A whistle in the wind caught Kiya's attention. She let out a soft sigh of annoyance before silently reaching for the katana tucked neatly into the sash around her waist. Her fingers touched the handle and curled themselves around it. "Clever rogue." An older female voice called.

Kiya let out a short, half-hearted laugh. "If that's what you want to call it, sure." She grinned sadisticly, her silver eyes darkening to a slightly blacker shade. "I'm not any more clever than any other ninja, but my senses are much more... accurate... I guess you could say."

This young ninja was only fourteen years old, but her short past was something no child, no one at all, should have to bear. She watched her mothers death, and according to the killer, Kiya was the reason. She avenged her mother and fled her village, her warm innocent nature frozen to an icey wasteland of a soul. She was now a heartless fighter, or at least, thats what everyone else thought.

A short, red haired ninja decended from the trees. She was dressed in black and dark purple clothing, unlike Kiya. Kiya wore a short dress with leggings, a hood and a sash around her waist to hold her weapons. "Are you ready to fight, child?" The woman asked.

"Nah, I don't want to waste my time on you." Kiya smirked, turning and running the other way, full power on chakara boost.

Her plan was pretty simple. Run. Tire them out. Kiya had loads of stamina, and she could keep running for hours after someone else would collapse in fatigue, even if they were on chakara boost like her.

Out of nowhere, a boy appeared in front of her. Kiya gasped in shock and smashed into him, head on. Her silver eyes turned pitch black in anger as she picked herself off of the ground. "Watch where your going!" She scolded, swurving around to face the female ninja that would soon arrive. And she did. With backup.

"You are quite the runaway, girl." The red-head said, not looking even the slightest bit tired. "You need to learn to face your enemies. You used to be able to kill easily, and now look at you, pitiful little Kiya."

"Who the heck are all of you?" The blonde haired boy questioned in a loud, obnoxious voice.

Ignoring the boy's words, Kiya laughed again. "I'd kill you too if I wanted to. Unfortunately, I made someone a promise, and it's a promise I intend to keep."