In another Timeline

Chapter 16- The fog

Obito sat up in his bed. He didn't know what he was going to do today, they had been training nonstop for the past couple weeks. And a couple weeks ago he suddenly had an eye. It had a Sharingan but not like his left one. It didn't allow him to pass through things.

Obito stood up and walked out of the room. Some other kids had the same idea. To go to the dining hall. Thats where they all spend most of their time now. The red haired girl always sat across from Obito. She recently found her voice.

From first glance you would think she was quiet, timid and shy but she is quite the opposite. She was loud, and talked a lot, she liked to be the one in charge. Reminded him of someone, but honestly he doubts he will ever remember who.

"Did you manage to activate those wierd chains yet?" She hmphed and crossed her arms. "Of course, just not on the same level as before." Obito nodded. "Better than to actually be able to than not at all." She smiled. "I suppose." Her smile faded slightly. "It's weird how your the only person in the place who ever looks at the bright side, but is the most glum person you'd ever meet."

Obito shrugged. "A habit that I can't seem to forget." The redhead nodded. "Seems like the fog isn't as perfect the people around here make it out to be." Obito nodded. "Suppose it's good enough though." The redhead frowned. "Yea, whatever."

She stood up to make her way towards the training room. Obito figured he should probably do the same. At this point they all seemed to have their own schedule. They still needed to do certain things, but they weren't forced.

Obito felt his eye twitch. Then he was taken out of the familiar dining hall and into a strange place. Obito looked around himself. He had definitely just done that.

"Sometimes the whole forgetting thing is really annoying." Obito crossed his arms. The thought of leaving the dining hall took him here, and his Sharingan listened. What about the training room?

The mere thought of the training room made him want to sigh. Though this time he had forced his eye to listen to him. And not act on its own. He felt everything more clearly when he had control over it. The swirling into his own eye.

He appeared in the training room. Just unfortunately, wrong place wrong time.

Obito winced at the chakra infused Kunai, it his him dead center on his back.

"What the- are you okay?" Obito nodded. "Can you pull it out?" The guy nodded. He pulled it out. "How did you do that?" Obito shrugged. "Just another hidden ability of the Sharingan I guess." The boy nodded. "Teleportation?" Obito shrugged. "Apparently." The boy shook his head and continued back to his own training.

That boy was tall, a lot taller than Obito, though Obito wouldn't consider himself short. He had to be the second tallest person in this place. The boy had an affinity of putting his chakra anywhere. He could give a person his chakra and infuse it with Amy weapon he wanted to.

He could also leave trails of chakra. He is a marker of sorts. Like a dog who pees to declare it's territory.

The sudden insult surprised Obito, but it was funny.

He decided to try more of the whole teleporting thing. At this point he had a pretty good grasp on the going through walls thing. He could only have parts of his body go through while others stayed normal.

It required a lot of concentration, he hoped that one day he wouldn't have to concentrate to achieve it.

He ended up going back to the weird place again after a couple of attempts. It was weird this must be the place his body was going to.

He walked and jumped around. But nothing really stood out. It was the same blocky dimension anywhere he looked. Nothing interesting was here. Obito shrugged. If he could bring stuff here then that would be cool. But he didn't want to try. His Sharingan felt sore from all the chakra usage.

He teleported back to he open world but was not greeted by the training room. He was again outside the building. "Huh." Obito looked around. "Does moving in that dimension move me in this one as well?" Obito said his thoughts out loud.

It was dark out, but still as peaceful as he remembered it. Remembered? Did Obito remember the outside? Obito shook his head. He wasn't trying to remember, so maybe the decreased the dosage of the fog. Though, it looked as thick as it did before.

Obito shrugged. Who cares anyway? Obito walked inside the building instead of knocking.

Bee looked at Obito surprised. "You left again?" Obito shrugged. "Still on accident." Bee raised an eyebrow. "How so?" Obito thought for a moment. "I can teleport apparently." Bee didn't appreciate the calmness of Obito's voice. "Teleport?" Obito nodded.

"Just found out." Bee shook his head. "I think it's time to tell you lot something." Obito raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" Bee motioned for Obito to leave. "I will tell you soon." Obito shrugged. Obito left the room and entered his own.

It was annoying that Bee thought so highly of himself. Honestly, what is stopping him from leaving entirely anyway? Obito answered his own question. The seal that encased his entire body. It sure as hell wasn't there for decoration.

Obito looked at the sprayers around his room. The fog emerging soon after. The fog seemed as dense as it always had. If anything thicker. They were really trying to make him forget. But what if... What if he had grown an immunity to it? Did they all grow an immunity?

The fog still made him feel tired. It still worked, just maybe not as well as it used to.

Obito smiled at the small victory. The fog really was annoying.