The Queen of Masks [Sakura Haruno Story]

70 (The Queen's Backstory!)

Kisaki was sitting in a tree, enjoying the small spots of sunlight filtering through the canopy of leaves above her, landing on her mask-less face. That's when she felt it. A pounding, beating, pulsing, sensation flowing though her body, urging her in a particular direction. It was originating from her chest. Originating from the necklace.

It had chosen it's successor.

Taking off as fast as she possibly could, a speed almost never heard of, she raced though the forest, leaving leaves quaking in her wake. The feeling intensified, telling her that she was nearly there.

Slowing down, she sent her chakra out into the air around her, silencing everything, and creating a special type of genjutsu out to make the sound of wind chimes be heard by the five sources of chakra nearby.

Slowing down, Kisaki noticed that her breath was ragged for the first time over a century. Both her and the necklace were so excited to see the one who would take on the role as the next successor.

She walked slowly, trying to both calm her breath and savour the moment.

Kisaki saw a head of pink and the feeling pumping through her blood skyrocketed. She was the one.