The Flower That Blooms in the Darkness

The first sense to return was my hearing.

Several voices were talking at once, and I went in and out of conciousness often.

And most of the time, someone was screaming.

" -- no way of knowing she'll --"

" -- shut her up! I'm sick of -- "

" -- nice surprise for --"

" -- finish the job, or your life -- "

" -- perfect specimen, uncontrollable rage, -- "

" -- was useless, can't redo -- "

And so on. I only caught small parts of conversations.

It was extremely hard to concentrate with the throbbing aches in my head and arms.

And then, everything was silent, except for the chirping of birds.

I could feel grass rippling beneath me. That was good, it meant no more voices.

I laid there for a while, waiting for strength to return to me.

And eventually, I decided to just get up.

I stood slowly, waiting for pain, or even loss of limb use.

Nothing. I was as good as new.

Maybe even better.

Even so, I stretched carefully, testing my limits.

It seemed that there were none.

I heard the rush of water to my left, and became aware of my thirst.

I began walking, reaching the stream in no time.

I drank deeply, then took in my surroundings.

I was in a forest. Trees surrounded me on all sides.

But these weren't trees located near Konoha.

Great. Now I'm in an effing forest, in God knows what country.

Marvelous.

Then, a rustling in the forest behind me startled me out of my reverie.

I tensed, and dove to my right.

Two ninja sped past me. They looked over in my direction, and in a split second, stopped.

They wore funny-looking cloaks. One had red hair, and another had blonde.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" The redhead commanded.

I was silent, but my heart was not. It thumped wildly in my chest.

"We can sense your chakra. Come out now, and we may not kill you." The redhead spoke again.

Well, that blows my plan to hide.

I stood up, brushed the dirt off of me, and walked out of the trees.

They gaped at my appearance, like 'this must be the first girl they'd seen in miles' type of thing.

I narrowed my eyes and put my hand on my hip. "What?"

Then I looked down.

I was in some kind of maid clothing.

Well, that would explain a lot.

Not.

My eyes widened, and I looked up at them again.

Still gaping.

I glared. "Look, if you have a problem with the way I dress, then why don't you come over here and say it?!"

Then the redhead was beside me, with a kunai in his hand.

I knocked it out of his hand andn aimed a kick at his head.

Not a smart thing to do in a dress.

My foot wouldn't even go up there.

Damn dress.

Then a cloth was placed over my face, with a funny smell to it, and I passed out.