Chapter: Why life demands sacrifice

She was running, she had been running since sunrise and it was nightfall, she was injured and the only thing she could think of was hanging out the Anbus behind her.
She was banished. Even if she hadn't done it voluntarily. She had to and wanted to do it. She owed it to him, so to speak. To him, her brother. He was dead. Killed by the elder. Her village had no kage, but the village elder. They say the elder is as alert as an eagle, as smart as an owl, and conductive as a lion, but she never saw it that way; she killed the elder and took revenge for her brother.
Her chakra was at the end; she was hurt and would no longer be able to keep going at this pace, but she couldn't give up now, not now that she was being chased; she had promised herself to make it through alive, but she also knew that she wouldn't make it anymore.
She looked back at her pursuers, who were getting closer and closer.
Slowly she stopped and exhaled. She stood ready to fight, but had no chance.
She was exhausted from the persecution and the fighting; she was drained and her strength had run out.
"There she is! It will be easy to kill her!" A Anbu shouted, confident of victory.
Angry, but still weak, she looked at him.
She felt dizzy and glanced down at herself.
Her clothes were torn and stained with blood, and her skin was covered with scratches and wounds.
"Give up! You know you won't survive this!" Another said mockingly.
"I don't think about it," she thought, gritting her teeth.
"What do you want here?" Shouted a Anbu.
She turned around frantically and lost her balance.
She could see two figures in coats.
Slowly it got darker around her and her eyes went black.
She fell, but she felt no impact.
No more pain, nothing.

[i]Life demands sacrifices. Even if you have to give up something that you really liked and even if it is your own life. But if it is for a loved one, you also know that it is not in vain. i]