Kyoji bent over and splashed the cool stream water onto his face.
"Ok I'm calm, now I have to recall Master Arai told me to determine who is guilty."
"I think it is finally time to reveal my past to you. I know you have probably wondered why I have never talked about it and the reason is I was not always how I currently am. In my youth I associated with an organization that is notorious for its shady dealings. I was rising among the ranks, and pretty much only used in stealth missions and theft, both were my specialties. I wasn't as ruthless as the others so I had to excel in those areas. My family knew that my involvement would cause suffering and tried to convince that the things that I was doing were wrong, but I would not listen. I was in love with all the power, wealth, and respect that I had acquired by joining the Foot."
"Anyway after a few years of involvement and becoming a well respected leader in the Clan, I was asked to something even I would not do. I was asked to kill someone, leaders said that I was the only person capable of doing the job, no one else could sneak into such a highly guarded compound. However, although I was a bit misguided I was not completely without morals, I told them I could never kill. They waited a week and then sent a member of the Clan whose sneaking skills were supposed to rival my own. The Foot ninja was killed in his attempt to infiltrate the compound. The leaders of the Clan grew anxious, the man they wanted me to kill must have been a serious threat to them. So they approached me a second time about slaying the man, but I refused once more. The following day one of the leaders came to me and said that he would give me one last chance to do the right, but I said that I could not take a life. Minutes later while I was meditating I heard something hit the floor hard and I broke from my meditation. I opened my eyes and witnessed the brutally slain body of my brother's only son."
"I could not believe what had happened, I knew he was killed because of me, my family suffered because I could only think of the good that came with being in the Foot Clan. I fled from the room and ran straight to my brother's house. I entered into his home and automatically feared the worst when I discovered that the door was unlocked. The initial evidence was not looking as if it would disprove my thinking either. There pieces of a large vase were scattered near the door . As I walked into the living room the tiny bit of optimism that remained was snatched . My brother and his wife lay murdered on their once snow white carpet, which was now decorated with their blood, leaving huge inkblot like stains."
"The Foot killed them to get to me and worked pretty nicely, too nicely in fact because I was so disgusted with the Foot Clan that I could never go back. I could stand to see them like this so I left, but I made sure to leave the door wide open so that the neighbors would investigate later. I called my parents multiple times, but no one answered meaning the Foot had gotten to them as well. With no more family ties I decided to retreat to forest area that we currently reside in. Since that day I decided to live honestly, simply and more virtuously as well. I lived alone that way thirty years before the loneliness inside of me became so powerful that I ended up getting you."
"Master-" Kyoji said, confused by the revelation.
"Do not speak in haste young one, return to your quarters to meditate on how you truly feel."
"Damn it was the Foot, I should have known. They will pay, I don't know how I will do this but Master Arai will be avenged."
Kyoji walked back to his now empty home to get some things before setting off to find the Foot.
"Let me think where are the swords and armor Master promised me? He said that when I finished my training they would be mine. Wait I remember, he kept them in his room under his sleeping mat."
Kyoji rolled the mat out of the way and sure enough found a trapdoor underneath, he opened the door and pulled out the armor and katanas. They belonged to his Master who never needed to use them while with the Foot; for obvious reasons. The armor was a lightweight, compact material that was extremely sturdy, and shaped a bit like a vest.
"Damn how will I be able to get this thing on, it can't fit over my shell. I can't just leave this armor behind though it would be such a waste. Maybe I can... no that won't work, hey what it I cut along the sides?
Kyoji took the katana and slowly began slicing down the sides and minutes later it was fully separated. Then he got some tape to secure the armor and began moving around. After determining that the tape worked he went to look for a few more things. Scabbards for the katanas, knee and elbow pads, and some black cloth were all found in his lodging. He slid the katanas into the scabbards, put on the pads and cut eye holes into the cloth to make it into a bandana and used the rest of the cloth as a belt. However he still was not done with his search, he went into his Master's dresser and eventually found some black leggings in the bottom drawer. He put them on hastily and left the house.
