Chapter 1 - Restart

"Sakura..." an unknown voice was calling out for her. She gulped nervously, this particular situation...it seemed to be happening again, albeit she felt like this time something was off, something was indeed different.

To say she was confused was an understatement, she was scared. These nightmares were always full of darkness, so pitch black she couldn't see anything even if she wanted, even if she tried harder. Forest green eyes were just drowning in the dark, the sudden feel of chills that ran down her spine made her more alert, more suspicious.

"...your time has come, we can't afford to wait any longer" The unfamiliar voice gently whispered into her earlobe. She shuddered.

Something was definitely off and she knew it; she felt it and honestly… she panicked. Panic slowly rose in her body, carefully, it radiated through her system into the darkness that surrounded her very own being, darkness that was possibly a part of her own being that she refused to acknowledge.

"W-what?" she became even more confused, her words nothing but a stutter, a pathetic response that reeked with absence of confidence. Something was not right, this was so very different from the last times she encountered this very particular nightmare in her head. It was almost too real.

"The awakening" she caught another whisper like a wave that was coming straight at her without stopping. The young woman felt herself becoming more and more confused, the frustration on her face was written clearly, given the way her eyebrows drew together as if trying to analyse the situation further. Just what kind of an awakening was being mentioned? What was this voice anyways? Her head was pounding and full of questions that were left unanswered.

"You will come to face your true self...your true emotions and desires..." The voice gave her an answer as if sensing her growing confusion and frustration, an answer that left her even more baffled than before. Her breath hitched for a second, she nearly lost the ability to speak.

"What do you mean by that? I-I don't understand!" The frustration rang through her voice as a lullaby, dedicated to the pitch darkness surrounding her, an echo full of her angry, pathetic screams and pants.

"You are indeed blessed with our spirit...but your lack of desire to reach your full potential is truly...astonishing" as if unknowingly the voice became bolder...darker more twisted with each word that reached her ears. "We are here to guide you, little girl" She felt as if she heard another voice interrupting or maybe that was just her growing paranoia that had her overthinking each and every detail. "Don't be afraid of us, you were the chosen one after all, a heiress that will lead our clan into prosperity." The same voice from before echoed proudly into the darkness. The pink haired woman flinched at the words.

"W-what are you talking about?" Sakura's voice nearly broke as her jade eyes glazed with tears, confusion and fear finally overtaking her as a whole, she felt like a lost puppy left in an unknown area.

"You are a dense child aren't you? You will come to know everything in time, when we feel like it" the voice from before seemed to be mocking her mercilessly, she couldn't find a single grain of compassion in it, they weren't human, these beings could only be some horrible demons residing in her head, nothing else, after all she had a lot of demons, but then again, everyone had their own demons, their own illusions.

"Why can't you just leave me alone!" So she screamed again, her voice laced with anger her mentor the Godaime Hokage would probably be proud of, her patience nowhere to be found as her temper took over, she had no time to deal with these nightmares, she just wanted a goodnights sleep after her dreadful hospital shift.

"I'm afraid that's not something I can do, you are the heir to Haruno clan after all, you have to awaken your power soon enough." She heard a disappointed sigh, as if the voice barely held onto the last straw of patience it had.

"Just what power are you talking about? My family does not possess any kind of kekkei genkai!" Her temper was in full force right now, her fierceness coming straight through her voice, as if pleading for the unknown voice to leave her alone, but it wasn't pleading, no she was trying to come up as threatening.

Maybe it was a type of genjutsu someone cast on her? She didn't know, but she had to act accordingly, she was a respected shinobi of the Leaf after all, one that didn't go away without putting up a fight. And to be truthful, as far as she knew there were no outstanding techniques in her family that could be considered as a kekkei genkai. Her family is a bunch of civilians! A clan? That had to be a joke. These voices were definitely up to some rather strange bullshit.

All she heard was a soft laugh, she wasn't sure if she was being mocked again or if it was genuine, she cursed the darkness surrounding her, but then again its not like she would be able to see something even if she was surrounded by light, eyesight could sometimes be deceiving.

"To receive such a gift and be as ungrateful as you are, you are truly something...Sakura" a deep sigh followed next. "You are the only one who can save whatever that is left of our clan, the only one who will be able to gift this power to the upcoming generations." The voice turned into a whisper again, something akin to sadness re-vibrated through the dark, empty space.

"My fa-" she was interrupted, the unfamiliar voice leaving her with no space to talk.

"Your task is to achieve full control of the long forgotten clan dojutsu, before he comes after you that is." The voice said still whispering, although it felt a bit rushed, a bit...urgent.

