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"Well, then I guess I don't want a nice man and a family." You say while you head out the door. You heard the old woman sigh as you left.

Personally, you hadn't given any thought of the fact that you were thirteen and hadn't even been near a man, or anyone, for that matter. The Old Woman had kept you in the house most of your life and the only times where she would let you out was when you were trying to become a ninja, but only as long as you were kept well hidden and out of sight.

That's how you got to become a skilled kunoichi. Several of them had walked into the village, training some of their new members. Why they stopped in your village, Kirigakure, the Village Hidden in the Mist, no one knew, but could only guess. You jump into a nearby tree outside the little apartment that you and the Old Woman lived in, and recline on one of the top branches. Your eyes close at the start of a flashback…

FLASHBACK (Third Person POV)

A little girl about the age of seven was trying not to be seen or heard. She was running through the village of Kirigakure, when she spied a group of men who all wore huge weapons on their backs. One of them stopped walking and turned to his group (the girl assumed he was the leader). He had bandages covering the lower part of his face, and he sort of slouched. He started to walk in the direction of the girl, but then stops suddenly to ask:

"Girl, I know you're there, spying on us. Come out, come out, little mouse…"

The girl gasped and shrunk even further down into the bush, trying to edge her way out as a hand comes and pulls her out roughly by the throat.

"Heh… What a pathetic little weakling you are. Why they let someone as scrawny as you survive, I do not care to guess. But I can put you, little mouse, out of your misery…"

The girl squealed as she was thrown to the ground, in the middle of the men who wore such large weapons on their backs. They formed a half-circle around her, and looked at her like she was trash. Her attacker walked slowly towards her, and then stopped at the beginning of the half-circle. The girl tried to crawl away on her back as the man took off his large weapon, a sword with a half-circle on the side near the hilt, and a cut-out circle near the tip.

"What's the matter, little mouse? Don't you want to play?" he walked ever so closer to the frightened child.

"N-no! S-stay… S-stay a-away f-from m-m-m-me!" she squealed as she tried to get to her feet, only to be knocked down by a blue, shark-like man with a bandaged sword on his back.

"Hey, Zabuza, I'll give you twenty thousand ryuu if you get as little blood as possible in this little

circle." He says menacingly, grinning evilly that showed rows of pointed teeth.

"Now's not the time for bets, Kisame." And he walked closer to the girl, who was on her back, propped up on her elbows.

"N-no! P-please… D-don't h-h-hurt me!" she cringed as the sword was now pointed at her neck.

"And why shouldn't I, little mouse? You are of no importance… you do not have someone to protect… why should I spare your life?" He looked down on the girls' pathetic little figure.

"B-Because… I-I… A-am a w-weapon o-of… K-Kiri-Kirigakure… m-my… v-village…"

The man who was known as Zabuza chuckled to himself as he and his gang of overly-large sword bearers walked off and left her there, frightened and cold.

END FLASHBACK

You sit up, breathing heavily, and your hand was clutching your lower back where your tattoo was burning. You had had it since you were a baby, supposedly it was a curse mark your parents put on you. They had not, however, succeeded in fully cursing it, so sometimes it was a blessing, other times a curse, and most of the time, it was just there.

Your presence in the town was not acknowledged, and if it was, there would be glares of hatred and on some of the mother's faces, they were scared silly. You sighed and moved on, thinking about why the Mizukage wouldn't give you a hitai-ate like the other shinobi and kunoichi. You couldn't take it anymore, so you punch a nearby tree, making a big indent in it.

Why is it always me? Why am I the only one…who can't be like the others…?

Oh, come now…it's not that bad, is it? I mean, you did live when threatened by the Demon of the Mist, Momochi Zabuza!

That was a fluke! He probably thought I wasn't worth killing…

He didn't kill you because he was impressed that you said that you were a 'weapon of Kirigakure'!

I guess you could be right…

You decide to leave the Village Hidden in the Mist because you could no longer take the glares the villagers were sending you. You couldn't even tell the Old Woman good-bye, it would just tear you and her apart, even though you both do not show it. With one last look into the village, you leave, only taking your kunai pouch and the clothes on your back. This is not what I expected to happen… I am now homeless… maybe I can head over to Konoha… You walk past the village's gates and into the dense forest.

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