In another Timeline

Chapter 9- What about me is so special?

Obito took a couple more minutes to examine his pinky. It was white, but it looked like it had no muscle, just literally skin and bone. Obito looked at the door. He knocked as he did before. Until the same man came to open the door. He didn't say anything, he waited for Obito to speak.

"My pinky grew back." The man stared in disbelief as Obito showed his finger. "Do you-" the man cut himself off. He looked around himself contemplating seemingly about something. "Follow me." Obito nodded and followed the man to a room that opened to what looked like an office.

They walked past some people he recognized. The smiling man and snout, the interrogation women he decided to name I.T the masked man was there as well. They walked by a couple others he hadn't seen before. Finally they made it to another room and entered.

It was a man with a structured jawline. He had a jacket on that reminded him of ninja ware. He had brown buzzed cut hair. A scar crossing his mouth, where the scar was his lips were missing. Showing small parts of his yellowed teeth. "He must be the guy that runs this place."

The man who brought Obito here told him about all the things Obito had done. His wood style jutsu, his Sharingan abilities and now regeneration. The man was told to leave and he did so.

The leader guy smiled at Obito, you could tell it wasn't a true smile but nothing about it indicated anything sinister, his teeth showing even more when he smiled. Then and there Obito decided his nickname was going to be bee.

"You quite the kid, you know that?" Obito shrugged. His voice had an accent, something like the cloud. "Well, you just so happen to be my favorite out of the bunch." Obito narrows his eyes but let's the man continue.

"I don't want you dying." Obito bit his lip. Bee looked over the stature of Obito. "You seem fine compared to all the other kids." Obito shrugged. He already knew that. "Don't let the red head die." Bee furrowed his eyebrows. "I've just known her since the beginning." Bee shrugged. "What happens, happens, you know that." Obito nodded.

He did know that. More than anyone else it seems. "The time will come when I need you specifically." Bees dark brown eyes narrowed. "Go back to your room." Obito nodded and did as he was told. He tried his best to remember what way to go and after getting lost a couple of times he made it back to his room.

He undoes the lock and enters his room. It's nice to know, that he can leave when he wants to, until a person realizes that's its unlocked anyway.

Obito sighs as he hears the familiar sound of the fog entering the room. He couldn't tell what it looked like till now, but it was true, it looked like thick fog, not mist.

Obito looks at his finger again and flinches when a person enters the room. He didn't know what the person was doing. The fog spanned outside of his room and grew thin. The person came up to him and gave him a shot and left.

He must have been due another shot but wasn't in the room. Just as he usually does the shot makes him tired with the combination of the fog. The fog grows exceptionally thick, by the time he lays down on his bed he couldn't even see his desk. His thoughts drift away as he returns to the same dreamless mindscape that he recognizes way to much to his liking.

When he woke up he was met with a loud crashing. He couldn't tell what directions it was coming from, it seemed to come from every direction. The crashing lasted for an hour.

A migraine was added to his already sore body, it seemed better than all the times he had been poisoned. He must have slept through the worst. Or maybe it was never painful in the first place.

He didn't bother investigate the noise, it was probably a kid trying to rebel. He knew the fate of the kid already.

He was taken out of his room with some other kids, and the redhead, they were taken to the same training place, the tree in the same place, untouched.

The branches seemed to expand the last time he saw it, the branches reached to each end of the training ground. It looked like a redwood tree. "How did I know that?" You could see green leaves beginning to grow.

The person who brought them here talked slowly. Not on purpose, that was just how she talked. She talked about training. They must have gone through most of the mental training, now it was time for physical.

Obito didn't remember much. His mind seemed to go blank whenever he trained, like he lost consciousness. He didn't know why. The fog made him forget things, but not in the present time. Maybe it was a sort of side effect.

The women told them that, just for right now they were going to focus on physical strength and stamina. Obito could already guess the next thing would be chakra control and meditation. The fog though, he could already tell was increasing his chakra reserves.

It was strange, Obito could bet that the tree might have turned out smaller and other day, was the Fog doing this? Was it a sort of trade? Your memories for chakra reserves?

Obito shook his head. He sat criss cross applesauce on his bed waiting for the poison to kick in. He wasn't tired, he couldn't sleep. It was strange, he wouldn't be hungry for days and wouldn't need sleep for days either. But it didn't seem to come naturally to the others. Why was it just Obito?

Obito clutches his head and covered his eyes in pain. Whatever the poison was seemed to affect his eyes and mouth. His teeth crushed each other from trying to stop the pain. Obito looked at his arm and started to pick at it as he done before. Making it bleed in the process. A distraction he desperately needed.