"I will make the Foot regret their actions one way or another."
"Ok I'm calm, now I have to recall Master Arai told me to determine who is guilty."
"I think it is finally time to reveal my past to you. I know you have probably wondered why I have never talked about it and the reason is I was not always how I currently am. In my youth I associated with an organization that is notorious for its shady dealings. I was rising among the ranks, and pretty much only used in stealth missions and theft, both were my specialties. I wasn't as ruthless as the others so I had to excel in those areas. My family knew that my involvement would cause suffering and tried to convince that the things that I was doing were wrong, but I would not listen. I was in love with all the power, wealth, and respect that I had acquired by joining the Foot."
"Anyway after a few years of involvement and becoming a well respected leader in the Clan, I was asked to something even I would not do. I was asked to kill someone, leaders said that I was the only person capable of doing the job, no one else could sneak into such a highly guarded compound. However, although I was a bit misguided I was not completely without morals, I told them I could never kill. They waited a week and then sent a member of the Clan whose sneaking skills were supposed to rival my own. The Foot ninja was killed in his attempt to infiltrate the compound. The leaders of the Clan grew anxious, the man they wanted me to kill must have been a serious threat to them. So they approached me a second time about slaying the man, but I refused once more. The following day one of the leaders came to me and said that he would give me one last chance to do the right, but I said that I could not take a life. Minutes later while I was meditating I heard something hit the floor hard and I broke from my meditation. I opened my eyes and witnessed the brutally slain body of my brother's only son."
"I could not believe what had happened, I knew he was killed because of me, my family suffered because I could only think of the good that came with being in the Foot Clan. I fled from the room and ran straight to my brother's house. I entered into his home and automatically feared the worst when I discovered that the door was unlocked. The initial evidence was not looking as if it would disprove my thinking either. There pieces of a large vase were scattered near the door . As I walked into the living room the tiny bit of optimism that remained was snatched . My brother and his wife lay murdered on their once snow white carpet, which was now decorated with their blood, leaving huge inkblot like stains."
"The Foot killed them to get to me and worked pretty nicely, too nicely in fact because I was so disgusted with the Foot Clan that I could never go back. I could stand to see them like this so I left, but I made sure to leave the door wide open so that the neighbors would investigate later. I called my parents multiple times, but no one answered meaning the Foot had gotten to them as well. With no more family ties I decided to retreat to forest area that we currently reside in. Since that day I decided to live honestly, simply and more virtuously as well. I lived alone that way thirty years before the loneliness inside of me became so powerful that I ended up getting you."
"Master-" Kyoji said, confused by the revelation.
"Do not speak in haste young one, return to your quarters to meditate on how you truly feel."
"Damn it was the Foot, I should have known. They will pay, I don't know how I will do this but Master Arai will be avenged."
Kyoji walked back to his now empty home to get some things before setting off to find the Foot.
"Let me think where are the swords and armor Master promised me? He said that when I finished my training they would be mine. Wait I remember, he kept them in his room under his sleeping mat."
Kyoji rolled the mat out of the way and sure enough found a trapdoor underneath, he opened the door and pulled out the armor and katanas. They belonged to his Master who never needed to use them while with the Foot; for obvious reasons. The armor was a lightweight, compact material that was extremely sturdy, and shaped a bit like a vest.
"Damn how will I be able to get this thing on, it can't fit over my shell. I can't just leave this armor behind though it would be such a waste. Maybe I can... no that won't work, hey what it I cut along the sides?
Kyoji took the katana and slowly began slicing down the sides and minutes later it was fully separated. Then he got some tape to secure the armor and began moving around. After determining that the tape worked he went to look for a few more things. Scabbards for the katanas, knee and elbow pads, and some black cloth were all found in his lodging. He slid the katanas into the scabbards, put on the pads and cut eye holes into the cloth to make it into a bandana and used the rest of the cloth as a belt. However he still was not done with his search, he went into his Master's dresser and eventually found some black leggings in the bottom drawer. He put them on hastily and left the house.
"I will make the Foot regret their actions one way or another."