Shimada Hyuga: combatant of fate

Darkness... that was all I saw around me, I felt nothing, saw nothing, and heard nothing. All I had were my thoughts and they were going a million miles an hour. Like first of all, how on earth did I get into this situation? All I remember was heading back to my car after coming back from a movie I saw. Thinking about that moment more and more I couldn't for the life of me figure out what happened until it finally dawned on me, I got mugged…

'Dammit…'

Well that's just great I got stabbed and now I'm in this situation, for all I know I could be in a coma for who knows how long or all things considered I could even be dead, but if that's the case why does something about this not feel right? Still lost in my thoughts on how I can salvage being in a situation like this was when things suddenly weren't so dark anymore.

"Awww look at him Harada he's so beautiful."

'Huh? What's going on?'

"You're right Yuumi-chan, he's got your hair and he even has the Byakugan, it's quite the combination."

'Wait wait wait wait... WHAT?! Byakugan?! This makes no sense! It couldn't be me... right?'

As I was about to ask questions on what was going on all I could hear coming out of my mouth was incoherent babbles.

'Oh no…'

It was after I processed in my brain that I was now a baby I promptly started to freak out, which in turn caused me to wail like my life depended on it.

"It's okay Shimada-kun Tou-san and Kaa-san are here, we aren't going anywhere." Yuumi said soothingly.

My poor mother did little console me as I was still freaking out, but after trying to make some sense out of my current predicament I eventually managed to stop screaming bloody murder and things were surprisingly peaceful after that, which was good as it made it easier to process things. Like the fact, I had the freaking Byakugan! That alone confirmed the fact that I was in the Narutoverse. I mean if there was any fictional universe to be thrown into I'm glad it was this one since my knowledge of future events was very good. Considering the kind of absolute powerhouse ninja that were out there I needed any kind of advantage I could get, especially versus monsters like Pain, Obito, Madara, and Kaguya.

Unfortunately for me, I don't have a bijuu lying in my gut and I don't have an incredibly hax dojutsu at my disposal so getting to the point where I can even contend with them won't be easy. Don't get me wrong while I think the Byakugan is a super useful and crazy underrated tool to have... it's not the Sharingan and it's certainly not the Rinnegan. Oh well, there's still plenty of useful things I can do with Byakugan. My thoughts on my potential abilities stopped as I finally observed my surroundings and I took a good look at my new parents.

Harada was your typical looking Hyuga in his features, he was above average in height about 5'10"- 6'0" (178 -183 cm) from what I could tell, he had dark brown hair that went down to the middle of his back, a slight tan to his skin, a surprisingly strong jawline, and of course there were those signature white eyes that every Hyuga was known for. Something I noticed was that he had a headband on which meant that he was most likely from the branch family, there was also something eerily familiar about him but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Now my mother was something I wasn't expecting.

The first thing that popped out to me was her snow-white hair that went to shoulder blades and the two red dots on her forehead, she also had light blue eyes, pale-ish skin, and a slightly rounded face, I couldn't get a gauge on her height since she was sitting on a bed but if a had to guess maybe 5'7" or 5'8" (170 or 172 cm). I immediately connected the dots (no pun intended) and recognized that she was from the Kaguya clan! I don't ever remember there being a Kaguya clan member in Konoha during Naruto's timeline or even when the third shinobi world war was brewing, that immediately sent alarm bells in my head.

On the one hand, there was a chance I could have the Shikotsumyaku which would be amazing, having that along with Byakugan would make me a Taijutsu monster. But on the other hand, there are already changes I have no control over and I don't even know where I am in the timeline, I guess that's something I can figure out as soon as we get out of the hospital.

The rest of the time at the hospital was rather uneventful as all I did was keep on thinking about the future and what I would do and trying to learn more about my parents. I wasn't quite successful with Harada being the stoic Hyuga he is but at the very least I can tell he cares a lot about me, and my mother Yuumi is quite the gentle person with a nasty temper. While I'm glad she's not a crazy battle-hungry brute like most of the Kaguya clan are, that bloodlust had to go somewhere and it went straight into her temper. Don't ever get her angry, ever. She has a mean streak that could make even Kushina jealous, thankfully it takes quite a lot for her to get to that point. I always noticed my father's behavior being comically on edge whenever she got irritated.

