once again I DON'T OWN NARUTO! well this is the first chapter of Perplexity, hope you like the story!

ok, enough rambling on with the story!

Blood...

Blood..

Blood.

Walking aimlessly around her clans' garden, Haruno Sakura picked up flowers to give to her mother. Sakura was born to one of the strongest clans residing in the Snow Country. Everyone loved the 7-year old child with the chubby little cheeks and the warm little smile. Already have graduating the academy, she's spent her days training, picking flowers, and walking through the village.

Awaiting the Chuunin Exams that she were to take when her clan thought she was ready, she trained her hardest, being the heiress to the Clan she did not want to leave a bad impression when she did take the exams.

Yet, even this cute little child should have a fault. Right? Well she does have a fault, that no one knows of...yet.

In his private studies, Sakura's dad, also the Clan leader, quietly looked over some papers, when a voice of a fellow clan member filled his ears. "HARUNO-SAN! HARUNO-SAN take a look at these scro-" Sakura's dad tore his eyes off the paper and looked over to see that Kizeki, had tripped over a chair while trying to tell him something.

"Yes, Kizeki?" He asked, raising up one eyebrow.

"These, scrolls. They, it says something. I think it has something to do with Sakura-san...and this clans' ...you know..curse."

Sakura's dad's eyes had widened. The Haruno Clans' curse was only supposed to happen to those who were born into the clan every 146 years since the last child who had inherited the curse.

But it was impossible for it to happen to his little baby wasn't it? She was born 145 years after the last curse holder. Most of the clan would think of it as a curse; being the holder you would be able to control Ice, you would be half dragon, with the power of the Dragon Eyes otherwise known as Drige. (Dree-geh)

They would be terrified that the holder would be too strong. Too strong for anyone to fight; and they were afraid that the child would take over, over everything. So they would kill the child the moment they are born. Tazuka, Sakura's dad ran over to Sakura's birth records in order to find out if she was really the one to inherit the curse.

The clan would avoid having a child born on the 146th year, but sometimes it would be unavoidable. Tazuka took out her birth records from the shelf, and his eyes quickly wondered to the year she was born.

'I was right 145 years after, so why would the scroll say Sakura is the curse holder?' But his eyes widened when he checked the picture that was taken when Sakura was born.

Looking at the clock on the wall he saw that it had turned the 12:00 A.M. by the time she had just come out of her mother.

Shutting his eyes, Tazuka let his body slide to the floor, after finding out that his baby girl was holding the curse. That he would have to kill her.

He couldn't kill Sakura, no he couldn't. But with her with the curse, and when she found out that she had all these amazing powers she would be out of their control, and the demon blood would take over, and she might kill them all.

Pulling himself up, he pushed pass Kizeki to go and find his wife, and tell her about Sakura, of how they would have to kill her...to take her life away.

Many thoughts ran through his head as he walked ontop of the wooden floor, soon finding his wife Natsui in the kitchen, chopping some charrots.

"Natsui..."

"Yes?" she said looking over at him.

"Sakura...she...she..." He could not bring himself to say it, this may be acting un-ninja like to most people , he got a pen and wrote it on a slip of paper. Dear...Sakura..our little baby she...holds it. The curse. Tazuka handed it to his wife and rested his chin on his hand and his elbow on the table counter.

Looking at Natsui he saw her eyes widen, and drop the piece paper on the floor. She placed her hand on her gaping mouth and silently cried.

And as they wept, their little baby came in through the door with flowers in her tiny hand. "Mommy,daddy!" She ran into her daddy and giggled, happy as ever.

Natsui walked over to her child and turned her around to face her and hugged her, starting to emit loud cries of sorrow. "why are you crying mommy? Look I picked these for you!" Sakura said smiling and showing her mother a couple of the tulips she had picked.

"I'm crying, cause I love you so much." Natsui said embracing Sakura even closer.

But as the weeks soon passed by, Sakura's parents did what the clan, and the rest of the Ice Village wanted them to do. Seeming that Sakura had not yet to discover the powers that she holds, they had put her into a cell in a basement beneath the grounds that the clan owns.

She had been there some time over two weeks and Sakura had been sitting in one corner of the cell, hugging her knees to herself. Twice a day someone would come down and bring her food, that consisted of rice,meat,and a glass of water.

Three years had passed and Sakura was still locked up in the cell, angered and confused of why the clan did this to her. She thought they had loved her. But what they didnt know, was that after a few months of being locked up in the darkness, Sakura had discovered these powers that the clan was afraid that she would use to kill everyone.

She had practiced using these 'gifts' she calls them, every day for the past years, learning more and more how to control them and to show that she would not kill people she was not like that.

Another year passed, and a mysterious figure opened the bars to her cell and pulled her arm, and dragged her up to the outside. This was the first time Sakura had seen light in four years.

She had expected that, they had found out they were wrong and were going to give her a warm welcoming party. But...she was wrong.

The masked figure threw her on the floor and continuiously hit her back with a leather whip.

Sakura cried out in pain as each strike got worst and worst. She felt blood trickling down her back as she was being whipped.

But things took a turn for the worst, as Sakura couldn't take it anymore. She took her hand and aimed it at the figure, who had turned frozen solid as the cause of her using her 'gift'. The pink haired girl stood up and glared at the surrounding crowd. Looking around at all the people, she was guessing the whole clan was there.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS," She screamed out.

"WE SAW YOU PRACTICING THE CURSE! YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ALL OF US! SO WE HAVE TO KILL YOU!"

"I'm not going to kill anyone. Why would you think that!" Sakura plead, as the endless flow of tears ran down her face. But, as much as she was telling the truth, all of her clan had charged at her, with kunais and shurikens at hand.

She couldn't believe this was happening. Why would her clan do this to her! She's not going to kill anyone! But, then a kunai had pierced into her thigh.

Soon, angered by the action of the people she had thought loved her, her demon blood had driven her to insanity; making her motivated to kill everyone who was trying to kill her.

Truly, where does the chaos end?

Desire, is it the sketch of happiness?

Standing, head bowed, her hands stained with blood, Sakura looked all around her. Bodies, blood, weapons, and she had caused all this. She had killed every single one belonging to the Haruno Clan.

Even have killed her own parents.

The demon side of her had subsided as the last person was killed...and as she did stab the ice sword through her Dad's body, tears ran down her face, but her eyes were flashed red.

Now, she had no family. No one to love her, to care for her, to hug her when she was sad...but it was their own fault right? They did TRY and kill her...well what was done ...was done...

A mortal sin Sakura had just done...but...was this the curse of having these power..she thought.

No. Her clan had thought wrongly of her and anticipated that would have gone on rampage if they did not stop her...well..she did go on rampage but it was THEIR FAULT! ...but knowing that she had killed all these people with her bare hands..

All she could do was fall to her knees and sob.

With one quick jutsu, she had cleared up all this blood and bodies, so it looked like that nothing had happend. Walking to the entrance to her home, silently crying and working on forgetting this tragic event, Sakura sat on the futon of her old room and awaited the Chuunin Exams that she were to take...the next year.

yay the chapter is finished. Hope you don't think Sakura is mean cold-blooded killer! She's not! I'm just gonna make her a little cold in the Chuunin exams but not entirely evil!

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