Peacemaker

Oxygen

As much as Sakura would hate to admit it, right now as she's leaping from tree to tree to Kami knows where she has been outsmarted by the Senju clan. It isn't as if they could beat her or anything really, the point is that Sakura made an oath to not kill any Senju, Uchiha, Uzumaki nor any members of her other friends' clans, and that oath is keeping her from successfully getting away without killing anyone.

What's more annoying is that Senju clan members keep popping out from everywhere, it's as if Butsuma predicted her moves. And as Sakura dodged another flurry of shuriken she knew she couldn't take them all down without killing any of them. She could use that, but-no, she swore to only use it if she really needs to use it at the moment and only when she has full control of it.

She couldn't risk using that, because if she loses control she'll be responsible for the deaths of many Senju and thus defeating the purpose of why she was sent here. She considered using a mild poison gas on them but then quickly brushed the thought away, because even the mildest of poison can turn deadly if someone doesn't know how to treat it.

And she couldn't just fool them by using clones, the Senju were known for being excellent sensors after all.

No killing, no poison, no deadly jutsu, no clones. There were too many limitations, even though they were mostly self-imposed ones, the odd just wasn't with her. But there has to be a way to escape the seventeen, make that twenty Senju who were chasing her. Honestly, didn't they have anything better to do? Apparently not considering they're chasing a physically ten year old girl around. Albeit, Sakura supposed she did give them a lasting impression.

They wouldn't stop chasing her until they capture her or she dies. Sakura didn't fancy wasting her time mingling with the Senju nor did she fancy dying without changing anything noteworthy. Besides the Sage of the Six Paths entrusted her with the task of making sure peace becomes possible, and as much as she dislikes the man she couldn't deny feeling honored. Not to mention the grudging respect she has for him.

'Who says I have to die for real?' She thought to herself with a smirk as the sound of streaming water reached her ears.

Surely there should be a cliff of some sort somewhere.

And with that she subtly changed the course she was running making it seem like she chose to be near the stream in order to use water techniques on them, when the truth is she was making her way to the cliff step by step.

Weaving her hands through a long series of seals she called her attack. "Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!"

A medium-sized dragon emerged from the stream and washed away two of the twenty who were chasing her. Quickly sensing projectilies being shot at her Sakura cartwheeled backwards avoiding most of the attack, the only real damage being a lucky kunai that was now embedded at her left hip.

She didn't heal it. She needed to make her death as realistic as possible. A ninja with no injuries would surely survive a fall. A ninja with a lot of injuries would choose to kill themselves instead of being captured.

Without really thinking about it she engaged in a Taijutsu only, well at least on her part, battle with the remaining eighteen very skilled Senju. And they weren't above using jutsu against her.

Throwing a well timed punch with her left hand she managed to knock one Senju. But then a hand grabbed her fists and twisted it without any reservation. Sakura couldn't help but hiss in pain as she threw a kick towards the Senju's face, she smirked in satisfaction hearing the nose crack. What? She said she wouldn't kill them, anything else is fair game.

She felt someone tugging at her hair harshly before her face met a fist. She could practically feel her own jaw bend slightly as she looped her left leg at the attacker's neck and brought her right knee up to smash in his head as payback.