(1 month later)

After we got out of the hospital the first thing I did was try and look for the Hokage monument and when I did I noticed there being 4 heads up there. This was good since that meant we could be anywhere from the very tail end of the third shinobi world war or sometime after the Kyuubi attack which meant I was more than familiar with this timespan. As we were walking back something I immediately noticed was that we weren't heading towards the Hyuga compound... odd, I thought all Hyuga members we relegated to live in the Hyuga compound, As I was being carried to an average-looking house near the market district I thought that maybe we visiting someplace or someone first.

"We're home Shimada-kun!" Yuumi said sweetly

'Well, there goes that theory.' I thought.

As I was laying still curled in my mother's arms contemplating the situation I was in my main thoughts were: why was a Hyuga living on the outside of the compound, even though I have a general idea of the timeframe I needed to know where was I exactly in the timeline, what other anomalies are going to appear, and the most important one what did I get myself into?

As the months passed by I was going over my plan of action for the future, so far when it comes to my arsenal right now I decided that the best thing to focus on is Taijutsu when the opportunity comes in a few years. My dad will probably be teaching the gentle fist which will immediately put me at an advantage against a majority of my peers. The gentle fist is quite frankly insane, being able to shut down your opponent's chakra network and even their internal organs with a thrust of a chakra-enhanced palm is something a lot of shinobi wish that they can do. Such an elegant and deadly style is something I will whole-heartedly pour as much effort as I possibly can to master, but that being said it won't be the only thing I will be relying on.

See while the gentle fist certainly deserves all praise it gets that doesn't mean it's without its weaknesses, first of all, if your opponent has a way to tap into a second chakra source or force their tenketsu points open then you might as well not bother since all you're doing is putting yourself in danger by staying up close and wasting your energy. And second of all if your enemy has a hard physical barrier like stone or metal covering their body the gentle fist has trouble in that aspect since it doesn't have the piercing or physical power to deal with tough physical objects and it effectively shuts the style down.

Another thing I definitely want to get into is seals. Seals are the swiss army knives of the ninja world, they can be used offensively and defensively, seal anything from items to freaking bijuu, be used give yourself a power-up like the curse mark... not that I'd ever go that route willingly but that still doesn't take away from it being any less impressive, and of course space-time Ninjutsu like the Hiraishin, really when it comes to seals you're only limited in your imagination. Now just because I'm not an Uzumaki doesn't mean that I can't become a seal master, I mean look at Minato he's not an Uzumaki and he's arguably one of the best seal masters who ever lived, hell even Jiraiya turned out to pretty adept in seals himself.

If I do end up developing the Shikotsumyaku I'm definitely throwing in kenjutsu into the mix since I can literally make weapons on the spot it'd be a waste not to do it. I'll have to remember Kimimaro's fighting style as best as I can sense it's either him or Kaguya I have to reference the kekkei genkai and I'm pretty sure I'm not getting the All-Killing Ash Bones otherwise I'd be one-shotting people left and right. Overall it looks like I'll be a speed and acrobatics fighter, the gentle fist along with Kimimaro's dancing Taijutsu would certainly fit the graceful fighting style and it would be an awesome sight if I do say so myself.

(3 months later)

3 months after I got out of the hospital was the first big event that happened since I appeared in this world and it was October 10th… the Kyuubi attack. Never could I imagine the stress and agony that day would bring, I mean god it was awful. The screams, the malevolence in the air, the destruction the Kyuubi caused to everything around, it was terrible through and through. On that day I was taken by my dad to be put into one of the shelters for anyone who wasn't capable of fighting or was too young to fight as protection since all capable shinobi had to go out and protect the village from what amounted to a force of nature and that included both of my parents, of course, I like many other people were not taking this situation well. He tried to comfort me by saying that he'd be back as soon as possible but I knew just how long this night would truly be.

As I sat in the shelter feeling the malevolent chakra in the air, I thought about all the shinobi going out and giving their all to fight the Kyuubi, and never in my life have felt so helpless. You mean to tell me that there are shinobi that can not only control a being that's absolutely fodderizing one of the strongest villages in the Elemental Nations, but there's also ninja that can go toe to toe with this thing and win... win! How!? How can I possibly amount to anything like this?! The feeling of helplessness went on through the night and it, unfortunately, wasn't going to go away anytime soon.

That night certainly wasn't without its fair share of casualties and unfortunately, my mother happened to be one of the victims. She ended up saving my dad's life by pushing him out of the way of a pretty nasty attack heading towards him, at the very least her death was quick and painless. When the funeral came for the ninja that fell to the Kyuubi's attack I saw the look of sorrow all around as the Sandaime Hokage was giving his speech. He gave his respect and condolences to all of the ninjas who risked and lost their lives to protect the village as best as he possibly could and he made sure to mention the sacrifice the Yondaime Hokage made to "kill" the Kyuubi no Yoko (at least that's what he's saying for now) and that he'd return to his duties as Sandaime Hokage.

When my dad and I finally returned home I saw the despair on his face. As stoic as he normally is he just lost his wife and that would get to any normal person no matter how strong they were. It looked like he wanted to curl up in a corner and just lie there. From the time I knew my mother, I remember all the times she'd spend time playing with me, reading me stories every night, and as annoying as all of the baby talk was she was trying to make me laugh. Even though my time was brief with her I'm still going to miss her, I can only imagine what my dad is going through. He held me in his arms with that same look of sadness, god I hated seeing that look, I tried my best as a 4-month-old baby to cheer him up as best as I could and babbled away trying to reach his face with my stubby arms. It was then I saw him smile for the first time that night as he said,

"Shimada, I promise as a father that no matter what comes your way I'll do whatever I possibly can to protect you from the dangers come," he said with determination, "even if I have to fight all nine bijuu at once."

As cheesy as it was I honestly found it kind of touching that he'd be willing to go that far to protect me, and it gave me some comfort to see that look of determination in his eyes, he really meant it. And it would really show as I grew a bit older.

(3 years later)

After that night I made it my mission to get as strong as I possibly could, of course, we all have to start from somewhere. As nice as it was that I could understand what was being said to me I still had to re-learn how to read and write since I wasn't familiar with kanji in my old life, but thankfully it wasn't too difficult to pick up since again I could understand what was being said. By the time I was 1 I had taken my first steps and only 2 months after that I said my first word which was "Tou-san." He definitely was over the moon that I was able to utter my first words. It was honestly kind of funny seeing how giddy he was in contrast to his normal stoic nature.

At 2 years old I made a pretty big milestone and I was able to activate my Byakugan for the first time. To say it was an experience was an understatement, I felt like I could see everything and it was honestly kind of intoxicating. I could see my father's chakra pathways, his tenketsu points, how developed his chakra coils were, and his chakra levels. And of course, there was the radius in which I could see outwards, my current limit right now was 5 meters and it would only get better with practice. My dad was honestly gobsmacked that I activated the dojutsu so early and made it a point to start my training early.

At 3 years old was when I wanted to start to dabble in messing with chakra, now mind you I was a bit nervous when I started to experiment with chakra since A) I never meditated in my life before and didn't know what would happen and B) I was contemplating that maybe I was too young to start this, but the logical part of me said that if Kakashi graduated at the age of 5 as a genin then what's the harm in experimenting with chakra 2 years earlier? Besides it's not like I'm trying to form or create jutsu, I'm only trying to control it to the best of my abilities, though I did it in secret I'm pretty sure my dad wouldn't approve of me messing with chakra so early. This was also the year I started to practice my Taijutsu because I was advancing so fast my dad figured it was alright to start with my gentle fist training. For once I actually acted my age and I was bouncing around because of how excited I was which prompted my dad to chuckle.

"Alright alright Shimada-kun let's try to keep that energy for when we start practicing," said Harada.

Feeling embarrassed I rub the back of my head, "Sorry Tou-san I'm just so excited that I can start fighting as cool as you do, I feel like I'm ready for anything!" I confidently stated.

Looking back I really wish I didn't say that.

Noticing the evil glint in his eyes, "Oh? Is that so little one? Well, you better hope that you get your katas up to snuff because if I don't think they are you're giving me 20 push-ups each time you mess up."

My eyes widened in horror at that statement.

"B-b-but Tou-san don't you think that's a little much for messing up a style you're just starting to learn?" I pleaded.

"Hmmm... perhaps you're right, but you know what they say 'no pain no gain' plus you did say you were ready for anything didn't you?" Harada said teasingly.

Curse me and my big mouth, it was then I learned how much a slave driver my dad was when it came to training. I messed up... a lot, I mean of course I did, I was just learning the basics of the gentle fist. If messed I up really bad my dad threw in laps just to torture me some more, but I have to say not wanting to do push-ups until my arms felt like jelly was certainly was an incentive for me to get better, and eventually I did.

