Blood of a Lost Girl (Book 1, Naruto)

Bonus Chapter

So here's your bonus chapter guys! This is what Reina dreamt when she was knocked out in that room full of Ninja

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Bonus Chapter

"Gah. Where the heck am I?" I ran my hand over my face and looked around, or attempted to. The sun flooded my vision, temporarily blinding me. I held my hand up to hide my face from the sun and looked around. I was in a room, but it was different from the ones back in Konoha. There was better technology here. I stared at the flat, rectangular device. The word for it was at the tip of my tongue. I snapped my fingers. 'Laptop' that's what it was. I stood up from the bed I was sitting in, moving closer to it. I stared at it. There was Wi-Fi connected to it too. I had no idea how I knew what it was or how it worked. I just somehow knew.

I sat down in front of the laptop and opened up the internet. I had a feeling this was a completely different place than I was before which meant Naruto and the others wouldn't be close by, and if that was the case... I typed in the word 'Hokage' and waited for it to find the results. I frowned. 'No results found.' I tried again, this time typing 'Konoha' in, but again nothing. My frown deepened. There had to be something. I stood up and looked out the window. There was nothing that even remotely reminded me of Shinobi. They couldn't have just vanished into thin air. They couldn't not exist. There was no way that it could have just been a dream...right?

"Who are you?" I turned around to see a girl maybe a bit older than me, staring at me. She had black eyes and black hair. Her eyes widened when they met mine.

The relief of seeing someone somewhat familiar rushed over me. "You're an Uchiha, aren't you?" I asked. My voice sounded strange to my own ears.

She blinked. "A what? No. Of course not." She ran out of the room in a hurry to get something or someone and she came back soon after with a fully grown woman that looked like me, only instead of having black hair, she had dark grey (almost charcoal) hair with black streaks. The woman gasped. "It is you."

"Uhm... Who are you?" I asked, feeling confused. They obviously knew me, but I had no idea who they were.

The woman shook her head. "That doesn't matter. We need your help." I asked her why they would need a young girl's help, but she only responded with a wave of her hand, signalling me to follow them. She took me outside and gave me a tour of their neighbourhood. I saw people begging – to whom I could only assume was soldiers- for food. The woman's lip pulled up in disgust at the sight. "They want us to beg for our food." She practically spit out.

I frowned. "Why? That's horrible!"

It was like she didn't hear me. She just continued. "But those of us who still have our dignity would either starve or fight for it." She growled in frustration. "But if we fight, it'll cost us our heads." I didn't understand what she was talking about. What person would treat his people like this? "They believe that we who are of descendants of..." She grunted, looking like she said too much. "You see how they treat us." She stopped and turned to me. "We need your help to put a stop to this cruelty."

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We arrived back at their house safely and without problem, but I had noticed the people we passed had given me strange looks; some even looked horrified and frightened. But it wasn't me per se, it was something else. None of them had inspected me from head to toe; they had only looked into my eyes. It didn't matter at the moment though, so I paid it no mind. The strange thing was, however, that I saw no colourful eyes or hair. Everyone had the bland hair colour of animal fur and their eyes were either green, brown or blue, maybe black too here and there. The woman –Misaki- asked me to teach them the correct way to fight and I retorted by mentioning that it would get them killed if they fought, but still she insisted. I reluctantly complied.

I stayed with them a while, teaching them a bit of what I knew, but I knew I couldn't stay long. I had to try and find my way back to... To where? Konoha never existed, so where do I come from? Where do I go from here? I felt lost as I walked through unfamiliar streets. I felt clueless.

I glanced up, noticing that everyone was staying away from me. They seemed afraid of me. Why was that?

There were suddenly people all around me, but they were all dressed in uniforms. I stared at them curiously. One of them held something out to me and I –like a confused child- went to take it, my curiosity driving me. Two tiny iron things attached themselves to me and suddenly I was writing on the ground with electricity running through me. I cried out and then, soon after, I passed out.

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Alright! That's it! The final chapter

Now it is time to draw the curtain on Blood of A Lost Girl (Book 1)

I hope you guys enjoyed it

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Summary:
Bodies suddenly start piling up when a Count passes through Ashville, whether by coincidence or not, and Alallia is the first to notice. Being a woman in the 1700's, no one listens to her when she discovers that none of the victims are actually dead.
When her father suddenly also becomes a victim of these 'False Deaths', Alallia only has a certain amount of time to save him before it's too late. With the help of the Count, she starts digging around to solve the mystery of why and who is responsible for these horrendous acts.
What Alallia doesn't know, is that the people she believes she can trust, are the ones willing to stab her in the back.
Can Alallia really trust the Count? If not, who could she trust? And why is the Count really in Ashville?