Experiment Number 95 (Naruto fanfic)

Kyrie Elesion

95 had not always been some girl in a cell that appeared in flashes of lightning.

She once had a name, instead of a number, not that she particularly liked it. But who likes their name, right?

She once had parents, both of them. Siblings, a niece and an upcoming nephew. 95 also once had friends.

Friends who she protected and loved. She had always thought her friends were her priority. Over expulsions, over her needs, over her life. If the chance would have came, she would've taken a bullet for any of them.

So now that she sat on a creaky bed in the middle of the day she wondered what could she consider her friends now.

She hadn't spoken a word to anyone but everyone spoke of her, she had only made eye contact with four people and regretted them all four.

So if she had no friends, what was she worthy? What was her priory now? Her survival?

Maybe it was the fact that she was alone now that everything felt so emotional. She used to hide around her family members and friends to keep her distracted from her thoughts. So now that she was alone, all she could do was think.

And sometimes, to people like 95, and me, and maybe even you, it's dangerous to think. Because thinking means remembering, and remembering means bringing up memories, both bad and good. Memories bring up feelings, both of fear and joy. And when you're a prisoner in a cell where every month you are battled to death, feelings get stuck in your throat and the only way to let you breathe is to cry.

The desperate sound echoed through the cold room and she brought her knees to her chest and closed her eyes tightly.

Thinking was bad. Thinking makes you cry and crying was weak and weakness was fatal therefore, thinking was hurtful and fatal.

Thinking will be the end of you, so you must stop thinking and distract yourself.

That may not be the best advice to give but like I said, to people like 95, and me it is perfect because it lets us hide. And the only way to get out of the hideout is for someone to have the courage to dig deep enough.

She looked at her walls and wondered, 'What would be a good distraction?'

During lunch, 95 picked a ripe-over recognisant fruit and a spoon. Spoons, however were not meant to be stolen, so when she was caught withholding metal objects she was thrown into the Obedience Room.

The Obedience Room was Kabuto's idea to make sure prisoners got punished for the most ridiculous things. Such as stealing spoons.

She waited in the middle of a torturing room for whoever was going to 'whip her or something of the sort'.

A door was opened and in entered a boy. His eyes shone as he stood tall above her.

"Kabuto could not make it. Orochimaru sent me." He said to the guard.

"Alright. you can take care of her."

"What did she do?" he asked, looking down at the staring girl.

"She was found beholding of a metal object."

"Metal object? Of what sort?"

"A spoon."

"She's being punished for stealing a spoon?"

The man cleared his throat in discomfort. "the boss's orders were to punish everyone who beheld metal objects without permission."

The boy looked down at the girl again and then back at the man. "Alright then, I'll take care of her."

"Alright, thank you, sir." The man nodded and left.

The boy looked at the horrified girl. "What did they think you were going to do with that spoon, scoop an eye out?"

She just blinked and cocked her head to the side, trying to imagine how'd that work out.

"What did you want that spoon for?"

She was quiet and looked down at her hands.

"Orochimaru said you couldn't speak. I wonder why."

She tucked her hair behind her ear with tied hands.

"I'm not going to punish you for stealing a spoon. That'd be ridiculous. But next time you steal one try to hide it in your hair, they will always check your sleeves."

She nodded.

"My name's Sasuke Uchiha."

She nodded and looked down at her shirt. "You're ninety-five, I know. Everyone knows. You're quite exciting news here. The girl who beats Kariro without any use of chakra, just distractions. You must be quite clever. And those ears must've heard so much, with nothing to say." He calculated her out loud.

'I am a person, not an animal. Do not study me.' she thought. But then again, she wasn't an animal but she was an experiment. And experiments were on the lowest class of society. And even lower, she was a prisoner, a slave. She was a trapped animal.

"I wonder what kind of experiments Orochimaru does on you. What is he planning?"

She blinked at him again and he grabbed the spoon the guard had left behind.

"Here, take it with you. Hide it in your hair. And limp, pretend you're in pain. A guard will lead you to your cell."

She nodded and walked out before ruffling her hair and limping outside.

A man outside the Obedience Room took her to her own and left her inside.

When she heard the footsteps echo away she took the spoon out and went to the dirt wall. In it she scratched words.

The first thing she wrote was 'Kyrie Eleison.'

。。。Question everything. Learn something. Answer nothing.

- Euripides･。。。

Don't worry, be hippie. :P Alijoice.