The young ninja stood in formation. In squads of two they knelt towards the bandaged man in front of them. His shuffling footsteps echoed in the dimly lit room.
"Kiyoshi, Karasu, follow me to the final exam." The bandaged man's raspy voice washed over them.
A boy and girl stood in one fluid movement. Neither child could have been over the age of 10 and their dark hair and eyes showed their relation. Both wore skin tight black clothing with weapons strapped upon their thighs and backs. The girl, Karasu's hair was held in place by a kanzashi while the boy, Kiyashi's hung in spiked peaks.
"Halt" the older man's voice rang out once again.
The two stopped immediately dark eyes facing blankly forward and devoid of any emotion. Silence filled the air.
The training ground was a large room and circular in shape. The candle lit walls caused the shadows to flicker ominously.
The raspy voice of the man echoed off the walls once again, "Only one of you will leave this room alive... you have three hours or both of you will be killed." His tone seemingly one of boredom.
The children stared at each other in horror.
" Hajime!"
" Kiyoshi-nii ...... I'm sorry..." the girls dark eyes filled with regret and she donned the claw light nekome smearing them with poison.
"Karasu-chan make it quick... Please" Kiyoshi Stood Still looking into the paint eyes of his younger sister.
In a Flash she was in front of him holding him in a tight embrace her nekome gently holding the back of his neck.
"Nii -san... I'm so sorry," she whispered as one of her claws dug deeply at the base of the skull severing his spinal cord.
There was a look of shock on his face and then nothing before he crumpled like a rag to the floor.
Suddenly pain rushed through her head she trembled but refuse to show weakness her eyes shut tight in agony. Then as sudden as it started the pain was gone her eyes shut open burning crimson as the blood on her hand the normal Sharingan twisting into a new more foul floral shape.
"How disappointing... No matter he was soft. Karasu, remove his eyes and place them here." He held out a jar in his hand full of liquid.
Karasu took a deep shuddering breath before walking over to the corpse of her brother. Being careful not to get poison on the eyes she took a small knife and cut away at the tissue until they were free the squelching of blood and the flesh of her brother making her nauseous. After retrieving for gruesome trophy she walked back over to the man placing the sharingan eyes into the jar.
"Tenzo!" The man barked. A young Shinobi with spiked brown hair and a cat mask walked into the room.
"Take Karasu to get her uniform and Tanto, Then show her to the barracks," he ordered.
"Hai Danzo-sama" The masked Shinobi nodded in affirmation before pivoting and exiting the room the young girl following.
Danzo then turned to the young girl "Welcome to the root division Uchiha Karasu."
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Karasu
FanfictionIn Root, you have no name. You have no feelings. You have no past. You have no future. There is only the mission.
