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The next morning found Naruto scrambling to get dressed in his hospital room. At the moment, he was alone. His parents had been summoned earlier in the morning for a jounin meeting. His nurse came in a few minutes ago and told him he was cleared to leave, so he wanted to get to the Academy as soon as possible. Team assignments were today, and he would finally be able to go on missions. It will be totally awesome.

Taking off his hospital gown, Naruto put on the outfit his mom had bought for him the last time she dragged him along shopping. It was very similar to the old jumpsuit he wore, except this one had more black on the back and sleeves of the jacked. A black strip ran down each orange pant leg too. He wore a blood-red shirt underneath. The sword his father had given him for his twelfth birthday hung off of his black belt on his left side. It was a short sword, being only about eighteen inches long, that Dad called a xiphos. The blade had a vaguely leafed shape to it. The beginning tapered in slightly before bulging out to it's widest point about two-thirds of the way down, then tapering again into a point. His father had to pay Tenten's uncle a hefty sum to forge the whole thing from scratch. Apparently, the design was unique to the region his parents had once lived in. Naruto lastly strapped his kunai holster to his right leg, completing the ensemble.

Once he was ready, Naruto decided to do a quick look-over of the room to make sure he did not leave anything important behind. It was during his search that he noticed something sticking out of the night stand next to his bed. He opened the drawer, curious as to what it was. Inside was a small scroll with a note attached. Picking the short letter up first, he began to read.

Dear Mr. Uzumaki,

I apologize for the abrupt end of our conversation in the forest, but I do not believe it is prudent for others to learn of our correspondence yet. Sarutobi has many eyes and ears in the village.

I understand if you are still skeptical of me and my motives. In hopes of rectifying this, I offer to you this scroll. A token of good faith, if you will. My contacts have told me you struggle with the regular bushin jutsu. I believe this should help in that regard.

Naruto folded up the note and put it in his pocket. He still had not told anyone about what really happened in the forest that night; he did not know why. Maybe it was out of spite for no one telling him about the Kyuubi, or maybe because a part of him believed everything the old guy had said. Perhaps it was for some other reason he did not understand. Either way, whenever he thought about doing so, it was like a voice in the back of his head kept telling him it was a bad idea. The more he thought about it, the louder and more insistent the voice got.

Putting those things aside for now, he sat down on the bed and took out the scroll.

"Kage Bushin, huh."

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Naruto quietly sat at his desk in the Academy. Iruka-sensei had yet to come in, so most of the other kids were up and about, talking to each other. He quietly relaxed, not bothering to join in, mostly because he did not have any close friends. Sure, there were kids he knew and would talk to on occasion, but his training had cut deeply into the free time he had while in the Academy, making it hard to form any lasting friendships. Plus, the other kids seemed weary of him, and if not them, then their parents. Scanning around, he found the two people he would consider closest to him.

First and foremost was Sasuke Uchiha. Man, he hated that guy. He always acted so calm and cool. Naruto could count on one hand the number of times he had seen Sasuke express some kind of emotion. For some reason this made every single girl in the class love him, even though he never acknowledged them. But worst of all, he was good. As much as Naruto disliked to, he had to admit Sasuke was top of the class for a reason. He was the best in every category, save one, always making it look easy. This, of course, did not stop Naruto's attempts to dethrone him. Ever since their first taijutsu match, a sort of rivalry had sprung up between them. Sasuke tried to keep his top-dog spot while Naruto played catch up, constantly one step behind.

The second was Sakura Haruno. Their first year, the two had gotten along very well. After a while though, circumstances forced them to grow apart. Training and studying got in the way of playing together and talking. Eventually they stopped interacting altogether. He was glad to see her hard spent time studying pay off, though. She was undoubtedly number one in the class when it came to concepts and theory. He hoped that once they were assigned teams he could start hanging out with her again.

With a start, Naruto almost fell out of his chair when Iruka's shouting caught him of guard. Once everyone hurriedly returned to their seats, the scarred teacher began his congratulation speech. Luckily, he had been doing this long enough to know to keep it short and sweet. Naruto made sure to pay close attention the entire time. His mom might be great, but even she could be scary when it came to slaking off at school. After that came the announcing of teams, and Naruto's ears perked at the sound of his name.

"Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, and Sasuke Uchiha, you will be Team Seven." Well, talk about coincidences. Naruto sent Sakura a smile and wave, which were returned, then spent the rest of the time until Iruka-sensei dismissed them for lunch in a heated glaring contest with Sasuke.

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Lunch was fairly uneventful for the most part. Sasuke had disappeared to wherever he goes to eat alone. Meanwhile, Sakura and he got together and spent the time catching up. It had been nice, and he had forgotten how kind she was. He was still puzzling over the strange feeling he got in his stomach when Sakura accidentally brushed his arm with her hand as she got up to head back to class. Whatever, it was probably just the milk he drank this morning, Naruto finally reasoned.

All the children had returned and were sitting down, so the jounin began to trickle into the room and collect their students. That was when it happened. With sheer power and authority radiating from his gray-skinned body, Kratos marched in and stood imposingly in the front of the room, arms folded across his chest. Pure joy welled up inside of Naruto and he jumped up onto his seat.

"OH YEAH! I knew the Old Man would come for me! You guys can go and suck it because I'm getting the best teacher ever. This is going to be awesome!" His outburst completed, Naruto looked at his dad and felt his blood run ice cold. Dad was grinning that grin. The one that he only wore during training when something horrible for Naruto and amusing for him was about to happen. Kratos spoke in a commanding tone.

"Team 10, follow." At that he turned and left, the newest Ino-Shika-Cho trio hot on his heels, not wanting to upset the imposing man. Naruto fell down into his chair, and his face turned red with embarrassment. He slowly began sinking lower and lower below the wooden desk. Another few jounin came and went as Naruto continued to disappear into the floor. He was finally pulled out of his shame spiral by the sight of his mother entering. At first he was wary, not wanting a repeat of what happened with his father, but that vanished when she stopped and smiled up at him. Hope surged forward in Naruto's mind. What had he been thinking? He knew better than anyone how Dad taught, so why would he want him for a teacher? It was horrible. Of course Mom would be the one to take over now. It made complete sense. This time Naruto kept his victory dance inside of his head, believing one outburst was enough for today.

"Sorry, son. Would Team 8 please come with me?" Naruto did not even see who was moving to leave. After Athena's first words, his body and mind had frozen, before his head fell forward, smacking the top of the desk in defeat. If Mom nor Dad was going to be his sensei, who was, and where the hell was he/she?

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Kratos looked at the three new genin in front of him, sizing them up. Surrounding them was Training Ground #31, a barren place with hardly a tree in sight. Rocky hills doted the landscape, covered sparsely with the few types of grass hardy enough to survive in the tough terrain. Only one small growth of knotty pines had been able to take hold, atop one of the bluffs near the center. The earth was still slightly wet from a spring shower the previous night.

During his observation of his students, Kratos scowled. He had worked with many others belonging to these three clans during his life here, yet even knowing what they could potentially do, what he had seen and read in their files left him unimpressed. The Akamichi was stuffing his face, the Nara, naturally, had fallen to the ground asleep the moment they had arrived, and the Yamanaka, it seemed, was still trying to find a dry place to sit. It was a good thing for Sarutobi Kratos respected him as much as he did, for otherwise he would never have even agreed to doing this.

"Listen up, urchins." Kratos suddenly said. The trio immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at him. They were afraid, good. "We will meet here at the crack of dawn to test if teaching you will be a waste of my time. Whoever passes I will take on as a student. Anyone who fails will be dropped from the program. Do not be late." Having said his piece, he turned to leave. The brat would be home in a few hours, leaving time to do some training himself. The boy's own could wait until tonight.

"What? You can't just say something like that and leave! Aren't you even going to introduce yourself or something." The blonde's yelling stopped him where he was. She would have gone on after taking a breath, but Kratos cut her off with a glare.

"No." His body seemed to flicker in front their eyes, and then he was gone.

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A ways away, in another training ground, Shino, Hinata, and Kiba stood in a line, staring at Athena. The four were in the middle of an open field of green grass, without a single bump to mar the flatness. Kiba was the first to recover from his surprise, and pointed an accusing finger at his new teacher.

"What do you mean we have to take another test right now? We passed the Academy exam already. I don't even have all my gear with me." Athena smiled at the boy.

