Siting in the Dojo, with your book on Onmyodo Secrets wide open on the floor in front of you, while you had your eyes closed sitting in a mediating position. With five items around you, each representing an element. Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Wood. In deep meditation, trying your best to block out the racket that could be heard behind the closed doors of the Dojo. It was hard, but you managed in a miraculous way, focusing on a certain energy that seem to transcend beyond. Pushing yourself, you start to chant to yourself over and over again. The items around started to glow from your chant flared each item with every word you chanted.

Feeling the intense of each one, you couldn't help but smile just a tad bit. But still kept your focused. A light started to connect each item forming circle around you, then a star under you. Feeling yourself levitate just a bit off the ground, the energy surged through your veins or circuits. This overwhelming power was great. Keeping yourself steady, you had to make sure nothing broke your concentration, not for a single second. Opening your now glowing eyes, while still chanting, your own personal book, which you learned was called a Grimoire, a place where you could write and keep track of everything or anything you learned new. Creating your own personal spells, as Master Splinter told you.

The pages of your Grimoire, turned to a blank page. Holding out your pointer finger, you command your energy to write for you. Your own words and symbols started to engrave it into the blank page, in dark pink light writing. Only taking just a few seconds, seeing it was done with the bit of energy you had. An exhausted smile comes to our lips. With a wave of your hand, the Grimoire closes. Looking at the cover of your book. It was still the notebook you had that April bought you, a thick black leather cover with a picture of you and April on the cover bedazzled with lilac rhinestones spelling out 'Sisters.'

Reaching out, grabbing hold of the book. Pressing it tightly against your chest happy you had managed to accomplish the spell. Remembering that you needed to close the spell you had made, to cut off the energy you sensed. That was in a way the hard part. Complete consternation was needed. Focusing your mind, emptying it out. Using your free hand that you held out, chanting away. Keeping it wide open, you slowly start to close it, feeling the spell itself start to end. Just a few more seconds, almost done.

Then all of sudden Mikey comes bursting in, laughing heartily, being chased by Casey and Raph along with the others. They disrupt and disturb your focus. The wild younger turtle brother, not paying any attention at all. Mikey runs screaming high pitched. The others quickly realize they just interrupted you, just as they scream at Mikey to stop. It was too late, not paying attention. He trips over one of the items. Causing what you had under control, to start to disrupt.

The huge amount of energy, which you tried your best to contain but to no avail. Seeing you were struggling with this, everyone tries to get to you, only to be shocked back, by the barrier that had formed around you. Cutting your concentration you had, making you lose control at the same time. Thinking quickly of what you could do, to stop this and to get out. Pounding on the hard on the barrier that entrapped you, hoping to break it. But with no luck at all. Before you could blink the energy you had summoned, suddenly backfired. It started to electrocute you, causing a painful scream to come from you.

It felt like you were being torn apart, unable to move or do anything. Nor could April or the others. Each one helpless, they watched you as the energy started to disintegrate you, in front of their very eyes. While you saw them fade away from the blinding light that engulfed you.

Your final thoughts. *I love all of you. *

Closing your eyes to accept your fate, even if every part of you was scared with fear. Holding tightly to your Grimoire, the only comfort you had.

In a hospital room, the lights were off, the heart monitors on keeping track of the patient's vitals which stayed a steady rate. The ivy hooked up to the one in the bed, providing nutrients to the person that rested on the white sheeted bed. Breathing steady, nothing seems out of place. Besides the sandy winds that blew outside, other than that. Nothing else really.

Light footsteps were heard behind the closed door, to the patient's room. That is until one pair of feet, stops at the door, opening the dark room bring in light from the hall. A man dressed in a male's nurse outfit with black hair and green eyes. Looking around until they see the patient still rest.

Stepping aside respectfully, to allow the other person to come and take a quick glance. Pale blue-green eyes calmly look towards the patient, walking quietly over to their bedside. Watching as their chest went up and down. Rhythmically. The patient had their neck, arms and legs bandaged. Along with a cold compress on their forehead.

So many questions came to their mind, about this person who was brought to their village's Hospital. No one really sure how they just instantly ended up in the middle of the village. The way in which they arrived still puzzled them, assuming it was a threat that was before the burnt marks and injuries were noticed upon their body.

