"Ok class it's time for the final exam." said a man with a scar across his
face. "Now then…WHAT THE HELL!" A bright light filled the classroom and
just as quickly as it appeared it vanished, only leaving three people behind.

"Ok promise you'll remind me never to hit random things with a sledge
hammer again." One said as he rubbed his eyes, overcoming temporary
blindness.

"Promise." said the other two who were doing the exact same thing.

"Excuse me you are interrupting the Genin exam." said the scarred one.

"Genin exam? What the hell is that?" asked the blond one.

"It's to determine who is eligible to become official ninja of the village." said the scarred one.

"Hm I don't remember having to take a written exam when I was picked to
be a ninja. Mostly I just blew up a couple buildings and was drafted into the
training program." said Night Hawk.

The tall one nodded. "Mostly it was your skills at remaining undetected when you were on your
terrorist spree." said Shadow Hunter.

"I can't believe I've stayed friends with a former terrorist." The blond one said teasing.

"Hey you assassinated a prime minister and tried to kill me when Shadow Hunter and I tried to recruit you!" The short one shouted.

"Enough! Now while you two have been arguing I've realized we aren't exactly in New York anymore." said Shadow Hunter. The two looked out the window.

"Excuse me, did you say you all were ninja?" The man with light hair asked.

"Names Shadow Hunter. These are my team mates Night Hawk and Jet Blade. We
belong to the Night Dragon Clan, together we are Team Shadow." Shadow Hunter
posed with his left hand on his wait and right pointing upward. Night Hawk
took his on the right, starring straight forward with his arms crossed. Jet
Bade was crouched in front with his katana, sheathed, resting on his left
shoulder. (someone draw this scene PLEASE!)

"Yes well." The class started laughing. "Normally here you'd have to
pass an exam. Want to try?" said the light haired man, who wanted to try to
embarrass Team Shadow.

"Why not?" The three took the papers. "And who are you two?"

"I'm Iruka, and this is Mizuki." Both had on nervous smiles, both wary of the newcomers. But this was easily seen by one of them.

"No need to be nervous, we're not here to kill you. If we were you'd be
dead not thirty seconds after we got here." Night Hawk and Jet Blade nodded to Shadow Hunter's comment.

The trio sat down and took the test, all taking extremely lucky guesses. They handed in the papers and followed everyone outside.

"Guy what are you doing here?" A man with a bowl cut hair style turned toward Iruka.

"My team's training field has been heavily damaged by my youthful students! It cannot be used properly! So we are doing some light sparring here at the youthful academy!" Everyone turned to the laughing in the back.

Night Hawk was on the ground holding his sides as he laughed. "I can't
breathe." was all he managed to say.

"That is an interesting fashion choice I must say." Shadow Hunter said.

"Do not insult Guy-sensei!" Night Hawk calmed down in time to roll
backwards onto his hands and get up. He saw a kick coming and caught it.

"Ah! It's a mini clone!" Night Hawk tossed the similarly dressed green
kid away and grabbed his sword. It was all black, the bottom was serrated, it
had three one inch long ten centimeter wide slits along the blade, there was
no guard and the hilt was wrapped in black nylon cord.

A pole positioned across his chest stopped him. "Calm down Night Hawk we
don't want to make a scene." said Shadow Hunter.

"You don't, I do!" And with the butt end of his katana, Jet Blade knocked Shadow Hunter out in the back of the head.

"Alright." Night Hawk sighed and returned his blade. A girl on the other side of the training field caught sight of the sword. She told herself to ask him about it later.

"Can you three please take your masks off? You're making some of the
students feel a little intimidated." said Iruka. The three just did it without arguing not
wanting another scene, though Jet Blade and Night Hawk did.

Half the crowd became red in the face. One blonde who was arguing with a pink haired girl turned and had wide eyes as she looked at the short blonde.

"What?" Night Hawk asked as he lowered his hood. He noticed the girl across the field and waved to her, making her blush.

The next part of the test went well for Team Shadow. Fighting and weapons
were their strengths. "Ok now for ninjutsu. A simple clone and substitution."
Jet Blade's hand went up. "What the hell is a clone and substitution?"
Everyone just stared at them. "What?" 'God we're saying that a lot.'

"Well you three can pass as you got perfect scores on every other part of
the exam. Though how you did on the written I'm not sure." Iruka said as Anbu appeared in the room.

"The hokage would like to speak with these three." He placed his hand on Shadow Hunter's shoulder and vanished.

"Hey!" Night hawk and Jet Blade began to panic when someone touched their shoulders and they disappeared. Next thing they were in an office. Night Hawk saw the strange man and three kids, who he assumed were his students. He also noticed an old man at the desk. "Shit." was all Team Shadow had to say.