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Run.

Run.

Just run.

Don't look back.

Just run straight forward and never look back.

She kept running, crossing the tall trees and the unfamiliar parts of the forest and keep her eyes straight ahead. The sound of her heart's heavy pounding and hard breathing fill her ears as she kept running to wherever direction her legs will take her.

She wanted to go back... She wanted to stay and help...

But she knew she can't.

She can't.

I promised.

She shook her head as she start to see the flashes when it happened, the voices that will surely haunt her for the rest of her life. But she can't let herself become weak because of this. She have to be strong. For herself, and for him.

She's been running away for at least 2 days. She kept going, take a rest and continue going until she reaches her supposed destination. Or, the more accurate word for this: found her supposed destination. The orange hue on the skies showed that she only have a couple of hours left before the night greets her.

Her instinct told her to go deeper into the forest and so off she goes. She decide to slow down for a bit to conserve her stamina and try to stable her heavy breathing. She wiped off the sweat from her forehead and remove the strand of her wet blonde hair that cover her green eyes. She continue walking while looking around, as well as keeping her ground up just in case it was one of the attackers,

Who are they? What do they want? Why now? Will he be okay?

The four questions that been lingering inside her head after the ambush. She want answers. She needed answers. She's sick of always been keep in the dark, hidden from the truth as if it was a game of hide and seek that was never finished. For years she's been trying to seek the truth.

Who is she? Why is she here in the first place? Where are her parents? What happened? Will she ever meet them again? Maybe her brother? She didn't know why she often have a thought about having a brother and she being a sister but even if she is, will she met him? When? Or how?

Not only had she had those questions about herself that linger in her mind, but the world itself. She knew the creator of the world she's born in is called The First Spinjitzu Master but the odd thing is, she somehow have a connection to him. She thought she was. It's as if he's been watching over her in silence and knew her... Somehow,

Not only that, a few months ago, way before all of this happen... she could've sworn just yesterday she was just a 10-year-old childish girl, suddenly got ill in the middle of training with her Sensei Elijah and in the next morning she woke up, seeing herself suddenly as a 16-year-old teenager,

She remember she had some sort of dream involving her and five little boys each wearing different colored clothes and wearing a hood that cover their heads but not their eyes, and they were facing some sort of dinosaur or monster. She can't remember the other details but she's sure she was talking to the one wearing green,

How crazy and weird is that? Logically it's not possible!

Her Sensei Elijah stated: it was destiny. Three words. Nothing more.

𝙎𝘼𝙐𝘿𝘼𝘿𝙀 [ ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ x ᴏᴄ ]Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora