as i ran i sheathed my katana not wanting to fall on it if i triped... nothing that i did made a diffrence it was always going to be like that i thought as i ran deeper into the froest if i try to fight i'll just be told to leave, if i just stay there watching then my friends will die, i'll never be able to do anything... so maybe... i wasn't meant... to do anything... maybe i am meant to die... NO I CANT THINK LIKE THAT... IM NOT GOING TO LET MY DREAM COME TRUE... i thought as i jumped into a tree pulling out a kunai knife in the process and throwing it at the tree, so to mark i had been there.