(So, Taka's Story was scrapped, and I redid everything; he is around the same age as Kakashi, Obito, Rin, and all the others. Hopefully, this one is more enjoyable and less... insert filled...)

Our story begins in a Village on the outskirts of the Land of Fire, a young boy is born and in his eyes are the paleness known only to the Hyuuga Clan of the Village Hidden in The Leaves.

When the baby was held by his father, the father looked at it as if it were a devil, he ignorantly believed it to be the bastard child of a Hyuuga despite his village's distance from Konoha.

In a rage fueled tantrum the man ran to a nearby river, the waves raging in the storm. He threw his own son into the torrents, leaving him for the watery wolves.

He then returns back to his home to his now sobbing wife, rid of his child that he so ignorantly believed wasn't of his loins.

However, the child floats down the river with his swaddling as a flotation device, some deity seemingly keeping it that way.

Days later the infant is found by a passing man, his face stone, and his hair jet black. He is surprised, how did this baby find it's way here?

He motioned towards the infant, "Tutsuchi, check the child."

The guard, cloaked in a dark, hooded robe, found something very strange about the child. Upon showing his Lord he was told to bring the infant with them.

"Yes, Lord Danzo."

Taka woke up and was met with the scrumptious scent of pork, "Ah, Taka you've finally awoken."

"I smell pork!" he immediately set upon his plate, tearing into the meat with obvious delight.

"Hey, slow down Taka, you'll get a stomach ache if you eat that fast!"

Taka stared at his older sister, her vermillion hair tied neatly into a bun, "C'mon Tsunki, it's not like I'm five anymore, don't coddle me."

Tsuki ruffled her little brother's hair, "Then why do you keep acting like you are?"

Taka frowned, he was tired of being treated like a child, but before he could try for the umpteenth time to overpower his sibling upon the door a hand harshly rapped. Tsuki frowned, "Save that thought Taka, it's time for training."

Taka hated training, it really hurt.

Taka dragged his body off the ground once more, resisting the urge to flee that seized him every time he gazed upon his master's face. His opponent came at him full speed, her vermillion hair tied neatly in a bun, her face obscured by the emotionless mask she wore.

Try as he might, Taka could not overpower his older sister. He hated training, he truly did, his sister was a rather caring creature but every time they were forced to train she seemed to lose all emotions, her face was a symbolic mask of stone.

Tsuki threw her brother against the tree and followed the attack with a knee to his chin, Taka became unconscious soon after.

Tsuki felt like crying, every bone, every vein, every fiber of her being was disgusted by both her and her master. She couldn't even mend his wounds until their Lord left with a sneer, "It seems that you will win in the trial Tsunki."

'I hope for your sake that I do, Lord Danzo...'

Years Later:

Taka, now thirteen years of age, sat on his bedding waiting for his sister's return. She said she was going to get him a surprise, he wondered what it would be... perhaps she would get him a pet, like a cat... no Taka wouldn't want a cat, too high maintenance, or he assumed so.

Maybe she was doing some extensive hunting so they could have a pork buffet! Now that, that was something Taka would enjoy.

A heavy hand knocking against the shack's door roused Taka from his food fantasy, "Tsuki, welcome-"

Tsuki's beat up body was cast inside the shack by a tall man who Taka noticed to be the same shinobi who always brought them to Lord Danzo for training, "What the hell is wrong with you!"

The man said nothing, electing instead to not humor Taka but walk away from the scene entirely, "The first rule, you are not allowed to leave the woods... take care not to break that again Tsuki, or there will be no need for the trial."

Taka's fist clenched, how could he act like that, he wanted more than anything to just rip that stupid animal mask off of the shinobi. However, a soft hand released all of the anger from him, "Don't worry. I w-won't..."

The older man walked off, content with her word. Taka stared daggers even when the door was slammed shut, "Why did you even leave Big Sis!"

Tsuki smiled through the pain and held up a torn piece of cloth, Taka had clue what it meant. But she did, "Your real family... "

He shook his head, she was the only family he had, nobody else other than Lord Danzo and that piece of crap who always brought them to him. He shook his head, refusing to take it, "Even if this is true… I don't care."

It was Tsuki's turn to shake her head, "You'll want to keep it… t-trust me."

"Alright, but don't expect me to stitch it onto me," Taka said in a huff.

Taka rushed from tree to tree, his opponent soon upon him. This was his final test, but he didn't want to do what it took to pass.

"Taka… you cannot escape. This is what we are left to do, we have to serve dutifully."

Even with his Byakugan, he couldn't see where his elder sister was, she was unique in the fact she could hide from his vision, it was the reason Lord Danzo had plucked her from her family at birth.

What he did see though was the flock of kunai being propelled at him. He twisted his body in a manner that allowed him to dodge the Reaper's tools. But one hidden shuriken found his knee, 'How many traps did Tsuki set up!'

He fell to his knee on the hard ground below, he quickly used his what medical knowledge he had to quickly bandage himself.

