A lone man trekked through the snow, unfazed by its cold touch. He walked at a steady pace. He stopped as he hears someone moving through some bushes. "Whoever you are, show yourself?" He commanded.

Then, what appeared to be a young girl walked out in front of him. She wore a torn up cloth, her face was hidden under a makeshift hood. The girl continues to move forward, without acknowledging him.

The man spoke again, "Who are you? Where are you going?" the girl stopped moving. The man would normally never (or simply not care enough) pry into a stranger's business, but his home was nearby. The girl gave him an uneasy feeling. He would much rather deal with trespassers now.

The girl turned to face him.

Moments pass and the girl simply stared at him. She then, with a weak voice said, "Master Kurokage. I have to find Master Kurokage."

This intrigued the man, for he was the one she sought, yet she did not recognize him. If she was sent here to kill him she would know what he looked like. "Why do you seek him?" He asked.

"She told me to. Said he'd guide me." She replied as she turns to continue walking. Before Kurokage could ask her who she collapsed to the ground. Upon inspecting her he noticed a fresh wound, blood loss and exhaustion must have contributed to her loss of conscience. Deciding that she was no threat, he picked her up and carried her to his home.


This prologue was meant to be longer. I might rewrite it later.