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Isamu Yoshida, the birth name of The WTF Ninja, villain. Born in Kyoto, his father worked in the big city, until the business moved to Barton. The family was rather wealthy, both of Ninja's parents being scientists of the highest degree, they bought a rather large house in Barton. Since they were gone, young Ninja was left to be cared for by the family servants (who were paid very well, and were very good people.) They cared for Ninja for his life, until one faithful night.
Ninja was six years of age, in the downstairs kitchen for a small snack. He rummaged through the fridge, having taken some cheese to munch on. When he turned in the darkness, it being lit by the fridge light, he saw something dark, like a shadow, moving. It lunged for him, engulfing him. Ninja passed out, slamming his head rather hard against the tile floor.
In a daze, Ninja awoke, rubbing his head, an evident bruise of sorts on it. He walked lazily to the near-by clock, it read 5 o'clock, in the morning. Ninja threw away the spoiled cheese, and went to bed to rest. He assumed it was a dream. The streetlights dimly lit his way, as he dragged his feet across the floor. After an hours rest, Ninja was awoken by his favorite servant, Trisha, who was much like a mother. "Morning" she would say, with a smile. Ninja always smiled back, and got ready for school. He left as he always did, got to school a she always did. He was in first grade at Barton Elementary, one of the more populated schools. Ninja sat in the back, mainly because he could both see and hear well, so they moved the kids who couldn't near the front. But, the back was dark that day, coincidently, the bulbs ran out, and they had run out of extras. So, Ninja payed attention, careful attention. It wasn't until he noticed something move out of the corner of his eye that he looked back. It was nothing. He looked for a second more, before turning back around. Again, the corner of his eye told him to turn. he did so again, to see a part of the shadows...moving?!
It moved like a snake, swaying back and forth. It took a second or so before Ninja began to realize it moved at his command, his brain and body working together. he felt the power in his veins, moving it. A girl turned around to see what Ninja was doing, shrieking in terror.
The Meta-Human factor was almost unheard of, and the teacher alerted a special team of enforcers immediately. Ninja was picked up, and carried out the door, into a truck. He was given some serum, where he fell unconscious. The soldiers slammed the truck door shut, and began to drive to a disclosed area, north of Barton, a place exclusive to them.
When Ninja came to his senses, he was floating in a tank of unrecognizable material, a respirator against his face. He could barely see, his vision was blocked by what ever he was in. This...substance somehow kept Ninja alive, feeding him, nourishing him. Whenever he felt hungry, it eliminated hunger, yet, it kept him skinny. He also never had to use a restroom, the substance eliminating that factor. He never got sick. yet, Ninja was always bored because of this, spending his time sleeping within the tank. For a week, he rested, until the drew him out of it, doing various, painful test upon him. Needles stabbing him, injecting...something into him.
After this, he was put in a room, but it seemed more like a cube for the clinically insane. A year passed, these tests become more frequent, Ninja noticing the big scheme. Slowly, they were giving him powers, super-powers, a super soldier.
Before long, it was Ninja's fourth anniversary of being a test subject. It was then, something awoke in him. The thing that happened four years ago, the shadowy figure. It was noon, the scientists were busy. Ninja's eyes began to give-off a dark, fire-like material. When he breathed, it was the same dark gas. The scientist crowded around the room. It was completely bright, except for Ninja, who was engulfed in the shadows. A seconds silence, before Ninja lunged out of the room, a shadow-like beast in the figure of a ten year old. He broke the glass that he was observed from, cruelly ripping apart those who tested on him, before escaping the building, the scientist hot on his trail. They rode in various vehicles, from mopeds to trucks, even some aerial vehicles were sent out. They were about to catch him, since Ninja had to stop at the Barton Cliffs.
The beast looked down, then at the scientist. The daylight began to melt away the beast, only leaving Ninja. He had no collecting of what happened, but looked at the situation at hand. They were close, and if he did not jump, he was going to be killed anyway. He held his breathe, his gut telling him to jump. He jumped down, the scientist stopped. The head went forward, looking down. "No one, not even a super soldier could live that fall." he said, before returning to the base with the others.
Ninja was adrift, floating in the current, far away from land. He had somehow lived, and floated, unconscious, out to sea. He was awoken by a flat side poking him in the face. He awoke, and sunk. He was pulled up by a man with a shaved head, dressed in an orange robe.