Name: Tsuki Senjo(Moon Fairy)

Age: 14

Clan: The members of the Senjo Clan have unique affinities with the elements and many symbolic objects. They are stronger when their affinity is within a range.

Weapons: Basic kunai and shuriken. Uniquely made bow with hand-crafted arrows. She's also skilled in Taijutsu.

Affinity: The Moon, particularly the Full Moon.

Chapter One:

~3rd POV

"Is she ready?" Might Guy looked at the Hokage expectantly.

"She has progressed swiftly," Hiruzen Sarutobi stated. "In merely a week, she has reached the same level as your students."

"She must be a quick learner to have that," Guy commented.

"She is very strong, indeed. Because of this, I've decided that she will join your team from here on out."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" asked Guy. "With her and Neji on the same team..."

"They'll have to know of their future soon enough. They should know of each other first."

Guy hummed an agreement, but still had a look of uncertainty upon his face. "Has she said anything?" he asked, changing the topic.

"Not a word," Hiruzen sighed. "I'm afraid that her past has scarred her permanently. Which leads to the question, how will she communicate with the rest of the team?"

"Leave that to me, sir," Guy assured. "I may have an idea that will help both situations."

"Have you?" Hiruzen seemed interested, but continued. "Then I expect to see Neji briefly tomorrow during your training session with your students. Until then, I leave Tsuki in your hands, Guy. Then, her life will be in the hands of Neji."

~Tsuki's POV

I sat, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I adjusted the bow in my hair slightly, then combed my fingers through my silky, blue hair. I hardly recognized the girl in the mirror. I haven't seen my own reflection for 6 years. The shinobi who rescued me one week ago all said I was beautiful for being a captive. Some of them said this, while the rest of them argued how harsh their comments were considering my past and experiences. I was still discouraged of however beautiful I was by my pointed ears, but I was proud to be a Senjo. For all I know, I was the last Senjo to live.

A knock at the door signaled I had company. I didn't speak or even move. I haven't spoken a word in about 6 years, give or take. Whoever was at the door could come or go, I didn't care. If they needed to see me so badly, they'd just walk right in after they did. It was one of the shinobi who rescued me, Might Guy. Behind him was someone I've known all my life, the 3rd Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi. I trusted both of them to this day, the only two people I can trust at the moment.

"Tsuki, it is time for you to meet your new team," Grandpa Sarutobi told me.

I looked at him ruefully, then turned my head towards the mirror again, looking downcast. I didn't want to meet anyone. The more people I met, the more people I'd have to be wary around until I was actually able to trust them.

"Don't worry, Tsuki," Guy-Sensei said reassuringly, flashing that toothy grin he gave me the day he rescued me. "My team will treat you graciously, or so help me I'll make them run 200 laps around the village."

The fact that he said his team made it a little better. If Guy-Sensei could trust them, so could I, I suppose. I'll just have to find that out on my own.