Kekkei Genkei

Chapter 1

All characters belong to the creators of naruto except for the ones that I make up. I do not own naruto and made this for my own entertainment.

Riiiiiiing!  Yes! I yelled jumping into the air and fist pumping, before gathering all my stuff, and running out the door. I could feel everyones stares on my back but I ignored it as I ran up grinning to my friends, until I heard what they were talking about

i heard that her entire family was murdered!

why didn't she tell us?

because I also heard it was her sister that killed them

No way!

OMG! She's a freak!

come on she's still the same Ayaomi that we knew before

yea but what if she turns out like her sister,and goes psycho, murdering us?

Yea I guess your right

Come on lets go before she gets back.

I felt tears sting my eyes as I watched them walk away not even bothering to tell me. I turned around trying to get the sting out and stop myself from crying. I tried but it was useless I could feel the tears dripping down my face as I ran away.

I sat up with a gasp feeling the tears stinging my eyes again before I shook them away. it's just a dream don't let it get to you I chided myself. But that was just the thing, it wasn't a dream it was a memory,one from when I was in grade 6. I groaned  as I pulled myself out of bed, running my fingers through my shoulder length black hair. I looked at the alarm clock. Shit! I said jumping out of bed and running to the washroom, I quickly brushed my hair and teeth before running back into my room and grabbing a pair of jeans and a green shirt, i'm going to be late i'm going to be late! I thought to myself as I ran downstairs putting toast in the toaster while I ran around trying to grab everything I needed for classes that day. The toaster popped and I panted, I'd finally  gathered all my stuff and put it in my bag. I grabbed the toast as I went by, running out the door with my schoolbag and a piece of toast in my hand. I ran to the subway station making it just in time to get on the train that would take me to the station closest to my school. I ran on and sat down panting. God could this thing go any slower.  I thought repeatedly looking down at my watch. It was 8:55 when the train finally pulled up to my stop. I got up and ran off and through the station, I wasn't going to make it on time but I kept running anyways. I just made it to the parking lot when the bell rang, I stood there panting for a moment before calmly walking into the school. Inside my head i was rejoicing the fact that I made it on time. I walked up to my locker, putting my bag inside and taking out my binder and my I-pod, putting it on shuffle and shoving the headphones in my ears before making my way to homeroom. when I got there, there was only one seat left, mine, nobody sat there because  I already did. I sat down, turning my I-Pod off and putting it in my binder and taking out a pencil and a blank piece of paper. The teacher came in and did roll call, before starting the lesson. I had only been in school for 5 minutes before wanting to leave this is gonna be a loong day I sighed and started sketching completeley blocking out whatever it was that my teacher was saying. Soon the bell rang, I looked up, than gathered all my stuff, I left the room without looking back, I went outside into the yard and ate my lunch under the biggest tree before looking to see what I had sketched. It was a girl,she had shoulder length white hair and her cheek had a white streak on it and her eyes looked like sasuke's my favourite anime of all time is naruto, anyway to the picture! when he had sharingan activated but they were blue not red and her hands had a silvery aura type thing around them, she was smiling and there was blood spattered against her clothes, she was wearing a short black skirt with a slit up the side and a white belt along with a black coat/cape thing with white flames, she was also wearing a black cut off tube top, The blood had spattered against her midriff and her face,also her legs were covered in blood, there was a trail of bloody foot prints behind her. the picture brought up a flashback, one from when I was 5.