Heroes To Shinobis

❝LOST❞

📈|1|📉
[Tales of Aizawa Shota]

Pain, he felt immense pain all over his body, he couldn't bring himself to move, he was uninjured but a sharp pain travelled all around his body

He heard the sound of fighting in the background, the smell of blood tickled his nose

He knew he has to get up because the scent of fresh blood and battle cries were quickly approaching him

Something felt wrong with his body, he couldn't describe how he was feeling but he knew he felt uncomfortable.

Why am I feeling this way?

He groaned as he got up, he stretched his arms and legs letting out a small sigh of relief

"I think there's someone here"

"Go check it out, it might be a shinobi of the leaf, kill them"

"Yes sir"

Aizawa swallowed his saliva, he knew they were talking about him, his heart started beating fast and his breath became uneven

Fear

Nervousness

Nausea

Headache

Pain

Fear, once again

The overwhelming feelings washed over him, he didn't feel so good

I'm having a panic attack, I need to calm down

He gripped his arm tightly, trying to focus on the new pain then the fact that someone is going to kill him.

Soon enough his breath wasn't as wild as they were 5 minutes ago

He let out a breath and ran, he ran as fast as he could

Where to?

He had no idea, but he kept on running, as he heard the ninja approach him.

Soon enough he reached a dead end, he let out a tired sigh.

I think I lost him

He thought wrong

"Out of breath already, huh"

Aizawa shot his head up, his red eyes locking with the evil ones in front of him

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit

The man took in Aizawa's appearance, he was in all black, bags from lack of sleep could be seen under his red eyes, black messy hair that stopped just above his shoulder, a white greyish scarf and he was small

Maybe 12 years old

Needless to say, the ninja of the mist wasn't expecting to fight a child, let alone one that looked like he was going to faint from the lack of sleep