"A shinobi must be prepared to fight at any time, Kiba." He colored at the slight reprimanding. "To answer your first question, I will not take on anyone as a student. I teach the best. No exceptions. Show me that you are worthy of such an honor." Faster than the three children could see, Athena drew her naginata out of its holster, twirled it around, and stabbed the blade deep into the earth so the pole pointed straight up towards the sky. "Your test is this. Anyone who gets past me and touches my naginata, within one hour, passes. You are allowed to use any technique or weapon you have. They will be necessary to have any hope of doing so."

"Um, Sensei, if we're all going to be fighting, shouldn't you use your weapon also?" Kiba asked, confusion written on his face. The next moment found the Inuzuka with his back on the grass, legs swept from underneath him, and Athena's sandaled foot pressing down on his chest.

"Lesson 1, never question an opponent willing to handicap him/herself in a fight." The former goddess stepped off of Kiba and helped him to his feet. "The test starts...Now."

Surprisingly, it was Shino who made the first move, darting to the right in an attempt to get around her. He was still ten feet away when Athena appeared and backhanded him. Kiba took advantage of this and made a mad dash straight at the goal. Athena rolled backwards and grabbed one of his ankles, sending the boy once more to the ground. Keeping him in her grasp, she spun around and threw him into Shino, who had just recovered from her first strike. The boys laid on the grass for a moment until Shino spoke.

"I believe we should try employing a different strategy now." Nodding in agreement, Kiba scrambled to his feet and charged straight at the jounin. Almost upon her, he suddenly called out,

"Akamaru!" From within his jacket, a white dog leaped, snapping at the jounin's face while his master tried to tackle her. Athena planted her hands on the ground and pivoted, smashing one extended leg into Akamaru's side, then the next into his owners. Returning to her feet, she found herself being surrounded by a multitude of tiny bugs. They soon enveloped her in their swarming mass. A small shriek was heard, and the insects retreated to reveal a frightened Hinata in their teacher's place. Athena stood smiling at them were Hinata had previously been.

"Forgive me, Hinata, I did not know Sensei had replaced herself with you until it was to late." Shino apologized, his kikaichu now milling about him.

"I-It's o-okay, Shino." She answered, still a bit shaken. By now Kiba was up and noticed something strange.

"Wait a second. Hinata, look where you are." He called out. She did so and saw she was standing a few short feet away from the naginata. Each of them turned to Athena, who simply smiled. "What the hell? How come she isn't knocking you around like us."

"I d-don't know Kiba." An idea began to form in Shino's mind. Deciding to test it out, he began running towards the weapon. He had not even reached Hinata yet when Athena substituted herself with the girl once more and batted him away. In a fit of anger, Kiba rushed forward again, meeting the same end as Shino had. He got up onto one knee and punched the ground in frustration.

"This is stupid. Hinata doesn't get her butt handed to her whenever she gets close, but we do. That's messed up." Kiba complained, Akamaru whining in agreement. By now, Shino had risen and was adjusting his glasses.

"It seems that she limits her attacks solely to those who are moving within a certain area around her spear." He explained, having just confirmed his suspicions with his last attempt. Kiba growled.

"Then lets try this. Hinata, back me up." Whispering something into Akamaru's ear, he proceeded to attack Athena, except this time he slowed down and concentrated solely on that, not on getting around her. Hinata stood still for a moment, not knowing quite what to do yet. Kiba's first attack, a clawing swipe at Athena's neck, emboldened her. She activated her Byakugan and jumped into the fray. Hinata tried to hit one of Athena's kidneys while her back was turned, yet she failed as the once deity caught her in the stomach with a mule kick. From here she moved into a cartwheel, stomping a low attacking Kiba into the dirt, who promptly turned into a mass of beetles. Athena backed off before any more could get on her, brushing of the few that had. It was then she noticed the slight wobbling of her naginata. During the brief fight, Akamaru been able to sneak past and was attempting to pull it out of the ground. He struggled even harder when he heard soft footsteps fall right next to him. Athena bent down and gently pried his jaw off the wooden pole. She tossed the dog back to Kiba, who caught him in his arms.

"Very good, If you can not reach an objective, have it come to you. You are beginning to think like true ninja." She encouraged. "Shall we continue?"

