"Why are we out here in the forest?" asked a 15-year-old girl as she walked beside her mother. In response to her honest question, her mother smiled at her before walking on in silence. The girl sighed dejectedly and resigned herself to the fact that she would not get any information out of her mother until they reached their destination ... wherever that might be.

Today was clearly going to drag on. It had already started strangely, with her parents waking her up earlier than usual, only to inform her that she would not be attending the Brotherhood's teaching sessions today. Having resigned herself to the fact that she couldn't sleep for seemingly no reason, the strangeness continued when her mother decided that they would go deep into the nearby forest together.

But why? The girl deduced that they were going to do some kind of special training for the Assassin Brotherhood. However, there was a problem with her conclusions. After all, she had recently become an official member of the Brotherhood. Therefore, she doubted that this was the reason for her presence out here.

The girl decided to leave it at that. Without information to work with, thinking too hard about this subject would lead her into one dead end after another.

She twirled a few strands of her long wild silver hair around her finger as they walked, letting her mind wander to what her father was doing, he is a high ranking assassin in the Brotherhood and is just behind our Master the Father of the village and our Brotherhood in rank. When she had asked him what was going on, he had given her his loving smile and told her that one day she would understand why she had to come here.

His onyx eyes had been unusually sad behind his smile, but the girl had not pressed the issue further. Silently, however, she wondered if something bad was going on. A few weeks ago she had noticed the same expression in her cousin's eyes when he was hanging out with his friends, but he had simply changed the subject to her.

The change of subject was smooth and could have fooled anyone else, but she had noticed it from a distance. She decided not to take him up on it. Despite her age, she knew that sometimes adults had to keep secrets to ensure the safety of others. Whatever he was trying to keep from her had to fall into that category, or he would surely have told her. They had promised each other never to lie, and they kept their promises no matter what.

He was still on a mission at the moment and wouldn't be back for a while. It was something he had to do to make sure that the village and his "favourite cousin", as he called her, would be okay.

The girl had to remind him that she was his only little cousin and that he was more of a big brother to her than a cousin. At that moment she had seen the sad look in his onyx eyes. Now that she thought about it, his smile seemed rather sad too. 'Whatever's going on with everyone, I'm starting to get scared. Part of me wants to know so I can try to help. But at the same time, the other part of me doesn't want to get involved.

Finally, after what felt like a kilometre of walking, her mother stopped and turned to her. "Okay, it's time for you to train." She disappeared in a flash and then returned with a leaf she had plucked from the canopy of one of the many trees around her. "I want you to freeze this leaf using only chakra, just like we practiced at home," she explained as she handed over the leaf.

Training in chakra control was one of the things her mother had taught her over the past few weeks to help her save chakra when she used her ice kekkei genkai, which she had inherited from her mother. Her mother trained her ice skills whenever she had free time while assisting her father. The focus of her training was always only on the assassination skills she learned in the Brotherhood, but thanks to her inherited ability, she was well on her way to becoming the Brotherhood's shining star and she had felt that pressure since childhood.

Her father, however, didn't want her to put too much pressure on herself if she didn't understand immediately. He wanted her to move at a pace she was comfortable with and supported her through her training.

He had once told her that his father had forced him to study faster than everyone else in order to meet an impossible standard. As a result, he had missed out on some important lessons, both in life and in skills. When he slowed down and took the time to study everything more thoroughly, he became stronger and better than he had ever been.

"Living in a shadow and trying to live up to a narrow-minded man's idea of what I should be has hindered me greatly, and I want you to learn that lesson now. Having a strong bloodline means nothing if you live under so much pressure that you can never really use that potential. You have an amazing gift within you that only you can release and give to yourself. No one else can give it to you, and forcing it open will never lead you to true greatness. Your path to unlocking your potential may be difficult and take years, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that you will reach your goal and unlock the power to surpass your mother and me."

This lesson was followed by a lesson on the way to become stronger and not to seek power simply to gain power. Power led down two paths, a dark path that was difficult to leave and a lighter path that was by no means easy and offered many forks onto the dark path.

While the girl had learned that shadows and darkness were not bad things, she also understood that a dark path was not something she should seek out.

"I'll come back tonight. The deer might be curious about their new visitor, but they shouldn't bother you." She tapped her forehead and a loving smile played around her lips. "I love you, Shisa. Make me proud."

She too had a sad look in her eyes, but Shisa gave her a closed-eyed smile in return. "I will. I love you and don't bother and forget about me out here."

