• Intro

    Red floods my sleeves and fingers, sharp splinters from the gaping wound rip into my skin.
    As i look into her eyes, only to find her look getting colder, she whispers three words;
    ''I... hate... you''

    Chapter one: child hood


    As a child I would walk through the woods with my mother, she would tell me tales of a great warrior called Azure - san, she would tell me how he was the greatest man to learn ninjitsu to have walked the face of the earth. Along with that she would tell me about how he was the biggest b*****d to walk the face of earth.

    My mother was a strange woman, she was large, 6''2 to be precise.
    she had blood red eyes and always wore a mask so i cant really remember her face.
    She had a curvy, flexable body, large hips and carried a kunai and a shiny, red, sword.
    Apart from that... I dont really know much about her, at the age of seven she left.
    Leaving here blade and a not which read;

    Dear tsukune,

    I'm gone, i don't care about you, and i never will, your unwanted, the blade was your fathers, use it the same way he did.


    save me the effort of doing it myself.