Welcome to the Devil's Den

It all happened in a flash. Fukitsu's Great Fireball technique backfired, engulfing both her and her sister within the conflagration. Just now regaining consciousness, she was in tremendous pain, burns surrounding her body ranging from first to second degree. As her vision began to clear up, a blurred image came to life, revealing a tragic realization; Her sister was dead, nearly charred by the fireball. Crawling in agonizing pain and agony, Fukitsu made her way to her sister's body, lifeless and scarred by the flames. Her eyes were as wide as the sun and burned just as hot with sadness. As the tears drowned her eyes, she felt the awakening of something intense; Slowly, her eyes began to show pigments of red. Within that moment, a single tomoe drew itself into both of her eyes. Her Sharingan was awakened. In agonizing sadness, she dropped her head onto her sister's chest, sobbing loudly and uncontrollably over her death. What she did not know was her actions were witnessed by two individuals; Orochimaru and Kabuto, two missing-nin of dangerous renown. Within an instant, she felt dizzy, her vision fading as her eyes grew heavy; Kabuto had sedated her with an anesthetic.

Fukitsu awakened to a smell most foul, like flesh was rotting and blood was left flowing to its own devices. As she regained consciousness, she found herself in a cell. Looking around were many others; Each of them a prisoner having been taken by Orochimaru and Kabuto. As she gripped onto the bars, she kneeled down, still trying to process her sister's death. She felt mentally weak, and the pungent aromas weren't helping at all. Walking over to the nearby toilet, she ducked her head over the bowl, vomiting from the intense smells. As she finished, she was almost tempted to take a deep breath, but the smell prevented her from doing so and only invoked more feelings of nausea. Not wanting to throw up again, she held herself down, forcefully swallowing the vomit that tried to make its way up.