Tales of a Ninja Magician: Of Where We Come From

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An epitome of headaches fitting to be a description in the textbook of headaches hit Mana's head as she opened her eyes. She'd woken up from bad situations before, she's even once woken up from nearly dying, this couldn't have felt worse than that and yet somehow it managed to feel like that. It was like some device was placed on her head, similar to the snappers that snap the shells of nuts, that kept applying pressure to her temporal bones and yet barely not hard enough to crush it completely. This was one of the worse waking ups that the girl has had throughout her life.

Even if Mana felt the warm if not heated up sand beneath her cheeks and her hands as it shifted through them she could not see it. All that she could see was completely white, nor could Mana hear any sounds of the desert like the howling winds and scurrying little critters squirming around the sand. All that Mana could hear was loud shrieks, almost like two rusted pieces of metal rubbing against each other close to her ears, the girl could feel warm drops of blood making their way down her face and her cheeks from her ears, however.

She was blind, deaf, hurt and bleeding, without the ability to control chakra and in the desert. Quietly Mana spoke into the wind, asking for someone she knew, naming all of her friends but their names just went completely unnoticed as Mana couldn't feel any of them touching her, had they spoken to her or gestured for her she'd have not seen them but if Kouta was with her he'd have known that. She was all alone. Alone in a different country, in the middle of she knew not where surrounded by endless miles of desert spanning one-fifth of the entire land mass of the planet. This may have just been the worst kind of trouble she's ever been in.

Sitting on her bottom would've been the equivalent of waiting for her death. She could just vaguely remember the explosive cataclysm that transpired and despite the situation reminding one where most people would feel boredom, Mana felt desperation and worry. A worry for her friends. If she was to die here, blind and deaf, bleeding out on the sand she at least wished to know if her friends were alright. Slowly the girl rolled on her shoulder that ached the least and forced her body off the ground, picking herself up and stumbling for a while as her brain struggled to keep her body upright.

"I need to keep moving, I... I need to do something... I can't just wait here for death." Mana spoke silently to herself, at least meant to do so as she could not hear herself and couldn't really control her speech. If her friends were there they'd have stopped her but no one did, there really was no one there, no friends nor enemies. The only enemy around was the desert itself.

"This isn't so bad, I still have my skin, it wasn't singed off so I can feel with it, I can touch, I'll know when it's hot and when it's cold... I can manage... For a while." The magician thought to herself trying to confuse herself that somehow she wasn't in a total hole of the bottom, unlike any trouble she'd found herself in before that.

For a couple of hours the girl just kept on walking, feeling the sand in front of her with her fingers, softly letting it shift through it, she tried to speak to herself loud enough to alert any predators of her location, to sing or to just hum some melodies she could remember. Most snakes and larger predators of the wild were afraid of people, after all – people were armed, some of them could breathe fire from their mouths or employ lightning at their command or summon tornadoes and typhoons. People were out of the food chain and upon hearing a single tune of their voice most predators cleared out of the way. That way Mana may have avoided dozens of snakes that lurked in the sand burrowed in the sand she may have stepped onto and died normally.

Finally, the girl realized from her sweating and slowly scolding skin that it was becoming far too hot to keep walking. Mana helplessly wandered around trying to locate a rock to hide under, to see if she could find some shade but she could only find a cactus that she found in a rather painful way, luckily she didn't swat her hand at it too hard...