Kara Hatake...KAKASHI'S LITTLE SISTER!?!?!...Gaara Love Story

Chapter 1- Kara's back

Image is of Kara, she looks exactly like that with her hair down to the starts of her thighs, she wears exactly that but with black leggings, grey ninja boots and a grey pouch on each thigh... and she's as tall as Gaara, an inch shorter more like...pretty short.

~3rd Person's POV~

One thundering night in front of a bricked well stands a thin yet pale 5ft5 girl, the age of 13, she sighs as her red eyes stare down at the well, 'I'm glad its night, not many people come out at night so I'll be safe for a while' she thought, clenching her fists at her sides.

Remembering her dad throwing glass alcohol bottles at her and her mam laughing, laughing as she carves tiny words into the girl's skin with a knife, she remembers all of the pain, the girl who's called Kara Hatake

standing there, Kara's fists turn white as tears are threatening to flow, she thinks about how her family despises her and only adopted her to treat her like a slave, how the towns people would beat and throw sharp objects at her. How she was betrayed by her friends, she remembers it all and because of the sadness that has turned into anger, she's gave up on life but only throws punches at the well's brick wall, bruising and making her fists bleed out of frustration.

"I don't fucking deserve this" she mutters to herself.

Her bangs hide her crimson eyes as she falls to her knees, repeating her words over and over as she sits like that with her right fist against the bricks, her long white hair flowing down, letting the ice cold rain pours down on her, dripping off her body.

Part of her skin is shown under her shirt, showing the plain -now wet- bandages that wrap around her skin under her clothing, there being her face which is the only skin without bandages,

"why? why do I have to go through so much pain when I haven't done anything? I want to know...why? tell me why." Kara pleads to no one.

~Kara's POV~

I sat holding my tears back, I refuse to cry, but...someone appeared behind me or was probably there the whole time, wrapped -what am guessing- his arms around my waist as he pulls me tightly up in the air, in a suffocating grip

because I don't really feel like screaming and I know no one would save me. I just attempt to see who's the lad...only to see 'dad' holding me and 'mam' behind him, smiling as she waves like a child

"ba bye" she says to me...that is when 'dad' flipped me over to be directly over the well's hole.

Staring down into the ibis I know they'd be the reason to my demise, telling myself a 'I told you so' I give them a sweet smile which just pisses them off and makes me stifle a laugh but 'dad' dropped me in the well, laughing 'die girl' or something rather.

As I fall I hear everyone out from there houses, all cheering and partying over how 'the demon of the village' is finally gone, I don't blame them, I mean I was the actual demon- the monster which was brutally engraved in me... well at least I get away from those assholes but its gonna hurt like hell.

"ARGH!!!" I cant help but scream in shock and pain as a knife was thrown with all the person's strength

the knife stabbed through my stomach, making me look up at the happy people throwing things, weapons down at me I also get shot wounds from the police officers who joined in.

'What a lovely way of dying...note the sarcasm' I thought bitterly while the people started throwing MY stuff down and -somehow- I manage to catch my: IPod, IPhone, red scarf and ma golden locket which my blood parents gave to me, well left me with...closing my eyes and getting bored with everything.