Before you read the prologue please keep in mind that this my first story and it may seem a little rushed!

if you do not like my story then leave. Nobody is forcing you to read.

I accept positive criticism

disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do own my OC's Kuro and Hijouna.

Prologue

"You've failed again...Hijouna."

A women spoke with disappointment and anger laced in her voice. The woman had fair skin and long pitch black hair with bangs framing her face. Her eyes were an icy blue.

Who was she speaking to?

She was speaking to her daughter who struggled to stand on the wooden floor in front of her. Exhausted, covered in bruises and gashes from the brutal training regime her mother, Kuro, put her through. The girl was around 7 years old. She was wearing a plain white long sleeved shirt stained with blood and a long yellow gold skirt that was torn around the edges. She had snow white hair that reached just above her shoulders with bangs framing her face, ice blue eyes and fair skin like her mother. She also had strange white markings around her eyes that resembled white eye shadow and 3 large bloody gashes over her left eye that would soon leave a permanent scar.

"I-I'm sorry...m-mother...I-I-I didn't mean to-

Slap!

"Aahh!"

The force of the slap made Hijouna topple to the ground.

"Enough! I don't want to hear anymore of your pathetic excuse!" Kuro shouted infuriated with Hijouna whom was clutching the side of her face in pain.

"I fed you, bathed you, clothed you, and this is the thanks I get?! I could have just killed you the moment you were born, you ungrateful brat!"

"M-Mother I'm sorry! I-I-I promise I won't fail you a-

Hijouna was harshly cut off when her mother grabbed her by the hair, dragging her out of the clan compound Hijouna's father built and into the raging blizzard outside.

"Ow! Ow! Mother you're hurting me!" Hijouna cried, trying to free her self from her mothers grasp.

"Shut up!" Kuro shouted before holding Hijouna up by her hair and looking into her eyes. " You're a pathetic excuse for a Shinobi! I gave you power! I gave you the power of a demon and you're still the same worthless brat you were when you were born!" Tears began streaming down Hijouna's face.

"You are not worthy of my love!"

Before Hijouna could react to her mothers harsh words, she felt a pressure on the back of her neck.

Kuro released Hijouna, watching as her little body fell to the ground.

Before Hijouna drifted into unconsciousness, her mother muttered just loud enough for her to hear,

" It's your fault you're in this situation, Hijouna. If you weren't so weak then maybe he would still be here."