He made a mistake in doing so, his elder sister had appeared behind him and poised a kunai to his neck, "Taka… please forgive me."

Though he didn't want to harm her, he could let himself die; the air around the young boy shifted like the air on a hot summer day. Tsuki tensed and her reflexes kicked in, but it was too late by then.

The elder sister was flung by Taka's Eight Trigrams Rotation, it was a miniature version but it had still served its protective purpose.

Taka took the chance to flee the scene.

He took refuge in a cave that he had known not to be there days prior so that meant Tsunki wouldn't find him there for at least a few minutes longer.

'How… how did everything go to such shit?' Taka had known that the test was something horrid, this was Lord Danzo he was talking about! When he was little he thought of the man who had saved him as a baby from drowning as a paternal figure, but as he matured he began to see the dark in him.

This test was just the cherry on top.

"Found you."

Taka felt the kunai puncture his good knee, he was as good as dead.

Tsuki allowed herself one tear as the cave collapsed from the explosive kunai, her brother was dead, no time for mourning.

Sure enough, Lord Danzo appeared, "Tsunki… you have-"

Danzo disappeared as a fist ripped through the rubble, a slight supernatural blue aura covering it. Tsuki frowned, had Taka survived the blast? But how?

Her fear was confirmed by the rest of her little brother's body erupting from below hundred pound rocks, "Taka?"

Instead of the normal black, his hair was stark white and flowing very, very slightly. The supernatural tint of blue that had covered his arm was found to also sheath the entirety of his body.

Tsunki was, for lack of a better word, confused. Was this really Taka? No… this couldn't have been, it has to be an enemy Ninja. Lord Danzo would have never run from Taka, the kind soul that he was.

She readied her last kunai, and the enemy Shinobi did the same, 'A chakra cloak, he must be an Anbu or a Jonin at least; but he does look rather young.'

She decided she might as well take the first shot, her hands moved at rapid speeds. As the final seal was activated she opened her mouth and a geyser of water shot towards her enemy.

He didn't move, didn't make a counter, he just took the full brunt. Tsuki's brain became flooded as her body shot signals of fear.

When the water had soaked into the ground the Shinobi made his move, a simple stroll towards his eld… his enemy.

Tsuki weaved more signs and slammed her hand on the ground, a dome of pure stone trapping the enemy. He broke through it seconds later and continued his walk, quickening his pace as if he were growing irritated.

Tsuki threw paper bombs, kunai, shuriken, she even tried her water bullet Jutsu. But the Shinobi merely cast aside the explosives, caught the first kunai and deflected every other projectile. As for the water bullets, he used rotation to render the Jutsu ineffective.

He used rotation… it had to be Taka, she just knew it, "T-Ta-"

Taka closed the distance by seemingly teleporting, he now had her gripped in his hands. How odd was the scene? A fourteen-year-old holding up a sixteen-year-old who was a foot or two taller than he was.

She let her tears fall, she deserved this, she had tried to kill him because she didn't want the world to swallow him whole, she thought of him, his kindness, as something the world would find delectable. She never wanted to, but she had begun to think of him as too weak, Lord Danzo would have killed him if she hadn't.

He had crushed her windpipe in the process so she couldn't say anything, 'Taka… it seems that I was too weak for this world... '

She gave up in trying to take his hand from her throat and instead chose to commit one final act of love, she kissed the tips of her index and middle finger and tapped them to his cheek.

That one final act was all it took to snap the younger sibling out of his trance, "What… what happened... Tsuki? Tsuki!"

He realized what he was doing and lost all of his strength, her body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Tsuki, I'm sorry! Please… don't be dead, don't be dead, don't be dead!" Taka's tears dropped to the ground as he pumped his sister's chest, her heart had stopped.

As if the world felt the young child's pain, it too wept, it's tears struck Taka and his adoptive sibling.

"Hmm… this was not as expected." Taka refused to acknowledge his Lord, not while Tsunki could be saved.

Lord Danzo did not care that Taka didn't acknowledge him, "She is dead, there is nothing more we can do."

Taka tensed, Danzo grew curious, his guard grew wary. The guard had watched the fight and knew what the boy was now capable of, so when Taka had turned and one of his eyes had a white floral pattern, he had stepped in the way.

"Shut the hell up! Shut your old, rotten mouth!" Taka had gotten up, the small sheath of blue energy once again resting upon his skin. The guard tried to stop him but wound up dad from a Gentle Fist strike directly to the heart, extra power behind it courtesy of the new eye Taka had awoken.

Danzo looked at his guard's heart as it rolled close to him, "I really did not want to do this but you have left me with no choice you insolent brat."

He weaved very few signs and Taka soon writhed, it was a very simple paralysis Jutsu that also had a very painful effect on the victim.

Danzo did not release his Jutsu until Taka had passed into the realm of slumber and his icy blue cloak had dispersed.

Danzo then whistled and two more of his personal guards appeared, "He has passed his test, get him ready for the seal."