Drip...
Drip...
Drip.
The sound of rainfall; of tears; of blood resonated in the dark, cavernous room that held the meeting of the Kages.
The subject of the unforeseen gathering was illuminated by the only beam of light in the room: a young girl, no more than 6 years of age, sat before the council covered in grime and blood. Her hollow eyes downcast, her long disheveled bangs covered most of her filthy face.
"What is your name?" A disembodied voice requested.
His only reply was the pounding of the rain outside.
"Do you know anything about the incident that just took place." This was no longer a question, but a demand.
Still, the young girl said nothing.
"I asked you a question!! If you choose not to answer..." The threat was left unsaid but still carried its purpose. The child offered a shiver but still, no verbal reply.
"Please calm down, Kazekage. She is merely in shock. I don't believe shouting demands will make her answer our inquiries." Intervened an older, much kinder voice.
"Please, tell us all you know regarding the Kukai Clan massacre-"
"Ame..."
A wave of confusion and excitement arose from the Council. Perhaps, after two wasted hours, the girl was finally revealing something.
"W-what?"
"The person responsible for the bloodshed is named well for her sins." The child continued in a hoarse, monotonous whisper. "Although I doubt even the rain can wash away the sins that stain her hands."
"It would seem that you know much about this person...excellent. Were you close to the murderer?" The girl flinched at the harsh label. "And we never did get your name..."
She lifted her head and looked in the direction of the intangible voice, "Watashi wa Kukai Ame desu." I am Kukai Ame.
A single tear fell from her emotionless eyes.
A file was placed on the Hokage's desktop, waiting to be filed the next day. Scrawled across the top of the document was
Kukai Ame
Status:
DECEASED