With cracking and creaking, his puppet transformed so it no longer represented the shape of an unfortunate Shinobi. A fatal, slaughter device replaced it now. Hand crafted from the finger tips of a man, and the mind of a monster. Sasori's careful eyes stared back at us, his easy smirk settling on his face. The man's mocha eyes shaded in mockery, and challenge, "Come on now, don't keep me waiting." - After the mysterious return of Sasori of the Red Sand. Sakura Haruno finds herself centered in a quest of dangerous ambition. Locked in mission with the Master of Puppets himself, she begins to unwind the truth from the nightmare told for over 15 years. A dark power threatens to collapse everything she knows, and the clock is counting down her fate. His fate. With nothing but the infamous Akatsuki with his own plans, an iron fist, and the fate of their world in a villanous hand. The only thing left to do is trust herself and follow her ninja way. (NOT A SASORIXSAKURA)