Authors Note: This is my chapter...Now to the nitty-gritty...no more faffing around! LETS GET TO IT!
Pup: Kisa please do the honors!
Kisa: SURE! Wow I am really getting weird...Oh well...PUP does not Naruto and never will.
Pup: That was cruel...I had soooo many plans.
Kisa: Shut up and get on with it, people don't want to read yacking so get on with it
Pup: *sighs* fine. Enjoy!
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Normal point of view:
It was a bright sunny morning in Kumogakure, as a girl no older than 14 skipped her way down the street on the way back from the market where she had bought produce for her family. This girl was using every chance possible to practice her target shooting to show her family what a great kunoichi she was. Ducking, dodging and jumping over everything in her path. About three hundred meters down the road she could just make out the compound in which she lived.
This girl was as single child to the side branch of the main clan. The mysterious Kuro-Yuki clan. She knew that there she was at a disadvantage compared to the rest of her family who she greatly admired. Her cousins, but one, treated her like dirt forcing her to do their chores and beating her if she tried to pull one of her tricks on them. She wasn't the smartest or the most powerful but she most certainly knew how to use everything in her arsenal to gain the upper hand. She believed that she could do anything even if she had only Tai-Jutsu and her weapons to relay on. She knew of others out there who were just like her, didn't have anything special going for them or were too caught up in the moment...
She shook off the thought as she stumbled over a stone and sent the groceries flying. Sighing she went to stand but caught herself looking at a shadow of a person leaning over her instead. Looking up she saw her only cousin that loved her as a person, the heir to the main branch.
"Kisa, you push yourself too hard. You know you shouldn't be carrying too much stuff. Let me help."
Kisa shook her head and collected the shopping and continued down the road followed closely by her worried relative. She strode into the compound up to the front steps of the main house. Knocking on the door, waited until the door opened.
"What are you doing here." There was coughing and wheezing heard from behind her. "You took my son out to do the shopping for you, you little bitch."
"I didn't sir."
"Lies!" The head yelled, before moving in for another beating.
She prepared herself for impact. Nothing.
"Father don't. I went out to see her nothing else. If anything punish me."
The male grumbled " Fine you get off this time Kisa, but anything more and you will suffer. Come son. Your sick. Get to bed."
They walked off leaving poor Kisa outside.
Trudging home to the sound of her mothers voice and the smell of home cooking. She allowed herself to relax and told her mother that she would just sleep that night.
Lying on her bed. She thought about her cousin. He had taken the blow that was meant for her. He was sick with a rare decease that was incurable and yet he helped her even though she was the one who was suppose to look after him. She thought to herself as she closed her eyes, I wish there was a way out of this life.
Kisa's Point of view:
It was midnight and the was some sought of commotion outside. I rolled over and closed my eyes again. What ever the problem was, they were more than capable to deal with it.
My door banged open. Groaning I sat up rubbing my eyes.
"What!"
"Kisa! Honey! He's gone." Mothers voice trailed off.
My eyes snapped open. I jumped out of bed and raced out of the house in nothing but my nightgown. Sprinting down the compound and dragging my hands on the walls to use the momentum to turn my body. I made it to the main house within 3 minuets (a personal record but this was not the time to be worrying about that). I banged on the door. I swung open and I ran inside towards his room. Bounding up the step and into the room, I pushed myself to the front of the crowd. There he was blood running down his chin and no life in his body. I stared at the corpse. Something inside me raced, a strange felling. Something I have never felt before. Something was urging me to touch him and to say something that I couldn't quite get the grasp of. It all ended too quickly as I was dragged out of the room.
"You Did this! You filthy Bitch. How Dare you!"
I looked up at his mothers face with dispassion and replied.
"No, something else did." Slap. My head was thrust sidewards as her hand came in contact with my cheek. I let a single tear roll but then turned and glared at her. I ran out of the house. Not looking back.
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Many months later.
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I have been looking everywhere. Where was it.
I had found a passage beneath the compound that lead to a library like place with thousands of scrolls. I had done my research and I knew that this was the place where all the jutsu scrolls were kept. Not just any scrolls, but secret ones that belonged only to the Kuro-Yuki clan. A special set of jutsus that were our hidden weapon. The ability to control the souls of the dead.
