Ber er hver að baki nema sér bróður eigi.
(Bare is the back of a brotherless man.)
-Icelandic Proverb

Hibiki sighed as she got up, jumping slightly as she finished warming up. She was at a mixed martial arts dojo so she could brush up on her techniques. There were only about four or five people around who really didn't seem to care about her presence, opting to stay away from her as they practiced different martial arts.

She didn't have much to do now after the coach had told her she didn't need to come to basketball practice, just when called in by the manager, and wouldn't take no for an answer after she had beaten the captain in a one-on-one game. Maybe she should just quit since there wasn't a point in staying if she was going to be told not to come in. After all, there were more clubs that she could go for.

Hibiki hummed to herself silently, pondering on those thoughts as she mixed skills from her recently learned basketball into her techniques, making them more unpredictable, but hard to perfect. Her leg swung backwards as she spun silently with her socks on the hardwood floor, hitting the dummy at an angle which would most likely hit a pressure point to reduce the feeling of pain and greatly injure the person internally.

She pushed her hair out of her face and made a mental note to go get an appointment at the nearby barber shop as she hit the dummy once more with her palm jut out directly where the center of the body would be considered to be, making most, but not all of the dummy waver.

Hibiki heaved in a breath, wiping off the sweat under her chin before starting once more, staying there for what seemed like only a few minutes to her, but actually until the dojo closed for the day. She paid the monthly membership fee at the desk before bowing and going out the paper doors to feel the chill of the night's cold air that she openly welcomed. All she wore were a white t-shirt with short and sneakers so the wind quickly wrapped around her, soothing her red skin.

She jogged to the outskirts of town that night, where she lived in a small one-room apartment that had all the necessities to live in, nothing more and nothing less. When she opened the door, a brown blur flew past her inside and she paid it no mind, closing and locking the door behind her as she walked inside to be greeted by silence.

She took a quick shower before going out to see a brown, teenage eagle staring at her from their perch up on a large cage that seemed to have more than enough space for the bird in her bedroom. Hibiki put her arm out and called out to it," Rune."

The large bird immediately responded, flying over and grabbing onto her upper arm, making claw marks which were invertible. Hibiki didn't wince, used to the slight pain the adolescent bird would bring and walked over to the cage, which was the only thing in the room other than bird supplies minus the food, and put him in, closing the cage but not locking it, knowing that Rune wouldn't escape.

She turned off the lights and went to the living room/dining room where she spotted a letter on the small table meant for her homework.

Hibiki walked over and opened the sealed envelope and looked inside to see the contents, taking out a piece of paper and reading the contents. She set the paper down, eyes slightly simmering with amusement as she went into the makeshift bed.

She closed her eyes and the last thing she thought of was how much Reborn was an amusing scientific anomaly.

...

Hibiki woke up as the sun started to rise, stretching before going into the open door to the bedroom, slipping into a pair of jeans in the closet before going to the bathroom and getting freshened up, putting bandages on her upper right arm and her chest before putting on a black tee shirt and grey socks.

She felt Rune fly onto her shoulder and checked the clock on the wall to see it was an quarter past six and headed out for the barber shop that was an hour away, half if she jogged.

Rune flew off into the sky when she opened the door. Hibiki locked it behind her before jogging to the barber shop, her eyes sharp and focused on the road she was on. Few people were out, most of the few people going to work in the early hours or getting home from a night full of things they most likely won't remember.

When she saw the barber pole outside of the shop, Hibiki slowed down and walked in, the bell chiming as she did so. An old man around his mid sixties gave her a large grin, asking her to sit down in the empty chair in front of him.

Hibiki did as he asked sitting down on the soft adjustable chair," Please cut it short." The male blinked in surprise at the girl's straightforwardness and since her voice was quieter than he thought it would be, before grinning," Osu."

In about five minutes, her hair was no longer in her face and was cut to the top of her neck and the top of her forehead, spiking up on its own. Hibiki paid 1800 yen* and bowed in thanks before leaving.

She opened the door and started on her way to the sports festival.

Character Profile:

Name: Auðbjörg 'Hibiki' Inga Úlfhrafndóttir

Age: 14

Nationality: Icelandic

Height: 175 cm

Hobby: Trying new sports

Birthday: March 13

Club: Basketball Club

*1800 yen=around 15 dollars.

Well I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Please go back and re-read chapters 1-3, I've edited them. Sorry for the long wait by the way. I moved from California to Seattle, Washington by car so I haven't had a lot of time.

I'm starting school here tomorrow so I won't have that much time anymore, but I'll update as much as I can.

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