Warped

Forgotten Memory

     At the bright age of four, Sakura Haruno, the beloved daughter of Mebuki and Kizashi had fallen ill. It was supposed to be a time to celebrate and reminisce about the times when she was a small baby whose hand could barely wrap around a finger.

     Their blood ran cold on that special day when their baby girl collapsed with blood running from her nostrils, tears streaming down her soft cheeks, and eyes reflecting indescribable pain. 

     She laid in bed for a week and doctors came in-and-out of the Haruno household. Whatever little Sakura had couldn't simply be cured by chakra or regular medical uses. All they were told was that her only hope was waking up on her own.

     Their baby, who barely lived life yet, was laying on what seemed to be a deathbed. Her skin was deathly pale, breathing labored, and sometimes she would thrash around. It didn't seem likely that she would wake up.

     However, her emerald green eyes did awaken to the living world once more while blinking curiously at the ceiling before her.

     With that, her mom and dad tearfully hugged her and kissed her pale cheeks, crying words of parental love as their hearts were finally relieved. They had encountered nothing short of a miracle in their minds.

     In that week, she had gone over her life and so many other inexplicable things. With the end of it all, she couldn't have been happier.

     Everything that had occurred felt like a dream, something that was disconnected from her, yet she knew that it was the future.

      Sakura was going to be on Team Seven.

     Sakura was going to be a powerful Medical Ninjutsu.

     Sakura was going to marry Sasuke Uchiha.

     Sakura was going to live a fulfilling life.

     The pinkette skipped merrily down the street, heading to the library as she always did. A smile was wide on her face as she skimmed the books, wanting to be strong. She wanted to fulfill what she had seen in her dream.

     Sakura read the books, not because she was supposed to, but she wanted to make sure it stuck in her head. She didn't know much about her power but just knew enough not to say anything.

     Brimming with cheer, she felt as though nothing could bring her down.

     However, then she remembered something that would happen on a secret excursion out onto the training fields meant for certified ninja.

     As much as her life was going to turn out great, it didn't mean that there was going to be no obstacles. Even at such an early stage in her life, other civilian kids bullied her for her appearance. She had a larger than average size forehead and wouldn't be seen without some sort of book or scroll.

     For kids that didn't value intellectual studies at their early, prepubescent stage, it was the prime target of bullying... except for Naruto, who had practically everyone against him.  

     Still, she didn't want to mess with these things. Although she did feel bad for the bullying, it made Naruto into a stronger person that could speak out against injustices because he was a victim.

     Sakura would grow too in the time that the Team would collapse and everyone would seemingly go their separate ways. Sure, abandonment hurt, but it had a means for an end.

     Compared with helping Naruto, he might become too attached to her by being his only friend and might not like Hinata in the future. She couldn't do that to her and the future babies.

     Still, she just wanted to change a slightly minor thing that wouldn't really affect anything since the person didn't do anything other than harass her. That person being Ami, someone who bullied her before and during the Academy years.

     Sakura was going to train one day, but Ami would follow her and harass her, even resorting to more physical methods. She was going to be a great Medic nin and wife of an Uchiha! Sakura wasn't going to take it lying down!

     Instead, when she traveled to the training grounds and knew that Ami was hot on her trail, she started running. Sakura didn't exactly care which way, but she just didn't want to be beaten up.

     Sure, she could've tried to use moves she learned before, but her body was thin, muscles untrained, chakra untamed, and a small figure. Trying to fight against someone like Ami at her level wasn't exactly a smart idea.

     In her run, she continued to run and run with new images appearing in her mind. Nothing else had changed yet and that was good. She could change small things-

𝔹𝕠𝕠𝕞

     The ground trembled under a massive impact and Sakura heard a loud, bloodcurdling shriek that was followed by an eerie silence.

     The images had then stopped flowing and Sakura had the gut feeling to turn back. Something serious had happened for sure.

     As fast as her little limbs could move, she ran to where the impact was by following the sound and eminent clues around her. Growing closer, she heard some harsh mumbling, and by the time she could see what had happened, time seemed to still.

     Ami's bloody corpse was in the center of it all with limbs bending in ways that it shouldn't and blood splattered all over a several meter radius.

     Sakura couldn't stop the ear-piercing scream that bubbled in from her shock. Then, as though someone was taking a dull knife to her brain, she passed out.

     Too many things had changed thus by the butterfly effect. Everything was being re-written and with the Laws of Quirks not applied, the simple drawback that protected her did not exist. However, with the brain's very clever functionality... It erases everything not needed.

     With the old future over-written, Sakura awoke to her bed once more with a disoriented mind and dull eyes. She had been bedridden for a month was what she was told, but she didn't particularly care anymore.

     What was she trying to change...? Was it to save Ami? Well, it didn't matter. Sakura had failed, proving once more on what her fate was going to be: to die.

     Sakura no longer cared about changing things and she stayed dormant in her life, later forgetting about what started it all. At first, her lack of smiles was seen as depression for the loss of a friend, but she quickly molded herself into the Sakura the world wanted her to be.

     Sakura Haruno became the cannon fodder she always was meant to be.

     However, even if she had forgotten the true reason and brain-established one... Sakura had never forgotten the raw emotions she felt at the time.

(A/N: I felt like I needed a more in-depth chapter on how her quirk works and how this all started, but I didn't know where to fit it in, so here you go. This is very CANON. Also felt like posting it today so... ;)        )