The gentle fist required an insane amount of precision and speed since you were hitting something as small as a tenketsu point on a target that was always moving. It was very easy to waste your movements and miss your target with the error of margin being so large so the style always took constant practice. I kind of reached a plateau which was expected since I'm only 3 years old, there's only so much my little body can do. I mainly focused on the speed of my palm strikes, my actual running speed, and my chakra control in secret for the rest of the year until I could advance further.

(1 year later)

Nothing really eventful happened in the past year, I kept up the routine of increasing my speed and my chakra control along with training my Byakugan to increase the radius on how far out I can see. On this particular morning, I had to get dressed since I was going to go to the market with my dad to get some food, specifically fish since it was sushi night. We made it a habit to do this once a month since we both loved sushi and any excuse has for us to eat more of it was fine with us.

I looked in the mirror to make sure everything was in order, it was still odd to me looking in the mirror and seeing who I was now, I was standing now at around 3'6" (107 cm), a little above average for someone my age, I got the snow-white hair that my mother had except a small difference between her and my hair was that I had natural purplish-white highlights at the end of my hair that match the color of my eyes, I only let my hair grow until it reached the back of my shoulder blades since I felt that if it was any longer than that it would be a pain to maintain, my skin is an in-between of my father and my mother, I'm not as pale as she is but I don't of the slight tan my father has.

One thing I'm thankful for is that I didn't get the red dots on my forehead from my mother, don't get me wrong while I think they look cool it, unfortunately, paints a target on me to anyone who knows better and it screams, "Hey look over here I might have a rare bloodline from the near-extinct Kaguya clan come get me!" I already stand out with my white hair and my Byakugan, so I'd rather not get kidnapped for having 2 potential bloodlines nevermind 1 thank you very much. I'm also kinda thankful that I inherited my father's strong jawline because if I didn't I would honestly look kind of girly even though complaining about it sounds childish. As I put on my small light grey kimono and purple-white obi we headed out to get our fish.

As we were walking to the market district I was enjoying the sights of Konoha since it was a particularly nice day, I always thought that city-like vibe Konoha had was so cool since the village is always full of life and it made for really unique building structures, I even saw the Ichiraku ramen stand. Seeing the stand made me think about our blonde protagonist.

'I wonder if Naruto has visited Teuchi's stand yet, maybe I should keep visiting the stand until I can finally meet him one day,' I thought.

The kid had a rough childhood, someone as outgoing and full of life as he is must of had a hard time with all of the isolation. It's probably why he ended up resorting to pulling pranks, venting his frustrations and getting the attention he craved for even if it was negative attention. I don't see how much it would hurt for him to have an extra friend this time around.

Since I was lost in my thoughts I almost walked straight into a villager until my dad pulled me to the side at the last second. It took me a couple of seconds to process what happened but I made sure to apologize as soon as possible.

"S-sorry about that sir I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings," I said apologetically.

"Make sure you do so next time brat," he said irritated.

'Ok screw you too buddy.'

I saw a look of uneasiness and discomfort before he turned around and walked away, now I know I look really different from your average citizen but am I really that intimidating? I'm only 4 for gods sake! I was looking at my dad searching for an answer but he had an impassive look on his face that I couldn't read.

"Let's go Shimada-kun," he said in a tone that left no room for argument.

"Ok Tou-san," I said nervously.

It was then I noticed that whenever my dad and I were in the pathway of any villager they would walk a wide berth around us like we had some contagious disease. As I observed more expressions of the people who did this I didn't notice any faces of hate or disgust, it was all the same expression: caution, and it only confused me more, is it related to the reason we haven't visited the Hyuga compound after all of this time? Something must've happened over there and I really wanted to find out what.

After we got the fish and other goods we headed home and my dad prepared for the sushi dinner and it turned out amazing as always. Normally we'd turn in for the night since we usually ate dinner late but my experience from this morning was bugging me, I managed to find the courage and ask what's been on my mind all day.

"Tou-san can I ask you something?" I asked.

"What is it Shimada-kun?" He asked wondering if the question I was about to ask was related to my interaction this morning.

"Why haven't we visited the Hyuga compound after all of this time?"

I was met with nothing but silence, it took a bit for him to answer back and the calculating look he gave me made me wince a bit.

"...what brought on this question, Shimada?"

'Yikes he dropped the honorific which means he's serious, I need to choose my next words carefully now.'

