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"Finally! You fuckers are so slow!" Hidan shouted and then barked his usual laugh.

Kisame turned around to look at them with a smirk. "Itachi and I had a longer trek and we still beat you here."

"Yeah, yeah. Tobi is slow," Deidara grumbled, moving forward to stand in front of the 10 tails mount.

Suddenly Zetsu jumped down from his spot. "Seems you've been followed," White Zetsu stated in a whimsical tone.

"You idiots," Black Zetsu added.

Deidara crossed his arms over his chest. "Who are you calling the idiot?" He demanded. "I knew she was there! I figured Leader-sama would like to teach her a lesson!"

Tegan went cold from the rock she stood behind. She cursed to herself. She was really stuck now. How could she have been so stupid? Why did she follow these people? Everyone went silent looking to the boulder where she hid. They all jumped down from their spots on the 10 tails hands. Tegan's knees were trembling and she fought to keep them still. She was an ANBU. She had been in countless battles. But why was she so terrified now?

Pain stepped forward, he outstretched a hand towards the boulder. "Universal pull!"

Suddenly Tegan's body became weightless and her feet left the ground, the pull threw her body forward coming to a skidding halt on her knees in front of the group. Blood began to trickle down her knees from skidding on the rock floor. A few strains of hair fell out from the knot on top of her head, framing her face. Swallowing hard, she gritted her teeth and pushed herself up onto her feet. Up close these men and woman were frightening. Each of their chakra were overwhelming, she couldn't even hope to leave this place alive. Tegan let her face fall into a hard unreadable mask like she had learned into the foundation. But like in the foundation, her eyes always betray her.

"Aww!" Tobi cooed. "Tobi thinks she's so cute!"

"Shut up, un!" Deidara shouted.

"A great sacrifice for Jashin!" Hidan cheered, throwing a fist into the air. He lifted his Jashinists rosary and kissed it.

"Who. Are. You?" Pain's voice was low and hard. The organization all went still.

Tegan glared at the orange haired man, her mind racing with options for her next move. Her chakra was weak. She could put them under her form of genjutsu but she didn't know how long she could keep it up to make her escape. As she glanced around at all of them from under some of their cloaks she spotted several of their slashed headbands, they were from all over. All different kinds of Village that had their own hidden jutsu. She couldn't hope to fight all of them alone. Her emotions confused her. Deep down in the pit of her stomach she didn't want to leave. She wanted to stay here with these people. If they decided to kill her, at least she didn't die pitifully alone in the forest. At least she could be killed in battle.

Finally from behind the group Kisame started chuckling. Everyone turned to stare at him as he walked forward. "She's a no one. A dancing ghost."

She blinked. "M-Master Kisame!"

Kisame grinned evilly his sharp shark like teeth glimmering. "You little brat, your still alive, huh? I thought you would be killed in the foundation for sure."

She didn't reply to that because it was almost true. It was years of tough training in the foundation and she had always been the weakest link. The physical training wasn't what was hard for her. At home her father and mother had done worse, the people who she had been sold to have done worse. It was the mental aspect of the foundation. In the end she was grateful for finally learning how to shut her emotions off, learning how to empty her brain so that all she knew was fighting. She wasn't good at it but it helped quiet the noise in her brain. It helped erase some of the sneering faces that haunted her. It allowed her to focus more on her ninja skills and how to survive the way she was. It kept her alive to pass the final test of the foundation.

"If not dead then I would have believed you were sold." Kisame continued, chuckling swinging his large shark skinned sword that was wrapped in white strips of cloth over his shoulder.

"Sold?" Several members echoed and the sound bounced off the large walls of the cave.

Tegan gritted her teeth, hearing that word repeated in the cool air. She shifted the ground below her crunching "I'm stronger than what I was when I was a kid, Master Kisame!"

"You're still a kid. And don't call me your Master, brat, you were never an aire to the 7 swordsman. We just took pity on you!"

