Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Eve of the Spiders ❯ Prologue: Afterworld ( Chapter 1 )

Eve of the Spiders

Shino Romance

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and Co.

 

Summary: Saori was an orphan who died at age 17, but after making a deal with an angel she gets the chance to live again … with one condition. If you had a second chance at life what would you do?

Shino/OC

 

I noticed there was a serious lack of Shino fiction compared to other characters. Shino needs love too!!! Anyway, this is my new OC story in a series of OC stories. I am basically pairing off all the original Naruto characters and creating OC's for the guys not in the traditional pairings.

Some random characters from my other stories may appear, and some may just be mentioned. I just thought it was a shame to come up with so many characters and not be able to use them again!

 

Prologue

Afterworld

 

 

“What is with this place…?”

 

There was nothing but swirling mists around me for as far as Saori could see. There was so visible ground, or even a real source of light. Nothing at all made sense at all, and Saori wasn't exactly sure what to do. She was walking around in the middle of nowhere and getting no place fast.

 

SPLASH.

 

She screeched in surprise as her feet hit a sudden half a foot drop into ice cold water. She stepped backwards to try and get out but the water was suddenly everywhere and it was making her toes go numb.

 

Saori continued on in the shin deep water, trying to find a way out of where ever she was until something floating in the water bumped against her leg.

 

Looking down, Saori first noticed the rusty copper coloured hair swaying angelically in the water. It took a few minutes for her to realize it was a body, and even longer for her to find the choppy hair style and thin build familiar…

 

Panicking, the teen turned the body over so the face was visible. The long copper coloured bangs clung to the young heart shaped face of a seventeen-year-old girl. The skin that had been formerly pale on the body anyway was drained of any possible colour and the lips were a light shade of blue. There were lots of cuts and bruises up the arms and on the face, a couple of the bumps on the head looked like they could have caused a concussion, and dark circles had formed around the barely opened amber eyes, but those eyes were glazed over … there was no life in them.

 

`I-It's … me…'

 

“It's always shocking at first, seeing yourself like that I mean,” a soft voice spoke from behind Saori.

 

Saori jumped out of her skin, falling into the water out of surprise before being able to turn and see who it was.

 

A young woman, possibly a little older than Saori was walking on the surface of the water, looking down on Saori calmly. She had silvery blonde shoulder length hair that went with her white skin and white grown.

 

The woman smiled sadly and offered Saori a hand up, “Sorry about that. I have a bad habit of sneaking up on people.”

 

The rusty haired teen just looked up at the blonde with a lost stare before mumbling, “What is going on … who are you…?”

 

“Lots of things, Saori-chan,” the blonde responded calmly. “I've had lots of names over the years, but you can just call me Yuuki, I'm the one in charge of very special cases, like yours. I'm here to escort you back to the world of the living.”

 

“I-I'm in the land of the dead…?”

 

“Not exactly, you're kind of caught in the middle right now. This is the boarder between the two worlds. You should consider yourself lucky, Saori-chan. Not many people who pass through here get to go back the other way.”

 

Saori blinked again, only vaguely remembering bits and pieces of her life. She knew she was an orphan, and she'd been so very alone - even bitter - most of her life. When someone finally noticed her she became an average citizen working to earn her living. She wasn't the smartest person alive, and she certainly wasn't the fastest or the strongest. She had no real outstanding qualities or talents. The only thing she was known for was being a klutz. So she had to wonder…

 

“Why me? Why am I so special?”

 

Yuuki shrugged, “I'm not told much. All assignments are decided by upper management. All I do know is that this was decided before you were born. You were supposed to die, and you were supposed to live again. Get it?”

 

“K-kind of…” she mumbled.

 

“BUT,” Yuuki announced loudly, “reanimation doesn't come cheep you know. There is a price and conditions…”

 

Saori blinked again, still behind in exactly what was going on, “What price, and what the hell are these conditions?”

 

“Upper management made a deal with some old friends, and, as a result, we are in need of someone to carry a new Kekkai Genkai. Preferably we need a healthy young woman who would be able to reproduce the line for generations to come,” Yuuki explained. “You'll be granted great potential for power and a renewed life span, but in return, you must pass on this ability to a female heir. The price of this new life is simple, if you wish to live, you must forfeit all your memories.”

 

“Huh…?” the rust haired teen was slightly taken back, “My memories…? So I'm going to live but all the people I cared about are going to be gone from my life?!”

 

“We can't have you going and spreading ideas about the afterlife can we? So the only solution is to make you give up all your memories, but I'll be nice, I'll let you keep your name.”

 

Saori glanced at the body again, her stomach still felt uneasy.

 

“For all the bad times you experience there will be good times and rewards, but if you're not alive to experience them, then your life will be incomplete. Saori, I know this seems … more than a little strange, but there is still so much you can do. The higher-ups have a plan for all of us, with every person you encounter you create a chain of events, and you are meant to influence many lives.”

 

She would have refused. She didn't want to give up the people she cared for just so she could come back from the dead. What was the point of living when you no longer have anyone to live for anyway? Besides, why should she be the one to go back? She may have only been seventeen, but people younger - and possibly more deserving - than her died every day and they never got a second chance. What made her so important?

 

The mists circled her in a nonexistent wind, making her mind a bit fuzzy. Some memories were already starting to fade away…

 

“So, what will it be, Saori-chan?”

 

 

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I should be updating biweekly since I am trying to keep two stories going at once. I just could decide because I had two totally new ideas I thought would be interesting, so be patient people!

 

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