Prolouge: Enter: Setsudan Arashi

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Day in and day out it's the same thing, person after person decides to cause trouble, I step in and stop it. It gets old...a little too fast.

"*sighs*"

My name is Arashi Setsudan, and I am apparently the best ninja bounty hunter there is, according to all the acclaim I get from people nowadays. I am 29 years old; I have blood red hair that is fairly long. I wear a long white and black jacket, with a collared shirt and body armor along with some kick-ass boots. I wear a white Waterfall Village headband that I received as spoils from one of my missions. I also wear a black scarf around the collar of my jacket as well. Oh, and I wear a belt type thing that looks like a triangle with a black dot on it. I was born in the Hidden Cloud Village, and I had a pretty good life there unti I had to leave.

As a boy, I was raised in a poor family, actually, I wasn't raised in a family, I was given up by my mother who was severely ill and died three months later. I was put into the local Cloud Village orphanage where we were allowed to play and eat and everything like normal. I had one friend...but I don't like to talk about him after the "incident", but he had long blue messy hair that was the same length as mine. He wore a bizarre headband on his waist along with some short fish nets and a small jacket-shirt…thing. He also wore some kind of robe around his waist, but whatever. However, I was intent on training, every day I would spar with the practice dummies until either they broke or it was time to go. I developed several of my own techniques while I was there. I was very antisocial, I only really spoke to my one friend, and sometimes Orwen, he was the guy who taught me how to fight.

I think to myself a lot, it relaxes me. I don't enjoy many of the monetary things that pleasure people in life. I seek for thrill and excitement and most of all...killing. I have a rather, bloodthirsty temper when I am, well when I was in the field. I wouldn't stop for no reason, I did what I had to do to get the job done. After a while in the orphanage, I was adopted by a great master in the ninja arts. He was just what I had hoped for as a parental figure. He trained me to the fullest and taught me many of his techniques and skills along the way. I eventually bested even him with my strength and expertize. It was then that I was allowed to set off on my own and make a future for myself...but I was only 13, sadly. Finding work was hard, especially for someone my age.

When I was about 14, I received a letter, a very abrupt one, from the lady that looked after me when I was about 4. It was about someone named Keira saying that I was meant to look after her or something as her godparent. However at the time I thought it was retarded and through it out. I never forgot the name, Keira, however. I'm curious to know as to whom that might be but...I guess it's a minor setback as to what my real problem is. Like i said before I am severely bored with my job right now. I started bounty hunting after I became an official Jonin of the Cloud Village when I was was 15.

After that certain incident in my life occured, nearly traumatizing me for life, I left the Hidden Cloud Village. I moved to the Waterfall village far to the south, where I was an unknown. Ever since then, the identity of my real birthplace was long forgotten. I started wearing the Waterfall Village headband and people just assume I was born there. I was always going it solo; never working with others, besides my temper scared them away anyway. For 5 of my 14 years on the job in counting, I was having a blast, ninja after ninja, blood raining after every kill, so exhilarating. But just recently I have discovered that the light once sparked in me has become very dim, I long for the days of my youth but fear that they may be lost in a history of blood and anguish...

Today...is a new day...not different, but new. The familiar sound of my wind chimes waking me up in the morning. Peaceful yet it has grown tiresome at times...I live in the Waterfall Village in a condo off on a cliff which I call, Gale's Rock. Here is where I constructed my special Kunai which I named Hurricia. It has a special wind veil enveloping it much like myself which prevents it from getting wet and gives it an extra..."kick," if I may say. As I make my way to the usual bulletin board where I get my assignments...I notice a poster nailed to a pole on one of the local ramen shops.

Urgent!

Evil monster wreaking havoc!

Assistance is necessary!

Please save us from this demonic being!

All, if Anyone, Please HELP US!

~THIS HAS BEEN A MIST VILLAGE URGENT REQUEST~

*Hmm...this seems, interesting. Hehe, maybe this has been just what I've been looking for.*

As I read this to myself, a smile came upon my face, finally a chance to relive the thrill of my youth. I rush back to my estate to gather all the materials needed. My kunai...and that's about it really, I never need much so this shouldn't be different. As I make my departure I wave a silent goodbye to my formidable home for now. I should return, hopefully, within the month. My path to re-enlightenment begins...now.