To Rewrite the Stars

To Crawl

When I was once again conscious, I felt myself in a cramped space, the walls were slimy and I was curled into a fetal position.

No matter what I did, my eyes refused to open, nor would my hands unclench.

My entire body refused to move, and suddenly I was moving downwards, large hands were grabbing me and yanking me from the hot, slimy cave.

I wasn't sure of where I was, had the Jutsu worked? Was I reborn?

All I knew was that it was cold, very cold. The large hands cleaned me off and wrapped me in something warm and soft.

I was being poked and prodded from every angle and I soon became irritated, wanting to voice out my frustrations, but only for a soft wail escape my lips.

My eyelids felt like they were fused shut, and it took all of my power to open them, only to be attacked by a barrage of white and brightness, my eyes stinging from the unexpectedness of it.

I couldn't move my head, my neck muscles too weak to even hold my head upon my shoulders correctly.

Once I had focused in, my hearing became better and I heard a male voice speak.

"Say hello to the world, Hinata-sama."

• • •

The first time I heard my parents' voices, I cried, I missed and loved them deeply, I hadn't been by my father's side when he died, but I had watched it happen as I ran to him.

In the first week of my new life, I was angry and frustrated at my lack of ability to do virtually anything. So I began training my body, lifting my head and moving it around so I  could hold myself up without my cranium weighing me down.

It took me at least another week to be able to nod my head and look from side to side without my muscles tiring, the process was long and vexing, but the payoff would be more than enough.

My muscles developed ever so slightly, allowing me the tiniest bit of movement, but that was all I needed to start.

I began doing sit-up-like exercises in my crib when no one was around, I didn't want anyone to know I was already moving about, for now, I want my knowledge to be secret until I find it fit for someone to be told.

It was hard training in secret, due to everyone swarming me during the day, so I opted for napping all day and training at night while everyone was asleep. But soon, my hard work began to pay off as I was able sit up without falling over nor the help of the crib railing, I smiled to myself, but I couldn't stop here, I had to become strong enough to change the future and protect everyone.

I will protect everyone from the shadows.

But first, I must crawl, then walk, then run. I must reteach my body to move how it did in my previous life, I have to be faster, smarter, tougher, more assertive, I can't afford the luxury of a break.

My entire life will be dedicated to protecting my home, family and friends. I will kill all those who oppose.

Starting with the traitorous rat, Danzo, the one who sold out the entire village to become Hokage, but in the end, Madara killed him without a second thought, the old warhawk was only used as a pawn and I would be lying if I said he didn't deserve death.

I sat on my small bed and stared out the window across the room, no matter what, I will protect everyone's future.

Three Months Later

I worked hard every day until I was finally able to crawl, shocking my parents when they came into my room early one morning and saw me out of my crib crawling about the room, trying to use the walls to stand.

They both smiled at me, I could see pride welling up in my father as he softly picked up up and carefully kissed my forehead, my mother squealed and began talking in a baby voice to me, which I tried to mimic, but only for incoherent babbling to come out.

Once I was alone, I worked on forming words, my mouth felt numb, and it was difficult to use my tongue to form the correct syllables. This was y far the hardest part, but luckily I remember what all words mean from the past so I already had a head start.

Once I finally grasped basic words, I decided to wait until I could speak in sentences to show my parents, wanting them to proud.

So every night I did voice exercises and basic sentences, easy for a toddler to say, it was a hard and long process, but I was determined enough and figured it out within a month, alongside walking and standing without the help of my crib or any walls to keep myself balanced.

It was night when I decided I would show father my walking and speaking abilities.

• • •

Hiashi was filling out paperwork when I shuffled into the room and quickly stood next to him, "Dadda, can you t-teach me read...?" My words were still shaky and I had to act the part of a learning child so I acted as a nieve toddler who just learned sentences.

A hum escaped his throat before he snapped out of his thoughts and gave me an incredulous look, "Hinata, dear, did you just speak?"

I nodded, amusement blooming in my chest, "Yes Dadda."

He smiled and gently pulled me into his lap, pulling a book on chakra out from his desk and began reading to me.

We stayed like that for hours until I began to nod off, my small body unable to handle staying up past eleven pm yet, "Come daughter, let's get you into bed, we will read more tomorrow."

As much as I wanted to deny it, my traitorous body became sluggish and my eyes slid shut, the soft, steady beating of my father's heart lulling me into relaxation, "Goodnight... Dad...da..." Before I completely fell into the wonderful bliss of sleep, was a soft smile on Hiashi's lips, one I had never seen in my past life, even once.

Thats all for chappy one my kind readers!