Chapter Two: Nomad
I have been wandering the world since the day I murdered my parents and left my birthplace, Suna. I have become a ruthless, cold-hearted murderer. I slay any idiot foolish enough to cross me. My heart has developed into a secret, dying garden, of which the walls are very high, too high for any person to scale. Why should I open my heart? No one ever opened theirs to me. Even the other outcasts in school turned their backs on me.
These six years have sharpened my skills so that I have risen to be the best assassin and thief in the world. I steal without leaving a print, kill without leaving a clue. I bounty hunt, and act as a hit man if the reward is high enough. Clients don't find me, I find them. The lives of those who I am paid to kill are nothing to me. I have gained many abilities through my work.
Now, a tall man in a cloak with red clouds on it is blocking the path through the forest I am traveling one. I sense another person's presence to my left.
"You," the man announces, "Are coming with me to join the Akatsuki."
