Hi everybody!
Anyways, this may sound angst y and stuff, but it will get better.
(Or not, it really all depends on your opinion) 3
well, . . .
Enjoy!
"speaking" thoughts'
Dark. That was the way it would be described. Her unusual and thoughtful gaze swept over the land before she spotted what she was looking for. Her family's most powerful katana. It had been passed down over many generations in their clan, and now...
It would be the weapon used for their demise.
Her hand held a firm grip in the sword. She slowly made her way to the main house of the clan's head. Her father. She slowly and discreetly made her ways through the halls and killed anyone in her path. She stepped into her parent's room. She slowly put the katana over her parent's necks and with one swift movement, they were left headless.
The night was filled with screams and death. Blood covered the clan's grounds. Sheer terror filled the minds of innocent before their quick and brutal demise. It seemed to be a chorus of screams.
And it was music to her ears.
The only one left beside the killer, was her little sister. Apparently, the little girl was worthy of life in the murderer's eyes. Also, the girls were best friends. And now, the only ones that were left.
That night, they gathered their most important and treasured belongings, along with essentials and money. Sunlight broke over the hills as the sky seemed to blend into the land, filled with the blood of their clan. Then they left silently and swiftly through the blood showered dawn. And left Konoha.
"But that was seven years ago,..." Our mysterious murderer stated as she sunk back into sleep, and continued to let her memories wash over her subconsciousness.
"This is the one Leader has been looking for, un." From the trees, the blond Iwa shinobi watched as their targets slept.
"Ooh! Really? Tobi heard she can make delicious waffles! Does sempai think she will make some for Tobi?" The masked man asked from beside his partner.
"How should I know un?! Besides, You have to stay quiet or they will hear us un!" the Iwa nin scolded his obnoxious partner.
Then, a mere fraction of a second later, a katana was at the unsuspecting Iwa nin's neck.
"Too late for that, now isn't it?"
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