Yes, there was finally a way for me to be able to revive my lost cousin. The one who had died because of me. Every one blamed me. I walked down the street only to be started at. Whispers could be heard from either side as I passed saying "Look, isn't it that kid who killed her relative because she couldn't stand not being heir"...People had it wrong and I was going to prove that. Ever since that day, something I can't quite get a hold of had been stirring inside of me. I noticed that when ever I did something or got close to something I wanted it would awaken again. Perhaps it is my true self? Or perhaps a monster?
I walked to wards the back shelf where all the larger scrolls were kept and felt that familiar rumble at the back of my head. Listening to your instincts is hard but I followed it anyway grabbing the scroll directly above me. Why did I have to choose the heaviest one! Seriously I will have to learn some day. I dragged the large lump called paper out into a clearing in the forrest that we use for training and dropped it most unceremoniously onto the ground. I opened the seal and began to read under the darkness of night. For about 5 hours I studied the scroll memorising the hand signs and signing contracts with the souls with the stars and the moon as witnesses.
At about 5am, I looked up. Untied my forehead protector that I was given and wiped the sweat from my head. It was hard work reading all these since it was such a humid night. A noise broke my concentration. The ground started to shake. I stood up only to meet the gaze of my fellow clan members. What were they all doing here?
"I KNEW IT! You were only putting on a masquerade to fool us into thinking that you were innocent! Look at you! You are nothing but a monster! Killing your cousin then reading all the clan secrets! HOW DARE YOU! Where is her mother. There you are. Kill her!"
Someone grabbed me from behind while another forced me to watch as my mother, the leaders sister was repeatedly stabbed. I just watched, my mind blank. I didn't even register when they started to beat me. Every punch and kick, every kunai and shuriken, every jutsu was numb. I didn't even register the fact that I fell on my back into the muddy ground. Why. Why. Why. A tears fell and created uneven paths down my cheek.
"This is the end of the monster. I will kill her. Let this be a lesson to all of you. Dare to disobey me and this is what happens."
The head of the family positioned his sword above me. Raising his arm in preparation for the final blow. Something snapped. That something that I have been waiting for. I have been waiting for you for a long time.
Come child, release me. I want to be free. Set me free. I am you. You and I shall show them.
Normal Point of view:
There was a chuckle. All eyes were now on Kisa's form. Her eyes were closed, her knees were bent at funny angles. What was starting to scare everyone was the sound being emitted from her almost dead form. Her body shook as she erupted in laughter, so sinister that the hairs on the back of everyones necks almost froze. The head of the clan was in panic. He swung the sword with all his might. He froze, rooted to the spot. Kisa's hand was gripping the sword and she stood straight up from that bent position on the ground. Her body contorted like a zombi as she straightened herself. She opened her eyes.
Grey. Grey eyes. Eyes that could pierce through your very soul. The true Kuro-Yuki heir had returned.
She laughed.
"Monster. You call me monster" Her voice like the death reaper itself boomed out from her tiny body. "You called me monster. HAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT DOES THAT MAKE YOU! YOUR NOT EVEN WORTHY OF A TITLE!"
You could see massive amounts of dark chakra being emitted as the brightening sky clouded over creating a death like feel. Everyone was too scared to move. What did they do. They knew of this power from ancient books. They had thought that this power was just a legend. No, it was staring them right in the face. Hysteria. Like the name suggested it was brought on by something that forced the user near death. This power increased the uses own abilities 100 fold but the user would go crazy and would not stop until their goal was achieved, usually ending in death.
This now crazed person said in a soft and deadly voice. "Come meet see the pain, the pain you have caused me. You will all remember the day that you first created this monster. All the living shall die and the soul shall cry, Ninja art: Soul burial".
Everything went black as all that could be heard was the sound of ripping and screaming. A few seconds later blue orbs were floating around the clearing before disintegrating into nothing. All that was left in that area surrounded but forrest was piles of dead clan members and one small girl covered in blood. Kisa grabbed the scroll and slowly walking towards the clans grave yard that happened to be close by.
Once she was there, she proceeded towards the grand looking grave. The one of her cousin. She knelt before it and whispered, I wish you could come back to me". A single ray of light, signaling the start of a new day, broke through the dark clouds and illuminated the stone and her weeping form.
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Authors note: How did you enjoy that. A bit depressing if you ask me... but what do you expect you have to start some how. Don't worry things will only get better. Please review because I wan't to know how it was. Be prepared for the next chapter of The Red Soul.
Love PUP!