The rain poured down on Konoha as if it would never end. Raindrops dripped off of soaked leaves on the tall willow trees. No playful chirping filled the air as all the birds were hiding from the disastrous downpour. Every villager hid indoors like a scolded child hid from its parents. All except a group of ninja with misery etched in their facial expressions. Some were bleeding and others were hunched in pain. The only sounds heard were the pounding rain and the short heavy puffs coming out of the standing ninjas mouths. Why were they like this and why was one of the ninjas no longer standing proudly with a smile on his face? Was he alive or was his body slowly losing function in a place where no one could retrieve him?
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Introduction
It was a nice summer day in Konoha. The sun-baked roads were covered in dust as the day went on. Busy villagers talked to one another while some shopped with their young ones. The academy stood tall with noise bustling from every inch while the students learned to fight with physical and mental strength like every ninja wannabe would. Everything was perfect for everyone, except the hokage who was massaging her aching hand from all the paperwork that had to be done. Otherwise, everything was as it should be.
A ninja with bright yellow hair wearing a black and orange jacket with orange pants ran towards an open field where two other ninjas sat waiting. One had raven black hair and an expressionless face. He was also wearing a white top that opened up in the center with black pants. The other had short pink hair that spiked at the edges. Her outfit included a knee length red dress that cuts down the middle at the waistline. Underneath the dress were shorts that went to her knees. She was the one that caught the yellow haired ninja's eyes the most.
Each ninja had a personal story. They varied from happy to miserable, golden to hapless, and even lively to deadly. Many of the ninja's lives were ended early and some still hope for the perfect ending like in fairy tales. But in the real world, there are no fairy tales and no heroes always appearing at the very last moment to save the damsel in distress. This world was cruel and harsh and never appeared to turn out right, but once in a while, a life was saved or someone had a smile instead of a frown.