The Daughter of Kurama (Rewrite)

Chapter 10- First Day of School

I was pinned down by four men, all in  black cloaks, their arms wrapped around with beads with small crosses hanging by their wrist. Panic siezes me as I struggled to get them off.

"Keep her still!" A man yelled, the only one who wasn't trying to hold me.

He was holding so many more things then the other guys who were holding me down. It was scary, why were these men doing this too me? They obviously weren't nurses and they didn't have any needles. What do they want from me? And where is Mommy or Daddy?

The man was holding a bible in one hand, the other a cross. He started to recite a prayer as he slowly walks over me.

"Oh Dear Lord of heaven. Save this innocent soul from the grasp of evil. Lord Christ free her of the claws of the demon that festers within her-" He chants, another man, one I did not notice before suddenly started throwing water at me.

I could feel my skin itch unbearably, small bumps start to rise. Tears falling from my eyes from the fear of what these men were doing to me.

"Mommy, Daddy! Where are you I'm scared, I don't want this! I don't want this!" I scream.

I called out to them. I yelled and kicked, the men only got louder and their hands started to hurt my skin.

But nobody came.

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I wake up with a jolt, my heart beating erratically. I quickly look around, removing the blanket off me, breaths ragged as I start to notice my surroundings. I'm not there, your not there. I grip my shorts tightly. They're gone, they won't come back, they stopped coming for years Etsuko. Calm down.

I grit my teeth as my breathing only gets faster. Calm down damn it! But it wasn't working and I could feel my vision start to fade.

I shakily close my eyes as I lay back down, body trembling as I try to get my breathing in control.

Feel with your hands, the blanket is course and warm, the pillow is fluffier, not at all flat like back home. You can feel the humidity stick to you even with the AC, and you can smell the faded scent of cut wood, our house never had that smell. You aren't there, your not there. I shakily breathe out as I repeatedly remind myself of what I'm sensing and that I am not at that house.

After what feels like an eternity, the trembles stop and I'm able to finally breathe as I slowly open my eyes.

"Well shit- that's one of the worst ones yet." I mumble to myself as I slowly get up from the bed, being mindful of how short it is as I shuffle my way to the restroom.

God I hate those dreams. I shudder as I splash cold water on my face. They always remind me of those times and after that I can't go back to sleep.

I look up and stare at my reflection, dark sunken eyes stare back at me, eye bags more visible then ever before on my face, making my amber- no wait why do they look more like an orange gold?

I blink as I rub my eyes, only to reaffirm that yeah, my eyes were definitely a different color.

"Just what the fuck?" I squint as I lean closer to the mirror, wondering how in the hell I didn't notice the change while I was in the fitting room yesterday.

Or any of the other times I brush my teeth. I frown, eyes darting between both eyes as I try to make sense of this.

"Hm, now that I think about it..." The Naruto verse isn't exactly known for mixed eye color like amber, Kishimoto just has every eye color be one shade of color, and I guess for my kind of honey amber eyes, it decided to just turn into this weird molten orange color? I tilt my head, humming as I feel a sense of familiarity the longer I stare into my eyes.