disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters in this story. This is purely fan fiction and it may or may not contain spoilers.

The cold, unforgiving night seemed to stretch painfully long for a mere child no older than six years seated on an old, rusty stool. She gazed intensely through thick eyelashes at the moon which seemed to mock her with its glow. Faint sounds of people could be heard as they bustled around the seemingly statuesque girl as they focused on their nights work. Drunk men lumbered past dragging giggling prostitutes behind them with smug smirks.

The child with eyes such a brilliant emerald and hair such a soft shade of pink. Pale, delicate skin that matched snow covered her small body, and a light pink dusted her cheek bones. She carefully pulled her self into a standing position quietly walked down the stone road, her small feet not making a sound. Children like her mean nothing in this world, only power is relevant. She herself is a plain orphan with no sort of ability or 'useful' talent, but that was all about to change when she meets a powerful beauty by the name of 'Tsunade Senju' and her young apprentice named 'Shizune'.

There she meets many woman safely hidden in a small village, away from danger and objectification, away from men. There she learns magic worthy of great clans, intelligence that stumps the finest of minds, and such raw strength that with a light flick of the wrist she she can bring a kingdom down to her feet

This is the story of a girl with no past, but a bright future. In a world were the life of one man is worth more than five woman, she forces herself to the top in a fierce dance of blood, magic, swords and war. she is the one who can reduce mountains into rubble, weave illusion so complex that once you see, you will never know sanity again, flood entire empires, and heal those inches from death.

She hides herself as a man wearing a mask and cape in order to survive and rides a horse with a coat that looks like moonlight, and once she reaches the top, she will reveal herself to the world and show a woman's true name will be sung through generations, and her prowess and beauty will be forever stamped in history. She is Sakura Haruno, the girl, no, woman, to change the entire world.

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?'6 years later'?

"Sakura!" The shrill voice of a little girl cut though the still night.

Her long, silky blond hair now silver due to the moonlight. She wore a white night gown that hung just bellow her knees. She ran towards her young, pink-haired friend, whom was limping and covered in blood, her cape torn and her mask broken. Her horse followed closely behind, blood covering its silver coat, a large sealing scroll strapped to its back.

"Hey, Ino" Sakura rasped weakly, her plump, slightly cracked lips pulled into a crooked smile. Some women came out and quickly took the horse and sealing scroll to be cared for.

"Hey is all you can say? Look at you, you're a total mess! And horribly wounded just to add on." Ino squeaked out grabbing the small girl and dragging her into the medical home to be treated.

Ino Yamanaka, one of Sakura's closest friends and 'sister'. This little beauty is the villages rising best spy. Her magic involves controlling the mind to bend at her will and gathering the darkest most hidden secrets and information. Through this she can also communicate with others and connect people using just her mind and can sense magical power and life forces from miles away. Physical strength isn't her greatest attribute, so she almost always has to go with someone else who can do the fighting while she creeps into their mind. She and Sakura work the best with each other despite their friendly rivalry.

Sakura giggled weakly and shut her beautiful Jewel-like eyes, marvelling in her sisters warmth and sweet smell. Ino couldn't help but smile fondly and lay her down on the soft futon, watching as woman bustled around her to get her wounds cleaned and treated. A tall, busty woman with long blonde hair pulled into two low pigtails burst through the brown sliding door. She had a worried and angry look on her face as she rushed forward and placed her hands over the young blossom and immediately a bright green glow burst from her palms and covered Sakura, sewing cells together to remove wounds and replace them with new skin, repairing damaged organs and bones. Sakura opened her eyes and groaned weakly, shifting around slightly. "Hold still, I haven't finished yet" Tsunade muttered, her intense gaze relaxing when she saw the her adopted daughter was going to be okay.

Tsunade Senju was a well renowned woman, known for her world-class healing prowess and monster strength that ties greatly with her fierce temper. She was one of the Senju clan's finest, but left since she grew sick of how her female peers were treated despite their potential, and forced to be mere housewives and mothers. Tsunade went against this, and decided to travel and help other women who felt the same way as her. This created the current only-female-village were Sakura and Ino resided in along with many other wonderful females.

Sakura smiled softly, mumbling a quiet apology and held still. Ino sighed in relief when she she saw all of Sakura's wound slowly melt away, leaving faint scars in their place. Some of them would fade with time, while others will remain, proof to her warrior status. Sakura sighed, enjoying the feeling of soothing power flooding through her body to the core. For once in her 12-years-of-life, she felt at peace, and allowed the gently clutches of sleep embrace her in its warm arms.

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(A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fan fiction done properly so I apologise for any mistakes. Please leave a review and any suggestions for improvement. Sakura is one of my favourite characters, so please don't bash her here. I made this to give kunoichi more light since naruto is very make orrientated.)