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Misoka

Misoka


D-rank
She was right in front of him in a second, placing both her hands on his shoulders and shaking him gently. “Crimson? Crimson?” What was wrong with him? All of a sudden, he had doubled up and let out a painful groan. Misoka bit down on her lip nervously. What to do, what to do… She couldn’t see any physical injuries; it seemed like the boy was having a terrible headache or something like that.
Then, from one moment to the next, he opened his eyes again and stood up. She scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion, quick to ask him what had happened and he provided her an astounding answer.
So he’d remembered something?!
“That…” Misoka wasn’t sure what to say, the surprise still written all over her face. The good news were Crimson had regained a lost memory; the bad news… he had seen himself kill another person. It upset him greatly; he looked at his feet for several moments before he finally mustered up the strength to speak again.
She listened to everything he had to say, nodding a few times and studying his fearful expression.
“Darn… who am I…”
“It’s okay.” Eyes softening, she pulled him into a quick embrace, which probably didn’t look as motherly as planned given the fact that he was taller than her. Oh well, it's the thought that counts. She patted his back with a comforting smile and then stepped back to meet his gaze again. “You are a shinobi. You were trained to kill. And the man you remembered wasn’t an innocent civilian; he was a murderer himself, a rapist. By killing him, you’ve surely saved dozens of other lives.”
Fortunately, her reply helped him calm down a little – hey, there was even a smile of his own forming on his lips as he opened his mouth to say something…
“What do you call a fake noodle? An impasta!!”
Umm…
Misoka’s jaw dropped comically at that random… joke. “Oh, an impasta…” she repeated in an awkward tone, slipping a small fake laugh. “Good one…”
The loud sound of crashing thunder prompted her to take a look outside, watching the rain pour down for a while.
“We should sleep now,” Misoka then said and nodded at Crimson. “We’ll leave the cave early in the morning.” A concerned expression flickered across her face. “If you have nightmares, you can always wake me up and talk about it, okay?”

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Crimson

Crimson


D-rank
He smiled and acted calmly, his joke was lame...yes, but he merely wanted to break the ice, what could that memory be Crimson's eyes, they were...Crimson picked up a broken glass from the ground, and as he looked at his reflection he noticed a slight difference,  his iris, a vertical slit, unlike what he had seen in his memory, he had four irises, one in the center, and three comma shaped like irises floating around it, his eyes were the same color, he closed his eyes as he laid down waiting for her to relax and sleep, and when she appeared to be asleep he sat with his legs crossed on the entrance of the cave, thinking, thinking of who he truly is.




He closed his eyes once more as he began thinking, sinking into his thoughts, he glared at the blackness of the space of his mind, he would find nothing but a black world with a fifty centimeters level of water, that covered a part of his legs where he was standing, Crimson would walk and walk in the endless black world, all he could find was emptiness, and along the road he saw a memory, he was crying over the corpse of his father in the battlefield, Crimson  would notice that his eyes was bright red and a single coma would appear, apparently that coma is called 'Tomoe' Crimson opened his eyes, escaping the painful moment and standing guard on his sleeping friend when six armed men approached him, he glared at them and spoke “You're hindering my sight. . .Scram.” The boy ended his sentence with an order, these men didn't look to be the type to save someone, they most likely are wretched thugs, they yelled at Crimson and ordered him to give him his valuables, crimson would reply by saying a single word “Annoying. . .” They would notice Misoka after threatening him and yelling, they would drool over her graceful body and beautiful appearance, along with her angelic presence, they ordered Crimson to bring her over to them, and spoke saying : “We'll be borrowing this babe over there, she'll be our toy-” As one of them was about to refer to her with an ugly title, crimson grabbed his head and smashed it complete with the ground as blood sprayed on his face Crimson turned  to the intimidated group as he spoke with a deadly voice “Drop Dead.”




“They would call my friend names and attempt to harm her. . . Their end draws near.”

“Y-You monster!!” They yelled fearfully,they kept attacking him with their swords left and right, and from all other directions, Crimson would receive cuts all over his body, specifically 1 to 2 inches deep cuts, but once Crimson was fed up, he stood with his hands by his sides, he'd close his eyes, and await the right moment, he slid into a battle stance, and opened his eyes as  he felt the power surging through his veins his eyes would change something in him, and while knew nothing about what this power was it had a similar feeling to what his memories described, the bloody eyes of the uchiha, Crimson's eyes flashed a stronger crimson red under the bright moon as he moved swiftly following  the movements of his enemies and dodging each attack of theirs, he found himself capable of easily dividing his attention to the five left thugs, each move...He can see their very twitches,and react even faster, dancing wildly with five of them, and sure he might take hits even now, but they would barely slash a half a centimeter and barely hit him too, and now it was time to react, he would jump from his place to the back five meters and unleash multiple small fire ball the he controlled and moved randomly, it was difficult to dodge and while 3 of them dodged it, Crimson released  these balls after activating a strange mode that he entered, it seems to have strengthened his attacks, Crimson went ahead and released a C-rank Katon that he knew by heart, it was his clan's basic katon technique.