Sakura's eyes widened, the pink haired woman just couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her family had a kekkai genkai that she was not aware of? Her family was a clan? It had to be some kind of a sick joke. And who was coming after her, just what was going on? This surely had to be a genjutsu or some type of a nightmare induced by someone who specialises in it, an illusion to withdraw some type of information. She focused, trying to dispel a genjutsu that was invading her very own head, but found herself greatly surprised when nothing happened, she was still stuck in the darkness, that was as thick and heavy as the fog that would sometimes grace the Land of Fire during the night or in the early mornings.

"We don't have much time." The urgency she heard in the darkness only increased. "I'm afraid I'll have to do this right now. Please try to understand the meaning behind my actions, we are here to help you, we don't mean any harm."

"We watched over you for a long time, you lack desire Sakura, you need love." She shuddered at the words unknowingly. "Be it either love, sexual desire or lust, one of these feelings has to corrupt you to the point where you don't care about this world and it's future anymore. Only then you will awaken your true power and potential." Sakura was speechless, she found her soft lips parting at the last few sentences she caught with her ears.

"After this happens, I hope for you find your way back and gain a complete control of yourself all over again." The last sentence she heard, somehow, it felt heartwarming, and she didn't know why, questions rushed into her head, but suddenly she felt too tired to even think clearly, her knees sunk into the darkness.

A light breeze of wind caressed her body, she felt as light as a feather as her long, pale pink hair swished around her in waves effortlessly, she felt calm and she couldn't understand why. It felt like her own spirit suddenly wasn't hers.

"I will leave you with a starting point." She heard another whisper as she turned her head to the side unknowingly, easing into the voice that spoke to her very own being, she stayed silent, she felt no words were needed. "You will experience what a deep feeling of love has to offer, you are that age after all, heiress. Find one that could willingly help you to experience it, find someone who will fulfil your desires like no one else." The feeling of lightness slowly came down, crushing her as she felt a dozen arms crawl through her skin, wrapping themselves around her limbs, they pierced her through and throughout until she felt numb and exhausted, as if sucking her lifeforce, those hands held her in place before another one rushed out form the depths of the darkness. The dark fingers caressed her forehead gently, and then everything around her dissipated.

What followed next were her own screams full of agony and ragged pants alongside with her inability to breathe. The pain was otherworldly, something worse than a feeling of getting stabbed dozen of times in the battlefield, no it was a type of pain she never felt before, a type of pain she didn't know was possible, it hurt both physically and emotionally, and she didn't know what she had done to deserve something like this. Her very own soul hurt and ached, fuelled by a feeling she couldn't recognise, if someone were to ask she would probably reply that the closest thing to that feeling was sorrow.

Sweat lingered on her body as she slowly regained consciousness, long pink strands of hair were stuck to her face as her green eyes slowly opened, full of tears that threatened to spill. She found herself heavily panting, her breaths uneven and deep as she reached for her face with her slender fingers, trying to get rid of the stuck pieces of hair that clung to her face protectively. A realisation hit her when she was hit with a wave of images that were of the nightmare she had just a mere few minutes ago.

She quickly stood from her bed, her movements uncoordinated as she sluggishly went to the mirror that stood in the corner of her bedroom. She felt a pang of panic rush through her veins as she tilted her hand near her face, long fingers brushing away the stray pieces of hair that clung onto her forehead, semi wet from sweat.

Her jades showed nothing but pure shock. A seal reminding her of something akin to a small triangle in a shape of diamond was plastered straight in the middle of her forehead. It was almost unnoticeable, she could barely make out the outlines of the rhombus, that was just a shade darker than her own pale skin. A figure that seemed nearly transparent, but it was still there, nonetheless.

"Something...really did happen, it seems" she whispered to herself, she really hoped it was only a dream, a nightmare, fuck she even would've been happy if it was a genjutsu that was used to extract information from her, but no, it certainly seemed to be something more, perhaps even a prophecy that she couldn't take lightly.

At this point Sakura was questioning her own sanity and her purpose of existence.

She had millions of questions in her head, but unfortunately she also knew that there were no answers to any of them. For some reason she felt as if she was about to take on the unknown burden, something she didn't know she wanted, but it seemed fate had its own way of doing this, because time never stood still, it only went forward.

That night she lost the consciousness for the second time, the second one caused by her unexplained exhaustion.

Author's note

Thank you for reading, I hope this is somewhat appeared interesting. I kinda wanted to use this idea for my other fic, but thought it would be just too much in one place, so here I am giving a shot to another fanfiction with a different ship (not gonna lie recently I've been shipping Shisui and Sakura real hard, and I think we need more fanfictions based on those two.) Anyways let me know what you think by leaving a review or following my story, big thanks!