Who are you?

Part 14

Shiori woke up early in the morning to Tsunade, who gently shook her shoulder. She got up quietly. They had to go somewhere before dawn, but it was unnecessary to wake Shizune up.

Shiori changed, and they were ready to go. They would eat after they were done. They headed out of the city at high speed. They ran for an hour and reached a secluded area in the forest.

"OK, are you ready, gaki?" Tsunade asked as she set down her bag to prepare for the upcoming event.

Shiori nodded and started pulling out necessary items from her scroll.

Shiori's first memories were of pain. Everything was just too much for her. Both physically and mentally. Due to the immense pain she was in, she doesn't remember much of those first days, but she remembers the things she was told about it once she was more stable.

Apparently, her chakra had gone haywire. She was a strong sensor. Her sensing was exceptional in the sense that she could feel the slightest things about her target. She could feel their chakra level, affinities, emotions, whether they were lying if they were injured, and so much more. She felt them so strongly, as if she was the one experiencing them, as if there was no distinction between her and her target.

But this ability was passive, and she had no control over it. So, from what she was told, something must have triggered her abilities. It could have been her accessing her chakra for the first time or a similar event.

It was similar to the first time someone accessed their kekkei genkai. Whatever it was, it caused her to feel all of these for every living thing around her. With so many people living in the village, she must have run away to get away from it.

Her first memories were from running aimlessly in a forest. Her arms and legs were littered with scars from grabbing into fallen branches and sharp stones. She wore a ragged shirt and pants resembling threads more than clothing.

She had no sense of what was happening, only an instinctual feeling guiding her through the woods. That was how she met her sensei. Their first encounter was an interesting story, and he took her in. After he got an idea of her condition, he did his best to help her. He decided to take her to Uzushio. They avoided any civilization in the meantime.

While Uzushio was raided many times after its destruction, some buildings remained safe. These were protected by incarnate seals that only allowed Uzumaki in. Even a person's intention was important. So, anyone with malicious intent could never get in.

They got to the ancient village, and it wasn't hard to locate where they needed to go. They found the grand library. Shiori felt much better ever since they stepped foot on the island. She took the initiative. She managed to get inside the library and allow the access for her sensei to enter as well. From there, they both got to work. They searched for anything that could help her.

When they found the material they were looking for, it was time for her to learn. Her sensei knew little about fuinjutsu beyond a basic Jonin level to get by. While she was learning, he went through the ninjutsu section with her permission.

Luckily for both of them, Fuinjutsu was so natural for her that it almost seemed impossible for someone to be this good. It was as if fuinjutsu was just another language, and somehow, it was her mother tongue. She could look at a seal and immediately know what the seal would do and how it worked. It only took her a little while to learn how to tweak them and make her own.

While she could understand them, it didn't mean she was an expert on how to make them. She needed to learn the order in which elements had to be drawn, how each stroke of brush should be angled, and why some elements would or would not work together.