He woke up to silence that day, in the castle of the Polar bears it wasnt eve really loud much, but now it was weird, there wasnt a sound to be heard, he could hear the faint BUMP BUMP of his chest and his breathing was very loud and audible to him, he had no idea what was going on...he shrugged out of his covers and placed his fur cloak around him and continued around to see where articus was...or anyone.
He walked up and down the long ice hallway of the castle, looking up and down the walls, looking at the clear blue and white walls of the structure, they were nice looking...even to a derranged maniac like himself, though it had been 3 years since he had seent he village, he didnt doubt that they still knew of him, though he wasnt a real big name in the village, he knew that people still blamed him for the death of his parents, he was guilty on that account but they accused him event though he had made it look like a break and enter.

FlashBack
Why the fuck are you still here///Dont answer its because you are an idiot, and you will always be, get the fuck out of this house Wolfgang at 4 knew not where to go, so he just walked down the road, it was raining and the rain was cold of his skin....cold... a feeling he didnt have at older ages, though he knew not the feeling of...not feeling
He walked down the road, being a tall kid, at 4 years of age, most thought that he was around 10 years old, being a good 2 feet taller then he supposed to be at that age, he was a big kid, though it seemed that his parents somehow hated him more for it....So Cold

Somehow he had seen that, he had just relived a moment in his child life, it was so vivid, he even almost remembered what feeling was, though the memory of the sensation was already fading like a long lost dream...and he was then back in the ice halls, standing where he was when he stopped and had his odd flashback... time to find out what the hell was going on.

He walked throught he halls that he had grown used to, he saw the walls again, these ones were actually a bit differant, they had chips and cracks in them, this room was the training room, the bears pracitced there fighting style on the walls of this room, the marks were from the claws of the beasts, but something was off, the claw marks looked fresh, which meant that supposedly someone was here, and not long ago, but there were no claw marks on the ground to show the passing and the fighting stance of the bears, he had a small hunch about something but he just wasnt sure.

He left the room and went back down the hallway, this time looking for the exit door of the castle. He arrived at the large door and pushed, it didnt budge, he threw his shoulder into it, it would not move and he had destroyed that very door before during training, he now knew what was going on, but just as he had the thought the world shifted around him...into the Past?

He was in his old house, near some stairs...some stairs, he knew these stairs and they were his bane, though he had not teh time, he heard yelling and screaming up the stairs, it was from a women and a man, they were yelling at someone, he also heard the faint sound of a childs voice trying to get a word in, the adults were not letting him speak, if someone had done that to him he would kill them....kill them? the scene was all too familliar

He heard the sound of a yell and a laugh from the adults, and then the kid stood up or himself, he yelled as loud as the parents and they didnt like that not one bit, then he saw the kid tumbling down the stairs, hitting the steps hard and fast, on the last step, everything went slow motion, the sudden loud CRACK! made him look down at the kid, he had tattoos on his arms, he also had a lion tattoo on his chest, he was someone familliar, though who he knew not.

Then the kid got up and looked down at his hands and started to shake his head to the left and right, his hands were shaking and he had the look of shock on his face, then it all changed....His face changed and he suddenly got vey mad loooking, the eyes of silver narrowed, and the mouth went flat and the face relaxed into the state of relaxed anger, the id had had enough it seemed, he rushed over to the drawer and grabbed a knife running through Wolfgang and running right at his parents as they hobbled down the stairs, he stabbed them...he then relized that that kid was him, this was his past this was how he lost feeling and changed, he remembered what the next tattoo he got was...the bloody saber on the mouth of the lion to cover up the stab marks,

It all came to him in a flash of random emotions, he knew where the bears were and why they werent here, this was a god damned genjutsu, he slapped his hands together and cranked chakra into his body, making the genjutsu suddenly go away and he awoke in a ice room with a small bear leaning over top of him, it was Sakola the genjutsu bear, he shot his hand forward and cluthced the throat of the bear, DONT do that ever again, even if Articus wanted this as training, NEVER GOT IT? the bear nodded as his master came into the room and nodded and smiled to himself, I am a little bit sorry Wolfgang, that was a test we had to do, Genjutsu is hard to combat, and we had to make sure that you could fight it, and you did well, it wont happen again, from now on....the combat training that was a good thing, Wolfgang did not lie genjutsu, he was much better and enjoyed it, he stood up and threw his cloak off to reveal his bare tattooed chest, he started off towards the training yard to meet Kalimbo the small, his normal combat instructor...he was getting better...three years had changed him....
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