Konoha's Lost Kunoichi

The Red String; Bloody Fate

I grabbed my arm, blood seeping through my fingers covering the deep cut. The man in front of me is covered in blood. His and mine. "Do you really think you can take me down?" He asked. I pursed my lips, staring him down. Tsuyoshi of the Rock. Grandson of the Third Tsuchikage.

He climbed up the ranks at such a young age, becoming a Special Jonin. I could smell Sasori nearby, watching.

I grabbed my sword and readied it. I've lost a lot of blood, and I definitely need medical treatment as soon as possible. But I can't until I kill him.

Flash Stepping behind him I thrust the sword. He jumped away, but not fast enough.

I caught his side. He grunted and collapsed to his knees, holding his new wound. This is much deeper then the others. I began to walk over to him.

"You think you can get away with this?! Even if you kill me, the Village Hidden by Rocks will never forgive you and will hunt you down to the ends of the Earth!" I kept my face void of emotions as I stopped in front of him.

"You're already wanted for betraying your village. Is attacking another one really the smartest thing for you to do?"

"You misunderstand. I don't abide by any village." Raising the sword, I brought it down, slicing his head clean off. His body toppled over and I internally sighed with relief.

"You sure roughed up the body more then necessary." Sasori appeared, leaving his hiding spot.

Except he's in his damn creepy puppet. "He's the grandson of the Tsuchikage." I stated, biting back my anger as much as I could.

Sending me after this guy. The damn puppet freak isn't holding back.

Sasori exited his damn puppet and placed the body in it. I watched as he placed the puppet into a scroll, retrieving the body.

"Let's go." He said, turning and heading off.

Thank you for assisting me Miyuna. Thanks' for risking your life. Thanks' for doing the work I didn't want to do!

Damn puppet freak.

I trudged after him, ignoring my broken ankle, ribs, and other bones. The stab wounds don't hurt as much as they used to.

I mean it's not exactly the most settling feeling, and it's a hell of a lot more painful then a damn bee sting, but I can manage.

Now if I can follow without passing out from blood loss we'll be golden. "Hurry up." Sasori called.

Gritting my teeth I walked faster, pushing past the pain. After a bit he stopped and glanced back. "Heal yourself while you walk." He ordered. God. For a good looking guy he sure is demanding.

"I can't heal." I told him flatly. He kept his cold stare on me. "What kind of protégé of the Fifth Hokage are you? Have you always been this useless?"

I bit back my anger, controlling it. Are you kidding me?! I just defeated the damn prodigy grandson of a damn Tsuchikage! But I can't fight with Sasori. I'm in no shape and if I do it jeopardizes the mission.

"I guess." I answered.

He turned and we continued on our way. I gotta say, this is not what I had in mind when he said 'become my puppet'. But its better I guess.

I kinda assumed he'd make me into this weird humanoid puppet and control me with chakra strings.

This way is better. Annoying but better none the less.

But man is he annoying. But he's strong. I know this much.

"So what did Orochimaru want in the Land of Lightning?" Sasori asked as we continued our walk. "He wanted some documents hidden in a temple. I'm not sure what exactly." I answered honestly.