a medic-nin, I did not like seeing people wounded and always tried to heal people I saw that need medical attention. Sometimes I’d just run in without thinking- which was one of my weakness.
Another would be that I was hard-headed most of the time. I always wanted to prove myself. Which sometimes worked for me and other times, not. I was determine to make sure I was apart of everything. Adrenaline ran through my veins as did determination. Adrenaline for triumph. Determination to know that I had done the best I could and that this would soon end and everything would pass by and peace would come again.
Which resorted in me being a helpless dreamer. I had my times, where I was soft. I’d like to blame my feminity- but that would be pretty sexist since not all girls were soft. Tsunade would tell me that sometimes it was good to have a soft side- having someone close to you would only push you forward to protect that person. That there are times when soldiers do not need their amour, or something like that. I still haven’t really gotten what she means. She always preaches to me about a bunch of stuff, but I always think: says the woman who could punch through a cliff. But in the end she would always give me the cryptic smile, I‘d soon find out what she meant. Yet, I wasn’t ready for change like that.
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I hope you guys like! I was listening to "Run This Town" by Jay-z ft. Rihanna and Kanye West and this just kind of came out.
I'm going to attempt to try adventure or whatever genre. And yes, this will be Sakura centric.
I now i should be working on Kismet, but i've been getting a bunch of plot ideas in my head since i'm kind of being stressed with school work and stuff ;( geez, i'm such a procrastinator.
It had started out when I was still in my mother’s womb, she had been a pregnant woman that was lucky enough to have been treated by my current mentor, fifth hokage and surrogate mother, Tsunade-sama. The latter had found her on the street and took care of her until she was ready to give birth- which happened on March 28th. My birthday. The whole time the world had been trying to distribute food evenly through each country, biting their tongues yet all the while trying to think politics. All our crops were destroyed, farm lands, fields because it had all of a sudden started raining. It effected our meat, like cows since they had no grass to consume and it soon started a chain effect. Afterwards, it was all downhill from there.
The reason we had lived so long was because of our food storages we had constructed as soon as we took notice of the cessation of our rain. It had been started by the fourth hokage, Minato Namikaze, but he had passed away months ago by an assassination. I greatly respect him and his plan ran along smoothly for a couple years. Until people’s stocks started to lessen- which cause a war on December 21st. It was a conflict between many countries and than Kirigakure started stealing. It started a snowball effect. Kumogakure then announced that we should take sides on either side of the five greatest lands so that smaller ones could be used as battlefield and their villagers as slaves.
Slaves were used to filter through the battlefields for lost armour, through forests for food or be disguised as spies. They were called slaves because they were forced to do the dirty work, while the others fought in the war for their homeland. And the most repulsive “job” ever, was to produce infants from soldiers to create new ones. It was forbidden for slaves to have babies with other slaves, because from soldiers we are able to pass on special kekkei genkai and skills and if they had it there way, the little amount of doctors couldn’t handle all the births with all the wounded soldiers, lords and such.
It was mayhem. People taking refuge so that they would not take part of the war, people begging for food, fighting each other to death and leaving bodies scattered around- it was horrible. And I couldn’t bear thinking about how terrible the war has become.
Yet some people had the nerve to do nothing about it. Those people were the weak ones, most likely to die for the idiocy, I would have thought.
But I’m wasn‘t one of those people. Living all alone my whole live ever since my mother passed away during birth, I learned how to fight, protect and salvage. And I was smart. I knew my politics and was always aware of what was going on around me. Except I had a few weaknesses. One was watching people die- I wasn’t naturally a fighter, I’m a healer as well. Just like Tsunade-sama. My whole life she had taught me to manipulate my chakra and in return I had mastered perfect chakra control and when I had turned 13, she finally taught me to actually use it for medical ninjutsu. So naturally, as a medic-nin, I did not like seeing people wounded and always tried to heal people I saw that need medical attention. Sometimes I’d just run in without thinking- which was one of my weakness.
Another would be that I was hard-headed most of the time. I always wanted to prove myself. Which sometimes worked for me and other times, not. I was determine to make sure I was apart of everything. Adrenaline ran through my veins as did determination. Adrenaline for triumph. Determination to know that I had done the best I could and that this would soon end and everything would pass by and peace would come again.
Which resorted in me being a helpless dreamer. I had my times, where I was soft. I’d like to blame my feminity- but that would be pretty sexist since not all girls were soft. Tsunade would tell me that sometimes it was good to have a soft side- having someone close to you would only push you forward to protect that person. That there are times when soldiers do not need their amour, or something like that. I still haven’t really gotten what she means. She always preaches to me about a bunch of stuff, but I always think: says the woman who could punch through a cliff. But in the end she would always give me the cryptic smile, I‘d soon find out what she meant. Yet, I wasn’t ready for change like that.
----
I hope you guys like! I was listening to "Run This Town" by Jay-z ft. Rihanna and Kanye West and this just kind of came out.
I'm going to attempt to try adventure or whatever genre. And yes, this will be Sakura centric.
I now i should be working on Kismet, but i've been getting a bunch of plot ideas in my head since i'm kind of being stressed with school work and stuff ;( geez, i'm such a procrastinator.