It's the revised Chapter One!!! Enjoy the changes :D
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White flakes drifted down peacefully from the soft grey sky. The ground was covered in white, untouched by even the smallest animal. White was piled up on the trees and other plants that grew in the crisp winter climate.
Zara watched the scene through pale yellow eyes. Her face became more troubled as she watched flake after frozen flake fall from the heavens to land on an already covered world.
She was sick of it, snow. Such a plain thing had filled her life for the past ten years with no break. The flakes' fall stopped every once in a while but the crisp air around the land kept the white piles from melting.
She glared out at the white that surrounded her home. She had decided long ago that rain was much better. Rain didn't cause frostbite. It didn't cause water supplies to freeze and it didn't make the world to cold to enjoy it. At least, that's what she could remember.
She and her clan had been banished to this white wasteland ten years ago. They had use to live in Amekagure were rain and thunderstorms where almost a constant every day thing. But that was before one of them got to cocky.
Their clan was already feared across the lands because if their Kekkei Genkei. The Arashi clan was able to draw on the power of a thunderstorm to add to their own massive power. With the aid of a storm their blades became the lightning and their battle cries, the thunder. The blood of their enemies became one with the rain.
The God who ruled over the village loved the rain and brought refreshing showers on the village. He allowed an occasion storm brew so that the clan could feel that power and they came to trust each other.
The trust was lost, however, when a foolish Arashi teen decided to overthrow God. He felt God relied on their clan. He thought God was weaker than them. So he waited until the worst storm of the season and stood upon the tallest building next to God's Home and challenged the God who gave them power.
God had risen to the challenge and gave him a fair fight. But even that didn't save the boy's life. Within a few minutes after the fight started it ended. The Arashi boy lying dead at God's feet.
The clan became unstable. The teen had been the son of their chief and had been well liked. No one wanted to take his death in silence. The chief had managed to calm them down enough to continue to live peacefully amongst the other Amekagure villagers. Though storms no longer became a part of the weather cycle the Arashi clan came to trust God again.
That was until the night two drunken villagers had stopped an Arashi girl on her way home. They beat the girl to death and left the mangled corpse at the chief's doorstep. When the chief opened the door to find his daughter in that state he was ready to call a war upon God and all those who followed him.
When God caught word of the rebellion he sent his Angel out. God's Angel went to a village in the far north and presented them with a contract. The small village, called Kousetsu, should receive unlimited aid from Amekagure if they housed one of the most feared clans in the ninja realm.
The small village was hesitant at first but after God's Angel had delivered a supply of goods and promised more would come they agreed. Once the deal was settled She returned to help transport the Arashi people to their new home.
Snow is to gentle and pure to be manipulated into a weapon of mass distructive power. So because the land was always covered in snow the Arashi's Kekkei Genkei wouldn't work. Therefore they were stuck in Kousetsu until the end.
Most had been unhappy about this situation and riots occurred every week for the first few months. The old villagers had moved out, fearing the legendary powers of the Arashi's would overcome the Amekagure guards. The clan quickly calmed down once the grief stricken chief asked his people for peace.
Since then the proud Arashi clan was nothing but a memory, a story even. One to be told around the fireplace to ease the childish worries of children.
Zara stared into the setting sun. She whispered into the crisp wind, "But I will change that."
Soooo... Can ya guess who God is? His Angel? Giant invisable cookies for those who guess right ;)