There are two ways a person can become a loyal servant of Jashin, otherwise known as a Jashinist. The second way a person can become a Jashinist is by finding a lone Jashin rosary.

I was walking down the street of the Hidden Village in the Hot Springs. There wasn't really anywhere for a 14 year old kid like me to go during summer, so I decided to have some fun.

Walking by the outdoor market, I snatched one of the apples on display and took off running. "Hidan, get back here!" The old geezer yelled running after me. Luckily, I was a ninja and he wasn't so I jumped on top of the roof.

"What are you gonna do now, gramps?" I shouted taking a bite out of the apple. Suddenly the academy teachers appeared behind me, looking pretty pissed off. "…Hidan."

I slowly turned my head. "Shit!" I yelled taking off once more.

I was tied to a chair in the academy head's office. "Hidan, you can't go off and steal people's merchandise." He told me calmly. "Whatever…" I mumbled. He looked pretty mad now, and stalked off to talk to the other teachers.

"Damn teachers." I said to myself while picking up trash around the ruins. My punishment was to do get rid of random trash that teenagers dropped here. Bunch of idiots.

I was already bored, so I stopped to look around the place and see if I could find anything. The ruins was supposed to be home to these freakish Indian people. There was a building not to far off that looked charred as if a fire had struck the place. I ran over there and peeked inside.

It was just random broken items and chairs flipped over. Crap like that. I walked up some stairs to see a bedroom. It looked as if it had the worst of the fire. As I stepped forward the floor caved in, and I barley dodged in time. I stepped around that part and went over to some file cabinets. Surprisingly it was in English. It was a report on some catastrophe that happened way back. I kept searching through the files until I heard something heavy drop to the bottom.

My hand swept down as I searched for it. Picking it up, I looked at it. It was a necklace where the pendant was a circle with a upside down triangle in it. Bunch of weirdo Indians with their jewelry! Suddenly the necklace stang my hard with fierce coldness. I felt like an icicle wedged into my hand, so I immediately dropped it.

My hand began to bleed so I left, jumping through the caved in floor.

The next few days were pretty screwed up. My body felt off, and my reflexes were really slow. The injury on my hand never stopped burning and it hurt like fuck!

I made a decision. I was going to back to that freak-show place and check that damned necklace out.

It wasn't hard to find because of how distant the house was from the rest of them. After climbing upstairs while avoiding the hole, I found the necklace in the same place I had dropped it.

Taking some pliers out of my pocket, I picked the necklace up and looked at it again. I was just your normal everyday freakish necklace. I was gonna leave it there again because my hand didn't hurt anymore, but my arm wouldn't listen. It wouldn't budge.

Suddenly, the necklace flew out of the pliers and around my neck. It sat there comfortably until the burning began again. Screaming….screaming, the pain wouldn't go away. It sizzled my skin and was beginning to boil. Juice was oozing out of my skin and I passed out.

After that terrible experience, I woke up. My eyes darted around, but I couldn't quite make out exactly where I was. I man walked up to me, wearing the same necklace. "Where….." My voice choked as if it had swollen up. "Where are you? Why your in heaven. Hell's heaven." The man spoke.

"You seem to have found my poor Keiichi's necklace. Well, I can tell you will become a great Priest." I simply glared at him. He took out a sharp black weapon. My eyes widened and I tried to get away, but thrashing did no good.

"I am your new god. You will respect me and my ways. I shall give immortality, and you shall thrive in your world, spreading my religion." He spoke quickly.

"You, spitting image of the Priest Keiichi, shall become reborn as Jashin's Priest Hidan!" He yelled before plunging the sharpened weapon straight into my chest.