Hi! EMIYASHA HAS RETURNED! BWAHAHAHA. Um…I've been meaning to write this fic for a long time, and the idea's been floating around in my mind yelling at me, so I guess I'll just get to it…
DISCLAIMER: yadda yadda, I don't own any Naruto characters because Masashi Kishimoto won't give them to me.

prologue:
She didn't talk much. She didn't have anyone to talk to, although she didn't like to talk anyway. There were a lot of things that she was... afraid she would say. About a year ago, her life had been entirely different. She didn't like remembering it, and she didn't like talking about it.

But that wasn't a problem. She lived alone, sort of. Her father owned the house, but she was lucky if he was home once in a month or two. She also didn't go to school. She was very intelligent though. She spent her time feasting her mind on her father's humongous library of books.

All of the books, however, were on the same subject. Ninja. Anything you could possibly think of that had to do with Ninja was on those shelves. And through these books, she became a powerful ninja, a very powerful ninja indeed. More powerful than anyone her age, more powerful than her father, more powerful than the Hokage himself, although she didn't know this, for she had never spared with anyone before. She knew everyone in the village by name, but she had never spoken to any of them. Save for one, but that's a different story in itself and will be explained at a more appropriate time. All of this, however, changed, that day.

One particular morning is where this story begins. It started like any other day...

Misaki woke up, trained for a while, and then set a bowl of breakfast down on the table. This time, however, there was a note sitting in front of her. She picked it up to her face to read;

Misaki,
I saw you training last week, very impressive, it would be interesting to compare you to team 7. Be at the bridge at 10:00 A.M.
-Kakashi

Huh, she thought interestedly, so her father finally acknowledged her skill? Well, this would be fun. She glanced at the clock, quarter-to-ten. Well she should probably get going.

(A/N) yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, teeny tiny. My plan for the first chapter was actually a WHOLE lot longer, but…I didn't feel like typing it all up. LOTS of interesting things will occur in chapter one…R&R but don't complain about the plot yet because none of the good stuff has happened yet. Soon. Weird plot line. Deal with it.
-emiyasha