"Anger is key...Key to what? I can't stay angry long enough to find out. Will you help me answer this question...?"

Name: Ame

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Appearance: Small build, pale skin tone, bright forest green eyes, raven/coal black hair to shoulder blades, short, black kimono with long sleeves, a leaf design climbing said sleeves, green shorts underneath, thongs. (As in flip-flops)

Personality: Ame is the kind of person who never gets angry. She's naïve to most things, living a dream world, but this also makes her to kind for her own good. She is trusting in the same manner, too much so for her own good. When it comes to fight or flight, she'd choose flight is possible.

Village: Hoshigakure

Rank: None

Clan: Rokujou

Kekkei Genkai: When angered, Ame can release the Kekkei Genkai that made her clan feared. The technique basically releases the primitive, darker, blood thirsty side of the persons being. The power that comes with this darker half varies between clansmen.

Background: She only remembers hiding in a closet and a woman who may have been her mother telling her gravely, "Anger is the key." Along with the rest of her past, her Kekkei Genkai was lost in the back of her mind, this statement being the key to unlocking it, though Ame wouldn't know that.

Chapter 1

Taken Away!

It hadn't gone unnoticed. The strange bird that shadowed my every turn on the dark streets hadn't at all gone unnoticed. I tried to tell myself that it wasn't following me, but it was. I couldn't deny it though I desperately wanted too. What could that thing want with me?

I finally reach my apartment, to my utter relief. I reach for the knob of my door, but stop short when I see a spider or some other bug crawl under the door. I shake it off. Yes, I'm afraid of bugs, but I was more afraid of that bird. I grab the knob. I freeze once again as I hear the ominous sound of giant wings behind me. I jerk my head around to see an owl-like bird and a rider. The rider grows a smirk.

"Katsu!" he yells, making a hand sign.

My door explodes. I'm sent flying, pieces of wood and splinters cutting my flesh harshly. I feel my back hit a fabriced chest, arms wrapping around so that I wouldn't fall, but not in a way that could be suggested as gentle. I tilt my head up weakly to be met with the smirk of the rider, then my world goes black. I vaguely remember seeing a red cloud being taken by that darkness.

Nici: Okay so…This is the first chapter. Hope yall like it. Please tell me .! I'll give free hugs if you do!

Deidara: A little desperate aren't you?

Nici: Maybe…Shut up!