2 CH2- The second shinobi world war

Hey, what's your real name?"

"My name? I think 67, but most people just call me Kurai."

"So, Kurai? Do you like your name?"

"No."

"How about I give you a different one?"

"You want to...? Go ahead. I don't really care."

"How about Nozomi? It means hope."

"Why hope? What does hope mean?"

"Hope for you to finally understand what I'm talking about instead of me having to explain it."

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Light fell into the dark room, hitting the small creature sleeping on the ground. The being had a human appearance with light blonde hair, which was barely visible through the dirt, which had accumulated on top of it.

Opening its eyes, the creature looked blankly at the wall before standing up. It dusted off its clothes and laid down flat on the ground, beginning to exercise a bit and practicing chakra control.

After around an hour, a tall shinobi with an animal mask entered the room.

"67, follow me."

Nodding, Kurai followed the shinobi, who let her to a training ground, where another Anbu member was waiting. His codename, Raba. (Raba: mule)

"Attack me with everything you have learned yesterday," motioned Raba as Kurai was already behind him with a kunai in her hand.

As the kunai grew closer, a loud *thud* sounded as she crashed into the wall. Raba, who was at the level of an elite Jonin didn't even hold back against the 5-year-old, low Genin level opponent.

Collecting herself, Kurai rose to her feet despite the hard hit she just received. Her kunai had already been knocked out of her hand as she once again dashed toward her instructor.

Seeing the kick from the left, she let herself drop flat on the ground, dodging it narrowly. However, her instructor was ruthless, as he showed her how inefficient the dodge was, by bringing his foot onto her back with a force that knocked the air out of her lungs.

Luckily he held back a bit to not interrupt their training, as there were no major injuries found. Having learned from her mistakes, Nozomi dodged the next incoming kick by retreating, before madly dashing forwards. The hit unfortunately only hit the air, as her instructor simply stretched his neck to the side. Because of the numerous beatings, since she could remember, Nozomi knew what was coming as she braced herself for the incoming fist, which was reaching straight for her face.

*thud* The power behind the simple punch, propelled her into the wall once again, where she stood up again with blood leaking out of the corner of her mouth.

"Son of a ..."

Seeing the satisfied smirk on her instructor's face, Nozomi was pissed as she was once again knocked back. She truly felt disgusted by the sadistic nature of her teacher. 'Sadistic bitch'

Dodging the incoming sweep kick, she performed a dropkick that struck the instructor's arm, preparing to strike just now. Despite all her efforts, this was all she could do as she had no way of defending the other hand.

The training thus continued with Kurai mostly being beaten up. She failed to regulate a new technique properly? *thud* *crash* She failed to find the weakness in Rabas's defense? *thud*

After around 6 hours of Taijutsu training, Raba continued with her Ninjutsu. Though the training regiment was similar to the Taijutsu one.

She would try to hit him while he would cancel her attack and proceed with a counterattack.

This continued for the whole day, with only a few short breaks, and ended with Raba leaving and Kurai returning to her room.

The sweat, dirt, and dried blood were uncomfortable enough, making Nozomi immediately run to the room, connected to hers to take a bath.

Taking off her clothing, she dipped her toes into the freezing cold bath.

While doing so she looked at the mirror, where Kurai saw a 5-year-old girl, riddled in scars, with lifeless eyes staring back at her.

As she adverted her eyes, her pale blonde hair swam across the water while her eyelids closed themselves, hiding her beautiful purple eyes.

After twenty minutes in the bath, the washed Kurai walked into her room. Now clothed with her standard Anbu attire, with a modified grey flack jacket and a casual grey shirt underneath. She also wore her usual shinobi sandals, with a kunai pouch strapped to the side of her black pants and her belt.

***

Today, a major part of her training had already been finished, which resulted in her having to train by herself in her room as ordered.

The next day was similar to the previous one, with Raba beating her up repeatedly. After multiple hours, she was finally allowed to leave, as she made her way to a nearby room.

As she entered, a laboratory came into view with Doctor Hebi (Snake) standing next to the bloodied corpse of another subject.

