I let out a soft groan as a headache woke me up. I didn't even realize I fell asleep.
As I open my eyes, I look around in confusion as I try to make sense of my new environment. It is dark, damp, and ominous. I'm in a cave. I'm on the rough, rocky ground in a dark cave.
Where are those two? I doubt they would leave me here, at least, they wouldn't if I didn't have the chance to escape. Or get hurt. But the latter option isn't their top priority, just my being here.
I don't move for a minute from my position on the ground, wanting to be fully awake incase of any surprising visitors.
I also wait to see if anything will happen the moment I am awake, seeing if there is anyone waiting for that moment.
But nothing happens, it is just silence. But see, that is the problem.
It is silent, no sound of animals or even sounds that a normal damp cave would have been making.
I am not alone. I am in the presence of something strong. So much so that all life is quiet to keep hidden.
I am in danger.
But, there is no move on me. On my life. Or on my attention.
I am being watched. Studied. Analyzed.
I do not feel eyes on my being, but anyone in the ninja world would be a fool to let their guard down. Especially since my body is screaming at me to run.
My brain is being rational, but my body, my instances have a more primal urge to get out of here. Fight or flight, you could say.
But there's nothing to fight, and nowhere to run.
But I know better. We all know better.
Is this a test? An assessment to see what I will do in this situation.
Or, is this a game? One where if I make a wrong move, I lose. Either way, I am not safe.
It is still dark and silent, and I feel no one is within a few meters of my being, so I make a dangerous call. I move. I sit up straight, my body tense and my mind fully aware.
Lying down on the ground had me in a very vulnerable position, one where if something sudden happened, it would take precious time to evade.
Time that could be spent running, fighting or even hiding. Time that I could possibly not have.
Maybe I'm already dead, maybe I don't have a chance.
I stay still, seated on the ground. I'm not going to try my luck here. I slowly turn my head from hide to side, seeing if my vision will be of any help in figuring out any of my next moves.
But it is for nothing, as it is the same as what I saw in front of me.
Darkness.
I look down at my body and the ground, but even that I cannot see.
Just great, isn't this lovely.
I feel a sardonic smile come on my face.
I honestly would rather something come out, at least I would know what to do. Fight, or run. I'm not going to bother screaming or making any noise, too risky.
Who knows what that could attract. Who knows who I could piss off.
Not worth it.
I slowly feel around with my hands, touching the rocky surface. It's uneven, but flat. Nothing too special but definitely worth remembering.
I move to my knees, a better position to move if needed. I feel around even more, but I don't find anything.
Where's my bag?
That's the first question I actually ask myself.
Not, what am I doing here?
Not, why would they put me here?
But, where is my bag?
I could make guesses for the other questions, but as to the whereabouts of my bag, I can't.
That means they have it and left me defenseless. I don't have my katanas or any of my kunai. Just in a regular long dress.
One that wouldn't be useful or protective. It would actually get in the way.
Not my fault I got kidnapped after going through eye surgery. But still, I have nothing on my person. And that is not good.
Defenseless and vulnerable, a bad combo.
I finally stand up on my feet. This is the best position I could be in, one that wouldn't leave me struggling to defend myself.
I let out a silent sigh, I'm already sick of this game. Too tired and too done to even try to make a joke.
Why would I? I'm not happy with anything that's been going on in the last 5 minutes.
I may have let my guard down with those two, but I didn't think the cost of that would be this great.
Lesson learned.
I continue to stand still, not making a move as my thoughts run wild in anticipation. I could use my sharingan, but that would be risky.
It's not exactly a stealthy move, it is one that could expose me.
The Akatsuki could be watching, and I don't want to show all my tricks in one moment. Especially since at this moment, I am completely bare and open.
So I stay still, unmoving.
They wanted me here, they got some of their strongest to come get me because I am useful. But that doesn't mean they can't hurt me.
I am not that special.
Should I say something?
Should I speak even when I'm unsure?
If I speak out that I know they are there, they could think me stronger than I am. They could also call my bluff. The latter is more likely to happen.
And if they are not here, then I look stupid.
But I know. I know I'm being watched. And they can't gaslight me into thinking otherwise. But I'm not going to take a risk, this is the Akatsuki we are talking about.
They are not to be trusted, they are not to be taken lightly.
A/n Such an eerie atmosphere, I had a lot of fun writing this! Enjoy~
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I will survive (naruto fanfic)
FanfictionI was reincarnated as a random Uchiha in Naruto, oh hell nah I'm not gonna die I will do what ever I want and I WILL SURVIVE. Edit: It starts off a little bad but it gets better as it goes on. Like all stories.