Her mother laughed softly, ruffling her hair. "I won't. If I do, think of it as survival training."

After receiving her instructions, Shisa sat down on the grass and tried to make the leaf on her forehead freeze. Her mother turned to leave but stopped halfway. "Shisa?"

Shisa raised one of her silver eyebrows and tilted her head questioningly at the hesitation in her mother's body language. "Yes?"

The older woman walked back over to her and squatted down to her level, enveloping her in a warm hug. "Train hard and never forget that your father, your cousin and I will always believe in you," she said softly.

Shisa returned the hug and closed her eyes as she did her best to return her mother's love. "I will train extra hard for all of you and I will never forget that," she replied softly. She wasn't sure why her mother was acting so strangely. However, she hoped that her words reassured her that she would be fine.

"I know. I love you. No matter how difficult training or life gets, stay strong." Her mother let go of her and smiled down at her. "Your family goes with you wherever you go. So when strength seems to leave you, just remember that we are with you and keep going."

Shisa nodded and smiled confidently. "Right!" Her mother gave her one last kiss on the head and then said goodbye.

The hours seemed to fly by as Shisa tried to make the leaf freeze. She woke from her meditation as a gust of wind passed through the forest. She opened her eyes to find herself in darkness, for the sun had set behind the horizon some time ago, as she focused more on her chakra than the world around her. Within seconds of becoming aware of her surroundings, she realised that her home village was on fire and black clouds were rising into the sky and suddenly the scales fell from her eyes. Her parents knew about the attack and took her to a safe place.

"Damn it I can't sit idle," she whispered to herself. She leapt over the branches of the trees with silent steps. Until she came to the edge of the village. She put on the hood of her cowl and observed the situation with a calculated look. Ninjas with a musical note on their headband were killing everyone from the village. "You fucking bastards!" screamed Shisa in her mind. She managed to shut herself down again, though, and thought about what her first strike should be.

She picked out the first ninja and killed him with her hidden blade. Then she climbed onto a roof and saw two more with their backs to her. She jumped from the roof and rammed her blade into the ninjas. But she was unable to react as a third ninja came at her from the background and knocked Shisa out with a clean hand edge strike.

"Orochimaru-sama what do we do with her?" the subordinate asked his master. Orochimaru looked at the unconscious body before him. "She's useless.", he turned away, but was addressed again by his subordinate. "Can we buy her, I'm sure her body will fetch us a nice sum," he laughed thinly. "Do what you want, you can keep the money," Orochimaru said with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly everything went black and she was thrown into a state of unconscious limbo. The last thing she heard was her cousin's voice, which felt like a memory given to her.

"...Shisa...You will have to go your own way from now on, forgetting everything and everyone you know until the time is right...I won't lie, it will be a hard road, one that comes with the responsibilities your inheritance brings...and a lot of pain that I wish you didn't have to go through." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm sorry I can't be with you on this journey and watch over you like the big brother you saw in me. One day I hope you can forgive me for this, but I know you will stay strong and never give up. If there is one thing I can leave you with, it is this: Shisa Notana don't give up no matter what. You weather any storm and carry the creed of brotherhood in your heart... I love you with all my heart, little cousin."

The voice trailed off, leaving the girl floating in the dark limbo of unconsciousness. It was only when she felt someone stroking her forehead that her eyes shot open. "You're awake at last." spoke a man with a smoky voice in a fur coat.

"Where am I?" the girl asked in a weak voice. The man smiled broadly. "You are in my whorehouse and you will work for me from now on." His smile grew wider. At that moment, Shisa noticed the handcuffs on her wrists. Fear overcame her and in the same way she saw no chance of escape from this place.

"Let me explain the rules to you. From 6pm you have to be here in this room because that's when our guests come and they will take good care of you." The smile on his face was absolutely disgusting. "This room is also your private room where you sleep. Before 6pm you are free to move around the building but you are not allowed to go out. The second rule you must observe is that sexual contact between you whores is strictly forbidden."

The man looked at his watch and again his smile grew wide. "Good timing, you're awake and half an hour into your shift." He gave a short laugh when he saw the girl's blank and fear-filled face. "Have fun," he waved at her. Then he left the room.

Three years have passed since Shisa's village was destroyed and she arrived at this place called hell. In that short time she has seen the male dregs of society and come to terms with her own life. The only ray of hope in this place was another woman, also a whore, who brought some light into her dark life. Although it was forbidden by the owner, they tried to spend time together in unnoticed moments.

