Making A Wish Under The Sun

EPISODE 16: I'm Not Dead?

Emi sat up with a start. She wiped at her face and held her throat. She was laid out in a wooded area. She got up, her body sore. She wondered how long she'd been out. She took note of her positioning and observed she was back in the Land of Fire. It seemed her mission was rejecting her. She got up, hoping she hadn't lost any of her provisions or money, but remembered everything had been confiscated by the Otogakure shinobi.

She held her stomach as it growled. She began to walk northwest, hopefully finding a town, and a trail to follow her target. After quite some time, the Sun lowered behind the horizon and she settled down for the night. There was no fire, no shelter. She huddled herself between two rocks and hoped for the best. The wind was blocked by the stones, the temperature wasn't too bad. Her mind wandered to everything she'd experienced in the long run.

She'd been mistaken for her father, kidnapped by a deadly criminal organization, gone on three dates, been experimented on, and rescued by her target. She pondered on if her father had ever been through such extravagant scenarios. From what Emi remembered about her father, he'd been a very independent man. He was a very caring person, but he had truly enjoyed time alone more than others would deem healthy. She'd heard storied from her brother of their father being an amazing shinobi and being the best one out of any in the world. Yet, Emi knew it was a childish thing to think. Her father wasn't some nationally known shinobi. They hadn't even had a funeral for him that she knew of. She just knew the report had come in, and in an instant her family had left Konohakagure.

For the next few years her mother was quite distant. Her brother, Kyo, wasn't the ray of sunshine she once knew. It was like a storm cloud hung over their heads. Kyo had once wanted to be a shinobi, but their fathers death killed his ideas that shinobi were the lifeline of the world they lived in. Her worked so much on his physical prowess, he'd said they wouldn't need shinobi to protect them. Yet, that fateful day when their home had been broken into, he'd done nothing.

She wondered if he'd inherited the Yokubo. That night when she left, he'd told her everything he knew about it, however, he hasn't been very enthusiastic about it. Perhaps he hadn't inherited it? She wondered how her mother had handled her disappearance. Did she care? Kyo would take care of her, she was sure of that, however, her mother's reaction to her leaving... It could have gone many ways. Considering how she reacted to their fathers death, perhaps she drank the pain away as she did daily tasks.

Kyo didn't preferably like this side of their mother. He'd attempted to help her quit such habits, but it'd been futile. When they were younger and still looking for a home, she remembered a re strange people in her life. One was a man with brown hair and man scars. He'd been supposedly close with her father. Another had been a young dark haired boy from further back, before she even attended the academy as a child. He'd also worked with her father on some occasions.

Her mother, in the future, would mix and mingle with many strangers as she did odd jobs in smaller villages and towns. Her mother had once met some strange individuals at a bar. She'd told them that they'd looked like demons. One man had been blue with razor sharp teeth, another had been a very hunched over man with a mask across his face. The two had not eaten and stayed very far away from many others view. She'd told them once about a white haired man who'd been very kind to her. After a few days however, her infatuation for him died for some reason.

Emi held herself, her eyes moving to gaze at the sky. The stars dancing above her head, the moon her only friend tonight. She'd began to regret setting on her choice of clothing. Her midsection was exposed. She'd enjoyed thinner, more revealing clothing as it was easier to move in. Yet, it wasn't the best for warmth. She sighed and attempted to sleep.