When I
was two my father drugged me and left me to die in the middle of the
forest, far from my village. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't
be alive at this moment.
It
started after my mother was killed, I had just turn one and my
brother, Kyon, was five. After my mothers death my brother cared for
me and protected me from my father...at lest till he had to go to
sand so he could become a ninja. Thats when my father striked he
didn't care to much for having a daughter, he only wanted sons. My
mother on the other hand wanted at lest one daughter and an argument
with my father about this was what got her killed.
When
he found me in those woods I was nothing but a small child
lost, hungry, and cold. Once he told me he would have killed me if I
wasn't just a one year old, who was left there to die, anyway; even
himself a "monster" as he has been called, thought
that I should have been given the chance to live. For three years he,
and a couple others, took care of me till my brother found me, after
looking for me for those three years. In that time I had learned how
be a ninja.
When
I was brought back to our village, by Kyon, my father once again
tried again to kill me. My brother tried to protect me but, was
knocked out by father. When Kyon awoke father was dead.
Kyons
skills as a ninja were parsed in school, and by his team, all the way
to the incident that left him unable to fight for the sand village.
He became ill; a disease made my brother go from a skilled ninja, to
sick young man. When he came back to our village I took care of him
and tried to make his life comfortable. Two years later a missing
ninja attacked our village. My brother stood up to the ninja trying
to protect me and the villagers. In the end only 15 people out of 200
made it out alive. I lost my brother and my grandmother that day. I
remember holding the the necklace my brother gave me, while the boat
sailed away. I was 12.
Me
and the other survivors were found by a bunch of travelers. I didn't
stay with them but, the rest did. I was going to fallow in my
brother's foot steps and become a ninja. I had known for a long
time that the village my brother wanted me to go to was not sand; so
instead I went to the next village "The village hidden
in the leaves"
After
weeks of waiting and tons of background checks I was allowed in.
Those
few first days were interesting enough because I was from a clan that
could learn (copy) from any clan or ability. That and apparently my
brother arranged my coming to Konaha before the incident that took
his life. I was surprised by this. He never told me anything about it
and yet here I was in the Inuzuka clan head's home.
“Hi
I'm Inuzuka Kiba, and this is Akamaru,” he pointed to his dog “
your name?”
I
looked at him and put on a smile “hello my name is Shikai
Saiyo.”
was two my father drugged me and left me to die in the middle of the
forest, far from my village. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't
be alive at this moment.
It
started after my mother was killed, I had just turn one and my
brother, Kyon, was five. After my mothers death my brother cared for
me and protected me from my father...at lest till he had to go to
sand so he could become a ninja. Thats when my father striked he
didn't care to much for having a daughter, he only wanted sons. My
mother on the other hand wanted at lest one daughter and an argument
with my father about this was what got her killed.
When
he found me in those woods I was nothing but a small child
lost, hungry, and cold. Once he told me he would have killed me if I
wasn't just a one year old, who was left there to die, anyway; even
himself a "monster" as he has been called, thought
that I should have been given the chance to live. For three years he,
and a couple others, took care of me till my brother found me, after
looking for me for those three years. In that time I had learned how
be a ninja.
When
I was brought back to our village, by Kyon, my father once again
tried again to kill me. My brother tried to protect me but, was
knocked out by father. When Kyon awoke father was dead.
Kyons
skills as a ninja were parsed in school, and by his team, all the way
to the incident that left him unable to fight for the sand village.
He became ill; a disease made my brother go from a skilled ninja, to
sick young man. When he came back to our village I took care of him
and tried to make his life comfortable. Two years later a missing
ninja attacked our village. My brother stood up to the ninja trying
to protect me and the villagers. In the end only 15 people out of 200
made it out alive. I lost my brother and my grandmother that day. I
remember holding the the necklace my brother gave me, while the boat
sailed away. I was 12.
Me
and the other survivors were found by a bunch of travelers. I didn't
stay with them but, the rest did. I was going to fallow in my
brother's foot steps and become a ninja. I had known for a long
time that the village my brother wanted me to go to was not sand; so
instead I went to the next village "The village hidden
in the leaves"
After
weeks of waiting and tons of background checks I was allowed in.
Those
few first days were interesting enough because I was from a clan that
could learn (copy) from any clan or ability. That and apparently my
brother arranged my coming to Konaha before the incident that took
his life. I was surprised by this. He never told me anything about it
and yet here I was in the Inuzuka clan head's home.
“Hi
I'm Inuzuka Kiba, and this is Akamaru,” he pointed to his dog “
your name?”
I
looked at him and put on a smile “hello my name is Shikai
Saiyo.”