"It only stems from curiosity Tou-san, honest. It's just that we've never been in the compound once and I've only seen other Hyugas in passing and we weren't exactly close to them." I reasoned carefully.

Which was true, honestly I wanted to go up and greet the other Hyugas to see what they were like but my dad reigned me in before I went too far. Back then I assumed he didn't want me straying far from him since I'm so young, but now my suspicions are telling me he doesn't want me around them for a reason.

After gathering his thoughts Harada went back to his normal stoic look as he finally gave me a response.

"Let's just say I'm not on good terms with the clan right now and that's all I'm willing to share right now Shimada-kun," he said with a bit of edge to his voice.

Damn, I wouldn't get a straight answer from him right now, but at the very least the answer he gave me confirms that something did happen back at the compound and the fallout was bad enough that we're living here now and it might be the reason the villagers dance around us with such caution, at least one piece off the puzzle was solved. My thoughts were broken when we heard a knock at the door, my dad activated his Byakugan as he went to the door and I followed suit, hey it's the ninja world can't be too careful. I noticed the person behind the door was definitely a shinobi since he had well-developed chakra coils and his chakra levels were around the same as my father's, so at the very least he was decently strong, the next thing I noticed took me by complete surprise. He looks very similar to my dad, scarily similar almost as if they were related…

'No way…'

"Ah, Harada it's been a good while since I've seen you," I heard the authoritative voice say.

"Likewise Hiashi I assume since you're here it's about something important?" Harada said.

"Can't I come and visit to see how my younger brother is fairing?" Hiashi said trying to lighten the mood.

"While I appreciate the sentiment this is the first time you're visiting my home in 7 years so I'm assuming your appearance here is more important than a house visit," Harada said almost accusingly.

Seeing that his attempt at lightening the mood has failed, Hiashi figured that the best way to handle this was to rip off the band-aid. "May I come in?"

Harada nodded his head and invited him to come inside, as soon as I heard him say that I deactivated my Byakugan. Studying the 2 men in front of me I honestly felt like an idiot for not noticing the resemblance earlier, really the only difference between my dad and Hiashi was that Hiashi was a couple of inches taller than my dad and he also had a slightly lighter shade of brown hair than my dad, these 2 were unquestionably related. I saw Hiashi walking towards me as I did my best to regain my composure.

"Hello there you must be Shimada, am I correct?" Hiashi greeted.

"Y-yes that's correct, welcome Hiashi-sama it's a pleasure for us to have you here," I said with a slight bow.

"And it's a pleasure to finally meet you," he said with a slight smile, "tell me how are you doing in your training?"

So he's trying to gauge my skills, I see no reason to lie to him when it comes to my accomplishments with the gentle fist, but I'll keep how far along I am when it comes to chakra control under wraps unless he deliberately asks.

"It's going really well Hiashi-sama," I said passionately, "I'm already done with the basics with the style, unfortunately, I have to wait until I grow a bit more before I delve into the intermediate training, so for right now I'm mainly training the speed of my palm strikes and how long I can keep my Byakugan active."

Hiashi honestly looked pretty impressed with my results, he probably figured I'd only just started with my gentle fist training, but to already be done with the basics with the style and for it to be done by someone so young certainly wasn't normal. He reached down and ruffled my hair.

"Well done Shimada, keep this up and you'll be one of the best users of the style in the village when you get older I'm sure of it," he said encouragingly

Well, he's nicer than I expected, I always thought that Hiashi was pretty cold to everyone around him despite the fact he asked for Neji's forgiveness in the normal timeline. Maybe he's more relaxed when he's around his family? He gave me one last smile before he gave me a gesture that looked like it was one of guilt before turning to my father.

"Alright Shimada-kun it's time that I talked to your uncle about why he's here, I want you to go to your room okay."

"Ok Tou-san." And that was my cue to scamper away. I went to my room as he said but that doesn't mean that I wouldn't do my best to eavesdrop on the conversation, I had this sickening feeling that the reason he was here was because of me.

"Your boy really is something else Harada, the fact that he's already mastered the basics of the gentle is very impressive, Neji is about halfway through his basics."

"It only took him a year," Harada stated as he smirked. Hiashi looked dumbfounded.

"A year seriously?"

"Indeed, I'm telling you Hiashi my son is something special. Never in my life did I think he would advance this quickly, he's as smart as a whip, it's like he absorbs all of my teachings like a sponge, did you know he awakened his Byakugan when he was 2?

