I wake up to the light filtering into my room through my blinds. I have a headache so severe the whole world seems like its shaking. The last thing I remember is a truck speeding right at me, its headlights like mini suns, light up the road at night.

Just as I get out of bed, pain racks my brain and my eyes unfocus, as memories assault me. My name in this life is Yamanaka Kaito. I am an orphaned Genin in Konoha and part of the Yamanaka clan. The third ninja world war was in full bloom, and I was going to join the front lines in only one month. Thought raced through my head as I put on my clothes. I put on my clothes and walked out if my one bedroom apartment. That's when the voices assaulted me. From all around me I could hear the thoughts of people walking by me.

"I wonder where I should train today" says the loudest voice of them all.

I whip my head recognize and head of silver hair I recognize as the future copy ninja and sixth Hokage, Kakashi. I would have paid more attention to this character I had seen on my TV every time I watched my favorite anime, but I was too distracted to worry about that. I fall to my knees and cover my ears as the voices proved to be too much for me. This however, didn't help at all as I realized this wasn't just voices that as I was hearing but thoughts. My mind reeled as it tried to process the bombardment of information flooding into me. I decided to try to clear my mind and focus only on quite and to block out all the agonizing voices around me, and after ten minutes it finally works. I shakily stand up and dust off my knees when with a start I realize that my only hope at survival is to train as hard as I can in this month. With that thought in mind I decide to follow Kakashi and see if I can gain any knowledge from him that might teach me a better way to defend myself. After all I am just a weak Genin, only knowing the three basic academy jutsu as I was not of direct enough blood to learn any clan techniques with my weak merit. As I look around to follow Kakashi, I realize he had vanished from my sight. I try to use my newfound ability to read minds in a hope I would be able to get a lock on him. I put all my effort in and fanally using half my chakra I am able to sense him a block away still thinking about training.

I have to stop senseing him as his thoughts were too disoreantating for me at the moment and try to follow after him. From afar I see him and slow down as to not pay attention. After a few blocks of following him, I see him slip into a dark alleyway. I walk into the alley way I had seen him in moments before and realize I had lost him. Just then I felt the cold steel of a kunai on my throat, and the cold simple command from behind me "Don't move a muscle if you value your life".

This is my first ever fanfic and If you have any suggestions I would be endlessly grateful to hear them. Ten comments or one power stone (not from me) and I will write a new chapter. Thanks