They planned to do the same today. They took an unused room. But inside they found no one else but the owner of the house. "There are my two lovebirds." he laughed wickedly. The woman next to Shisa became a statue. "What are you going to do with us now?" asked Shisa with a sharp look. He briefly let his eyes roam over Shisa. "So you haven't lost your assassin's gaze till today. But back to your question. You will be punished, of course."

He took the other woman into a separate room. Half an hour later they returned. Her body was covered with several lashes. She walked past me and whispered. "I'm sorry, only because I wanted you so badly." She was almost in tears before she left the room.

He got up from his chair and threw the girl onto the bed in the room. "You wanted to have fun, so you're going to get it," he smiled in her face. He began to rip her dress, exposing her completely. For the last 3 years she had been nothing but a tool for male lust and she resigned herself to it, knowing that she couldn't change her situation anyway.

But this moment was different, this time it was not some man she would never see again. It was the person who had harmed the only important person in her life. A flame of hatred and revenge sprang up inside her.

"So you finally want to take your pathetic life into your own hands? Then let me help you." Shisa heard a mysterious female voice in her head. Her eyes went black and when she opened them again, she found herself in a huge comfort room made of ice. "I'm glad to finally see you before me, Shisa," said the woman's voice she heard earlier. Shisa turned her head towards the spring and caught sight of the woman on the ice drone. She had long blond hair and was wearing a beautiful white silk dress, though it was very easy to see certain clothes. She also noticed that Shiva's skin was covered with a thin layer of ice, which made her skin look slightly bluish.

"My name is Shiva. I have lived inside you since you were born." Shisa walked to her until she was standing in front of the stairs to the throne. "Then why are you only speaking to me now." Shiva pointed to a spot next to the throne to which Shisa walked. "It was only when you turned eighteen that your body was strong enough to contact me subconsciously. I decided to store as much power as possible until the moment you needed me most."

Their conversation suddenly broke off and Shisa's body lit up blue. Huge amounts of ice emanated from her. She immediately killed the house owner, however she could not control them. The whole house as well as the other women died and the house was replaced by a large iceberg.

Shisa lay unconscious in the centre of the mountain and Shiva stood in front of her in a spiritual form and dressed the naked woman in one of her silk dresses. Fortunately, time stopped during their conversation. Otherwise, another man would have defiled her soul and body. Every time she saw disgusting rich men defiling the body of Shiva's carrier, she felt a stab in her heart and she would have liked to wipe them all out. Finally the moment had come. Shiva bent over her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I love you Shisa," she whispered, knowing that no one could hear her.

A gust of wind blew through the forest and was followed by four single blows that landed on the forest floor in front of the iceberg. They went through a hole in the mountain. After 15 minutes they found a large vault inside the mountain. In it, a beautiful woman lay unconscious on the ground. However, they thought she was already awake and waiting to see what the newcomers would do. The woman in the group of four strode to the woman on the floor.

"Kurenai, wait," a gruff voice called. The footsteps did not continue. There was a whisper afterwards but suddenly a heavy foot stepped forward. They were organised. Someone was definitely in charge here. A ninja squad stood before her. She had never dealt with any in her village, so this is the first time she has met any ninjas since the tragedy that occurred that night.

"What happened here?" asked a more relaxed but stern voice. Shisa did not make herself heard yet. The ninjas looked at her with scrutinising eyes. She could tell by their chakra that they were strong compared to the strongest members of the Brotherhood. She decided to open her eyes slightly to look at the ninjas.

One of them was a woman with light skin, slim build and red eyes. She had long, untamed black hair and wore a red mesh armour blouse with only one long sleeve. She also had bandages wrapped around her hands and thighs. Judging by the absence of another woman in the group, she had to be the one called Kurenai.

The man next to her had dark, spiky hair, a long beard and a cigarette between his lips. According to Shisa, he was wearing a standard ninja uniform with the sleeves rolled halfway up and the flak jacket that the other two men also wore. Around his waist he wore a sash with the kanji for fire on it.

It was a man in a green overall, a stripped splinter jacket and orange leg warmers. He wore his forehead protector with a red cloth around his waist, and to top it all off, he had a black crew cut and bushy eyebrows. If Shisa had to guess, he would definitely be the odd man out of the group. In a cheerful atmosphere, his leg warmers and eyebrows would have made her giggle.

