Blood of a Lost Girl (Book 1, Naruto)

Chapter 40

I gasped awake, my eyes wide and taking in my surroundings. Familiar faces stared at me. "Finally, you're awake." The man who spoke was the same one I had stopped from touching the door handle.

I sighed in relief. "It was just a dream." I was glad that it had just been a dream, a strange one at that. I had been enjoying my life as a Shinobi. I looked at the man. "How long have I been out for?" I asked.

"You were knocked out for a long time."

"How long?" This worried me. People could have died while I was out.

"15 hours. We have the amount of bodies to prove it."

"What!?" I cried out, jumping up from my spot. I looked around, finally noticing that the numbers have lessened by at least a half. "Damn it!" I needed to get this person to stop or I'd have to stop him. But how?

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I stared at the girl with a smile. The way things are going I might actually get that freedom. I had planned to kill her but I had punctured another girl.

Unfortunately I couldn't kill her, because that incessant pest of a man had kept watch over her the whole time she was unconscious. So instead I had gone for every other person in the room. In my opinion they all deserved it, the lot of them. Maybe not the girl, but even so...

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I was disgusted at the sight of the dead bodies, but I had to inspect the wounds and I had to see if any of them had anything in common. I crouched by the bodies and started inspecting them one by one. So far what I've gathered is that all of them are from the Land of Stones, although that didn't help me much since everyone here was from there. The victims, a few of them at least, had also killed someone before and they all had the info about it on them for some reason. I looked at the files, making sure no one else saw it. I sucked air in through my teeth. So that's how they were connected. It was the file of the family they attacked. It donned on me right then. It must be a surviving family member or lover out for revenge. I inspected the photo of the family. If they were a clan, they bore no similarities. Nothing was the same in any of them and I hadn't seen anyone who looked similar to these people. I sighed and stood up. This was too hard, but I wasn't giving up just yet. I jumped when the loud gong sounded again. "What!? No way!" I stood up and looked around to see another person lying on the ground, but this time everyone made space for me to come through. The man who had been watching over me came to stand beside me. "I thought you said I was knocked out for 15 hours."

"You were." He replied. "15 and a half hours."

I held back the urge to growl at him. Did he think it was funny? I brushed the new victim's –a woman- hair away, revealing the exact same puncture wound at the back of her neck. I suddenly had an idea. I could get out of here with my teleportation technique. I focused on where I wanted to be and attempted to teleport. I felt myself moving by at least an inch, but then all of a sudden a blinding white pain made itself known in my stomach. The breath left me in a gasp and I fell on my knees, wheezing. Thank goodness the pain was slowly fading. "What? What's wrong?" The man demanded.

I coughed, took a deep breath and forced myself up on both legs. The suffocating feeling was still there, though. "I can't teleport out of here." I muttered. I supposed that was a good thing, since I had selfishly tried to get out on my own. I would have left them to fend for themselves.

"It's because there's a barrier preventing us from teleporting out of here. We've all tried to escape that way – all the Jounin at least. Though we had a bit of a harsher reaction to it." He glanced at the pile of bodies. I got the point immediately. I was lucky that, that hadn't happened to me.