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Prologue: The Creation of a Shinobi
Deep in a forest somewhere in the Land of Fire, Orochimaru entered into one of his many bases. He expertly navigated through the corridors until he came upon his favorite room, one that contained many tanks with children in them.
Orochimaru hissed, "How are the two doing?"
A sound ninja turned around and greeted him, "ah, Orochimaru-sama. Very well, they should regain consciousness in a couple more hours. It's incredible that they survived the application of those marks, though. The other 99,998 died within a day. It could only mean that all the genes have mixed together perfectly in them."
Orochimaru smirked. "That simply means we've weeded out the weak ones. The other ones weren't fit to become my body. It seems only these two have the correct combination of genes to become truly strong, withstanding the marks at an age of six months means they'll be extremely powerful in a short amount of time." Orochimaru looked at the two young boys floating in the tank. "We'll begin their training in six months. They need to grow strong, so I can be strong.
5 years later
"Experiment 2,059! I want you to attack those shinobi now!" The Sound ninja in charge barked at the little blue-haired boy. The little boy looked up at him. "But they haven't done anything to me, they're sound ninja too! Why would I want to kill them?" the other boy with red hair raced past him and slaughtered the shinobi with his bare hands. "Because" the boy stated coldheartedly, "it's fun. And it shows off your power. But, you don't like power, do you wimp? It frightens you that you could kill someone so much bigger than you with a mere tap. You-"
"That's enough, 1,289." The ninja gave him a look that could kill" I am in charge around here. I will handle disciplining experiment 2,059, and furthermore-"
"It's Shojin."
The ninja stopped talking and blinked at the little boy. "What?"
"My name. It's Shojin." He stated.
The ninja narrowed his eyes at him. "You have no name, only a number. You do not exist as a person, only a container for Lord Orochimaru's great spirit." He smirked coldly "You may not even be chosen. Chances are experiment 1,289 will be." He sighed, "alright, go back to your rooms, tomorrow is the big day."
The next day
Shojin got up early that morning and pulled on his ninja gear. He crept quietly out of his room and into the corridors of the cave that had been his home for almost 6 years. He moved silently, using camouflaging jutsu's when he needed to avoid other Sound ninja. Finally, he reached the outside. He immediately was confused by the sunlight. "wha? What is that? It's so bright… this place… it smells… so nice.." his thoughts were interrupted by the alarm going off in the base "I better get moving" he leaped off into the trees, in the direction of Konoha.