Apparently living as a homeless orphan inside a shinobi village was quite common, what with orphanages being filled to the brim. There were so many of unfortunate hungry souls just like Jashin's was. 'But of course it wouldn't be my life if they didn't hate me too.' Sighed Jashin avoiding another thrown empty can. 'How low have I fallen? Once a leader of a feared clan, now I'm not accepted even by the "scum" of the society.' He was running through narrow alleys of the Red-light district and trying not to get lost to much. He turned many corners and was starting to panic, his pursuers were gaining upon him, and he could feel it. 'Dammit, dammit, which way is the exit? Left? Right?' He went right. 'Stupid young easily tired body.' He nearly trips over his own two feet, barely keeping himself up and scratching his elbow on a dirty wall. 'Damn, my lungs are starting to genuinely burn. At this rate they'll catch me.' Turning another corner he hurriedly stops. 'No, nonono, this can't be a dead-end!' His pursuers were quickly nearing the corner he just turned. 'Think Jashin, think. Way forward is closed. Can't go left. Can't go right. Can't go back. Can't hide.' He used his uninjured arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead. 'The only way is up. But HOW do I get up there?' He was so desperate he jumped on a wall of one building. Some people say: "Fear is one of the greatest motivators of all times. One must only know when, how and how much to use." Jashin never knew it actually worked so well, needless to say if he were to ever train someone again, he would definitely utilise it to its full potential. As it was he not only managed to climb the building, but also awake his chakra.
Jashin tiredly opened his eyes. 'When has it got so dark? I could've sworn that it was only around midday.' He sat up. 'And how did I manage to get on a roof?' I'm sure many of you readers don't know this feeling, but when you lose consciousness, you don't wake up like you were hit by lightning. Instead it's more like being underwater, because everything is muted, your brain is slow to make connections. Exactly this was happening to Jashin. Suddenly the memories hit him all at once. "Goddammit!" He swiftly slapped his hand over his mouth and cautiously peaked over the edge of the roof. "Fuu." 'Thank God they're all gone.' He sat up and evaluated his state. 'So two legs, two arms, one head, whole nose, all teeth, and two eyes. It appears I have only some strained muscles in my legs and… What is this?! My chakra is awaken? How?' He tiredly scratched his head. 'Whatever, it's not like it matters too much. What does matter is how quickly I can learn to mold it.' His smirk started to stretch on his face from ear to ear, it made him look like a real madman. 'Someone is finally going to have the absolutely worst day in their life!'
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Jashin was pissed. 'No one ever told me other people molded chakra differently than my clansmen!' He was pacing at a clearing in a part of forest embracing Konoha's outskirts. 'How am I supposed to decimate the Uzumakis if I can't even make a small current of water? What good is to me an awaken chakra if I can't use it?!' He was torn from his thoughts by a sudden high pitched screech. "What? Did I made that sound up? I must've been more tired than I thought." "Eeeecck!" "All right, I definitely didn't imagine it. Now, where did it come from?" He looked behind a nearby tree and abruptly stopped. It was a tinny kestrel, just a little baby with fluffy looking feathers. "Poor thing, you must've fallen from your nest." The kestrel made a pitiful sound as if it was agreeing with him. "Are you hungry, little one? Off course you are, but don't worry about a thing, we're going to get you something tasty for that tinny tummy of yours." Jashin was cooing at the kestrel and then out of blue he got an idea. 'What if I train it to listen to my commands? He grind. "Yes, I can definitely work with this."
It took him longer than he would like to finally catch a suitable prey for Hane, he named the female kestrel, and himself. "I must be out of shape Hane. It took me one hour to catch something edible." Hane's only answer was a ravenous look at the dead rabbit. "I know, I know. You're hungry. I'm already preparing it." He was skinning the rabbit and talking to Hane. "You know, for such a small thing you sure are demanding." Throwing a curious look her way he added. "What would you do if I simply decided to leave you alone? Would you cry for someone else's help or quietly died?" He sighed and cut the meat into tiny pieces so Hane could eat them without trouble. "You're really lucky I see your usefulness… and I'm rather lonely. You know I was sort of used to being around my clan members all the time. Waking in this place, in a completely vulnerable body that's not my own was actually very scary…" "Eeeck!" Hane's screech tore him from his depressed state. Smiling gently he said: "Yes, yes, here you go, have another piece." He fed Hane and cooked bits of the rabbit, the rest he dried for later. Jashin put the fire out and gently scooped Hane up into his palms. "It's getting dark Hane, let's find some place to sleep safely through the night." He smiled, at long last he wasn't alone anymore. Together they left the clearing, while heading away from the village.
