It had been days since the Shinobi war had ended. However at the last moment Sakura let down her guard. A survivor from. The enemy's side cast some type of jutsu on her and she disappeared, earning shouts from her teammates, friends and senseis.

Sakura woke up feeling cold with a startle. "Am I dead?"

"I don't think I am!"

She looked around and only grew more and more confused. What were these moving blocks on the ground? So much noise too! People were dressed so strangely and were looking at some kind of rectangular block.

Sakura felt scared. She wanted nothing more than to go back to her world. But she knew that wouldn't be possible yet.

She decided she'd have to look around first before she did anything. Gaining info was top priority. Sakura's senses were heightened.

Minutes later, she sat on a bench in shock. "It's the year 2019?!" "It feels like a dream!"

"Hey nice Sakura cosplay!" Someone shouted.

Sakura wanted to ignore him, because she had no idea what the fool was talking about. But then she realized he said her name.

"I am Sakura!" She yelled, feeling pissed as she punched the ground. The cracks earned looks from people.

She sat feeling hopeless on where to go when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

She looked up. "Who are you?"