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“She shouldn’t be alive,” the medic whispered.
“Is she a survivor?” the ANBU asked.
Sakumo Hatake stood over the child—blood-caked, silent, eyes shut tight. Her chakra was wrong. Ancient. Buried under seals the best couldn’t read.
Her fingers twitched.
“No,” he said quietly. “She’s not a survivor.”
He looked at her again—really looked. The ragged blond hair, the whisker marks, the stillness that wasn’t fear but memory.
“She’s the warning we didn’t understand.”
He exhaled.
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