Hello. You do not know me, but I know you. You may call me sir, but once youre ready, you will call me leader. until then, I am your master. Hopefully you will become members of Akatsuki, if you survive. Those were to be the first words he said to me, to any of the next three months, I was to be the broken, bloody, defeated new recruit. I am Amaia, and this is my personal story of getting into Akatsuki.
As I walked through town, I never thought I would get noticed, let alone accepted into the new ninja school. The neat, cruel village of Kohona could never accept me. As I walked up to the academy, I saw Uzumaki with his proud arrogant grin boasting about being the best ninja ever. And Mr. Emo himself, Duckbut Uchiha listening to the blond-haired brat . You might think I'm being cruel, lying, or just plain wrong. But at least they have friends, homes, and lives. Me? I was just the poor beggar girl on the street, beaten and abused by her family, Hell's little outcast. And why, you ask? No reason. And I couldnt just put on a happy face, one look at a fist sent me bawling. I was pathetic. But I walked right up to that school as if my life depended on it. I got cut off by a man in a cloak. He was fearsome, with piercings through the bridge of his nose, and grey eyes that saw right through me. He put out his right hand and grabbed my ratted dreads. Quietly, that only I could hear, the thin lips moved, "Stay silent." I then saw nothing, and awoke in a large cave with 6 others just like me.
This is an oc story. if you want to be one of the six, fill this out. this is all for your character not you
Name (for character):
backstory
how you got here
if you are skinny of something like that ( you are not fat dammit(nothing against fat people, but not many fat dudes on naruto)
personality(why)