Their life was at stake, so questions would have to wait. Though many were against helping this stranger, it was the right thing to do. Surely, after receiving the proper medical treatment, and a good rest. All the questions that puzzled everyone, including themselves would be answered. But right now, it was rest that was needed.

The male nurse at the door, waited respectfully, until the visitor was done. Though knowing his patient needed their rest, they did not dare to tell the visitor to hurry it up. Instead, kept their mouth shut. Waiting.

A low monotone, smooth voice speaks from the visitor's mouth.."... What's her, condition now?"

Quick to respond, the nurse looks at his chart. Reading over everything on his patient."Her burn marks, are still second degree. Every two hours, myself and another come in to use our Mystic Palm to heal her. Yet, it seems that it is not really much help. Her body structure does not seem to really react to our healing jutsu. In fact, Kazakage... he-"

Holding up a hand to the male to stop."Increase the medic team to, four medic ninjas. Her breathing isn't doing any better, I can still hear her struggling to breath. Supply her with an oxygen mask. I will be back to check on her again. But inform me, if she is waking up."Those pale blue-green eyes look into the window, surely some fresh air would be good for the female patient. But that would be a health risk. Turning back to look at her, it was hard to make out her features due to the dim light quality. But from the chart they read, they managed to get some information. The patient was female, looked or was 15 of age, around 5'0 or 5'1. Petite, for someone of their age. Hair, pink not a dark pink just, pink. Eye color golden. Village, unknown.

With last look the Kazakage takes their leave. The nurse shutting the door behind the two of them.

In a large, round, sandy colored building with several rows of windows and the kanji for Wind, painted on the side of the building in a circle. Reside the Kazekage's office, and inside the building at their desk. The Kazekage themselves, busy at work reading over documents pertaining to the need of the village. Not a sound was heard throughout their whole office, it was quiet and unmoving. Only the sound of the winds outside could be heard along with, the tip of their pen signing documents. Everything was quiet, just like the decor for their office itself, there were some pictures on the wall. A few potted plants, a couple of closed books on their desk, along with a bookcase in the corner.

A sound of knocking came, without looking from their papers, they tell them to come in. The door opens and a figure steps in actually two come in. One older teenage male, and one older teen female. The male donned purple face paint starting from one cheek to the lips and to the end of the other cheek, and another line starting from the top of the upper lip to the bottom of the chin. It looks like it forms the letter T, dressed in a black outfit consisting of a long top and trousers with a red sash around his waist. And a black hood with metal plate forehead protector, on the temple of his hood. He stood taller than the female who.

The female stood a few inches shorter, her most prominent feature her sandy blonde hair parted in four consecutive ponytails. Dressed in a short-sleeved, black kimono that reaches down to her legs, with slits along the side and a more revealing neckline. Wearing fingerless black gloves with her forehead protector tied across her brow. A large fan attached to her back. Her teal eyes land on the Kazekage, who looks at the two.

"...She's up."the female told them.

Standing up from behind their desk, nodding their head. Placing the pen, which they held down on the desk, and leave with the two who came into their office.

You look out the window in confusion of your 'room.' Your clothes which you noticed the second you awoke, a simple white hospital gown. An attire which made you uncomfortable, but at least it was something. Barefooted as well, the ground was slightly chilly so you choose to float a few inches off the ground. What you saw outside or as much that your eyes could see. This place was like a dessert, the buildings seem to be built out sand or some sort of structure of the sand itself. The winds seem to be a common thing, they never really seem to stop. Though they were not harsh winds, by placing your palm upon the glass feeling the heat that came from outside. Summoning up the climate was hot and dry.

Sighing sadly, this was not home at all. This place was not New York, period. Though you wondered what place you had ended up in, what weighed more upon your mind, soul and heart. Everyone else, your family and friends back. Home.

Just thinking about them, if they could would have brought tears to your eyes. But all you could do mimicked the motion. Sometimes you disliked being what you are. Dropping your eyes, only for your thought to be interrupted by the sound of your door opening. Turning around, to find four people.

