Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-25687356-20160514223311/@comment-25072069-20160515061457

Looking upon the war memorial statue Seika stayed still, she was alive but at the same time she was dead. Seika had survived but all the ones she cared for were dead. She thought about the scenes over and over in her mind but she could not understand how badly things ended in such little time. First was her sister Sishi… The loss of her was great but she had people to help her fill that void in her heart but little did she know those people would be taken from her as well. The mental trauma she was suffering was way more damaging then the burns that were scattered on her body. In time those would heal… but mind was destroyed corrupted by loneliness, anger and sadness. She hated herself because she could not save anyone or kill anyone, her fathers training was bullshit as far as she could decide and fact of the matter was she was not going to be fighting for a while. She felt limp, but body was being healed but her brain was so numb she did not have the will to move or even push on.



Even her parents were able to see that, other than the fact her wounds were extremely frightening to them the enormous change of demeanour and aura was worst. They were not looking upon the happy and beautifully spirited Seika they raised, they were looking at the crippling pieces of something they could barely recognize. Their daughter would not even speak, it was like her tongue was cut out… She had no words to say, no words to live by any more. She spent whatever time she had crying, she could not even look at her little sister as her young age reminded her of students and how awfully they died; most of the time falling into panic attacks. Of course with her parents and their status they brought in whatever doctor they could, including some of the best psychologists. Diagnosing her with severe depression and post traumatic stress disorder, Seika would need to meet with a shrink every week to make sure she would not do anything stupid… Either way she would get nothing out of Seika, it was like talking to a brick wall.



Today she found herself in a wheel chair with her parents and cousin following her. she was in a long back kimono that was a tad too big for her to hid the fact she had not been eating for the entire week and her hideous burns. The only thing that was visible was her face that was already thinning with the days. You should not be here Seika, you are not ready… Shey’s voice would try to talk to her but she kept silent. All she could think was ‘Shut the fuck up.’



Hearing the out roar Seika’s head lowered and her hair feel over her face making her seem grudge like. She wanted to cry but for the past week thats all she was doing, she had literally ran out of tears. Soon enough they left having a bunch of people in shock as they saw how much she had changed. Not wanting to talk Seika’s finger pointed up towards a large crowd of people telling Shey to move her where. With her hair flipping back she noticed Hitomi’s family which made her body crumple together uncomfortably… Shifting around in her chair she then saw Keldrans father where she weakly pointed towards him. Being moved towards the tall man Seikas eyes where life less as she was put beside the man.



“I… I-I…. Keld-ran… I…” Trying to speak after a week a pure silence to Godric she found herself frustrated, it was like she forgot how to do so. Seika… You are talking, Her mothers eyes widened in fear but also in happiness that her daughter had that going for herself. Seika Dear, I think Godric would like his own space, Ren Sarutobi said carefully as he knew he was there for his son. Looking down at her baggy kimono she frowned and grabbed the silk cloth in her hands feeling herself shake in dispair… She was so stubborn the girl refused to stay in the hospital although she knew she was able to be triggered easily. “Sad…” She proposed a word as she looked up at the male again with her golden eyes, seeming almost like they were fake. They showed nothing anymore… If he was angry and did anything she was ready to take anything, in fact she believed thats what she deserved for everything she was unable to do. Contemplating her death here and there was a part of her diagnosis, however she still wanted to give people that she knew some closure… although it was incredibly hard for her. Seika sighed at she waited for the out look of her Hokage… but at the same time felt a great anger towards him. My Dear Cousin… Shey looked down at his crumbling cousin almost feeling his own self falling from all this pain she was holding together.