Another man had silver hair. He wore a similar outfit to the man with the spiky hair: a green flak jacket, dark blue trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, only without the sleeves rolled up. This silver-haired ninja also wore fingerless gloves with metal plates on the back, while his left eye was covered by his headband and the rest of his face, except for his right eye, by a black mask.

"Kakashi what do we do with her?" asked Kurenai.

The silver-haired man, Kakashi, didn't even look back at her. He was the most serious of the four, and he definitely wasn't taking any chances in this situation. "We should be careful. None of us knows how strong she is." Their gazes sharpened as the woman moved in front of them. She slowly straightened up but immediately toppled to the side due to her weakened state. Kakashi immediately took the floor.

"What exactly happened here?" Kakashi asked determinedly.

Shisa wanted to start talking about her memories, but they were so disgusting that she couldn't. "I'm sorry I can't." Her body began to tremble.

A sigh sounded behind her, then more footsteps stepped towards her. "Why not?" asked Kurenai. Her voice was soft and full of care; it was gentle and almost motherly.

The woman sat down to her left and rested Shisa's head on her legs, stroking her. Shisa looked to her and noticed the comforting look she gave her. "I'm sorry these memories are too disgusting to talk about."

A man squatted down next to her and put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her that was a bad idea. Shisa started shaking extremely because she is traumatised by men's touch and immediately thinks back to the last 3 years. Although Shiva is clearly weakened, she noticed the discomfort of her carrier and tried again to release a lot of chakra to kill the Jonin. But she was too weak and the ice crystal dissolved again and she collapsed once more.

"Ice? That's the Yuki-clan's kekkei genkai." one of the men behind her said. It was the only voice she had heard so far, so it was the Jōnin with the bushy eyebrows.

"Kakashi?" the voice that had mentioned the Yuki-clan asked questioningly.

Kakashi let go of Shisa, looked over at the other Jōnin and shook his head. "Not now, Guy."

The three Jōnin surrounded Kakashi and Shiva. Kurenai silently picked the woman up with a sympathetic expression on her face.

The four ninja began to skip back to Konoha with the woman who was the focus of this strange day. As they walked out of the iceberg, it disintegrated. Guy was the first to speak up. "Kakashi, what happened? Why did you look at her in such shock?"

How was he supposed to explain this to the others? "When I suddenly touched her the ice jutsu was used as if by automatic, fsst as if someone else was sealed inside her."

"So she has a bijuu inside her?" asked Asuma as he lit another cigarette. "No and yes. Normally bijuus can't use their jutsus through the jinchuriki just like that. So there must be something else inside her, something far more powerful."

"What?" the three Jōnin asked in unison, shocked.

He was aware of how crazy this sounded. A girl from the Yuki-clan has some kind of god or demon in her body that is stronger than a bijuu.

"How is that possible? There have never been reports of such a thing before," Guy explained. Kakashi wasn't sure how it was possible, but it was.

"I don't know," Kakashi admitted. "But we have to protect her, if she falls into the wrong hands, she will have to experience even worse things than before and her traumatised state could be our undoing. She managed to create a huge iceberg out of nothing, who knows what else she's capable of."

"Then she'll become a ninja?" asked Guy.

The copy ninja nodded. That was a fact he knew for certain. Becoming a ninja was the only way she could keep the "bijuu" under control and perfect the skills and become stronger.

But also her eyes, Kakashi noticed how sharp, cold and deadly they were. He had witnessed far more powerful degrees of it in his time as a shinobi, but the amount that emanated from her at that moment... He would be a liar if he said it didn't send a shiver down his spine.

"What's wrong, Kakashi?" asked Kurenai, clearly seeing the absent look in his eyes.

He was strong ... not strong enough to paralyse an enemy with fear, but I could feel it emanating from her. This girl is no ordinary child. In those blue eyes he could see the depths of her emotions, as if it were a true mirror of her soul. He looked death in the eye.

"The sharpness and coldness in her eyes she had though she was trembling and reliving her trauma, she had been looking for the best way to erase me."

Concern filled Kurenai's eyes as she looked down at the woman in her arms. The look was not because Kurenai feared for her own safety. She was worried about the woman, worried that she might turn into someone who liked to hurt others. We have to keep an eye on her until we know her intentions and personality better.

"For now, we need to get her to the hospital while we talk to the Hokage about her."

This girl would be one of the rarest cases the village would have in it besides the boy with the nine-tailed fox.

Time would tell if that would be a good thing.