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Chapter 3

Three years past and Tenten sat in the classroom barely awake. She had never really been a fan of hand-to-hand combat. Everyone else sat eagerly listening to the Sensei's speech. This class seemed to drag on for hours it never ended. The lights snapped on and Tenten jumped slightly. "Everyone needs to listen to the tapes tonight on the pressure points of chakra." The sensei said putting the projector away.

Tenten left the room quietly and making sure not to bump into anyone everyone was jumpy today. Ino and Sakura trailed behind her closely. "Tenten I need your-" Ino stopped as a older boy, maybe 2 years older than Ino, was slammed into the wall by a boy with dirty blond hair. "Take that back!" the dirty blond haired boy said now pressing a kunai to the others throat.

"N…. no." the other boy stuttered.

The hall was dead quite the boys fought each other for a very long time. One boy was obviously stronger than the other. Then one of the boys was pushed down and the other pointes a kunai at the other boy's neck about ready to strike meaning to kill him. Tenten leapt in between the two and took the blow in her arm. Blood was streaming from the deep cut. Ino and Sakura stumbled in and pulled the boy back and had him release the end of the kunai. Tenten stood up and pulled out the kunai she winced and gave it back to the boy and asked. "What happened? Maybe we can straiten it out."

'Thank you Tenten, but I think we will take it from here." The sensei said emerging from the crowed.

He left with the two boys and the movement started again. " If he was there the whole time why didn't he stop the fight?" Ino asked a vein showing on her forehead.

"He doesn't like me or them most likely." Tenten said sternly.

Tenten was outside when she decided to look at the wound on her arm. The cut was deep, and if it had hit that boy it would have killed him. Lucky for her it was in her left hand not her right. Blood still was flowing quickly. Tenten merely told herself that she would take care of it when she got home.

It was deep in winter and the snow was piled on the ground. The trees had lost their leaves and anything not white would stick out like a sour thumb. She was wearing all black not the wisest thing to where on her way home but she was sure she was safe. It was dead quiet and then she heard a faint whisper. Tenten turned around towards the direction of the sound. A strong wind blew snow in her face she was unable to see. Then a hand covered her mouth and held her back so that she was unable to move. A man whispered in her ear, "beware."

In a blink of and eye he was gone and Tenten lay stunned on the white fluffy snow. She felt week, it took almost all her strength to sit herself up. Tenten shivered and stood up. There was about half a mile to her house and she felt drained and tired. Stumbling to her house she thought, "Who was that and why did he tell me to beware?"

Questions filled her mined until she reached her house. Tenten entered and went upstairs to her room. The walls were painted red with white embroidery. Against the wall was a 'u' shaped bed and had a red confronter with the symbol of peace inside a white circle. Above it was a giant fan with the symbol of war on it. Tenten opened her walk in closet and took out about 20 Kunais and shurkins. (Her walk in closet holds thousands of different type of weapons with a target at the end.)

Tenten collapsed on her bed and stared throwing the weapons at the target. She threw about ten and she drifted to sleep.

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The next morning Tenten woke with a kunai in her hand. Quickly she jumped up and got ready for school. As she was turning the doorknob with her left hand a shock of pain ran through her arm. She had forgotten to bandage the wound the night before. Franticly she pulled out gauze and wrapped it securely around her arm.

"That will have to do for now I guess. I just hope it will stay on." She thought as she ran out the door and down the stairs.

The snow was even deeper then yesterday, and the wind made it freezing. Tenten pushed her way through the snow and wished there was a better way. Soon there where tracks everywhere it seemed there was a frantic battle. Red snow was surrounding the area. Then on the surface of the snow laid a kunai it seemed oddly familiar to her. She had seen these symbol on another kunai just the same. Tenten picked it up and flipped it over There were words that spelled "Torana"

It was the same kunai as her fathers that had killed her mother. Torana was still alive and wanting to kill her and probably the boy that saved her. The man that she had encountered yesterday was Torana and he was looking to kill her. But, why had he not? Unless he had a better way to kill her, unless he was planning to kill the boy first then kill her.

She walked father on and came across a corpse. Not her fathers. That meant he had slaughtered another killed someone's friend, family member, and a husband. Her father was killing again, and he was thirsty for blood.

-tbc-

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