A four-year-old Y/n was seen and stood out in a field. A Katana sheathed at his side. Despite clearly being too long, as it rested on the floor.
A few members of the Kukuru Unit are standing around. All are balanced on one leg, their katanas unsheathed as they clean them with expertise.
Kukura Unit- a unit of footmen comprised mainly of male Zenins without either aura (or a low amount of it) or those with no semblance.
The leader of the Kukura Unit Stands by, watching the masked Unit of men quietly. His gaze scrutinizing.
Current leader of the Kukura Unit, Nobukai Zenin -
Nobukai noticed Y/n stood among the group. Grunting, he put on a smile and called the boy over.
Y/n smiled, running past one of the men, knocking into him, as he franticly tried to regain balance.
"Uncle! Uncle!" Y/n called twice. Reaching Nobukai, he smiled up at him.
Nobukai rolled his eyes. 'Uncle' Seemed to be something the young boy had taken to calling all the older male Zenins.
"Y/n." He said formally, rubbing the boy's hair.
The boy beamed up at him, his smile wide. Nobukai pulled his hand away, racing an eyebrow at the weapon attached to the young boy's hip.
"Who gave you that?" He asked, pointing at the weapon.
"Oh! Uncle Junchi gave it to me!" Y/n said, reaching to the hilt, he unsheathed the blade with some difficulty. Revealing the wooden Blade.
"Ah, he gave you one of our training blades." Nobukai nodded.
"Yeah! He said I could have it if I stopped annoying him while he was practicing with the other Kukura!"
"Did he now?" Nobukai had no idea who Junchi was.
"Yeah! And now that I have a blade, I can join you and the Kukura!"He said happily, raising the weapon up and pointing it up at the sky.
Nobukai scoffed, shaking his head. "You don't want to be one of us, kid."
"What do you mean?" He asked, bringing his weapon down.
"Well..." Nobukai began, crossing his arms. "Kukura aren't seen in a very... Positive light, from the heads."
"Why?"
"Because, "He raised a hand, "We are seen as less than the other members of the clan."
"Why?"
"Because we have little to no aura."
"Wh-"
"Before you ask, no one knows why we have less aura than them." He cut the boy off. Before shaking his head.
The boy looked slightly saddened at the prospect of not being one of them.
"Who knows, maybe you can be the head of the Kukura when im old and brittle." Nobukai said, giving the boy a grin.
"Really!?"
"Yes, really." He gave a nod, ruffling the boy's hair, to the protest of the boy. Only earning a laugh.
"Y/n." A voice called. Causing the duo to look over.
On a slightly elevated platform stood the clan head. Watching them with scrutinizing eyes.
"It's almost time. Come." Naobito called.
The boy smiled happily, sheathing the blade quickly as he ran over.
Y/n climbed up some side stairs, before quickly running past Naobito, who stared at Nobukai intensely.
"Do not interact with those above you. Nobukai."
"... Yes Sir."
Naobito nodded, before swiftly turning. Following after the boy.
"And one more thing," Naobito stopped, "Keep your dogs on their leashes."
Not bothering to wait for an answer, he walked into the large estate.
Nobukai sighed before he heard the soft thudding of a boot making contact with the floor. Causing him to whip around and zero in on the Kukura member Y/n had bumped into earlier. His foot was up perfectly. As though he never put his foot down.
"five minutes in the Grimm pit for each of you."
The groans of the men filled the air.
Meanwhile, Y/n was led down into a deep part of the estate. Naobito walked with the boy in tow.
"Will I finally unlock my semblance?"
"Hopefully. It would be a waste if you didn't get her Semblance." Naobito said, taking a sudden turn. Leading them down a hall of marble pillars and walls. Torches leaving light barely visible. Up ahead, a man stood, a Katana attached to his hip, with two other Kukuras standing behind him.
Member of Clan Zenin, Leader of Hei- Ogi Zenin
Hei: A small group of Zenin clan members that are high ranked in both power and as Hunters.
Ogi nodded his head. "Brother."
"Ogi." Naobito said, crossing his arms.
"Kukura, take him down to the pit. I'll stay here and talk to my brother." Ogi said, motioning towards the young boy.
"Yes sir." The masked men said in unison, motioning for y/n to follow after them.
Y/n is quick, a large smile on his face as he follows after the two men.
The two wait a second until the footsteps fade. Before finally beginning to speak to each other.
"The boy..." Ogi started, crossing his arms. "What are the chances he had no semblance at all?"
"Unlikely." Naobito said, shaking his head."It is most probable the boy got his semblance from his mother, seeing as Restriction is a subtrait."
"Mhm, let us hope he is also not like Maki, a useless brat who has neither increased physicals like HIM nor a high aura." Ogi said, loathing the birth of his failed daughter, who had bumped him down from being the next head to second place. And to Naobito of all people.
