my mother was the best jonin in konoha until she became a smoke addict. oni~san reminded me of her and i couldnt stand it! i equiped as much weapons as i can and tested the deadly fans. i slid my finger against the edge gently and blood poured out. 'Perfect' I put my hair in a high ponytail and tied mothers lucky pink ribbon across my forehead. I placed a ninja mask on my mouth and nose and i was prepared. i walked out the front door, faced my rotting parents and said, i now have a purpose. are you happy?