"How the hell are we supposed to do this? We can't get close without Athena-sensei beating the crap out of us, and Akamaru says that that thing is really stuck in there." While Kiba spoke, the Aburame heir was examining how they were situated at the moment. Hinata was roughly fifteen feet way from the spear, to the left of him. He was about halfway closer, but the problem was Athena standing directly between him and the naginata. Kiba was a safe distance behind her, crouched down, petting his dog.

"Kiba, try again, only move slowly this time." He instructed.

"No way, I'm not getting pounded again for no reason." The Inuzuka shouted.

"Out of the three of us, you are able to take the most damage and still fight. As such, you are the best one for this experiment." The Aburame calmly countered. Kiba grumbled, getting to his feet.

"Great, I get to be a glorified punching bag. I'm so excited." He began to place one foot in front of the other, being careful to do so very slowly. Little by little, he made his way towards the spear, until he was one step away from being able to grab it. Lifting his leg, Kiba brought it forward and put it down. As soon as it touched down, his whole body flinched and he shut his eyes in anticipation of the worse. When no pain was felt, he cracked an eyelid. Athena still stood in the same spot, not having moved an inch. Kiba pumped his fists into the air in victory.

"Alright! Suck on that, Sensei! We figured out your stupid game!" It was then that Kiba remembered that he should probably finish the test first, so he reached out his left hand. He could continue his gloating afterwords.

WHAM!

The moment Athena spun around and snapped her leg up, punting the boy away. A string of curses flew from Kiba's mouth during his wobbly attempts to get back up. Shino looked at his teammate to make sure there were no serious injuries before turning his attention to his teacher.

"You broke the rules." Athena could not help but smile at the boy's naivety.

"No, Shino, I changed them." Seeing the confused faces of Hinata, and the now recovered Kiba, she elaborated. "The test was to touch my naginata, which would normally be impossible for three fresh genin, so I placed limitations on myself. I would only attack those moving faster than a walk within ten feet of it. That is why I did not attack Hinata at first, why Akamaru was able to reach it, and why Kiba almost succeeded. You did well figuring those out, Shino." At this, her face darkened. "But the rules have been altered. From now on, any one who moves will be attacked mercilessly. For your own sakes, wait for time to run out, do not try again." The last few words were laced with malice, and each child could feel fear begin to clutch their hearts. Time seemed to freeze. That single second became a decade. The next, everything happened at once.

Byakugan flaring, Hinata charged, palms pulled back, ready to strike. Kiba sprang forward, running so low to the ground he was almost on all fours, Akamaru right by his side. Around them, thousands of kikaichu rose up out of the grass; the buzz of their wings deafening out all other sounds. Nothing could stop these forces as they collided towards a single point.

The chaos soon subsided, revealing that the three were alone, with no sign of Athena or her weapon. Peace began to return, and with it, the sound of soft clapping. Behind the children, she appeared out of thin air, spear on her back.

"Congratulations, you pass." That was the final straw for Kiba.

"Are you kidding me? What the hell is going on here? First you tell us we need to pass another stupid test, then kick the crap out of us during it. I almost pass and get sucker-kicked for it. You tell us to just fail, but passes us after we attack. What is wrong with you woman!" By the end of his rant, the Inuzuka was panting, trying to regain his breath.

"There were two parts to my test. First was whether you could figure out my self-imposed weaknesses, and if you could think of other strategies other than rushing in mindlessly." Exhausted and bruised though they were, her students paid close attention to what the previous Goddess of Wisdom had to say. "But shinobi life is unpredictable. Missions can change. Unforeseen complications may appear. It is at these times that indecision kills. You must be ready to make snap choices without knowing everything you need to. That is what you just did. You all made the choice to push forward, to fight even though you did not know what would happen. You have proved yourselves worthy. We will start your training tomorrow."

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Ino Yamanaka wearily trudged into her teams training ground. The night sky sparkled above her, the sun having yet to rise. Heading towards the center, she saw Shikamaru already there, sleeping. Hmph, the lazy bum probably had not even gone home yesterday, instead just going back to sleep for the rest of yesterday and last night. Walking up to him, she kicked him in the ribs.

"Get up, we're supposed to be taking a test, not napping." Shikamaru opened one eye to look at her and then closed it, going back to his nap. Ino silently fumed, knowing from experience how difficult Naras could be.

