Chapter Three: “The Defiance to Challenge Fate”
“All Who Live Must Die,
But Some Never Truly Die”
—On Inheritance and Legacy—
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Sakura entered a world of darkness. There was no air, no scent and no ground. The slim woman reduced to bones could only float in general paralysis and her first instinct was to breathe.
“..Gh!” She automatically opened her mouth and her chest started to convulse as her lungs struggled to breathe. Her voice cracked as she sought air, but she could barely move a finger. A pain ran down her body as she burned.
She thought back furiously to Kakashi’s words, Submit when you are challenged or die.
Well hell! I’m going to die anyway! Sakura squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to ’surrender’, but nothing changed. The burning grew and she was begging to breathe. “Ah - GH!”
Do I really have to die to pass? She thought back to that stoic demon and began to doubt. Was this all a ploy?
The guard’s words rang from her memory. On the day she was tossed into that cell, he said the last prisoner had his head cut off. What if the demon was just playing with her?
All these thoughts ran through her mind furiously as she slowly faced her death. The pain gew excruciating and she couldn’t even move. Desperation stabbed at her as she resisted — she couldn’t help it. If she could move, she’d be clawing at her throat until blood drew. Tears leaked out as she convulsed harder. “Gh—!”
Something flooded her senses, it wasn’t tangible yet it felt like a trail of smoke crawled into her body like tentacles poking in her orifices.
This is it…
Sakura’s eyes dimmed as she stopped convulsing. A single tear fell, but at the same time, a sense of relief hid under her pain.
She couldn’t see, couldn’t hear and her breath was taken away in one fell swoop. She completely fell for it.
Her mind started to wander and dim as a series of images passed before her eyes. At the moment of death, the darkness flooded with color and memories of her parents flew by. Time ticked slowly as they passed. Naruto, Hinata, Tenten…more and more friends…now strangers…then the images turned weird.
She was caught in limbo as people raged through her eyes. Fires swam as creatures of flames dove into the sea. People with staffs and swords rushed toward them. Thunder clashed and buildings fell in great crashes. Explosions and screams of thousands buzzed in her mind like a grotesque orchestra. Heads flew and limbs melted.
She could only dimly watch the brutality of battles as her body collapsed on itself and her mind faded.
The last image was a princess dressed in white, skin lined in rows of archaic glowing blue symbols, and her long hair pooled at her feet atop a tower like a curtain of shimmering pink.
Sakura saw her face on that woman.
A voice shrieked, “Princess!”
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Romantik(THIS STROY IS OLD I WROTE BEFORE I EVEN HAVE AN ACCOUNT) Sakura Haruno had a good family, a nice school life and great friends. She was almost done with college and her friends were ready to join the working world with her, but...something felt mis...
