By the way, I do not own Naruto.

Warning: French is my native language. Thus, I have some difficulty with English grammar. I'll apologize first if anyone feels uncomfortable, but it's too much work to have a beta. This fanfiction is my first and I am doing this for me, to improve my English skills and more (especially to have fun). Let's be a little bit more understanding and open-minded. I'll try to make this interesting if you are along for the ride.


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Prologue

As soon as she opened her eyes, a smell like acid invaded her senses making her stomach soured with nausea. Her mind searched for flaws, swiftly analyzing her surrounding for any clues. However nothing was proving helpful as her vision was by some means distorted and dim. She flinched. Memories and knowledge suddenly flooded fast through her mind; images crossed together with unmatched voices, several deep-rooted facts on numbers, history of civilization, music, philosophy, art...

It was too much to take.

She forced herself to shut her eyes and concentrated on her agitated heartbeat and when she was calm enough to face the truth, this time, her eyes fluttered open more slowly. Much to her disappointment, she saw nothing but utter darkness. The panic returned, her hand clenching and unclenching as if she tried to grasp for something, for absolutely anything in her reach. Her shaky fingers traced down the smooth and soft surface underneath her body. She took a deep breath, overwhelmed with dizziness, as she listened to the unusual silence. However when she took a better caution, she heard barely calm, but audible breathing. It could only mean one thing; a person or maybe a few were in the same room, just a couple of feet away.

Unconsciously tears of joy felt down her cheeks and calls for help were immediately made to secure her safety as her sweating arms swung back and forth in the air. Actually no calls were hear that night because only a small whimper went out which absolutely scared her out of her skin. Panic raised up in her throat and her hands immediately came up to put pressure on it. Her body quivered involuntarily fighting back her snobs.

She heard a few uneasy whines erupting from the room and froze for a second before she allowed her natural instinct to take control. Cries were heard that were louder and louder with each passing second.

At that point she realized that everything was deeply wrong.

She was surrounded with babies; fragile, vulnerable, scared beings and along with them, she let out the loudest deafening scream drown in tears of fear.

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