Not batting an eye, she walked over and waited for the Doctor to be done with his experiment on the failed subject.

***

"Clean up the corpse."

Kurai expressionlessly walked up to the body before lifting it as she glanced at the tattoo on his neck, subject 52, her older brother or cousin or something similar. Not like she cared, as she threw the body down the garbage disposal.

"Remove your clothes and lay down."

Following the command, she removed her clothing and stored it on a nearby bench, before laying down on the operating table, which was still warm from the blood which she had just removed.

As such her second day went by, while the doctor tested multiple medicines on her before continuing her previous poison resistance training, which consisted of nothing but injecting her with various degrees of poison.

After once again passing out in the lab, Kurai found herself back in her room in the morning.

Her body had already been cleaned up as none of the blood was remaining.

Today to be able to recover her body, she had chakra control training, which resulted in her being beaten up slightly less, as the only reason to do so was to punish her for failing a threshold in time.

On the fourth day, Kurai woke up slightly excited as her favorite day was here, learning theoretical knowledge. Though the reason she liked it as much, was that she was beaten only a few times on these days while learning more about the outside of these stone walls.

Although her trainers had done everything to rid her of emotions, they had ultimately failed to do so completely. Though the young girl only had a slight bit remaining, which would disappear after only a few seconds of its surfacing, which went unnoticed, making it seem like it was a success.

Her usual routine was repeated most of the time, only being interrupted by special occasions.

One of those was the time, just after she turned 5 and a half when all members of the program were told to assemble as a test was to be held.

***

As she looked around, she noted how all of them looked different but had many similarities. For example around 1/3 had purple eyes, while 1/4 had red hair. Seeing the Numbers on the neck, Nozomi quickly figured out, who her parents were, which was something she had overheard the doctor saying to another, unknown person.

They were subject 11, a tall man with purple eyes, and subject 21, a tall woman with gorgeous looks and silver blonde hair. One had to note that she was gorgeous, even though her belly had swollen to a frightening degree.

It seemed that she was pregnant, at least that is what it was called in the books she had read.

As she tried to gather more information, a man suddenly entered the hall. He was short, with brown hair and an ugly-looking nose. He was, what her teachers called a revered being. Someone who she was supposed to serve even at the cost of her life.

As his eyes wandered through the crowd of around 70 people, aged from between 17-2, his eyes fell on Kurai and a few others for a bit longer with interest in his eyes.

However, he soon averted his eyes before sitting down on a chair, which was previously prepared for him.

What soon followed was nothing but a bloodbath.

With the expectation of a few, who had previously been selected for breeding, a tournament among all of them was held.

Every single one of them was placed against someone similar in age, which caused the original number of around 70 to drop close to 40.

Kurai didn't know why, but her opponent was very predictable at times as if his intelligence was merely that of a 2-year-old. This caused her to easily set a trap and win with only minor injuries.

He seemed to be a failed subject. However, she didn't know why he wasn't disposed of already.

After everyone that could still move got rid of the bodies, they were once again standing in front of the third Tsuchikage, who was currently in a discussion with multiple different members of the elder council.

Having finished their discussion Kurai and the others were dismissed.

As such the days went by as usual, training, learning, and killing.

***

Information about the current politics of the nations was something they were informed about every day in case a sudden mission was announced. As such, they were aware of the battles months ago, where Konohagakure subjugated the Kagero Village, as well as the hidden leaf's ongoing battles against Sunagakure.

Suddenly Kurai and a few others were called to the Tsuchikages office, where they would receive their first large-scale mission.

***

"You all will be part of our attack force against the Land of Mountains, from where we will decimate the enemy forces."

"Your main mission is focused on protecting me in case of an emergency while killing our enemy, which mainly consists of the shinobi from the hidden leaf."

"Since we will be setting out in three days, get to the top of your conditions and prepare accordingly. Dismissed!"

Although the Tsuchikage said, that they should prepare, everything they needed would be delivered to them soon. There was no way Kurai could have learned anything without the two people observing all the time noticing.

***

A few days later Kurai had finished her preparations, which mainly focused on refilling all her weapons and poison and readying her mindset.