"Let him sleep, Ino. It's not like Sensei is here yet anyways." Choji walked up to them, talking in between bites of the food his mom had sent with him. Ino crossed her arms and blew a stray hair out of her face.

"Whatever. Don't blame me if he fails." The two started to small talk while they waited for their teacher to show. While they usually did not act like it, Ino knew they were all good friends. It was hard not to be when their families spent so much time with each other. When Iruka-sensei called out the teams, she hadn't been surprised that she had been paired with them, and she was glad. Sure, she missed out on being on Sasuke's team, but then again, there were definitely worse people to have for teammates.

The sound of heavy footsteps brought their conversation to a halt. Ino heard a muttered "Troublesome," and took comfort in the fact that even Shikamaru was nervous, waking up as Sensei arrived. She could not help but glare at him for making them get up so early for this. Worse, the gray-skinned man did not seem tired at all. Any snark comments, though, died in her throat by the time he was standing in front of them and spoke.

"We will fight until the sun has fully risen. Anything is allowed." Ino hesitantly raised a hand and felt her whole body tremble when his gaze fell upon her.

"Isn't that dangerous, Sensei?" He stared at her, unmoving.

"That is the point. I bleed, you pass. Begin." The three genin were forced to jump back when he suddenly appeared in their midst, striking the ground hard enough to cause a small tremor. Ino's instincts kicked in and she threw a handful of shuriken at her teacher. Choji and Shikamaru had the same idea, but it was in vain. He simply turned his back and let the stars bounce off of the blades there. Ino felt scared at that moment. Those would have killed a civilian had they met their mark, and she had just thrown them at her teacher like it was nothing. More alarming than realizing her own capacity to kill, though, was whether the anything goes statement applied to him also.

There was no time to ponder that question as she turned and fled into the nearby hills. Ino was not going to fight that man on his terms if she could help it. She had to regroup with Choji and Shikamaru and hope they could come up with a strategy together. Apparently they had the same idea and were already whispering ideas to each other at the base of one mound.

"Troublesome. Of course we would have to fight him while its dark out. I'm going to be pretty much useless until it gets brighter." He turned towards Ino. "How good have you gotten with Shintenshin no Jutsu?" She shook her head.

"I can't do it unless I'm actually touching the person. Besides, Dad forbid me from doing it outside of when I train with him." Shikamaru frowned.

"Damn. OK, here's the plan." Before he could start, Sensei leaped out of the shadows, catching all three in their chests with a single round-house kick. They hit the side of a hill and rolled down, nursing their abused ribs. He walked forward and stomped down on Shikamaru's stomach. As he prepared to do so again, Ino pulled out a kunai and tried to stab him in the other leg. Rather than hitting the Nara, he brought his foot down behind him, crushing her wrist into the dirt. Ino tried to wretch her arm free, but the pressure was to much. She could barely move it at all. Choji came to the rescue, launching himself into Sensei's side. Sensei staggered slightly, giving Ino the room she needed to free her arm. Shikamaru had already started to crawl off, clutching his stomach. Ino knelt next to him and helped him to his feet. Choji payed for his bravery, receiving a punch to the face, breaking his nose. Blood spurted out, covering his front side in the crimson liquid. Seeing Ino had gotten Shikamaru up, he fought down the pain and managed to leap away with them. Luckily, it seemed Sensei had had enough of thrashing them, letting them escape unmolested.

They finally stopped running when they reached the interior of the pine forest. Once there, Ino leaned Shikamaru against a tree before moving on to Choji. Pulling forward everything she could remember of the first-aid lessons from the Academy, she cut off part of his scarf that was already covered in blood to wipe off any that was still coming out. She folded it in half and gently pressed it onto the crooked nostril. Ino pulled out a kunai and looked into the Akamichi's wet eyes.

"Choji, this is going to really hurt, so I need you to bite down on this really hard, OK?" The boy nodded, opening his mouth enough for her to put the handle between his teeth. She then placed both hands on the cloth covering his nose and twisted firmly until a soft crack was heard. Choji's jaw clenched, a muffled scream still coming out despite his effort. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She tried to apologize. "I know it hurts, Choji, but I need you to hold this there to stop the bleeding. I have to go check on Shikamaru." The large boy nodded slightly, taking the fabric from her hands. Crossing over to her other friend, Ino crouched down beside him.

