DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto! Thanks!

I ran as fast as I could, pumping my arms and trying to control my breathing. That's what I was good at, right? Running away? My legs were starting to feel heavy, but I refused to slow down.

Keep going! You're almost there! I forced all of my energy into my legs as I evaded trees and roots in the forest. I had to get there before they found me.

"(Y/N)!" I flinched hearing my name being shouted so close to me. Were they catching up already? Damn it!

"(Y/N) we want to help you!" Like hell you do. I pushed myself harder and harder as I saw the clearing approaching.

I'm almost there! I'm finally almost there!

I scowled as Ben pushed his face closer to mine. "You really messed up this time, didn't you, bitch?" His friends smirked behind him, some laughed in anticipation.

"I can't believe you actually tried to get away by running into a government-restricted area. I thought (Y/N) was supposed to be a good girl." I stared him down, breathing heavily. I knew Ben well enough to know not to talk back, but was still out of breath from evading the group. Or, well, trying to.

"Are you mute, bitch? Can you speak? Obviously you must be able to speak because you used words when you told me 'no'."

I refused to speak. Ben and a couple of his friends had found me walking home from the library earlier, and he decided to make a move. I declined, but he wouldn't let me continue home. After a few minutes he got violent. I lightly touched my black eye—a nice reminder to avoid his punch.

I eyed my backpack in his hands. He had ripped it off while chasing me, and I decided that it wasn't worth turning around for. A backpack was worth staying unviolated, if you ask me.

As he stood in front of me, I knew what he was planning to do. I looked around me, but the woods were dense and the moonlight couldn't get through enough to light the area around us. I began to panic, but tried to hold it in. If he knew I was scared, he might try something sooner. I needed to stall.

"You know, Ben, you could have asked me to dinner or a movie. Or maybe a nice picnic in the park. I might have said yes."

He cracked his knuckles and smirked. "You really think I would go through all that trouble when I can just get what I want right now?" He stepped closer and grabbed my arm. "Stupid bitch."

I was out of options. I wound back and slammed my fist into his face. I don't think he was expecting it, because my hand met no resistance.

He staggered back and cradled his cheek. But only for a moment.

"You're dead, bitch!" Ben and his friends charged at me. I started to run, but two strong hands stopped me before I made it far. The boys started grabbing onto me as Ben cracked his knuckles. One blow to the stomach and I doubled over as much as I could. Thanks to his friends, I was still restrained. The wind was knocked out of me, and I couldn't catch my breath. "You want to fuck with me, bitch? This is what happens." He motioned to a lake by the treeline, and a few of the kids slightly loosened their grips.

"Ben, I don't think…."

"This isn't right Ben, she doesn't deserve—"

"Do it!" Ben's face turned red as he forcefully grabbed me and glared at the others to help. They reluctantly began to move me towards the lake. He smiled at me almost maniacally. Hey, you never know. Maybe your parents will come looking for you."

That comment inspired rage I had never felt before, but I was in no positon to fight. With the wind knocked out of me I couldn't do much. I was gasping for breath as they threw me into the water, and immediately swallowed too much. I saw a splash in the water, and noticed they threw my backpack in too.

At least, I thought it was my backpack. Things were getting fuzzy.

Shit…this is the end….isn't it?

My eyes opened up to a blinding light. Is this Heaven? I tried to breathe in but only ended up coughing up water. I was breathing heavily, and tried to examine my surroundings.

No, definitely not Heaven.

I was partially on grass next to a lake, and the smell of rotting fish was overwhelming. I looked to my left and saw a massive bass lying dead on the shoreline next to me. I gagged. I went to move, but something about my surroundings was different. I froze. Where are Ben and them? I looked at the trees and nature surrounding me, and realized that I had absolutely no idea where I was. This isn't the lake they threw me into…

I began to panic and pulled myself completely out of the water. I stood up slowly, my coordination still a little shaky, and attempted to squint to see through my massive headache. I should have drowned, I thought matter-of-factly. My head was aching and my lungs hurt. But, nevertheless, I knew I couldn't stay there. Not only was the smell of rotting fish burning my nostrils, but I needed food, clean water, and shelter. I need to find it fast, too, I thought, looking at the soon-to-be-setting sun.

I gathered myself and began to walk when I noticed my backpack a few feet away. My mind was whirring as I walked over and picked it up. It was empty, save for a couple bags of almonds I had stashed for the walk home from the library. I saw a shimmer in the lake and noticed my laptop floating in the middle, then sink into the depths. Well, there goes $700, I thought to myself.

Where was I? How did my backpack get out of the lake? I wanted answers, but finding shelter was my immediate concern. Well, that and making sure Ben and the guys weren't anywhere near me.

I walked towards the tree-line, still alert, trying to ring out my soaking shirt. I began to work my way through the thick woods, unfortunately leaving an obvious trail of water behind me. The sounds of animals were comforting to me—I enjoyed being outdoors—and that was what was keeping me sane. I heard a tap on branches above me, but as I looked up, I saw nothing there. My heartbeat increased and I gripped my backpack straps to calm myself down. I kept walking in an unknown direction, but gasped as the bushes in front of me rustled and a glimmer of white rushed past me. I turned quickly, and saw two men with strange, painted masks standing close to me.

"We need you to come with us," said the one with the red markings on his mask. "Immediately."

I blinked. They were completely serious, and based on the weaponry that decorated their backs, I had no intentions of complying. I began to run, and the one with the green markings rushed towards me. I could barely take a step before he grabbed me. Something hard hit my neck, and my world blacked out.

I opened my eyes to another blinding light. I sat up and took in my surroundings. A white room with one bed, a closet, and a curtain. Am I in a hospital? I noticed strange markings that had been painted on my arm, and my heartbeat increased. I attempted to wipe the markings off when I noticed that my wrists were roped to the bed.

The door to my room was opened and people dressed in white outfits rushed to my side.

"She's awake! Check muscle reaction time!"

"Start the analysis of her breathing patterns and ensure adequate perfusion while she's awake to avoid a parasympathetic acute stress reaction!"

"Control her heartbeat and check hemoglobin levels!"

I began to hyperventilate and my heartbeat rose as they were shouting orders. They were very hurried and I began to panic. I struggled against my restraints, and fought even harder when I saw some of the people's hands glow green. I could barely make out words through my panic, and heard things like "sympathetic ASR", "Hokage", and "unconscious".

"Don't touch me," I shouted. "Don't come any closer!" Ignoring me, one of the women placed her glowing green hand on my forehead. I struggled, shouting at her for a moment, until she became fuzzy. I swear on my life I saw a streak of pink flash on her forehead. Before I could process it, however, the world started moving then faded to black.