Flames.
Deadly, purifying flames.
She had been here before.
That night at the Hyuuga compound.
Her mother, a woman she loved with all her heart.
She didn't know what had happened, one moment they were simply talking the next…fire.
Fire came as if the gates of hell itself had opened allowing them forth into the world of men.
She didn't know what had happened next.
It was all to fast,
But she could remember
She was lying on the floor, blood covered her form and her arm was throbbing with pain. She had looked up and her father along with her brother were fighting someone.
She didn't see his face.
Only the blood red cloak that covered him. She stood, struggling against the pain that shot through her.
She had started running towards them her feet pounding against the moist earth, she ran as fast as she could, but the distance seemed endless.
She remembered…hearing a muffled scream…the darkness in her vision faded and she saw…
The person in red, holding her brother by his face.
She had heard her father yell out something, a curse most likely, but she didn't hear it, all she heard was the sickening crack of her brothers skull and the blood that she saw flow from both his left and right temples, down his face, his eyes, his ears, dripping down his chin to the cold floor bellow.
She had seen red then, her only thought was the objective to kill the one in the red cloak.
To stop the flames.
She had rushed in then, and both her, and her father fought with everything they had, kunai, blades, shuriken, explosive notes, jutsu, gen-jutsu. Everything they had in their arsenal.
But it was over so quickly.
She had felt a terrible pain across her stomach, when she looked down, she was kneeling, and blood was traveling down her waist, to her knee's, and into the floor, pooling where her knee's met the floor.
She clutched the bleeding injury with her hands, and looked up, as her father's body hit the floor with a dull thud.
His eyes, panicked and fearful, turned themselves onto her and he whispered one word.
"Run."
Before the blade pierced his neck.
She looked up again and met the burning, blood red eyes of that monster and for the first time in a long time, felt true terror, a gripping fear that tightened around her chest and froze her in place.
As their gaze did not break, her father's last word continued to scream in her mind.
Run.
Run!
RUN
RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUNRUNRUNRUNRUNRUNRUNRUNRUN!
Finally, she did. She stood and she fled.
As fast as her feet could carry her she fled, and the screams and cries of other ninja continued to reach her ears long after she flew from that place before finally fading into nothingness.
But those eyes… those terrible crimson eyes of hell, that held within them the same glow of the burning flames around her…those stayed with her.
…
And they would never fade.
The young girl awoke painfully, much like the last two times she'd been conscious. Her mind was clouded, but she knew the surroundings were somewhat familiar so she managed to stop her growing panic. She sat up weakly, vaguely recalling that it was much easier now then what she had remembered it to be the last time. She looked around, ignoring her blond hair that fell over her eyes, obscuring her vision slightly.
She found a black hired woman sleeping on a chair a few feet away, a book loosely held in her hand as her soft snores reached the girls ears.
The creak of a door opening startled her and she turned to see a blond haired woman entering. She paused for a moment as their eyes locked before she made a gesture for her to keep quiet, she walked over to the sleeping brunet and removed the book from her slack grip.
She set it on the table before picking her up and setting the girl down on the couch.
Standing up she walked over to her, sitting at the edge of the bed she looked to the younger blond, with a look that mannaged to be somber, sympathetic and serious at the same time. "How do you feel?"
Akina looked down. "Fine…I guess." She muttered.
"Do you have pain anywhere?" Tsunade aked again. "Like your head, chest. Anywhere at all?" She ventured carefully.
Akina shook her head slowly. 'No."
Tsunade nodded, from her body language and verbal responses, along with her injuries it didn't take a genius to know she had been in a terrible fight and had most likely lost someone important to her.
"Would you like to get cleaned up?"
"Yes please." The younger girl responded.
Tsunade nodded, helping her throw her feet over the edge of the bed. The girl tried to stand on her own but her legs, after almost two days of pure abuse and one more week of no use made her limbs like jelly.
Tsunade rushed forward and steadied her. "Whoa there, you cant be moving on your own yet. The older blond said sympathetically, and placed a glowing green hand of Chakra onto the girls stomach as she saw her wince and instinctively place a hand over the area in pain.
"Shizune told me your name's Akina. Is that right?"
The girl, now identified as Akina nodded. Tsunade smiled. "Good, my name, in-case you didn't know is Tsunade."
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