One of the shortest chapters, but I think this will fill in a lot of the 'gray' area to how and why Hidan attacks and such…

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It has been seven years since Hidan was dragged into this hell village, where blood chants and sacrifices were of common practice. Through the years Hidan had been observing Jashin very closely and carefully and it looks as though the man had not aged a day since their meeting. He realizes he can never return to his village even if it survived and healed itself; his loyalties now solely lie within Jashin. And now today, Hidan is off training in the back of the cave he now calls 'home'.

It was a rainy and gloomy day within the hidden village, as it was almost every day. Barely as if both Jashin and this land remained untouched by the gnashing claws of time. Outside by a tree was a very focused and older Hidan, He had grown in body and strength but was no where near his potential, that's exactly what he was trying to change. Through the years he watched the well-trained Jashinists scuffle and spar, taking note of every move of every hand sign down to each jutsu. He could probably tell you who can use what jutsu or who can dodge the fastest. No matter how hard Hidan tried he could not get the hang of getting in control of his chakra.

He was standing in knee high water trying his hardest to focus on his feet so he could walk on the water. Every time he failed his simple task he would blame himself aloud. But, he was unaware of a set of eyes watching him from a tree over looking the small pond. The figure jumped down and stood behind Hidan.

"Hidan-san, you mustn't take it so hardly. Perhaps mastering chakra is not the best thing to train on at this time. You are still very young and have loads of time to perfect these little things." Said Jashin in a reassuring voice. He had taken to Hidan and was in high assumption that one day he will become his most favored Jashinist. A beast of destruction and a monster with a blood rattling thirst. High expectation yes, but all these pressure can affect Hidan in more ways than one. Killing or coming close to being killed can change an individual entirely. But Jashin had faith in this boy and hoped he would not break much under this high expectation.

"But Jashin-sama" Hidan answered with a bow. "I have seen the other Jashinists…and their abilities are really cool, but I have yet to master to even walk on water like any other ninja. I despise myself." He said punching the water with his fists. This is the part of his life were he begins to wage wars on himself at an early age stirring up a temper he had never known before. It was a sad sight for a nice young boy to be starting to turn into a relentless monster.

"Well…let me help you and if you promise me to focus on more hand to hand combat after succeeding in this, I will reward your hard earned efforts my young Hidan." He said with a smirk that had a hint of slyness in it, but Hidan would never sense nor pick up on that.

"Hai!" He said retrying.

A few hours later, Jashin had retired to a quiet meditation as Hidan was still struggling to even manage that , and Jashin said he would help. Looking back he saw the man, calm and quiet, he would trick someone into thinking he's dead. So here's Hidan and Jashin was off in who knows where, NO HELP AT ALL.

Or was he?…

"Wait a sec…" He mumbled looking at Jashin-sama again…calm, quiet…still? Could it. All this time Hidan had been making a commotion and getting far too angry as he struggled. Maybe he was approaching this wrong physically. Maybe, he did this discretely and calmly, perhaps that was the secret to applying his chakra, or what reminisce which hid inside him.

So after an hour of rethinking this, Hidan tried it.. and it worked! He was so overjoyed he fell in the water and started doing cart wheel, and splashing around which did wake up Jashin. Rubbing his eyes he started at Hidan and smiled. That… wasn't what he had exactly in mind. He WAS going to show Hidan the powers that he, Jashin had and was going to simply levitate him over the water to make it seem like that but… this was good to.

Getting up he stopped at the edge of the water and dug around on the inside of his cloak and called Hidan over who came splashing up to Jashin and bowed before him with a big grin on his face.

"Now this day… you are a shinobi of this village." He said tying a rain headband around Hidans forehead and slightly bowing his head to the young silver-haired ninja. It has been such a long time and even though, a director of death, chaos, and destruction Jashin had developed a special bond with Hidan, almost like if he raised a successor. Even though Jashin was locked into the sands of time, Hidan would be his first pick to fill in his dark shoes that was walking the path of death.

"Thank you Lord Jashin!" He said with a cheery laugh.

All this cheer, too real.. Or was it too fake… too short lived… the line of insanity was oh so gray

"And Jashin… I have something I want to ask you.." His voice was serious and dropped his head to look at the ground.

"And that would be what, Hidan." The death God's voice was shallow and dark. That was his usual tone but he did not enjoy the dull ringing of Hidan's less optimistic voice.

"I wish to…."

----------------------------------------------------------Oh! Suspense xD sorry folks, R/R