Hiashi was staring at him like he sprouted an extra head.

"I'm serious Hiashi, my son's potential is out of this world, he's gonna be a monster by the time he's 16 if he keeps this up, it's funny that he thinks that he can hide the fact that he's been training his chakra control for a while now, I can sense that training of his whenever he's attempting it."

Dammit, well there goes that secret.

"And if he ends up awakening Yuumi-chan's bloodline as well I certainly don't envy any opponent that has to face him."

"No kidding... it seems like he has a good work ethic even though he seems a little shy, he reminds me of Hinata in that regard minus the confidence issues."

Strengthening his resolve Hiashi took a moment to think of the best way to break the unfortunate news to his brother…

"*Sigh* Harada... I don't know how to say this in a way that can make this easier so I won't beat around the bush... the elders want to put the caged bird seal on your son."

The light and comfortable atmosphere left the room immediately and was replaced with trepidation and anger.

"I'm sorry I'm pretty sure I didn't hear you correctly, did I hear what I thought I did?"

Hiashi could only sullenly nod as he saw his brother's fists clench with anger.

"Like HELL I'm giving in to those demands! The last time I checked I was abolished from the clan for choosing the woman I loved over clan traditions and I haven't looked back ever since, so tell me Hiashi what makes you think that I'd ever agree to those old bastards demands, especially when it comes to putting that damn seal on my son?!"

"Because the abolishment was done on their terms and not mine, meaning they still have some degree of control of your actions when it comes to important clan matters and unfortunately the caged bird seal is one of those matters."

"Hiashi you of all people KNOW why this can't happen! I know what those old bastards are planning to do, they're eyeing my son like he's some kind of breeding machine and simultaneous weapon that they can get their grubby little hands on 'for the betterment of the clan' instead of a normal child that should be cherished! Do you know what they're going to do to him when they put that seal on him?!" My father growled out as he hit the wall with anger.

"DAMMIT HARADA I KNOW... I know... I'm certainly not any happier about this situation believe me. I've tried my best to get them to reconsider the decision but they wouldn't budge, there was only so much I could do as clan head. They aren't giving you a choice in the matter, it's either do the procedure willingly or they bring it up to the Hokage and have you punished for disobeying clan laws and forcefully have your son taken from you."

Harada gritted his teeth in frustration. After taking a moment and realizing he was in a situation he couldn't possibly get out of, he could only rub his temples to soothe the headache he was getting from hearing this and asked.

"How long are they giving me?"

"Until the end of the year, I did the best I could to buy you as much time as possible but they wouldn't give me any more time than this, I'm so sorry that this is happening Harada… I truly am."

Harada could only sigh in defeat, "It's not your fault Hiashi, thank you for trying to salvage what you could out of this situation, can I... can I have time to think this over, I still need to process what was said to me."

"Of course…" Hiashi made his way to the door, "I hope the next time we see each other that it won't be over dealings as nasty as this."

"..."

"Good night otouto." He said gingerly as he left the house.

Harada could only shuffle towards his room as he had the conversation he just finished playing over and over again on repeat in his mind. Desperately he tried to find a way out of this, some kind of loophole he could exploit so he could get his son out of such a precarious situation but no matter how much he thought and desperately tried to find an answer he couldn't find one. He felt like such a failure, he only had one job and that was to keep his promise, a promise he made to his wife before she died and that was to keep their son safe. He even promised this to the boy after they had come back from his mother's funeral, but no, just when he thought he had his life together after he had lost his wife and finally had gotten away from the influence of the clan they come waltzing back and try to take his son and doom him to a life of being a slave and a weapon, and the wasn't a thing he could about it without putting his son in danger.

"What am I going to do Yuumi-chan?"

I certainly wasn't fairing any better.

'What... how dare they... HOW DARE THEY DO THIS TO ME?!'

I wanted to scream, I wanted to march out there and off every single one of those old crones just so I wouldn't have to deal with the threat of being their plaything, but I had neither the strength nor the resources to pull anything like that off. Now I know why my father wanted me to avoid this clan like the plague, it was so this exact scenario wouldn't happen, but unfortunately despite all of his efforts, they decided to make themselves known and forcefully take me away like I was their piece of property. No way in hell was I taking this lying down, if the elders think that they can string me along and use me like a puppet for their little game then they certainly have another thing coming, I will not be anyone's plaything, not now not ever.

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