"Yes, It's a shame that the brat was unable to get a good semblance so we could at least marry her off." Naobito crossed an arm. Using the other to scratch his mustache. "She doesn't even make a good Kukura."
"Mhm." Ogi agreed with a nod. Falling in step, slightly behind Naobito, as they went in the direction Y/n and the two Kukura had gone.
"Regardless, since we seem to be talking about the black sheep..." Naobito started, before looking over. "He bears a striking resemblance to Y/n. "
The black sheep of the Zenin's
"Yes. Which is troublesome. Hopefully, he grows out of it." Ogi said, shaking his head.
"We were lucky he bred that woman before he left. Too bad he decided to take the last name of a woman. 'Fushiguro'." Naobito said the name with a large amount of distaste. "Even after leaving he still finds ways to defy us."
"Now, enough about the boy's father. The boy himself." Naobito said, shaking his head. "Did you do as I asked?"
"Yes, brother. I instructed the Kukura to leave out a small pack of 5 beowolfs yesterday." Ogi said, getting a nod from Naobito.
"And the two you sent with the boy?"
"They are the lowest-ranked Kukura. No semblance nor aura. They were only equipped with swords."
"Hmm, so they are most likely...
Dead."
Y/n Jumped back, his back slamming into the wall of the confined hallway as a Beowulf slammed into where he just was with its large paw.
Beowolf, the footsmen of grimm
Nearby, the two Kukura were dead. Their blood leaking from their slashed open stomachs. Their swords lay clenched in their hands, unsheathed.
Y/n was quicker than the beast. Dodging is head to the right to avoid a hit from the large beast, leaving cracks in the wall.
Suddenly, he felt a strong amount of pain, as a Beowulf came from the side, coaching its teeth into Y/n's leg, making him lose his balance, as the first Beowulf was about to slam its paw into his head.
The Beowulf that had bit into Y/n had suddenly thrashed around, pulling him from under the large paw that slammed into the concrete.
The beast let go of y/n's leg, flinging him across the room, and he landed with a thud, bouncing off the marble into a roll. His blood left a trail after him.
Y/n grunted in pain, trying to push himself up, only for the pain of his leg to set his body ablaze in pain.
Y/n grunted, falling forwards.
The shadows around him shifted for a second.
Y/n was grabbed again, the beast biting down in the same spot as before. Seeming to relish in his pain and discomfort, as it pulled him up. Standing on its hind legs to pull y/n up even further.
Y/n grunted in pain, tears began to leave his eyes.
Like a geyser, information enters his brain. Information he knew he never had before, filling him up.
"Call for us" a shadow called, as a sign suddenly flashed in his mind.
"No." A deep, hard voice called from deeper.
"Call for me. Call for what's rightfully yours, and take your place as the tenth shadow." The voice demanded.
"You must ADAPT!"
A new sign flashed in his mind.
As y/n suddenly came back, his eyes widened. Before he brought his arms up to try and copy the sign.
He never was able to. As the beast thrashed again, making y/n slam his head into the wall. Knocking him out.
The beast dropped him instantly. Seemingly bored now that y/n had stopped reacting. And raised its leg.
Behind it, the other three beowolfs were chewing up the copses.
And then they weren't. As a slash of fire obliterated the four Beowulfs.
The one holding its paw above y/n's head had stilled.
It was revealed the entirety of its back was completely slashed open and split. Its armor was completely destroyed. And it smelled of fire.
Ogi Zenin stood behind the creature. Crouched down slightly, his katana pointed up. His eyes closed, and a flame around his blade.
Ogi Zenin's semblance: Blazing Courage!
Naobito walked over slowly, looking down at Y/n. A displeased look on his face.
"Put this brat into the Kukura unit. He is in no way fit to stand among us." Naobito said, placing his foot on the young boy's head. Pressing down on it.
The boy's head was bleeding. His eyes shut.
"The Kukura is the only place he will ever be anything to the Zenin clan." Ogi agreed.
Naobito grunted, before spitting onto the back of the boy. Swiftly turning and walking off. Ogi followed after him, sheathing his blade without even a glance at the boy.
It was only hours later, when Nobukai had come down with a few Kukura to clean up did they find Y/n.
Nobukai stared at his motionless body. Before glancing over at the only female in the squad. Her face was also covered by a cloth.
"Maki, Take him to be treated. The rest of you. Clean up. Let those two be a lesson not to be weak." Nobukai pointed over at the dead, chewed-up body of the other Kukura.
The failure of the Zenin, Maki Zenin
Well, that was something. Wasn't it? Much like Megumi, I'm gonna keep edging the ability until whenever. Peace.
Ps, Criticism is requested. Have at me.