{Turns out I'm more afraid of wasps than man-eating lions..... DEATH TO WASPS!!}

Morgan POV-

A deep chuckle stirred me into consciousness.

Fluttering my icy eyes open, I realized that I was laying in a cot in the infirmary, a large figure sitting in the dark on the edge next to me.

Thickly gloved fingers made their way through my short brown hair as my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room.

Instantly my eyes widened and I gasped at the masked face of my waker.

"Tobi..." I breathed, my breath hitching in my throat slightly.

Another deep chuckle reverberated around the room and I watched as his red eye seemed to glow.

"Who would have thought they'd be softened up by a foul mouthed brat like you?" A deep voice chuckled, spitting out the word 'brat' like poison. The gentle strokes stopped suddenly and were replaced with sharp pain as the masked man gripped my hair and pulled my head up slightly.

I yelped and clawed at his hand, but it was protected by those damn gloves of his.

"I mean really." He continued as if we were just having a friendly chat. "You have absolutely zero chakra, your weapons probably wouldn't against even a genin, hell, the only remarkable thing you've done so far is try and eat Zetsu. I don't need you to just waltz in here acting like you own the place and throw a wrench in my plans. I might as well just kill you now, seeing as how it's the only thing you're good for."

I yelped in pain at every hand gesture he made, feeling a few strands of my hair tear out each time.

Where was the obnoxious man child with the high pitched voice, running around like an idiot every chance he could? Was this dark behavior normal for him?

"You know..." I grunted, trying to find a position where my head wouldn't hurt so much. "You remind me of someone I really hate to know..."

Tobi tilted his head to the side slightly, prompting me to continue. I smirked slightly. "The Undertaker. A bastard of a shinigami and the reason why it is I'm here. I hate that fucker so damn much. He's the reason I'm an orphan, the reason I've been torn from the man I love, but hell, he's a hundred times better than you could ever be!" With that, I took aim and spat in the singular eye hole on his mask.

He snarled and the instant his grip on my hair loosened, I was up and sprinting out of the room.

I needed to get out of here. NOW.

Sprinting towards Pein's office, I kept my eyes peeled for anything or anyone who would try and stop me.

The air pressure around me suddenly began to change, and I didn't need to know why to somehow realize that it was Tobi.

I quickly slipped into the room closest to me and dove under the covers of whomever's bed rested inside, not caring who it belonged to.

The occupant jumped slightly and I clamped my hand over their mouth. "Shut up and stay still." I whisper hissed to whoever it was.

After a second I felt a nod and heard their breathing even out to give the impression of sleep. Quickly, I clung to them as closely as I could and matched my breathing to theirs, just as the door opened slowly.

"The fuck do you want, retard?" I heard the familiarly deep voice of Hidan growl at my persuer.

"Tobi got scared during the night and wanted to know if Tobi could stay with Hidan-senpai." I heard the masked man say in that childish tone of his.

So it wasn't normal for his voice to be deep...

"Tobi, don't be a fucking gay little shit! Now get the fuck out before I sacrifice your ass to Jashin-sama!" Hidan growled, reaching for his scythe.

I heard the masked man squeak in fear and a few seconds later the door slammed shut.

We waited a few moments before I finally let out a breath I hadn't known I'd been holding and released the silver haired man.

"Thanks man..." I whispered. "You really saved my ass."

I watched as Hidan turned to me and propped himself up by his elbows, only now realizing that he was shirtless.

"So..." He muttered. "Sex?"

My eyes widened and I punched him in the nose.

He fell back onto his pillow with a hiss of pain, clutching his face in his hands.

"Dammit bitch, it was just a fucking question!" He hissed lowly. "Didn't have to fucking break my nose!!"

I sighed and crawled out of his bed, feeling a moment of deja vu as I muttered: "Even ninja boys are babies..."

"Mind telling me why the fuck you're hiding from the retard?" The silver haired man questioned after a moment.

I looked around the dark room and noticed a closet off in the corner, by an empty bed and a couple of dressers. 

"It's not that important." I muttered lowly, quickly making my way towards one of the dressers and rifling through it. Just a bunch of guy clothes such as boxers, socks, pants, etc.

"The fuck are you doing?" Hidan snarled lowly, glancing at the door.

"I need to get out of here. Let's just say I got into some very very bad trouble. Don't ask what, I won't answer you. All I need to know is if you have some clothes that'll be easy to run in and that you'll lend me."

After a moment, the Jashinist sighed and draped a muscular arm over his eyes.

