OK, on last intro chap…. Please forgive if it's a little short or vague Actually Im watching Spiderman 3 as I type so…… ya… here is slytherinXprincessX16's chapter
Enter Michiko Asuma
The leaves rustled above the girl's head, her silvery white hair flowing in the wind. Her brother stood next to her, eating a raw fish from the river beside them. Her mother and father, surprisingly, were fishing, her father's blue skin and gills soaked in the water.
The little girl waked over to her brother, who looked exactly like her father, except for his mother's blue hair. His gills were mere lines, etched on his face. His headband was a little crooked, but his sword on his back was straight up his back, protruding from his left side.
"Brother, can you cook some for me and mother? Father looks a little busy."
"Michiko-Chan, please just eat some berries."
"But Kisaaaaaameeeeeeeeee-kuuuuuuuuunnnn……"
"Michiko, listen to your brother. Eat berries; I saw a bush over there. We have to leave soon anyway," a voice from the stream called. It was the little girl's mother. She sighed and went over to the direction her mother had pointed. Berries were there all right. Poison berries.
Michiko sighed and stamped back to the small clearing. Looked like a certain six-year-old would have to stay hungry. Oh well, ninja's to-be had to become strong somehow.
When she arrived she was hit it the head by a flying stone. Dust covered the clearing and the stream was unheard over the sounds of metal clashing on metal. Michiko rubbed her head and took out a small pack of kunai's she had in her pocket. Immediately she turned to her brother. Apparently it had been a surprise attack and Kisame had been jumped and his sword was farther away from him. He was battling a dark-haired man with stress lines across his face. His eyes burned red like coal.
She couldn't even see her parents. The dust from the dry, cracked ground around the clearing made almost nothing visible. But before long she felt something. A sharp pain in her side from something stabbing her.
She backed down to the ground. Her hair in front of her face turned red. Just the normal thing. The hair read her mood from her chakra. And now she was in pain.
She stood to face a man with eyes that were nearly blank, but were gazing straight at her. Spirals ran down the eyes instead of pupils. His cloak had red clouds all around. His spiky yellow hair was pointed upwards. A scratch went through his Rain village headband. Michiko was scared.
She ran a blood trail behind her. She heard her brother scream and her parents raced across the stream along with Michiko. The dust was left behind and so was her brother. Michiko sat down and cried. Then pain overwhelmed her and she woke up.
Michiko woke up in her soft bed. It was that dream again. She rubbed her eyes and pushed away the water that was brimming at the edges. The moon shone brightly outside, clouds covering the stars. A slight drizzle was starting to come down. Michiko sighed. Ah well, she had to travel whether she wanted to or not. The Academy started in 32 hours and she had just enough time to make it to the Konaha.
Lightly Michiko packed, only carrying her bow and arrows, clothes, and some money. She started off in the night looking one last time at the village she had lost her brother and all her memories in. The mist covered enough to the point where she could see a radius of about five feet. The Mist Village was behind her within the hour.