Welcome to Gaia! ::

Once home, Saosin sits on the couch in the living room and awaits her fate. As she waits she thinks on what happened at the bus stop. Who was the person speaking to her? Was what she was seeing something she made up or did it happen… was it going to happen? No, it was supposed to have happened but something stopped it. She shakes her head and exhales roughly as she hears the front door creep open. She hugs her knees to her chest as she hears footsteps. “From the front door to the corridor. From the corridor to the kitchen opening. Now he stops, probably waving at mom in the kitchen on his left. Now he’s walking again. Not long before he gets to a opening to his right leading here,” she thinks as the footsteps stop again. “Mom forgot to tell him,” she whispers and then a figure stands in the doorway. Her heart pounds as a male enters the room. Unlike her blond haired mother, this man had blazing red hair. The two of them had the same brown eyes though Saosin seemed not to have them; her eyes were blood red. He seems to stop, just as her mother had, as Saosin stares at him. He wore a wrinkled brown button up shirt with the top button unbuttoned to show the collar of a white t-shirt. He wore dark brown slacks and dress shoes. He looked exhausted from work. Saosin stares at him a while when the figure from before appears beside him. “This is who you’re afraid of?” “I’m not afraid.” “You’re shaking.” Saosin looks down at her trembling hands and bite her bottom lip. “Let me out.” “What?” “If you need me then let me out.” “Who are you? Why would I need you? What’s happening to me? People are suddenly stopping, your shadow, my eyes changing and my hair, my voice becoming yours. Answer!” The figure appears to chuckle at Saosin before appearing right beside her. Her eyes bulge as the figure traces her finger along Saosin’s neck. “If only he made me a Nara. The neck is so fragile. You’re open to attack, young one.” She removes her finger and places it under her chin. “Do you wish to know who I am?” Saosin stares blankly across the room but nods slowly. “I am the messenger of death.” “Death?” “No. Not even close. I am a tool that He uses to make fun. I will bring about death and destruction. I will end this world.” Saosin’s eyes dart to her right but the figure was gone. She inhales and then exhales a few times before her heart beating heart settles. “Call on me. Let me out. Free me from within you. I am your Angel… Angel of Death.” Saosin places both hands over her ears and shakes as she stares across the room and the figure disappears from behind her. Her father turns his head and smiles at her then his eyes fly open. Saosin watches in terror as a blade bursts from his chest and his throat is slit from behind with a kunai. As soon as one drop of blood hits her, Saosin lets out a blood hurtling scream. “Saosin,” calls a voice but she keeps screaming as she begins looking at her hands. “Blood,” she cries, “It’s on my hands! My fathers blood! Daddy! Mommy!” Finally, the same light as before fills the room and Saosin sees her father shaking her. She pushes him back and back flips over the back of the couch. She pants heavily as her father stares at her. “What’s the matter, Saosin? Why are you screaming?”She just continues staring at him in disbelief. He was dead. She felt his blood on her. She slowly looks down at her hands to see no traces of blood. She slumps to the floor and places both hands onto the ground. Was she losing her mind? Why now? Why is she losing it now? Who is the figure actually? There’s no way it can actually be the thing it says it is. Saosin’s mother steps over to her and wraps both arms around the stunned child. Saosin does not hug her back and continues staring at the floor.

“I don’t know what triggered it. Maybe I was too harsh on her today.” “Don’t blame yourself,” Saosin’s father sighs as the sound of her mothers sorrowful cry comes from outside of a yellow door. Saosin lays in bed sleeping as her parents talk outside her room. Saosin sits on a checkered, black and white, floor with both hands on her lap. She wiggles her feet a bit so they don’t fall asleep under the pressure of her bottom. “What is this place?” Saosin gasps noticing that somehow her thoughts were being said aloud. She tries to speak but no words come out. She grimaces as she sits on the floor. “Look who came to visit,” laughs the voice of the figure as Saosin’s eyes dart around. “What is that supposed to mean? What is this place? Show yourself,” Saosin thinks angrily which makes a laugh echo over the area. “Are you supposed to scare me,” asks the voice in slight surprise, still laughing. “If you aren’t scared then reveal yourself to me.” The figure appears a few feet from Saosin. Her black shape lashing about as a white space shows in the form of a smile. “I am not afraid of you at all. I’m doing this for your own good. Until the time is right, I shall not reveal myself.” “What?” “Here,” the figure flashes in front of Saosin and kneels. Saosin pushes back from the figure only for it to wrap one arm around her waist to keep them both in place. She outstretches her hand that held a small red and black box. “This is a Gift of Death. It is a boost in your powers. Whatever you learn in here will be learned far faster than in the outside world.” Saosin stares at her perplex. “And in the real world?” “In reality, you have the skills you learn and the chakra bestowed here.” “So here I learn faster and the things I learn and my level manifests into reality?” “Of course. Now, take it. Go ahead.” Saosin reaches out to take the box then stops and then reaches for the box once more. As soon as she grips the box she sees a vision. A female with blond hair and starry eyes was staring at her in terror. There was tattered land all around them. Saosin watched her with a smirk on her face but it didn’t seem to be the true of. Her hair was again a blond color while her eyes were a bright blue color. Upon her face was an odd red and black mask. It had blotches of red like spattered blood and was completely black. Reina was hiding something behind her back. Just when Saosin wonders what’s behind her back she sees red eyes peering from behind the blond. Saosin gasps and her eyes fly open. She sits up in her bed and clutches her orange blanket in her hands. She presses it to her chest and tries to catch her breath for a few moments before covering her mouth with the blanket. “That boy,” she murmurs into it then covers her head with the blanket. She stares aimlessly as she remembers the boy that the blond haired woman was protecting. He had red eyes like her and red hair like her fathers. He was pale but healthy looking. He seemed to be slightly afraid of her while a bit sad. Who was that boy?

Time passed and the figure stopped bothering her. Her dreams were normal, things didn’t slow anymore, and she was beginning to believe the whole thing was all in her head. “Today you graduate from the Academy, Saosin,” praises her father as she smiles at him from across the table. She scoops some cereal into her mouth as her mother rubs her hair. “I can’t believe it. So young and already a genin,” her mother sighs. “Oh, mom. Please, no water works.” “I can’t help it. My baby’s growing up and leaving me so soon,” she whimpers and her father pushes away from the table. He stands and stares at her mother who walks over to him and buries her head in his chest. Saosin watches as tears come to her eyes but she does not cry. Her mother was doing the crying for her so she figured her crying was unnecessary.