The Wandering Warrior

Carelessness is your worst enemy

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"What are you going to do now?" he asked, amusement clear in his voice. "Everything is lost now. For you, everything is taken away."

"What are you going to do now?" he asked again. His grey eyes coolly and calmly looking over her crippled body.

On the ground, laid a small body of a child with pale skin, jet black hair and dead, hollow blue eyes. Her simple blue kimono were bloody and torn. One of her shoulder dislocated and one of her ankle fractured. She had bruises and cuts all over her tiny frame. Her right eye swollen and her lip split.

Yes, everything was gone now, everything was destroyed but she could still hear those words ringing in her head like a chant. Again and again...

Her hand clenched, gripping the dirt tightly as she stirred on the ground. She pushed her body off the ground with her good arm and stood on all two of her legs even though her body was shaking of fatigue and the shooting pain from her left leg was almost paralysing.

She lifted her head to stare back at the man, ready to give him her answer. But what met those grey eyes were not the hollow blue eyes of a victim but the bright red eyes of the powerful clan, the Uchiha. There were nothing but hatred in those eyes, hard like stone and no longer kind.

She opened her tiny red lips and uttered a word that changed her whole life course.

"Revenge"

He smiled.

"Revenge?" he laughed, holding his hand out for her to take it.

"Come." he beckoned. 

"I'll make you great."

Rin woke up.

Her face implanted into the pillow as she felt the gentle wind, that blew from the opened window, gently caress her bareback.

She laid on her bed, completely naked, enjoying the wind. Only a white blacket gave her cover, from her hip to her legs. Her bed was also a bit damp as she didn't bother to put any clothes or even dry herself when she came out the shower.

She Stirred in her sleep a bit before finally getting up. She rubbed her eyes and gave a big yawn before stretching her body. She got up from her bed and looked at the dirty, bloodied clothes on the floor. She sighed as she walked towards her closet. The clothes she wore during the fight was all ruined and could not be saved as it was burned to crisps. Even her favourite black coat.

She explored her closet looking for what to wear. When she finally made her decision, she walked up to the mirror. She slipped into a black shorts that came down to her mid-thighs. She pulled down a fish-net shirt that reached just below the belly-button with sleeve up to her elbows. Then she puts on a cropped white tank top that reached just above the belly button with no sleeves at all.

She picked up the Konoha headband and this time, she ties it around her hips with the metal part on the left side. She then picks up her fingerless leather gloves and slips them onto her hands and as she is doing that, she catches sight of a familiar tattoo on her left forearm. Since she doesn't want anybody questioning her about the mark, she decides to wrap it up with bandages.

She then picks up her weapon pouch, checks everything is there and wraps it around her left leg.

She heads towards the door and puts on a black toe-less boots that come just below the knees. She looks at the clock before exiting the house.