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Prologue
It was raining in Konoha. Fat water droplets dripped down, splattering like blood. Tenten dawdled in the rain by herself. After sparring with Neji, she was covered in sweat and since it was showering, why not let nature cleanse her for free?
She walked, slowly but steadily, toward her home. Although she lived alone and was an orphan, the money she made from missions with her team was enough for her to buy a decent enough house, which was one with a bathroom, a bedroom, and a kitchen.
Tenten approached the front of her house, number 62. Taking her bronze-colored keys out, she unlocked the door and stepped inside. The rooms contained little furniture, but she did have a whole wall dedicated to weapons. After all, she wasn't the Weapons Mistress of Konoha for nothing.
'Hmm…I need to change out of my wet clothes. Otherwise, I'd get sick.' Since her clothing was upstairs, Tenten made her way to the stairs. Somehow, her body felt a lot heavier than usual when she climbed the stairs. She put one foot higher than the other, tiredly lifting herself up. When she got onto the 9th step, though, the unusual amount of heaviness pulled her down and so she fell.
Something was wrong. She couldn't even make a proper landing due to the weight! Instead she landed on her butt, except that instead of bouncing a bit, her body came down with a crunch.
Swiveling her head to look behind her, Tenten saw a mass of black, leathery black. She twitched and the blackness moved. 'No! This is me?!' Attempting to stand, she found it so difficult that only after many tries did she manage to stagger up. Stumbling around, she managed to get herself in front of a mirror. What she saw scared her. She had become an obsidian-scaled dragon.
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Bandaging the cuts he'd gotten from Tenten, Neji could have sworn that he had heard a voice like Tenten's scream.
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