Note's Author: I'm quite bored...I just wanted to write something for fun....
btw, this is a fanfic. I do not own any of the characters. It might be based on Naruto with a bit of Pokemon or something along those lines...
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" Orochimaru-sama!" A man with long white hair, tied back by a string, with glasses pushed up on the bridge of his skinny nose called out to his master. He stood alone in a room, the body of a dying baby being the only other living thing around. The baby, unconscious with blood dribbling slowly from a hole over her heart, lied on a steel table in an eerie light radiating off a giant tube on the right. Computers and medical supplies littered the room, an organized mess.
"Kabuto?" Came the snakey voice of a pale-skinned man from behind a closed door.Although hidden, it was easy to tell he wasn't normal. Hence the snakey tone...
"Orochimaru-sama, the experiment. It has failed." Kabuto replied in a oddly non-surprised voice. A computer clicked nearby,a message popping up to tell the experiment had failed. Kabuto meerly glanced at it in hidden annoyance.
There came a grunt from the room Orchimaru was in. Kabuto knew instantly what his master was going to say. Take the girl and abandon her some place where she would die in no more than a day.
Shuffling his feet, Kabuto scooped the child up. She tried to cry in her horrible state, but nothing but a trickle of blood came from her mouth. Kabuto stared at her quietly, then hurridly left the room, wrapping the child in a nearby blanket before exiting.
~( 1 hour later in a desert a little ways down the path of life..)~
Kabuto craddled the girl in his arms, an odd pity clouding his mind. The girl had finally awoken, her cries echoeing in Kabuto's ears like an annoying fly, growing louder and louder with every step. Kabuto resisted the urge to leave the girl right there on the dirt, a stronger will leading him closer and closer to a place he knew Orochimaru would probably not approve of.
Suna lay ahead in view. The medic's feet lead him there, ignored sweat dotting his neck and forehead. His plan? Leave the baby in view of Suna. Maybe they would see her before it was too late. Or maybe they wouldn't and Kabuto would have no worries left.
But what if his theory proved right, but the girl did die? What then? Create another chemical and re-arrange another unfortunate kid's genes with it? Would that experiment be a real failure, unlike the girl's? So many questions, so little time.
He had to make up his mind soon. In the distance, through various clouds of sand, Kabuto could see the outlines of ninja coming his way, not because of him but because of the fact he was very close to some valuable herbs. Should he leave the baby there, let them find her, and secretly watch her growth, or should he kill her right then and there? .........
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~( 13 years later)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Vapor Hoshi!" Bellowed a black, spiky-haired man standing before rows of genins listening for their names to be called. From way in the back, a girl, her hair long and blue and her face bearing a green star on her left cheek, raised her head tiredly. Yawning, she let her head fall back onto her bare arms, dozing off once more.
"Vapor Hoshi!" Snickers came from all parts of the room. A few kids in front of Vapor scooted aside, making a visible pathway.
In one swift, almost invisible, movement, the chalk board eraser took flight across the room. Vapor lifted her head up just then, deciding maybe it was a good time to sit up. Her decisions were never the greates, now proven by the newly formed chalk mark on her face and bangs. The class roared in laughter, like they always did. Vapor sighed.
Life was not easy for her. When she was only a baby, according to the jonins, she was found in the desert, starving in the worst condition possible. They said there was no sign of her parents, no sign of anybody. That could be overlooked easily, but still could be used to consider her a rather strange kid. What couldn't be overlooked, however, the one thing that sparked the jokes and teasing, her hair. It was forever a darker sky blue, no matter how many dyes had been applied.
Angrily, Vapor stood up, stomping out of the room. The teacher did nothing to stop her. He was just as annoyed with the girl because of her childish behavior that he wouldn't care if she jumped off a cliff.
As the girl escaped the painful laughter of the children behind her, her head hung low. She never looked up at the people that passed her, and they did not look at her. To them, to herself, she was a lowly shadow, something that never was real.
The apartment she stayed at, rather small considering, somehow made its way to her feet in no time. The wind played with her hair, silently asking her whether she should be there or not. Her adoptive parents...they would never approve of such acts of hookey. Her new father especially. He was a strict nin, one of the more important ninja in the village. Because she was a misfit, he figured he could change her into a sand ninja. Vapor refused the moment she found out. Nothing in this world could change her from the kunoichi she was.
Vapor pushed open the door with little difficulty. Her emerald gems of eyes glittered in the dark, taking in all that was around her. With little surprise, the girl walked in silently. The mass off blood dripping off the walls gave a hint of intruders her father must have killed. No one could kill him, nor her mother.
A smile tugged at her mouth. She was unlucky, then she was lucky. Who would dare come near her or her father anyway? Oh, she must see the fools who dared.
Her way through the apartment felt long and oddly spooky, like a ghost was haunting it. The rooms were all dark. Nothing moved, nothing jumped out of the closet, nothing did nothing.
"'Ey, Pop! Ma! I'm home!" Vapor called out. The usual reply did not come, sending a startling chill down her back. "Ma? Pop? Hello?"
The door to the kitchen on her right suddenly creaked open. Eyes wide and heart punding, the girl stepped toward it. Her hand outstretched itself against her will, touching the smooth surface gently. She could not force herself to open the door with physical energy, having to instead use some chakra in her palm.
"OH MY GOD!!!"
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Okay, finsihed but I have to come bac and add detail....Jebus....>.>U
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