The fairly tall man named Kush walked through the lush green forest. The smells of fresh leaves and dew in the air leaves a faint smile on his face. He could here the low whisper of a creek nearby, the smell of crisp clean water hitting his nose every so often. He loved nature, even though deep down his heart was filled with sludge and grime. His love for life was ironic enough for his love of death. Even though he doesnt take life's for no reason. He is a complex man, and his complexity leaves him to where he is today. In a deep, wonderful forest with no where to go. The man doesnt look back though. He believes that everything happens for a reason and the reason "abnormal" things happen to him is to make him stronger. He laughs at the thought. Maybe things that happen abnormally happen because he makes them happen. He shrugs, and gazes at the sun as its rays bounce off everything. Making it seem like the sun had an eye on him. He smiles, looking up at the sky. Its white hue's smearing across the light blue sky. He looks back down and keeps heading down his own path. Leading to where? He doesnt know, but what he does know is that he needs to look out for rogue ninja. They're not to much of a problem, but sneak attacks are fair play in a world without rules. His path takes him to a rickity old bridge. Its wood looked rotted with a dull brown with faded in white, its posts ate'en(?) away from years of water coroding(?). "Hm." He walks onto the bridge without worry. Each step is hollow and light as he walks along the shakey crossing. He can hear the boards cracking under his feet, but pays no attention. The last couple boards buckle under his weight, but he hops up quickly, hopeing no one heard him cross. He takes a couple steps out, his eye's focused forward into another opening in dense foliadge(? cant spell today). When he enters, pushing away twigs and branchs in his route, he hears something rustling. He hops behind a tree, pulling a kunai and grasping its handle tightly. The man peaks around the tree, seeing the widen path stretch and curve into foliadge(?) it disappearing. He notices the same rustling, and hugs the tree tighter, in a striking postion. The sound gets closer. "...To big to be a rodent... not big enough to be a deer..." He points out, as the rustling turns to shuffling, and the shuffling turns to mumbling. "...I heard him! He was spotted coming in eastward, so he cant be to far." Said a short, stocky shinobi with a big ugly smile. He wore all grey, and had a two large shuriken on his back. His jet black hair slicked back like a greasers. "Well, if you were any louder..." Says another short, slightly taller young ninja. He has black hair, and wore a blue vest with grey pants. "Well come one." The greaser snaps, and they walk out the same path as the man. "Hm. My que..." He pulls another kunai, and walks silently behind them. The man had jumped onto a tree branch, with a perfect view of the two. He smiled. A part of him liked the hunt. "...I dont see him." Says the boy, looking around the area of the bridge. "..." The greaser just seems angry, looking into the forest, then back to the bridge, then the water. The man ties a exploding tag onto the kunai silently. "Lets go back. He isnt here." The greaser heads to the opening. "...Alright..." The boy says with disappointment, heading toward the opening. The man waits for the the opening, pulling another kunai and placing a exploding tag on it. When the two bend down, right when they start pushing the twigs and branchs away he leaps from the branch. Soaring through the air, he launchs the kunai with a downward swing, using the momentum to flip and land perfectly on a branch. The kunai wiz to their targets. One piercing the greaser neck, the other going into the chest of the boy. "Gack! Guh!" The greaser spits blood trying to speak. "Gack!! Garggle!!!" He spins alittle, gasping for air. "Oww!!" The boy notices the tag, and his eyes widen. "I don-... I dont..." Then BOOOM! Two large explosions occur. The man doesnt look, and hops down a few branchs, then onto the path. He starts his journey again. He wonders why he must run. He wonders why he cant return to the good life. Helping others. Helping the community. He realizes something, and for the first time in years he looks back. He looks back at the opening, seeing the carnage he just created. The blood splattered green leaves. The brownish crimsion dirt, brain matter mixed in with grains of soil and leafs. He realizes why he can no longer go back to the peaceful community. He realizes why he cant go back to have a family. He knew why he had killed his best friend... The minute he is angered... there would be no rules... no holding back... no regrets... His eyes wide, and facial features without expression. He holds back tears... and walks down the same, going no where path... the path of a missing ninja... Weeks before, he had a run in with his best friend. They were researching. Digging deep into the Uchiha clan history, trying to find out more infromation about something called the "Mangekyou Sharingan". The past history was one of the first leaders of the Uchiha Clan, Madara Uchiha, had killed his brother soon after obtaining this new form of Sharingan. He knew that once after acheiving the Mangekyou Sharingan, that the user's sight would slowly deteriate with each usage. Something that was a curse and a gift. A double edged blade. But they also knew that you could beat this blindness stage. But how? The infromation wasn't handed out to the public, so they had to search. After a couple days of researching, Kush and his Companion Okiba finally understood what they had to do to acheive this power. But at what cost and how far would they go? Okiba was the first to attack Kush, figuring out the secret and wanting to get the prize first. After the struggle, Kush came out the victory, killing his best friend in the end. His mangekyou was his prize, but the cost was almost to much for him to bare. Something wasn't right about these eye's. Hatered, greed, envy floated around them. Haunting his world, and the rest of the world haunting him for them. This wasn't the best fate for anyone, no one wanted to be labled a prize. But the prize for killing a Uchiha was pretty high...
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