She growled shaking her head frantically, she wasn't good at keeping her emotions concealed for long, especially when it came to her past. The large man in front of her brought back so many memories that it was overwhelming. Those memories were taking over her mind now and she was loosing control. "I killed them, you know!" She shouted and the large cave went silent. "I left the ANBU and killed Camille and Decim!"

She was shaking with every emotion imaginable. It confused her as to why she felt such a need to stay here with these people. Just by their cloaks and demeanor alone anyone could tell they were bad news. Master Kisame standing in front of her now brought back so many bad memories and she was never particularly fond of him. Tegan respected him, just like anyone in the village at that time did. He was a powerful, respected ninja in the village before he went rouge. But in the mixture of all those bad memories, the only good memories she had was of being around the 7 ninja swordsman.

Kisame raised one thin eyebrow. Impressive, he thought to himself, as he studied the girl in front of him. Decim and Camille, were no ordinary ninja. Decim was the head of the ANBU black ops for the Hidden Mist and Camille was the right hand of the Mizukage. Kisame had battled them once before and it was no easy task. The girl being their daughter must have given her the upper hand. Though they trained this girl to be a weapon, they didn't think anything of her other than a worthless piece of trash.

Standing in front of him now, he wouldn't have believed she could have done it but he had heard rumors in the dark alleys that what she was saying was true. To the Village of the Hidden Mist, the daughter of Camille and Decim didn't exist, the story was always told that she died in child birth. But that is the way Camille and Decim wanted it. Since the moment the girl could walk they started training her, beating her until near death to make her stronger and finally by the time the girl was barley 6 years old, they started selling her to the highest bidders in the dark forbidden alleys.

Tegan didn't exists to anyone in the village except the disgusting people within the dark market. They used her in unforgivable ways. The 7 ninja swords men were respected within the village and had business biddings within this market. Not in the trade of little girls but for weapons and secrets. The 7 ninja swordsmen knew Tegan existed.

"Is that so, huh? I heard that you were about to be sold and you finally mustered up the courage. Took you long enough, kid." He thought for a moment. "In the end I guess it was still a stupid decision for you. Now look at you, you look as pathetic as you did when I left the village. You're tiny and weak. I could kill you now and put you out of your misery." Kisame swung Samehada forward to point it at Tegan.

Tegan glared at him and gritted her teeth. No Way was she going to die now. She finally found someone from her past and for some reason the pull to them was overwhelming. She wasn't going to die. She was going to make Master Kisame train her. Pebble beneath her feet began to shake, she balled up her fists. "No! I'm not pathetic! I'll show you!"

The dance began.

Kisame glared at her, he knew what to except. But he didn't except her to become this good at it. Tegan resembled a ballerina, because that was her ninjutsu. She could memorize an opponent with her dancing, locking you in place as if you were frozen under genjutsu. Then using her other water and earth jutsu skills, she could attack while you were still paralyzed. Breaking the jutsu was easy for someone with Kisame's skills because it only took strong will. The jutsu wasn't near the capability as it could be. He had seen others with it so strong where no one could break it no matter how hard they tried. Everyone became still as soft music started to trickle and fill the cool air in the cave. No one became able to move. Tegan cracked a small grin and closed her eyes, focusing on her dance. She twirled around like in a ballet, below her pointed feet a small pool of water started to gather and creep up her legs.

Growling, Kisame forced himself out of the jutsu but that damn annoying music still tried to call him back in. He couldn't let his eyes off the girl. Just in time he swung his large sword out in front of him as the water that had gathered on Tegan's spinning legs came shooting towards him, kunai and other small weapons hidden inside. They clanged onto the ground.

"I'll make this fast, ballerina, because I don't have time to play with kids." He chuckled charging forward.

Tegan cartwheeled back, jagged rocks rising from the ground that her hands touched creating a wall. It didn't slow Kisame in the slightest. He jumped over the wall slashing the silvery blue haired in half. Water splashed to the ground. He wasn't even surprised. The swordsman started chuckling louder. "Water clones, huh! I thought you said you had become stronger! That's stuff a toddler can do!" He spun around just in time to block another kunai hidden in a water blast. Slashing his sword upwards at the tiny droplets that flew into the air, Tegan screamed. Kisame grinned.

Once the droplets hit the ground Tegan reappeared from them, clutching her forehead as blood started to gush from a deep wound. She stumbled backwards, the whimsical music sputtering allowing the Atkatsuki members to move again. Quickly she continued the dance before they decided to join in. Her hands moved in a blur. "Earth style! Mud trap!" She slammed her hands into the ground as she sprung into a handspring.

The blue man raised an eyebrow looking down at his disappearing feet. He was sinking into a mud pit. By the time he looked back up all he caught was a glimpse of his opponent's shiny hair. His right arm started to sting and he looked down and stuck deep into his arm was a kunai. He gritted his teeth pulling it down. Blood dripped off the sharp tip he tossed it across the cave. The mud below him was sucking him deeper and he was now to mid-calf. Water was pooled on top of the thick substance. It was too easy to read her next attack now and he raised his sword again.

"Nice try, brat! You're done!" He shouted and swung when the water floating onto of the mud sprang up.

Tegan screamed again the attack throwing her back across the cave where she skidded to a halt on her back. Her shoulder was dislocated from the fall and gushing blood from the deep cut. That was it. She had nothing more. The music stopped for good this time and the others were free. They all blinked in confusion.

The mud at Kisame's feet disappeared and he was free to move around again.

Panting for air, Tegan cradled her hurt arm and forced herself onto her feet. The girl swayed on her feet, struggling to stay upright. Her forehead and shoulder dripped blood, and her eyes began to turn back and swell. But no matter how hard she tried it was impossible. Her chakra had been taped out and she was weak. Within a few more moments of swaying on her feet, her ears began to sound like she was underwater with everything muffled and her vision went black. Tegan hit the cold cave ground hard, completely unconscious.

Kisame grinned and stood straight, putting his large sword back in its place on his back. "Stupid kid," he spat.

The others started to slowly come forward now. Observing the girl up close.

"Is she dead?" Sasori asked in a bored, uninterested voice standing besides Kisame.

Konan moved forward, taking a knee besides the tiny girl she felt the inside of her wrist. "No. She's alive. But she won't be getting up anytime soon."

"Go ahead and finish her," Kisame said coldly. "She doesn't belong here."

Hidan's eyes brightened. "Let me sacrifice her to Jashin!"

"Shut up," Kakuzu growled lowly, he hated his partner's continuous religious babblings.

"Who is she exactly, Kisame?" Pain asked his strange Rinnegan eyes narrowed in on the large ninja.

"A no one."

"You seemed to have known a lot about her," Itachi said calmly. He walked forward to stand besides Konan, he didn't need to take a knee to see her clearly. He spotted her tattoo, it was similar to his own. "ANBU? From the Hidden Mist?"

"You said sold," Kakazu pressed on with his own selfish curiosity. "What kind of bounty is over her head?"

Kisame glared at Kakazu. "Not the kind of business you want to get into. To get any money out of her she would need to be alive and I didn't know you were in the business of trading little girls."

Everyone went silent as the meaning of those words sunk in. Kisame shook his head. "Her name is Tegan, she's the daughter of the late Mizukage's right hand, Camille and the ex-leader of the ANBU of Hidden Mist, Decim. At a young age they started training her to become a weapon. They also started making money off of her by selling her to the highest bidder in the black market."

"Well then how do you know her, un?!" Deidara demanded. He was the youngest within the Atkatsuki and for some reason hearing that this girl had been used like that, hit close to him. He was only a few years older than this girl. If they had grown up in the same village then he may have even known her. He couldn't stand the image or idea of any child being sold like that.