The first one you knew, your nurse the young man with black hair and green eyes name Kai. He had come in a while ago to check up on you, surprised to find you up, he did a quick check up on you, introducing himself at the same time. Before you could say anything he left. And now he was back with three other people, two males and one female. You look at them, two of them you figured out where older, while the one that stood in the center of the others two.

Was around your age, he had fair skin like the other two. His hair was short spiky red hair, pale-green eyes with no distinctive pupils or eyebrows. He did though have two very notable traits in his appearance: firstly, he has tanuki-like black eye rings, having them since his birth. Secondly, a carved kanji on the left side of his forehead, his forelocks are parted from the left side, making the kanji more visible.

He had a rather calm, silent nature about himself. Dressed in blue poncho-like haori with a thick white collar.

Your golden orbs look at the three of them, wondering who they were and if you were in some sort of trouble. While your 'guest' where looking at your feet, well not your feet. Just the fact you were floating above the ground with ease. A look of puzzlement could easily be seen on the older two, along with Kai. But the youngest did not see show anything.

Their eyes on you, made you feel a bit uncomfortable. Assuming this was not considered natural, slowly you drop down. Looking away slightly ashamed of your actions. Sensing this from you, the red head, looks at you. Finally getting a full view of you, your light pink hair was long wavy and thick, reaching to your mid back with side bangs that went a few inches passed your chin, there was a beauty mark under the right side of your eye. You had an interesting tawny skin color, your appearance was sweet and innocent looking, he asks you lift your head up. So he could fully see you, doing as you were told he saw your golden yellowish eyes that seem to illuminate a soft glow on their own, adding more to your innocent and sweet look. By the look of it, he could tell your eyes were very expressive.

Sensing your discomfort easily as it is shown to you, the red head introduces himself. To ease the air."My name is Gaara, Fifth Kazekage of Sunagakure."he introduces himself to you. He introduces the other two that came with him. Holding a hand gesturing to the female then next the male."These are my siblings, Temari and Kankuro."

Looking to you, Gaara waits for you to introduce yourself. Knowing it was rude and you were not at all a rude person, you kindly introduce yourself back."It is a pleasure to meet you. Gaara, Temari and Kankuro."you address them each."My name is.. May O'Neil. From New York City."

Kankuro raises a questioning eyebrow at what you just said. Sensing his brother about to blurt out something Gaara holds up his hand to stop him. Noticing you seem confused at where you were."...You're not from here, are you?"he pieces it together. Looking to Kazekage, nodding your head."I see."Though he had questions and you had the answer most of them he could tell where solved without a word. Though a bit skeptical of what you said, he didn't want to frighten you anymore than you already were. Turning to Kai."How is her health?"

Kai looks at your chart."Everything is well, just her burns, but they are healing fine. If she were to leave, that would be alright."

Gaara, thanks him, turning back to you. Looking you over, he calls to you. Which you look at him."Temari."

She looks at her younger brother."Yes, Kazekage."

"Please take May, and help her get accustom here. New clothes and anything else."he tells her, she nods her head looking to you. Her prudent stare slightly scared you. Seeing this, she softens it. Holding out a hand for you.

"Well, come on."she smiles at you. Looking at her, then back to Gaara wondering why he had not bothered to ask you any sort of question about where you came from, and how you ended up here. Not wanting to pressure it so you did not seem or sound crazy. You just left it alone. Temari calls for you again, this time going over to you, taking hold of your wrist and walks out the room pulling you along. Just as she yanks you out the room, you quickly thank Gaara as well Kai. The three males watch the of you walk down the halls, with you trying hard not to stumble over your own feet.

Kankuro still puzzled by where you came from, finally voices his question."Why didn't you ask, where she came from. I mean, it sounds a bit fishy the place she is from."He looks to the Kazakage."New York? What the heck is a New York City, some new village. Because I for one haven't heard of it. I mean it is a suspicious on how she ended up in our village."

Gaara hears everyone word of his older brother's concern, even Kai, who also agreed as well with Kankuro. The two men wait for the Kazekage's response."...It does sound unreasonable, where she came from. I myself find hard to believe and so will those of the Council. No matter what. But, the way May looked tells me she is just as confused as to how she came here. And she doesn't look like the type who would lie, her eyes are to innocent to do so."