Naruto hodgepodge

Deep in the cave of Akatsuki, the conversation between the two ninjas echoed in the silence.

Deidara was asking Scorpion: "Hey, Master Scorpion."

Scorpion was concentrating on arranging the new puppet. His movements were meticulous and precise, as if every detail contained profound meaning. "What is it?" Scorpion's answer was brief and cold. Apart from the work in his hands, nothing else could attract his attention.

Deidara didn't care and continued to ask: "Why did Orochimaru leave Akatsuki?"

Scorpion stopped what he was doing and was silent for a while, thinking about the snake that disgusted him. Finally, he slowly spoke: "Because Itachi dumped me."

Deidara seemed a little dissatisfied with this answer. He curled his lips and said, "What are you talking about..."

Scorpion continued: "Orochimaru developed a reincarnation technique that can transform the body of another into his own. I heard that he wanted to use this technique to take over Itachi's body, but failed. After that, Orochimaru kept replacing his young and powerful body, intending to gain immortality."

Deidara's words were full of contempt and ridicule for Orochimaru's behavior. He thought that pursuit was extremely boring. "Huh, so boring. The beauty of a fleeting moment is valuable." He firmly believed that only a short and brilliant explosion could represent true aesthetics.

Scorpion thought completely differently. He retorted coldly: "Humph, what's the point of something that is fleeting? Only permanent beauty that does not decay has value." In his eyes, eternal and unchanging beauty is his ultimate goal, just like these puppets he created that never decay.

Deidara was dissatisfied but didn't continue: "Hmph, Master Scorpion, let me take charge of the mission in Sakura Country this time. I want to show my art well."

Although they pursue different things, Scorpios don’t mind if they can just take it easy: “It’s up to you.”

In a shabby little house in Kusagakure Village, the dim light flickered, reflecting the desolation of the whole room. Karin's mother, Uzumaki Yuran, was as pale as paper, with eyes full of reluctance and determination.

"Karin, I'm leaving first." Her voice was thin as a thread, but it was filled with unquestionable firmness.

Karin's tears burst out instantly, and she cried, "No, didn't I tell you that I'm not feeling well? Mom, don't go!"

On the side, Kusagakure's jonin Xuanlang urged coldly: "Hurry up, don't dawdle. This is for the village."

Uzumaki Yulan gently stroked her daughter's cheek, with a gleam of determination in her eyes: "Karin, use your mother's ability to help everyone. This is the exchange condition for staying in the village."

"But, Mom..." Karin's crying became even more miserable.

"I'll be back soon." A trace of pity flashed in Uzumaki Yulan's eyes, but she still closed the door cruelly, and disappeared from Karin's sight with Xuanlang's figure.

"Mom..." Karin sat on the ground helplessly, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

On a moonlit night, Xuanlang appeared at the door of Karin's house again. His voice was as cold as iron: "Stand up and follow me."

Karin was forcibly dragged to the hospital of Kusagakure Village by Xuanlang. The scene before her terrified her: wounded people were everywhere and wailing sounds were heard one after another.

"Where is this place?" Karin's voice trembled.

"We suffered heavy casualties due to the surprise attack." Xuanlang's voice was emotionless. "There are countless wounded in the village now. Your mother alone is not enough."

Karin was dragged through the hospital. Suddenly, she saw a person lying on the bed. The familiar figure made her heart tighten. She broke free from Xuanlang's hands and ran over. When she saw that it was indeed her mother, her heart instantly broke into thousands of pieces. Her mother was no longer breathing, and her whole body was covered with bite wounds. It was horrible to see.

"Mom..." Karin squatted down and burst into tears.

Xuanlang came over and pulled her up mercilessly: "This is the only way to protect the village. It's a pity to lose your mother, but there are more wounded waiting to be treated."

He pulled Karin and pushed open another door, where the wounded were also struggling in pain.

The ninja from the Kusagakure Medical Department came over and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Too slow, where is that woman?"

"Dead." Xuanlang replied coldly, "From now on, this guy will take her place."

The medical ninja looked at Karin and said, "This little girl? Can she do it?"

"This is that woman's daughter, and she has the same ability." Xuanlang's words made Karin feel despair.

She tried to run away, but was held tightly by Xuanlang. The medical ninja came forward, grabbed her hand and dragged her inside.

"No, let me go, no!" Karin's cries echoed in the night sky.

Xuanlang's cold voice rang in her ears: "We took in a homeless person like you, but you have to earn your own food."

Karin's heart was broken, she knew she could no longer escape this tragic fate. In this miserable and dark Kusagakure Village, she would be forced to take over her mother's position and use her immature abilities to treat the wounded, while her heart was filled with endless pain and despair.

A wounded ninja was lying in a crude medical clinic, his face pale, sweat and tears mixed together, he kept moaning: "It hurts, damn it, it hurts so much..."

The ninjas in the medical department are busy and indifferent. They know very well that life is fragile and impermanent in this troubled world. At this time, their eyes are focused on a little girl - Karin, a little girl with special healing abilities.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon." A ninja from the medical department pulled Karin to the injured person and tried to comfort her, but there was only fear and helplessness in Karin's eyes.

"Don't..." Karin's voice was so thin that she stepped back in fear, but the ninja from the medical department held her arm tightly, "Come on, bite it quickly."

"Please, don't do this..." Karin's tears fell like pearls from a broken string, she begged, but the only response she got was the wounded man's open mouth, biting her arm hard.

The pain surged like a tide, and Karin was almost suffocated by the pain. However, this was just the beginning. She was forced to deal with one wounded person after another. Their wounds and their pain were healed through her body. Every time a wounded person bit her, she could feel the passing of life and the transmission of pain.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the land with a silvery white. Xuanlang stood in the snow, looking at Karin's thin figure, and said indifferently: "I have sent your mother home. From tomorrow on, even if no one calls you, remember to go to the hospital and wait."

Wearing thin clothes, Karin walked towards home in despair. Her footprints were left in the snow, each of which seemed to be the scars in her heart that could not be healed. She returned home and looked at her dead mother, whose body was covered with bite wounds, and she was the same now. She cried bitterly at home, but crying could not change her fate.

In the days that followed, Karin was sent to the hospital every day, bitten by people one by one, and used her body to heal the wounded one by one. The ninjas in the medical department commanded her like a tool, not a flesh-and-blood person.

"Over there, send some more chakra."

"Well... forget it, there's no hope. Let's go over there."

"Don't dawdle, come here."

"Hey, that guy can be cured with medicine."

"Very well, continue."

Karin was desperately bitten by one person after another, and her arms, shoulders, face, and legs were all covered with scars. She became a living treatment tool, without dignity and freedom.

Every night, when the clinic was quiet, Karin would hide in a corner, crying quietly and licking her wounds. Her innate ability allowed her to barely survive, but this ability also became her curse.

"Hey, get to work." The cold voice of the ninja from the medical department sounded again, and Karin dragged her wounded body and walked with difficulty. She knew that another round of pain and torture was waiting for her.

In such days, Karin's mind gradually became twisted. She began to hate the world, the village, and those who used her. She longed for power, longed to be able to get rid of it all, and longed to be able to decide her own destiny. However, reality is cruel. She is just a weak girl, played by fate. She can't resist, she can only bear it silently. Her heart is full of darkness and despair, and she is in the endless abyss of Kusagakure.