The nine-tailed fox attack ruined thousands of lives. It ruined mine too.

My family is from the Tsugime tribe, and the "special power", or kekkei genkai, that runs through the tribe, is a stronger pull to water. Water is more likely to respond to us, more likely to let us use it. I, of course, was cursed to have this special power.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love my power. It almost feels calming to have the water to abide by me, to flow with me in such a graceful manner. It was just the catch that came with this. Controlling water didn't just stop there in my case. I don't know why. I had many theories, though, and the one I thought was most possible was the fact that I was born during a blood moon, which also gave me my name, Chitsuki, after the blood moon that my mom said made me look like I was drenched in blood.

My mother and father were both cowards. As soon as my father heard the whispers of the nine-tailed fox attack, he left for the Land of Water when I was still a baby.

Fool.

The fox didn't even affect us too much directly—our house was relatively undamaged. My father on the other hand—well you could not say the same. After he left us, we never heard from him ever again. My mother mourned. I was still young, I didn't understand.

Going back to the water release theory. I heard about different ninjas mastering elemental chakra, but my abilities weren't about turning my chakra into water, it was about controlling the substance itself, and my powers didn't stop at just manipulating water in its liquid form, I could freeze it, make it evaporate, and I thought I even could have the potential to boil it. I could use water that wasn't just in clear sight, I could control plants, anything that had enough water inside.

I guess I could also pull water out of said plants and whatnot, but the first time I tried I passed out.

I later found out that water wasn't the only thing I could use though, anything that was close enough to a liquid I could control, mud that was wet enough, perfume, blood…

Blood.

The start of every one of my problems. I had a monster in me. An alter ego that was sadistic and evil and had a thirst for what ran in every human's veins. It would come out at random times, attacking like a savage, hurting other people, and sometimes myself when the beast craved the vital fluid so much it attacked the host it was living in.

This was when I was two, after my father left. My mother was terrified. If I wasn't born, she would have followed my father into hiding, but I was here. And my mother was desperate to get the bloodlusting creature out of me. Oh so desperate.

So desperate she turned to the snake Orochimaru. It promised her that one bite would leach the blood craving demon out of me, it just needed a sacrifice.

If my mother had a choice, she would not have let the snake kill her. She would've left. The snake didn't give her a choice, nor a chance to run away.

I lost my mother that day.

Orochimaru did fulfil his promise—he bit my neck, leaving the Cursed Seal behind. It was painful. I screamed. It didn't help with the beast.

Now, I'm a little bit unsure what happened next, but it left a huge scar on my neck. It ran from the tip of my chin all the way down to my collar bone, intersecting the mark Orochimaru left on me. It successfully stopped Orochimaru's symbol from doing whatever it was meant to do, and it pushed the demon inside of me into my nightmares.

It was still terrifying.

Although it no longer appeared when I was awake, if I ever had nightmares it would come back and attack me, leaving the scar on my neck dripping with blood, and usually cuts all over my body, all leaking blood.

This is where I learned how to heal. I was shy, and didn't like trusting other people due to my family issues, so I found other ways to cope with my situation. I found out that water was more connected to my chakra, which was my special kekkei genkai, and it had a soothing effect on my body. It didn't immediately heal wounds, it just encouraged the healing, making infections less possible and making it heal faster.

I didn't want anyone else knowing about what happened to me, so I always covered my neck with a piece of cloth. It only reached my chin, so it didn't cover my mouth, but it did attract unwanted attention. I was introverted, so attention was the last thing I wanted.

Everything seemed okay, though, until I joined The Academy.