It was a bright day, the sun shone at it's peak. You were hanging by the small pond in your village, far from your house. Holding your hand deep into the pond, and when you lifted it, a snake coiled around your arm, though it was harmless. The snake slithered around your neck, it's little head rubbing against your soft cheeks. Time passed by quickly as you spent time outside. The sun was already setting as you ran to your house. To your absolute horror, your parents and siblings had been slaughtered. You checked around your village and everyone was dead. Hot, salty tears streamed down your face as you ran towards the exit of your village, as bad as your luck can get, you bump into a tall man and fall down on your behind. You stare up and see a man with pale-skin and onyx-slitted eyes, blood splattered across his clothes and face. There was also a kid with ash-grey hair and black round glasses standing behind him, his black eyes not betraying any though on his mind. He only looked around 2 years older. And before she knew it, she had passed out and that's when orochimaru took her to his hideout in the sound village. He experimented and placed a curse mark on her that bound her from leaving his place.

3 years later, she was 14 years old now and kabuto was 16 years old now. He had become orochimaru's right-hand man, and she hated him to his guts. She glared at him whenever she got the chance, blamed him for helping a mass-murderer massacre a village and abduct a child. But as she went out on missions more, she started missing kabuto for some reason. Her hatred was slowly turning into something else that she could not let happen at any cost.

This morning, she was resting in her room, drawing in her journal while her pet snake from her homeland hung from her neck. It was also experimented on by accident, during one of kabuto and her fights in orochimaru's lab, they spilled a liquid on the snakes cage. The snake became an albino snake with red-slitted eyes. She was enjoying her time until there was a knock on her door, a familiar sarcastic tone spoke from outside.

may I enter, lily? I need to talk to you about something, and have to conduct my daily checkup.