Crimson silence

Minutes passed. . .

Crimson stood there wiping the blood off of his cold body as his devilish eyes shone with a deadly presence, and as they returned to their sheltered form a strong headache struck his head, Crimson moved to the right side of the cave and laid down with his back facing the rocky wall.

And thus, he awaited the sun. . .





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Misoka

Misoka


D-rank
The sound of footsteps woke her up. She kept lying motionless on the ground, pretending to be still asleep, while she never ceased to listen.
Male voices. They came closer. Misoka turned her head ever so slowly and looked beside her. She blinked a few times so that her glowing eyes could further adjust to the darkness, but nothing changed before her: Crimson was gone.
And then she heard his voice. “You’re hindering my sight… Scram.” Words so coldly spoken that she wouldn’t have believed it was him if she didn’t know better. Had he slept at all?
Quietly, she rolled onto her back, making out six dark silhouettes who were standing face to face with Crimson and were obviously not friendly hikers.
One of them pointed at her, insisted on “borrowing her” and his comrades joined his laughter without hesitation.
Misoka’s right hand clenched into a fist as she thought about when to attack those rude intruders. Before she could do anything, however, Crimson’s patience snapped. In a blur, he moved towards them, smashed the first man to the ground, released fire balls as though he had never known anything else but fighting. Misoka felt reminded of the incident in the woods earlier even though… something seemed different.
Then realization hit her when she saw him perform a well-known C-rank Katon technique; when she saw his blood red eyes containing one single black point as he turned and checked whether some of his enemies would stand up again.
None of the men did.
The silence returned. She wasn’t sure why, but Misoka didn’t want the boy to know that she’d been watching. At least not right now. Heart pounding, she closed her eyes and waited.

Minutes later, Misoka stood up silently and walked over to Crimson, who had finally lain down, but she doubted he was asleep.
Throwing a glance outside, she had to smile despite herself at the sight of the morning sun rays peeking out from behind the clouds. The thunder storm was over. They could finally leave the cave.
“Crimson?” she whispered. “Are you awake? It’s already morning. We can go.”
She planned to talk to him about what she’d seen later on.

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Crimson

Crimson


D-rank
He attacked his enemies mercilessly, he showed no sympathy to their cries, he hid their bodies, and carried on watching the storm till he fell asleep, tired, using his powers, and powers he knew nothing of, the young boy fell asleep while sitting with his legs crossed and his arms crossed, he didn't want harm to come her way, the young boy. . . .The necklace around his neck sunk into his body as if fusing with him. . . .



He opened his eyes as he heard her voice, her soft whispering awoke him, he smiled as he stood up and nodded to her, he spoke in a laid back manner “Let's go to the village!” he spoke in agreement, it was time to go and visit the village of the clouds, Crimson smiled as he began his walk with Misoka, he spoke noting something was different about her “Um....Misoka, is something the matter? You seem bothered”




What was it, she seemed to be holding something in, and with difficulty, Crimson wondered before snapping into anxiety, maybe she saw him murdering the men that approached them yesterday.

The thought troubled him, but did it really matter, he was, who he is, and it seems, Crimsons sole specialty is fighting, he was glad to have her as a friend, but worried, that she may distance herself from him, for being such a mysterious dark person, and although he was dark, he was kind, and wished for nothing but the good of the others

Misoka

Misoka


D-rank
“Um....Misoka, is something the matter? You seem bothered”

That was it then. The time had come to tell him. Misoka took a deep breath, hesitating a fleeting moment longer, thinking about how to put it all in words. At last, she spoke, “Crimson, I don’t want to frighten you, but do you remember what happened this night?”
She paused, gazing at the boy sideways. “Three men found us. I saw you… kill them. But… more importantly, your eyes. They were the eyes of an Uchiha.”
After letting her words sink in for another second, she would continue, “You must be from the Uchiha Clan.”
A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She wasn’t sure how he would take the information. Then again, he probably didn’t even know what the Uchiha clan was. Good that she knew.
“The clan derives from Konohagakure. A village located in the land of fire. Maybe you will find hints of your past there.”




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Crimson

Crimson


D-rank
“The uchiha clan...Ugh” he placed his head between his hands as he painfully  stood, remembering a thing of his past......Dante, who's Dante?


He spoke “Uchiha Dante....” What was he, this pain, it was suffocating, and after mere moments the pain disappeared, he stood there, wondering who he was, but that was not the time for that, he smiled as a he looked at Misoka, and cheerfully spoke:


“Let's take you home Misoka!”


And so they continued walking towards their goal.

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