"In the closet there's a box. Inside are the outfits of all my sacrifices, all clean and stitched up."

I raised an eyebrow at him and he growled. "Don't think I'm sentimental or some shit! That fucker Kakuzu just refuses to let me toss some 'perfectly good' clothes!" He said with the finger quotes and everything. "Cheep fucking bastard..."

Remembering Kakuzu as the stitches guy from I don't even know how many hours ago, I briefly wondered where he was before shaking it off and going for the box.

I still had my combat boots, thank god, so I didn't need to waste time on finding a pair of shoes that would fit.

Quickly, I grabbed a pair of black shorts that had weird netting attached, as well as completely netted long sleeve shirt, that had a section of solid black fabric the size and shape of a sports bra.

I changed as fast as I could, not particularly caring that Hidan was watching every move I made with those stupid pink eyes of his. I finished off the outfit with a light blue sash wrapped around my hips, almost the same color as my eyes.

"Damn, your boobs are tiny!" Hidan snickered quietly as I shoved my original clothes into the box and re-placed it back into the closet.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, then rushed to the door and opened it just enough to look around the hallway.

Empty.

Perfect.

"Thanks Hidan!" I whispered as I closed his door as quietly as I could, then looked around once more before rushing to Pein's office.

I opened the door quietly and searched the room as fast as I could, finnally finding my bag in a drawer inside the dark wooden desk.

I loaded both guns (god it felt good to have them in my hands again!) and tucked one into the back of my new pants, concealing it with the sash.

Now all I needed was-

The lights suddenly flipped on and a familiar hissing met my ears.

"Wordsworth..." I breathed, my eyes widening at the two standing in the doorway.

Pein stood emotionlessly with his hand on the light switch and Sasori stood next to him equally emotionlessly with a squirming Wordsworth in his hand.

The black mamba continuously bit his wooden hand in a frustrated manor, ticked off by the fact that the puppet man hadn't dropped dead yet.

"Miss Donnelly." Pein addressed me simply.

I bared my teeth and twitched my finger towards the trigger of my gun.

"Let go of Wordsworth." I demanded.

The pierced ginger nodded slightly and Sasori threw the poor snake over to me.

I raised my free arm into the air and Wordsworth was forced to wrap around it due to his momentum. I never took my eyes off the pair as the snake slithered up to rest around my neck.

"We're leaving." I stated, finger twitching on the trigger of my gun, ready to shoot if necessary.

"Why?" The leader asked, his lavender eyes and overall attitude calm.

My eyes darted past them to the darkness beyond and I could have sworn I saw a single flash of red. I gulped and returned my gaze to the two ninjas before me. "I have a better chance of survival if I don't tell you." I muttered, feeling the air pressure slowly distort around me once more.

My eyes widened and I let out a strangled gasp of fear as I felt it change.

"Please, I just have to get the fuck out of here!" I gasped, raising the gun.

Sasori's eyes widened ever so slightly, probably remembering the dent I left in that scorpion puppet of his, and Pein just raised one of his hands.

Panicking, I shot off four rounds with lighting fast precision, hitting both hands of each male. 

While Sasori's palms shattered into wooden chips and Pein held his bleeding hands to his chest in surprised pain (the bullets had passed through them and grazed his sides), I sprinted the fuck out of there.

Running out of the base, I didn't even look back to see what sort of building it was, I just ran.

The sun started peaking over the horizon by the time I made it to the forest, and the peaceful chirping of morning birds turned frantic as I ran through the underbrush.

I couldn't stop my legs from shaking as I ran.

Tobi was gonna kill me... He was really gonna kill me...!

The sudden realization that this was a real, dangerous place crashed down onto me like a ton of bricks. This wasn't just some ninja filled vacation like I had been treating it. This wasn't some story where the main character stays alive and happy. This was a real place with real threats and dangers.

I was still thinking this when the sun rose high into the sky. I hadn't realized how long I had been running, but never did I stop, not even when Wordsworth tugged on my neck and hissed in my ear.

I had developed a sort of paranoia while running.

Every animalistic noise behind me, every gust of wind, every snap of a twig, they were all Tobi, his red eye blazing with murderous intent. It was what kept me going for so long.

The day had once again gone dark by the time I started loosing steam.

I was absolutely drained of all my energy and the exhaustion of sprinting for an entire day was finally catching up to me.

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't see.

I couldn't think.

So I did the only thing I could.

I collapsed and let the darkness take me.

{SORRY IF THIS ONE SUCKED!!}