To Show Them All
A/N: Yay! My second story that I wrote for my English HW is up for all to see!No flames please! This story is going to have lots of humor in it but to me this chap seems to be a little bit angst
Intro: The Day you Become a Ninja
(Misao's POV)
In my family, the day you begin your training as a ninja is very important. It means you are old enough to go on secret missions and protect government officials from assassination attempts. I've had to watch all my older brothers and sisters leave to journey to Kyoto, so they could join the Oniwaban Group, an elite group of spies and of course ninjas. My parents would always say to me, when one of my siblings left, "Don't worry Misao-chan, when you're older you'll become the best ninja".
But when my older sister Yuki left, it was the first time I ever really cried. Who would braid my long hair? Who would tell me that I was the cutest little sister anyone could ever ask for? She was my only friend that I had at the time. Still, I held my head high knowing that in two years I would be a ninja with her.
When you turn seven, that's when you leave home to start your training. When you turn ten, that's when you start training with other kids your age, and if you're really advanced you get to train with the 16 year olds. At 14, you start with small missions, like spying on an enemy with your training partner. Then finally when you turn 16, you start protecting government officials.
When I left for Kyoto I knew my parents didn't expect that much from me since I was the youngest with apparently nothing special about, of course just my long braid that I refuse to cut. Though when I left home I didn't realize that it would be the last time I saw both my parents. Our family didn't know someone was after us, that whoever killed my parents would slowly start killing us all. If my parents knew that, they might have survived. Anyway my Grandma came by the next day, to find them dead on the floor. No one knows how my parents died, they just sort of ………did.
So now I'm 10 years old with only 3 of my siblings left. I've only lasted this long since I'm the youngest, also they seem to be killing oldest to youngest, strange enough I find that sort of funny. I've gotten a lot stronger thanks to Okita, he's 17 years old and he trains with me. He's taught me martial arts and my favorite thing, throwing Kunise. Onto much happier things, tomorrow I get to start training with kids my age, I really hope I make lots of friends! Even greater is that I also get to meet my new training partner, since their stuck with me we'll have to be friends and they'll also have to get used to my talking about everything. I hope they don't mind that, since I guess I'll be very shy at first, that won't last long though hehehehe. I'm sad though, since I won't be with Okita anymore, but he promised that we would still be friends.
Oh and if your wondering what happened to my sister Yuki, well she was on a mission two years ago and never came back. But I accept the fact that she could be dead.
Still I'll show my whole family, or what's left of it, that I'm no pushover! But I'll prove to everyone that I am strong and that I can show them all!