Lost (Updated)

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Orochimaru...

Sora felt a crushing feeling coming to her chest just as terrified as she was that day. She knew she couldn't control her body but that didn't stop her from desperately trying. Even if she had control over her body it wouldn't have mattered, because Orochimaru always injected her with some kind of sedative that stopped her from moving but she could still feel everything.

Sora looked over to see vials filled with strange liquid as well as medical instruments. She watched as he grabbed a syringe as well as a vial that had a shimmering blue liquid in it. He walked towards her filling the syringe with the blue liquid before injecting it into her. Pain coursed through Sora's body as she began shivering uncontrollably. Orochimaru observed taking notes as Sora gritted her teeth trying to get through the agonising pain.

"be careful not to break your teeth," Orochimaru said smiling at her.

Sora shot him a glare feeling nothing but disdain for that man. This was at the early times she was with him, not having the guts to do that to him later on. His eyes narrowed as he walked forward a scaple in hand cutting Sora in multiple places again taking notes. She still wasn't sure to this day if he had to do that or was only doing it to teach her a lesson not to be so bold and glare at him.

"Do you feel cold," Orochimaru questioned.

Sora was confused by his words, why would he ask such a thing, but she didn't answer fighting through the pain was too much.

"I suggest you answer," He said bringing the string back towards her.

"N-no," Sora barely managed to get out.

"Interesting your body reacts as if it's cold, but you don't feel the sensation of being cold, That clan of yours sure was bind to your potential," Orochimaru said happily.

This continued on for hours, him injecting her with strange liquids, cutting her to see how her body would react and taking down notes. It finally stopped and calmed down, Sora a panting mess completely exhausted and feeling herself slipping from reality, but before she could Orochimaru grabbed her face making her look at him.

"I promise you Sora, you will never escape my clutches. Even if you do manage to run away I will always find you," He said giving her a sickly sinister smile.

Sora believed every word he said. She finally passed out, returning to the void her head down as she panted tears in her eyes. The shadows were now encroaching on her neck as her body became painfully cold.

"he will come for you and there will be nothing you can do," The figure spoke.

Sora stayed quiet not looking up, she knew it was right, she wasn't strong enough to stop him, and she may never reach that point. So why did she keep fighting? For her freedom she knew was temporary. It would be stripped away from her eventually and no one could save her. Not that there was anyone that wanted to. She looked up at the shadow eyes empty as it took a few steps back something emerged from the water in front of it covered in back water that soon flowed down off it revealing an all too familiar face.

"Arata," Sora mumbled weakly.

"Sora," He said back.

He looked completely different from what she had been seeing of him. He had no injuries, not a scratch, and his eyes held more light, though not as much as she remembered. He was calm and collected as he looked down at her. Did this mean this was truly her brother coming to speak with her? She felt a small glimmer of hope seeing him like this her body sitting up a bit more straight. Had he come here to save her like he always did?

"you should just die," He said dully.

Sora's eyes widened as It felt like everything was shattering around her, and her body slumped back down. Her throat tightened her eyes burning as tears threatened to spill. It felt like someone was sitting on her chest restricting her breathing.