Translation
Fanfic: Broken Live
Chapter: Memories...
So, here I have the first Kapi now ... I hope you like it and leave me a few clerks - * smile *
Memories...
Your team had been given the task by the Mizukage (Kage from Kiri) to bring an important message to a neighboring village. It was a B-rank assignment and everyone was already Chu-nin ... except my Sensei and I, because we were already Jo-nin. Since I was more reliable, I got the scroll. The walk was supposed to take a day, and it was foggy in Kiri, as always. Halfway through the way, I had to go to the bathroom.
My team let me go, of course, and I went out of sight and hearing, which would turn out to be a mistake ... In between it got so foggy that you couldn't see your own hand in front of your eyes, but I didn't think anything about it, because that happened here often.
When I was done, I made my way back, still happily humming. The sun came out again. I stretched my face against the rare rays of the sun, closed my eyes comfortably and let myself warm up a little.I was walking around for a while when it occurred to me that I would be there soon. So I opened my eyes and immediately froze.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing .. I didn't want to believe it! In front of me was my team, surrounded by a pool of blood. I looked around for a sign of life ... nothing ... my friend Sakura (not Haruno!) Even had her head cut off.
I had to choke. My eyes started to burn until something warm, wet ran down my face and became more and more. My heart beat violently against my chest, making it ache. I put my hand on my chest and felt something hard. I broke my stiffness for a moment and looked to see what it was. It was the scroll! Again a stream of tears came over me and only one thought filled my head: "I had the scroll! Everyone died for free! I should have died!".
Then I ran as fast as I could! I just wanted to get away, forget everything.My hair was sticking to my wet face ... I ran for hours ... My legs and chest were already hurting like hell, so that I finally fell over from exhaustion. I lay there for a while, hoping that they would find me, just kill me, then it would be all over. But nobody came.
Then later I moved on by myself ... handed in the scroll. I was ridden back so that I was back home that evening. I didn't see the trip .., just had to think of one thing: "They are dead ... all dead .. and only I live ...".
I stopped at my front door and knocked absently. My mother opened the door and when I saw her like that, I immediately broke my trance. She looked terrible.
Her otherwise pretty, pale face was flushed, her green eyes bloodshot, her auburn hair disheveled. She must have cried for hours. Then she finally looked at me, burst into tears again, and fell on my neck.Now I recognized my little brother in the hallway, who looked just as terrible.
Still hugging my mother, I closed the door behind us and began to comfortingly stroke her back. She also calmed down a little.
"Scht ... what happened? And where is father?". She sobbed again. But then she pulled herself together and mumbled down my throat:
"Gone ... he has left us. * Sob * And because we can no longer hold the apartment without him, we will move ..."
I tried to stay calm, but I couldn't. I started crying again. I lost too many people today ...