"How are you holding up?" He asked her. She lightly slapped him on the shoulder.

"You're the one who just got trampled by that guy. I should be asking you that." Shikamaru chuckled in between short breaths.

"Yeah, I guess, but answering is so much more troublesome. And you know what I mean." Ino brought up her right arm. Light purples and blues were already starting to form around the wrist.

"It'll be fine for now. Nothing's broken. All he managed to do was bruise it really badly." She snorted. "You know, I just realized something."

"What's that?"

"We don't even know what our supposed Sensei's name is." The Nara started to laugh, which turned into a hiss of pain.

"Stop trying to make me laugh you troublesome woman." He looked at Ino and saw her fear beginning to show. "Hey, don't worry, I've got a plan." Ino nodded, pushing her panic deep down.

A few minutes later found Ino and Shikamaru hiding low within one of the bushes near the edge of the conifers. Ino idly toyed with the knife in her hand.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Ino? There is another way."

"You said it yourself, Shikamaru. There's no guarantee that way will work. Plus this way works out better in the end."

"Get ready then." At the foot of the hill stood Sensei, arms folded across his tattooed chest. Ino guessed the time he had given them was up. Yes, she knew it was only because he let them that they were able to get away and lick their wounds. Gradually, yet deliberately, he began to march up the bluff.

Soon he was close enough, and Ino dove out of the bush at him, brandishing her kunai. His face pulled back into a sneer, and he drilled a fist into her cheek. The kunai fell from her hand and she flew backwards. Hitting the ground harshly, she closed her eyes and curled up into the fetal position, covering her head the best she could while still rolling. While this happened, the tag attached to her weapon went off, covering the area in a blinding flash of light. Her sensei paused for a moment, giving her friends the time they needed.

High atop one of the towering trees, Choji gathered up all his strength and shoved off into the air.

"Expansion Jutsu!" He called out, right before he started to fall. His body swelled, enlarging to three times his normal size. Gravity finally took hold, and he careened towards the demigod.

"AKAMICHI BODY SLAM!" He roared, colliding with the ground. A small dust cloud billowed out from the parched soil, only to quickly dissipate. Looking to see what had happened, Ino was stunned. None of them had expected this.

Sensei stood solidly in the same spot he had been. His every muscle seemed to be bulging outwards as he braced himself, holding aloft a wriggling Choji in his grasp. He had caught the falling Akamichi.

"Ino, hurry up. I don't know how much longer Choji and I can hold this guy." The platinum blonde shook her head, drawing her final kunai. She ran towards her friend and sensei, gripping the handle. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Shikamaru's crouched from within the bush, hands together in the rat seal. Refocusing herself. Raising the knife above her head, she plunged it down towards an ashen arm. The point hit, right in the middle of the strained bicep, and then bounced back. She tried again and again, but the gray skin refused to break. In a fit of pure desperation, Ino grabbed one of the swords on Sensei's and yanked it free. She hoped that it would be sharp enough to cut him. But it was not meant to be.

The moment the blade was free, chains sprung from one of her sensei's arm and attached to the pommel, shocking the young girl. A burning anger washed over her young mind and body. She had never experienced anything like this before. It pierced through her, rooting her in place. Ino could feel it pouring out, not only from Sensei, but his actual sword as well.

As she stood frozen by the emotional firestorm, Sensei gave a mighty shout and broke free of the Kagemane. He hurled Choji's expanded form at Shikamaru, sending them both crashing into a tree. He grabbed the chain coming from his arm and wretched the blade from Ino's grasp. An overpowering straight kick to her chest smashing her against a hill. Blackness was starting to edged forward from the sides of her eyes. She lied there on the ground, unmoving, vainly fighting it off.

In her semi-aware state, Ino felt someone hoist her up by the back of her shirt and carry her slumped body towards an unknown place. The final thing she heard before fell back into blissful unconsciousness was a gruff voice saying,

"You pass. From now on, you three are my apprentices."

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Oh boy. Another chapter come and gone, and my longest one yet. Not much to say this time. Just look forward to new stories from The Dark Void and I some time soon. Now, go back and bask in the awesomeness that is me once more. Bask in it I say!

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