aiya'

y son of my esteemed father, Uzumaki, a revered member of the legendary S

jas. According to my father's stories, I was just five years old, while my younger sister Neji was only three, when we bid fa

st our home. Under Father's guidance, we honed our ninja skills, mastering

dawn and gently r

already," I whispered, tapp

pening her eye

the mat on the floor,

o the storage area t

e jars of water, we stepped outsi

shed our faces, refreshing

, we retur

orned with the symbolic colors of ou

daggers, their blades glin

outside, ready to fac

nobi clan, had crafted these weapons with precisi

niquely crafted arrow types, ea

gency situations, carried explosive tips to blast our way out of danger. The green arrows cont

d with the deadly venom of a python and the toxic secretions

eemed molded to her lithe figure, while her long sword gleamed in her left hand. With her

d, slipping on her

ing my black leather

em securely onto my legs, and

e ready, I stepped

culously sharpening her blades. 'Time to

them around our faces, the famili

ventured into the deadli

rought me exhilaration, ma

ave the thrill of the hunt, an

hy stalk, and the strategic strike

o the forest, but our

our presence and fled," I whispered,

aling me to silence. "Shh, I hear footstep

point in the distance,

tion," she added, her h

for silence,

scaled two adjacent trees,

o see a group of armed men, th

oundings. I counted at least six, their mo

er eyes locked onto the g

ightened, ready to

nclear, but their arsenal h

oup of armed men continued on their trajectory, headin

whispered softly, her voice barely

middle?" I asked curiously, knowing Neji's exceptional eyesi

gift passed down through our clan's lore. This rare trait foretold her ascensi

," Neji announced, her gaze fixed on

his teenage years," she added,

calm," she continued, her composed ton

ters devouring that innocent youth was unbearable. I couldn't

is concerns us, Jiraiya! Those monsters will b

p of my bow. "I won't let them harm another innocent," I

my mind, but I pushed it aside. This was di

p, my determi

y by while monsters t

distance, replaced by the soft rustle

utching the crimson-tipped arrow in my hand. Its scarlet h

, weaving through the underbrush and bounding across the forest floor

foliage. My eyes locked onto the group, assessing the situat

r, sneered at the captive. "You'll make a fine addition to ou

ed. The time for stealth was ove

The boy's safety was paramount. I swiftly replaced the crimson arrow

om the shadows, my voice firm and comm

n tip glistening in the fading light. The me

out their bows and some

launched my arrow into the fray. It struck true, finding its mar

their triumph was short-lived. The green arrow's gas spread rapidly, enveloping them i

ze locked onto mine with an unblinking stare, sending a chill cour

gas before, as he had instinctively co

t me with a spare blade, but I

tle cry, he launc

ard, desperate to

ick stone, and my legs flew out from under me. I

me, his blade poised

s menacing prese

me, its dark shadow

ife force e

i," I whispered, regr

racing for the inevitable. The thought

n as he raised the spare, its bl

e f

ddenly

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