it was quite a normal day of training. I had continued to work on the gentle fist move I had been working on for several months. It was coming along very nicely, although everything turned for the worst when I saw my father, his face even more severe than normal. I knew something bad was going to happen. "Come, Hinata." He ordered in his normal serious voice. I followed him as I normally would have done only a little more reluctantly today. He led me into the clans training room. Where father trained Hanabi every day.
"Sit." He ordered and I sat in the woven chair facing him then I noticed Hanabi was sitting next to him. He cleared his throat, "As you know Hinata. Usually only the first born of the main branch family is the next in line for being head of the clan." I nodded my head silently. "But, you are deemed a failure and you do not possess the strength to lead the clan. You're sister therefore will be head of the clan." I blink back tears. He always calls me a failure but it hurts the most when it regards my lack of strength. But what he said next truly shocked me. "so, as it is that you are not leading the clan it is of no use to waste space and time looking after you. I will apply the curse seal to you and the other branch members will be you're guardians while I train Hanabi." I start crying. Then my anger truly comes out of me in a series of shouts. "How can you do this? I'm supposed to be you're daughter and you treat me like I'm a bother to live! You are a terrible father who only cares about the daughter he wants and not about the daughter he has! I really hate you from the bottom of my heart!" and with that, before he can grab me to call me terrible things, I run away from the clan. I run up until the barrier and lie that I'm on a delivery mission. They open the gate for me I run as fast as I can away from the village. my terrible home left behind. after a solid hour of running and jogging I sit on a log, take a breath and let more tears out. I truly hate my father and I just want to be who I am but he always insults me about my pitiful abilities and my failure at being the head of the clan. But my thoughts get broken by an old man walking up to me and saying, "Hello dear girl. What ever is the matter?" I couldn't bring myself up to telling him what just happened to I just say, "I'm lost." He looked so cheerful and nice I couldn't help smiling at him. He had glasses with blue eyes hidden behind them and blackish-silver hair that was I little bit past his ears. And he was wearing a green bandanna across his forehead. "Well, where do you're parents live." I shudder. Now I have to tell him the truth.
"well, it started with my father…