She sat quietly beneath the blossoming tree, allowing the fleshy petals to flutter down onto her raven hair. Her knees were pulled up tightly to her chest and her emerald eyes were staring listlessly out into the blue.

"If you keep making your face so serious you're going to be an old grandma by the time your twenty." Came a teasing voice above her.

She lifted her head up and gave a smile to the boy. "Hello Obito you're unusually early to training this morning."

The young Uchiha gave a shrug. "Mother started spring cleaning today. She was looking for volunteers. And so naturally I escaped out of the house as quick as possible."

"That certainly explains it," she sighed standing up. Brushing off the light petals she looked to see a silver head boy walking their way.

"Hey Kakashi," she called waving him over.

"Good morning Sidle," he nodded to her pointedly ignoring Obito.

Sidle moved her head side to side curious about the tension between the two. Of course she was use to the normal hostility between them but this morning it seemed a little more intense. The death glares and muttered threats were a big give away.

"Is there something that I missed? I mean I'm aware of your intense dislike for each other, but really this is just silly."

"He started it," Kakashi growled his eyes locked in a death match with Obito's.

"That's mature Kakashi seeing as you were the one who actually started."

"Oh come on, you both were on speaking terms after our last mission. I really thought we were making progress." She sighed.

On any other day she would have put up with their crap and wait until Sensei showed up to pull the two apart but lately something had been putting her on edge. Ever since their last mission a week ago with the fish merchant she had had the constant feeling of being watched. Sometimes she was quick enough to see a shadow but nothing more.

"Will you two just SHUT UP!" She growled. That silenced the two bickering boys pretty quick. Now the two were used to being shouted at by Sidle but as she had looked at them her usual emerald eyes had faded into a menacing red. Immediately, Obito sat down on the ground and quickly tried to look busy and innocent. Kakashi, for his part, leaned casually against the tree once again ignoring Obito in a way that pointed out he was ignoring him.

"Good morning Team 7," came a light voice. Minato appeared in front of them in a rush of wind, his shadow still trying to keep up.

He was greeted with a heavy silence.

"Fighting already you three," he sighed scratching the back of his head in annoyance.

All three of them stayed silent, staring out in different directions.

"Fine if you are all going to be like that than I will tell the Hokage to give you this D-rank mission," he threatened holding up a scroll.

"What is it," Sidle asked staring at the scroll cautiously like it was made up of explosive tags.

"You will be assisting Lady Haiti with her gardening." He said with a smirk.

Kakashi stood up straight. His stance was serious and his back was straight with pride, "Sensei a D-rank mission is beneath us, me especially. Surely our skills could be put to better use."

"You think so," Minato said in mock seriousness, "I'm not so sure. I think a team that doesn't act like a team is perfect for just this sort of mission."

Sidle was no longer listening. On the other end of the training field was a lone figure. Her curly pink hair pooled down her back and she stared back at Sidle calmly beneath a lacy parasol.

"Sidle say something," Obito whined, "I don't want to garden."

"What?" Sidle said distracted.

"Sidle what's the…" Minato's eyes jumped to the figure she was staring at, his body naturally moving to a defensive position.

The stranger didn't seem to notice the three ninjas, tensed and ready. She only had eyes on the raven headed girl. With a leap Sidle was on her feet and running toward the girl, leaving her team bewildered.

"Hello Sidle," she smiled, "I've missed you."

"Hel," Sidle nodded curtly to her, "what is it you want?"

"I shouldn't need an excuse to visit my baby sister," Hel said twisting the umbrella in her hand.

"No but in a normal family they usually announce their arrival instead of following them around for a week."

Hel let out a sardonic laugh. "I'm sure. But you and I do not come from a very normal family."

"No I suppose not." Sidle agreed. She side stepped a little to the right in hopes of blocking her teammates. It would not be beneficial for the goddess of the Underworld to take an interest in them.

"You are right of course, though, Sidle. I do need something from you."

"And what is that?" she asked guardedly.

"I just need you to tell me where Father is and then I will go."

Sidle's emerald eyes widened in surprise, "why do you need to know where Dad is?"

"I am going to kill him," she said simply, her face showing anticipation.

"Really? What for?" Sidle asked, an eyebrow raised quizzically.

"You have to ask! After everything he did? He left us alone to fend for ourselves as we were being punished for being his children. Even now he doesn't care about what happens to us. Father only seems to care about Fenrir and Jormungand."

"That's not true Hel," Aspen said quietly but she knew what Hel was feeling. Abandoned.

"Dad! Daddy, please don't let them do this!" shrieked a small girl to a shadow a ways back. Desperately, she tried pulling away from her captors but their grips were too strong.

"Please don't let them take me away!" She pleaded, tears now falling from her emerald eyes.

But the shadowed figure stood still as she was dragged through the fiery field and soon he disappeared in the flames.

"It would seem Little Sidle that your father did not care for you as much as you thought."

"That's not true!" She shouted at the eye that appeared blazing in the sky like a sun. "Dad loves me."

"I imagine it wouldn't be very hard for the Trickster god to tell a lie. Much less to his own daughter," Odin said gently.

Sidle stopped fighting her captors, her body going limp as she thought over the god's words.

It was true then. He had abandoned her.

"Don't you want payback Sidle?" She smirked, quietly sensing her sister was beginning to see things in her light.

"No," Sidle said simply and turned around back to her team.

"No," Hel shrieked confused, "but this is our chance. Now he is weak and helpless. He is a child for Odin's sake."

"I'm not going to kill my own Father, Hel. The whole idea is so Greek it makes me sick."

"Fine then, I'll do it myself. Just tell me where to find."

"Japan." She said smugly.

"You are of no help."