Prologue

Prologue.

A six years old girl didn't know what exactly she was running from. Something just told her to run. And she was running.

Run faster.

She ran faster.

She stumbled upon some sort of building. It was weird. It had a weird aura. It was like it wasn't supposed to be there.

Enter it.

She didn't know what pushed her to enter, or how she entered but she got in.

She wandered around the building for a while. Where was she? Why wasn't anyone in the building?

"I'm looking for the cup, un."

She heard a voice.

She quickly hid behind a chair. A blonde boy passed. He was beautiful, to be frank. Golden blond hair that covered his left eye. His visible eye, the right one, was slanted and blue in color.

"Master Sasori, come here for a sec, un."

Even his voice was beautiful.

Another boy appeared. He had wide greyish brown eyes and short, mousy red hair. "What?"

The blond boy whispered something to the redhead. The redhead moved towards the girl.

The girl shrieked in fear, realizing that she'd been caught. She tried to run away but was caught by the blond.

"P-Please don't kill m-me." She sniffed. "I-I don't know where I am or w-who I am. I- I'm-"

"Kill the brat," the redhead said.

"No. We'll take her to Master Pein." The blond picked the child up, offering words of comfort to her.

The Master, Pein, as he was called, wanted to kill the girl but Deidara pleaded on her behalf. There was just something special about her. It wasn't that her chakra level was intensely high. No. It was something else.

But the master let her stay because he could sense it too.

Deidara named her Blue, according to her hair. Sasori snickered at him and told him his naming skill was bad.

Blue stayed with the self-proclaimed Akatsuki for a while.