The Akatsuki caught me..

Chapter 2: Never

After wondering around for helpless amounts of days, in the middle of nowhere, I finally came across a mini-town. A village. it was a nice little village. People looked at me funny, and pointed at me whispering things to the others. I just held my pride and ignored them. I wandered around and thought about where to go in the village. Until my stomach decided for me. It growled so loud, I'm pretty sure that the group walking around me heard it. I blushed and put my hand over my stomach.

"Okay, okay.. I guess I should eat... I haven't eating in......" I pondered, thinking how long ago it was since I had food. While I pondered, I looked for a fast-food place. Unfortunatly all they had was un-healthy Wendy's and McDonalds. I sighed. I prefered to eat at Subway, I like to keep my figure. I got food at McDonalds and rushed out of there. I then went around the village asking people where I was.

All that got me was stares, people walking away, people running away from me, or ignoring me. One person told me I was in the 'Leaf' village. Huh. Weird. Ever since then, I really didn't talk much, or go to eat or stay in hotels and all that good stuff.

I found out why everyone was being weird around me, later on that day. I needed a hotel room to crash, so I decided to go rent one. She gave me a weird look, but smiled when she got my money. I went to my room, and took a shower. I looked at my reflection. Instead of my original blue eyes, they were an odd purple color. I gasped and covered my mouth. 'Purple...?' I mumbled under my breath. I figured mabye, just mabye, I had something special in me.

I was right

I went to a Dojo to start my training, I went pretty deep into my training, too. Tried my best to figure out what was in me. My Sensei had told me I was 'unique'. He taught me secret things that nobody else knew. He was nice to me.. I really learned well from him. I trained under him for 3 years. He even helped me with my sword skills, I would've never knew I could manipulate people without him. He told me that certaint people have diffrent powers than everyone else, and that I was one of them.

He showed me how to control my physic powers, using actual humans to do my bidding, and even showed me a secret move to rise the dead. It was perfect. I was his little prodigy. He was like a father to me. The only thing I had.

Then, without sudden warning, one night he just died, on an instant. Some servants he had tell me he had a stroke and died, and he left me a few things.

I, without a doubt took those, 'things' and continued living there, training my hardest. He'd left me some scrolls and books on how to focus my energy on how to heal. I succeded in that, without a doubt.

Years past and I learned to live off myself, and got myself an old house... Well, mansion and live there. It was pretty nice. I adapted to the quiet atmosphere, and the random people barging into my mansion to try and steal me away, for their own, evil purposes.

They wouldn't get me. They never could, and never would.. I said to myself everyday.

'Never, ever.'