Ori doesn't know that the path she chose it's the most dangerous thing she'll ever have to face. A Shinobi's life is not easy, but one night, something makes Ori understand that she can find her parents. She has to awake her inner power, the power o...
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I fell asleep on the balcony of my room. It was a warm summer night, so I didn't mind sleeping on a thick sheet outside, under the stars. It got a little chilly, but that made me fall asleep the second I touched the pillow.
Kakashi and Iruka were sleeping on the living room bed, and I remembered making tons of jokes about that. Iru has probably wrapped the sheet all over himself and Kakashi had to sleep uncovered. I warned him about that. He just smiled.
I was dreaming at the moment, but it wasn't too clear.
My heart was steady, I was on a green field, the grass so soft under my palms. The wind was playing in my hair and I closed my eyes, leaning my head on the back. I could hear some voices floating above me, but when I looked up, there was only a pretty little bird, a blue one, flying.
I looked ahead. The view was wonderful and I could've sworn that, for one moment, I saw someone in the distance, slowly approaching. I strained my eyes, getting up, slowly. I had a strange feeling... like I knew them.
Then, suddenly, right when I saw their faces and my eyes filled with tears, everything fell apart, a black colour filling the space. All I saw was black. Nothing more.
"Hello?" I yelled.
I hoped that those two people would hear me. But they weren't there with me. And that freaked me out, because I was alone again, I felt that horrible, terrifying pressure that I used to feel those days after my parents vanished. I felt the same... alone...
"What's happening?" I screamed, looking up, then down, then up again.
I wanted to take a step further, but something caught my leg. I fell, wrapping my arms around myself. I was shaking like hell and my hands turned icy.
'You'll never be good enough...'
I stopped shaking, still with my hands in my hair. I popped my eyes and stayed still, because that voice came from inside me. It was like a strike of pain and it crawled from my feet into my stomach!
"What...?" I muttered, my cheeks red and wet from the tears.
'This path you're talking about... It's useless. You're useless! You have nothing to fight for!'
I froze, my hands trembling harder. "Shut up!" I shouted, curling up.
'Stop fighting it... It was so easy... giving up. You're not good enough and you know it! You should've given up...'
"NO! NO!" I said, fighting with the tension that was inside my lungs. I couldn't breathe. "SHUT UP!"
I was twisting and shivering and moaning under the sheet that was covering me. The silence of the night was probably ruined by my cracked voice.
