amalgamation

Moving the few strands of hair out of my eyes, I looked up at the gray sky between the branches of an old tree that I was sitting under. It had been raining for quite some time, not to mention it's been cold. I only had the clothes on my back, a mask, and a sword. No money and no food. My headband hung from a branch, reflecting the earth around it. I yawned and stretched. I wasn't going to move because there were only a few trees out where I was. The ground was hard and cold and I wished it had been warmer. Rubbing my nose I looked up to find it foggy again lightly raining, then sighing out, "Well I better practice." Picking up my sword I go and look for a pitiful excuse for a tree to go beat up.
Walking some ways sneezing and muttering how much I hated the cold, I finally got to an oak tree. Gracefully pulling out my sword I hacked and sliced at the tree until it was completely unrecognizable. With little sweat on my brow I was done "practicing" for the day. I was only a little warmer than I was when I started. I sighed and went back to my spot. A little trail of steam-ish stuff trailed behind me, breathing normal I could see my breath, making little rings to amuse myself as I went back to my spot.

"Let's just hope that I fall a sleep before I die." I huddled against the tree knowing that I couldn't start a fire because of my lack of flints and the abundance of damp wood. Gently closing my eyes while hoping for a warm place to move to I drifted off into sleep. To my surprise I woke up feeling something warm around me. Slowly opening up my eyes, I saw that it was a black cloak with red clouds on it. I had little knowledge on who it belonged to, but being selfish I didn't really care. I saw a person with long blond hair standing three feet to the east from me. I made a little shaky sigh saying in it's own words, "I'm still cold." The person didn't move its body from its stance but turned their head to look at me. Bright blue eyes penetrated me as what I thought was a female moved closer. I didn't move much but watched him grow closer observing her movements, she didn't walk like a girl nor did she have hips. So being risky I quickly decided that she was a he.

He knelt down and put his thumb under my chin lifting up my head. I was calm because I was groggy and didn't really care if he killed me or not. He observed my face until he got bored and said something.

"So you're the notorious Shienna, un?"

With a puzzled look I said, "Never knew I was notorious." He laughed.

"Well a missing ninja like yourself would be hated for leaving, and seeing you have no place to stay…. Not to mention your power is exquisite. You should come with me, un." Sighing and looking down I said, "I left because they hated me anyways. They wouldn't miss me but fear me more." My face was solemn as I had a dazed look glaze my eyes.

"So would you like to join me un?" with a confused tone I said, "What for?" his face grew soft and said, "To be taken in to a place that you would belong in and no one would fear you or hate you, un." Suspiciously I said, "How much do you know about me?" his soft expression faded into a mischievous smile and came close to my ear whispering,

"More than you know about yourself, un." I should have freaked out and ran, but I was numbed by his words.

"Hm… so you know I would only trust few people." He backed up and looked into my eyes and nodded his head, "Yeah." His head games made me have to think harder on why he was really looking for me.

"So how would I know that if you took me in you wouldn't use me then kill me when you were done?" He looked hurt by my words.

"We wouldn't kill you, un." I sighed and reluctantly said, "Fine, I'll go with you. Just don't pull anything funny." I thought over and over in my head that it was a bad idea, I didn't know what I was getting into but my other judgment was tugging at go along for the ride and see where it takes you. He smiled and got up putting out a hand for me to also get up. I took his hand, got up, grabbing my sword and mask. I had a funny feeling when I grabbed his hand. We walked for a while then came to a paper smooth bird. He got on it and put out a hand again. Reluctantly grabbing his hand and cringed when I grabbed it but pulled myself up.