PRELUDE:
I found it. The thing I have been looking for ever since my grandfather told me of rumors of it might being true. It was right in front of my eyes. The family katana. This was not your ordinary katana. Oh no. It was much more than that. A member of the clan who held this sword obtained any powers it may have. Unfortunately, according to the rumors, the katana chose who its' next master would be, or which clan member was "worthy" enough to even graze the katana with their bare hands. The katana was buried inside an old wooden box with katakana written along the edges of the trim. It was time to open the box to see if it were true. I slowly unlocked the trunk-like buckles it had on each side and slowly raised the lid, eager to see what awaited me inside. Inside there was a lovely red silk used to protect whatever this box contained. I then peered inside to which my eyes could not believe. There laid gently in the red silk was the one and only family katana. I could not believe it. Only few members from my clan have seen, probably even held this katana in their hands and it was my turn to do the same as my ancestors. I slowly lifted the katana out of the case, at which I could better see the details of the sheath. It was astoundingly beautiful. The sheath was a mixture of the family colors: red, black, and white. And carved at the bottom was our family crest. I grazed the details of the sheath with my fingertips, being as gentle as ever, as if it were to shatter to pieces right before my eyes.
I began to think about what would happen if the katana "rejected" me. Sure I am a member of the clan but, what if it did not like my strength?
I myself am a Jounin of The Village Hidden in the Leaves. Age 16. My clan was well-known throughout the village as I was well-known as the villagers called me, "shugo tenshi" meaning guardian angel. I do not think I deserve such title as I do not think I resemble anywhere close to being a guardian angel. I also feel slightly embarrassed when they title me as "Lady" either. What is my name you may ask? My name is Uchiha… Teira Uchiha. Although, father says I am lucky for being born an Uchiha, I reply back as, "Uchiha does not make me who I am. My actions and accomplishments make me who I am." Sure I love my clan and family to death but just because you are a part of a clan, does not make you the most powerful person in the world. It's the hard work and dedication you put into your life to get you on that right path of achievement, to deserve such title.
As I unlocked the sheath and slowly opened it, my heart felt like it was ready to pound out of my chest. My eyes then set on the shine of the blade as it slowly separated from the sheath. It was the most breath-taking blade I have ever laid eyes on. Taking off the sheath I placed it back in the box as I held the katana with both of my hands. That's when the weird stuff began to happen. I felt the katana begin to "tremble" and quake as it glowed a soft white color. Just as I gripped tighter onto the sword, I heard footsteps behind me. I quickly turned to see who it had been, and the last thing I could remember was my body slowly disappearing, still holding onto the katana. And those blood red eyes…blood red eyes.
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To be quite honest with you, I had many enemies, but my clan was not the only one whose character traits included a jutsu that possessed the eyes to make them as blood red as those eyes I saw that night. Nevertheless, a lot of people believe in the rumor of this katana, and for it to be true, although you were to be lucky if the katana chose you as its next master, you were also a cursed man with a big bullseye target on your back. Everyone wants to know the powers of this sword. Unfortunately, every since my body evaporated that night, it was as if my mind was trapped in the katana. Forever to roam and forever to fight and kill until someone, or an Uchiha were to release me from this cursed katana…I knew the power of this katana. I was forever to be cursed as THAT katana.