Yays I'm going to try and do a long term one so help me out if u could for ideas. I'm going to be using some of my own characters to so…..yeah. hope u like it and leave lots of reviews. But no flaming. If u don't lik this then don't review easy as that.

Prologue:

The earliest memories I can recall are of pain and suffering, of destruction and death. Those are the earliest I can remember from. The only feelings I could remember. Anything else seemed to be sealed away in my mind. Any earlier ones of family or friends where completely gone from my memories. I just couldn't seem to remember.

Then I finally seemed to wake up from my life of those feelings. Those nightmares. Where I started my true beginning in life.

When I woke to my true beginning all I could remember was my name and those flashes of the pain and destruction. I was in a clearing in the forest that I latter found out surrounded a village. I remember having a katana with me that had an embroilment of a snake and a cloud on it. It was red and black with the embroilments lined with white. I remember feeling lost and alone. I remember walking for what seemed like days but where only a couple of hours. I remember when I was found by a shinobi of the village. I remember him bending down and wiping away some of the dirt on my face. I remember his gentle smile when he asked who I was and where my parents where. I remember his sadden look he gave me when I said I could not remember anything except my name. I remember when he asked if I wanted to come with him to his village and I remember my spirits soaring when I said yes. I remember him smiling again and picking me up saying everything would be okay. I remember believing him and feeling happy, the first time I could recall ever feeling that. Then I remember nothing but sleep.

When I woke up the first thing I saw was a white ceiling and walls. I sat up and realized that I was in a bed in some strange place. I kept a cool head though and looked around the place, evaluating the room and situation. Then I remembered my katana and looked frantically around the room for it. I might have been a little to young to use it but it was the only thing that may connect me to my past. Then I heard the door open to my room and I swiftly looked up to meet the eyes of the shinobi who had saved me. He smiled at me and asked how I was doing. I said fine but I could see behind his smile was filled with worry. I did not know why he would feel that until I saw the other three men behind him.

Two of them seemed to be tensed as if waiting for and attack while they also wore the same clothes and masks on there faces (think of the ANBU outfit and you got it). The one on the right had a mask of a cat and the other a fox. It seemed that they where struggling with something that I could not see at my angle. The other men though seemed to hold himself in a high, dominate way that demanded respect. He had robes on and a funny looking hat on. His face was cool and collective and showed barley any emotions. He seemed to be older then the others in his mid to later forties.

"I have a few questions for you girl" he said in a harsh tone.

It seemed he was trying to intimidate me but I was not going to fall for it just because I was young.

I looked him right in the eye and asked "Yeah? Well what ya want gramps?"

I smirked on the inside when I felt the temperature drop. It seems I had found a weak point.

The nice shinobi quickly told me to respect my elders but I just retorted that those who want to respect must earn it and gramps there had not earned it from me. To say they where surprised was an understatement. They all looked at me in shock that I had just respected the old man.

We stayed in an awkward silence until the thing that the ANBU where holding back started pulling very strongly. It pulled them far enough so I could now see that it was my katana. With out really thinking I simply raised my palm towards it and shouted "Kashou!"

My katana instantly set ablaze making the two ANBU yelp in surprise and drop it. It flew straight towards my outstretched hand and stopped burning once it touched me. I instantly pulled it close to me, not wanting to let go of my only possession again.

"Hmm interesting." The old man said with this weird gleam in his eye. "Have you ever had any ninja experience before? Do you belong to a bloodline group (sorry I know that that has a proper name but I can't remember it)?"

I just looked at him griping my katana closer to me.

Seeing as I was not going to answer him the shinobi that saved me spoke up,

"Sir, when I first found her I asked if she could give me any information about herself, she said that she could not remember anything other than her name."

"Hmmm. So she is an orphan?"

"It appears that way sir."

"Very well."

He seemed to have a bit of a sadistic smile crawl over his face as he turned to me and asked the question that would take hold of my future.

"Well, since it seems that you have no memory of anything before this and it seems you have no place to go why don't you stay here in the Village Hidden in the Shadows? In this village you have the potential of become a great shinobi and obtaining overwhelming amounts of power. So what do you say kid?"

I just sat there and thought looking at every aspects of this and seeing if this would be the right choice or not. After debating for a bit I looked up and stared that old man straight in the eyes, making it clear I was not about to back down which seemed to answer his question.

"All right then, its settled you are now a citizen of the Village Hidden in the Shadows. Now it seems we will need to either get you to the orphanage or find you a suitable guardian. Well we will see what happens after you rest up some more; it seems you are still tiered from earlier."

He was right I was very tiered and I could feel my eyes drooping.

"Well I will be seeing you later then."

He started to walk out the door with the others following when I remembered something.

"Wait!"

He stopped and turned to me a bit surprised since I had not talked the whole time he was here.

"Who are you and may I know who you are?" Pointing to the shinobi that saved me.

The old man seemed amused at this and left without saying anything with the two burned ANBU following him. That left me with the kind shinobi.

He smiled at me again with pure kindness and started to walk towards me. When he got to my bed he just pushed me down on the bed and pulled the covers over me.

"That man that you where talking to was our kage, the strongest shinobi in the village."

He seemed to see my understanding and stared to leave when I cried out,

"Wait! You didn't tell me your name!"

"My name?" He asked while turning towards me with that smile still on his face.

"My name is Akuma, Akuma Hikaru."(Remember last name comes first then first name)

I just looked at him and replied,

"Kisara"

He just gave a nod and left my room as I started to fall asleep again.

This is the beginning of a shinobi named Kisara, age 5.

A legend was about to be born in the form of a little girl and those close to her.

I know it probably is not that good but please leave me some positive reviews and vote if I should put in some crossovers or who should appear or what not cause im going to need some more ideas for this. And no flames. U don't lik the don't review or read. May change some things around.

Kashou – Burn

Akuma - Demon