Chapter One: Stuck.
(Taaya's POV)
Having been in the academy for several years, I have learned much about the abilities of many of the students. Two of them remain fairly mysterious to me, and I am to be on a team with them. I would rather I was paired with some of the others-although their skills are lacking, I at least know what they are!
I can't believe I'm stuck with this pair. A psychotic freak and a soft-spoken peacemaker. And the captain of Team Four is obsessive over teamwork. We've only just met our teacher a few minutes ago, but it's already clear that teamwork is a core part of her-Alana Tsulo's-personality. While it's true that teamwork is useful, I can't work with these two. And even if I could, I wouldn't. I hate them!
Finally we arrived at a training field.
"All right then," Alana said briskly, "I'd like you all to introduce yourselves."
She's been chattering on aimlessly all the way here, although none of us had said anything back. I don't know how this is even possible, but Alana is even more awake then that blockhead Naruto!
"How do you mean?" The dark-haired girl, the quiet one, asked in a voice that had an edge of a tremble to it. Her voice was high and soft, making her seem even more fragile than she looked. And while I know that appearances can be deceiving, I can't believe that that shrimp could have any skill to speak of.
She looked at me with terror and sadness, I thought. Did I say that out loud?
Alana smiled. Her smile had many pointy teeth in it.
The fragile girl shrank back from her a bit.
Alana's grin widened. "Well, your name, for one thing. Your goal, things you like, things you hate, and anything else that you think we ought to know about you."
There was a long silence. Alana frowned. "Well, somebody start!"
None of us did, so she pointed at the pale-haired girl, whose eyes flashed in defiance.
"My name is Aayana. If you give me a nickname, then I will kill you. Call me by my proper name or not at all." Aayana took a breath. "I hate many things, but to tell you what they are would be to expose weakness. I like nothing," She hesitated. "I have no dream for the future, unless it is to learn what occurred in my past."
Alana gave her a curious look, but pointed to the dark-haired girl, who flinched as if that finger had launched a missile at her. "You. You go next."
The fragile thing gulped. She took several breaths, as if to calm herself. "O-okay," she started. "My name is Mizura. I-I like swimming, I g-guess, um..... I don't really know what I h-hate....." her voice trailed off, making it sound like that was a lie. She took another deep breath before starting again. "M-my dream-my goal-is...." Mizura faded again. "I will help my sister overcome the darkness in her."
Alana looked interested again. She didn't bother to point at me.
I sighed. "My name is Taaya. I have no clan name that I will use, as I am the last of them. I care for nothing, and hate most everything. I have no dream; no purpose." Granted, they don't need to know this........ "I exist only because it is preferable to death."
A long silence hung over us after my speech.
"Well, then, that was certainly interesting!" Alana broke the silence cheerily. "Meet me here tomorrow at six AM. We'll start training tomorrow!"
She then vanished in a puff of smoke.
Aayana stood up quickly and fled, and I left as well. Mizura remained there behind us as we went our separate ways. Finally, I was rid of them!
Well, if only for now.