Kisame's hard black eyes burned into Deidara. "Don't make any accusations about me, fool. I was never a part of that kind of trade. We knew of Tegan because we would buy weapons and secrets from the dark alleys. Being the leader of the ANBU, Decim was able to control the market without being detected. Decim never liked the 7 ninja swordsmen and we had had our run-ins. The 7 ninja swordsmen and I had taken in 3 students that were aire to our swords. Mangetsu and Suigetsu Hozuki and their cousin Chujuro. Mangetsu and Chujuro are just a year or two older than Tegan. During training, Tegan would always be watching. She didn't have any friends and when they weren't training her or selling her, her parents left her alone. It wasn't long before the boys started to interact with her and become her friend. But the swordsmen wouldn't train her because she wasn't aire. But she was a pest, always following us or begging us to train her. We never did. On a few instances we would find her beaten and malnourished in alleyways where people dumped her. On those occasions we would take her back to our hideout and treat her just enough to keep her alive. By the time I left Decim was putting Tegan in the ANBU foundation trying to hide her away from the 7 swordsmen and the Hozaki boys. But the older two Mangetsu and Chujuro followed. I thought for sure she would have been killed in the final foundation mission. She was strong then but so maltreated that it wasn't going to be enough.

"About a year ago I had heard rumors that Camille and Decim had been killed. No one in the village had known by who because to the village Tegan didn't exist. Whispers in the black market had been that Tegan had done it to escape being sold permanently to a disgusting man, who used to cut all his girls and let them slowly bleed to death when they got into their late teens and no longer pleased him."

Once Kisame was finished talking the cave suddenly got colder than what it already was. No one knew what to say. Kisame hated remembering these things. He didn't have a soft spot for the girl, he didn't have a soft spot for anyone. But just like a wounded animal, there was nothing anyone could do for the girl now, she was broken beyond her repair. The humane thing to do know was to put her out of her misery. "So go ahead and kill her. No one will come after her. No one will even know she's dead." He turned around to walk off.

"No..." Pain's booming voice echoed in the cave. All the members looked at him in shock. He was staring intently at the tiny girl unconscious on the ground. "Konan, go clean her up and make sure she is treated. From now on she will be a member of the Akatsuki. Only if she doesn't prove useful to us, will we kill her."

Everyone was shocked but no one dared question the pierced man when he spoke that way. Kisame spun around in disbelief. Questioning the Leader of the Akatsuki could get you killed but he didn't care. "What?" He demanded.

Pain shifted his gaze to Kisame. "Even malnourished and weak the girl put up an impressive fight against you. Whatever that dancing was immobilized all of us. Image what she could do if properly trained. She will become a member. Do you have a problem with that, Kisame Hoshigaki?"

The way he spoke his last question made Kisame swallow his words and he glared at his Leader. "Fine." He forced himself to growl then he spun around again, stalking off to his room to recover from the battle.

"Inform me when you are done, Konan," Pain instructed looking at his mate then he turned heading towards his office.

"A little girl in The Akatsuki, huh?" Deidara scoffed.

"How annoying," Sasori said bored, turning to also disappear. Deidara followed.

Hidan whined. "Come on! Kisame said the little bitch was pathetic! I need a sacrifice!"

Kakazu growled, landing a hard slap across the back of Hidan's head. "Shut. Up."

"Hey! That fucking hurt!" Hidan grumbled, rubbing the back of his head, stomping off.

Konan was still on her knees examining the young girl. She brushed sweaty strands of silvery blue hair out of her face. The cuts along her forehead and shoulder where deep but besides that she wasn't too badly injuries. She looked up at Kakazu. "Kakazu, I'm going to need your help stitching her up."

Kakazu growled not interested in helping but nodded. He slowly walked forward and took a knee, gathering up the girl easily in his large arms. Her body hung limply.

"Will you need any more help?" Itachi asked Konan.

"No, I do not believe so-"

"Let me help, Konan! Please, please! I can help!" Tobi cheered, waving his hand in the air.

Konan sighed. "Fine, Tobi. You can help by getting me a bowl of warm water and a washcloth."


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