Seeking Answers, Hidden TruthA true shinobi,
Blood of Ryuu and Rin Tenshi,
Will be born with the power to be the perfect figher,
Bron to either rid the world of war or start it.
If she is to become a true shinobi,
Good things will happen.
If she fails,
A war will commence.
She is a legend.
She is a warrior.
She is… The Prophecy of the East.
A second shinobi,
Born from hate with the blood of separate clans,
Will be armed with the skills to survive.
She will be the opposite of the prophecy.
A key to the hidden,
She will have wisdom.
She will have heart.
She is the opposite.
The darkness to the day.
Main StoryKurai sat crouched on a tree limb, her green eyes serching the ground. Kurai carefully balanced herself and began to tie her hair into a braided ponytail. She felt her bangs brush her face and saw her purple hair flying in the wind. But that didn’t matter. Kurai wore a no sleeve, mini-skirted dress. Red outlined it to perfection. Kurai’s shorts were unseen. Kurai also wore tight leggings that started right below her skirt. Her black and red shoes were creased to the outline of her foot. Kurai’s long wrist-bands completed her look. Kurai fingered a Sand Village headband.
“Somoue…” The name escaped Kurai’s lips. Kurai blinked her eyes rapidly. She wasn’t here anymore. Somoue was… gone. Kurai promised herself she wouldn’t. But her mind dwelled on the past and soon, she was remembering it all… Right from the very beginning…
~Memory~“Help, help, someone help me! Hey, WTF! I said help!” Kurai looked up from her practice. It sounded like a really pathetic distress call. However, Kurai always liked fighting. And if the victim was unconscious, then she would beat up the punks and leave. Although Kurai’s mind told her to not be seen, curiosity got the better of her. Kurai scaled and jumped a few trees and hurried toward the sounds of the voice. She stopped when she got to the source.
“No one’s helping me!” Kurai observed the scene and saw a little girl, very tan. She had, by the looks of it, crimson colored eyes with a hint of lavender. The girl’s hair was silver, or, in other words, the exact opposite of Kurai’s. The girl was wearing a black camisole-like top. She wore gloves except that the gloves were bellbottomed and covered her hands. To complete the look, the girl wore pants that stopped at her ankles. Strangely, the outfit looked a hell of a lot like Talim’s in the second Soul Calibur game. The blue and white one… The girl had a Sand Village headband around her neck and she wore no shoes. Well, whoever the girl was, that didn’t matter. At this point, Kurai could certainly tell one thing for sure. The girl who had been crying for help was this girl. Kurai jumped down into the scene and prepared herself for a fight.
Kyahh, this was my first story written as a fanfiction. I hope you enjoy it! (Ah... Mika-Mika Chan uses her friend's account to post a fanfiction...) :thumbsup: