Who am I? (Naruto Fanfic)

35.

I'm going trick or treating now. Happy Halloween!))

As you continued to jump after her teammates, you were deep in thought. Zetsu wasn't here, so you now had to fight alone. But then you noticed. The real Habirama was dead, and so was the fake, so they'd notice something was definitely off. You told yourself that it would be best to report to Obito as soon as time would let you. Should you report now? Should you not report?

You stopped and looked around, deciding not to go after them. You made hand signs and created a small block of ice before carving letters into it. What to write. 'Habirama dead, Zetsu clone was imposter.' You simply wrote and made more handsigns before tossing the block up and lifting your arm, sending wind and causing the block out. Hopefully somebody would find it.

You turned around and saw Zetsu. "Fuck.." you cursed and swore you thought he would kill you. Instead, he tossed you the scroll and began to sink into the ground. "Don't lose it. The others won't be a worry, either" he chuckled as he disappeared into the ground, his laugh echoing through the forest. What did that mean? That sounded pretty threatening, but you clutched the scroll and began to run towards the center of the forest, deciding that you would be in a better situation to make it to the goal first before anything.

You assumed that some people would just be waiting near the goal and attempt to steal the scroll, so you began to go through a few scenarios of what could happen. You huffed softly in anticipation, but continued on pushing yourself forward.

Luckily for you, after hours of running, you made it to the goal point, and gasped as you leaned against the building wall, nearly wheezing with exhaustion. Your body used to run for hours. Still, happy that it ended, you shoved past your door and eyed the area. An empty room. Without hesitating, you made a clone and opened both scrolls at the same time, then threw it.

Suddenly, a puff of smoke emerged, followed by a voice. "How did you make it so fast?"

It was Obito. Of course it was him, you weren't really surprised to be honest. You were still a panting mess, and you eyed him cautiously, causing him to notice something was off. Habirama was gone. He tensed and eyed you, now serious. "Zetsu's back" you breathed out barely, and the air thickened. He was obviously shocked to hear that from you.

"What do you mean he's back?" He asked eventually, staring down at you. "He killed the original Habirama. I couldn't notice his change, but it was probably from a while ago that he swapped." You explained, managing to catch your breath. He looked up, having the same thoughts as you.

He could be eavesdropping this very moment.

His frown was very visible, and you knew he was worried. You didn't know what exactly he was worried for though. Was it for you? The village or something else. You were worried for Naruto the most. Zetsu was definitely going to try and kill Naruto at least once to revive his strange mother. You stayed silent though. You knew you needed to stay silent for now, even if it was extremely hard to do so because of the guilt.

You pushed the thoughts away. You could act like a villain and allow the others to win. If it was that easy, that is. With so many strong people at Konoha, you weren't sure if you'd survive for long after leaving the village as a missing Nin. That's something you had to think of too. You let out another heavy sigh and lean back, deciding to think about this all later, because that would probably be most efficient for anybody. You lift your gaze and eyed Obito.

"What happens now?" You asked curiosity, honestly forgetting what happens after this. Obito sighed and stood up straight before he finally began to walk. "I'll lead you out of here. Do you know what the third exam is?" He asked, raising a brow at you. "Yeah, if I was correct, it's a one on one battle at that weird arena thing right?" You ask, following him out the small white room. "Yeah, that's correct. Good thing you know. So do you think you might be able to win?" He asked with a small chuckle, awaiting your response.

You hesitated before shrugging. "Dunno, hopefully I will, but I don't really care at this point." You admit.