Flashback Arc~

The time that will be going on right now is right after Niiro was captured from the Village Hidden in the Tree Leaves, so this is when the two Shinobi of the Village Hidden in the Mist arrived to their village. They were in front of the Mizukage and they dropped off the body of the Uchiha. The drop instantly woken the boy up and he looked into the eyes of the Kage. The two Shinobi had described everything about Niiro as if they had known him his entire life, they even told their kage about his abilities and the clan that he belonged to; it was odd that they had all this information on the boy but at the same time they were ninjas so they should be able to get everything they needed whenever, however, from whoever.

The two Shinobi had talked to the Mizukage it could be possible that the boy would be able to perform the task they needed done and that he could be a great asset to their military. What they truly wanted from the boy was for him to become one of the seven chosen to bear the weapons of the special force task known as the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. Niiro found it vaguely hard to keep up with all of them, but he eventually got to what they were saying so it wasn't really a big deal right now. Once the two shinobi had told the Mizukage everything they knew about the boy, their leader agreed and immediately shipped him off to an island.

Upon arrival to the island the Shinobi that brought him there told them that if he could successfully become on of the Seven Swordsmen, then they wouldn't kill him; but they also told him that if he tried to take the sword and then now join the village that they would strip the weapon away from him and murder him brutally without a second thought in their minds. The white-haired boy figured that he had no other choice so he would do what he had to survive this place. They gave him everything he needed to know about the Seven Swordsmen, what he needed to do, and who he needed to find; they wished him luck as they rode off from the shore and into the sea back to their village. Niiro sighed as he walked off into the middle of the island to find the man that he was looking for. He just hoped that in his journey no one tried to kill him or anything cause he truly wasn't in the mood for it at all. Another thing that he was worried about was if this man would even give him one of their weapons. He had so many questions on his mind right now including if the Mist Ninjas would kill him if he didn't come back with the sword. He definitely wasn't liking what was going on right now, but it wasn't as if he had a choice in the matter.

As he walked through the island, moving towards the center of it, he found himself gazing upon a plethora of different kinds of animals and creatures. He didn't think that it was possible for all the kinds of animals that he had witnessed to be able to live in a place like this; maybe he was underestimating this island in itself. He traveled through the wilderness and had even noticed that when he was looking at the animals they were looking back as if they didn't know who he was; they could obviously tell that he was a stranger in this land, or maybe they just didn't like people in general. He could feel all the eyes on him at this moment and it was kind of irritating him but at the same time he felt a little bit at peace, less frustrated than what he was when he had arrived in the Land of Water. He took a deep breath and continued to walk forward. About halfway through this jungle like wilderness he found himself more and more peaceful and the animals weren't giving him evil stares anymore. Hopefully these people wouldn't make things hard for him either; he didn't really want to fight anyone right now especially since he was lacking weapons.

Before he could exit out of the jungle of this island he was stopped by an odd looking creature. It was like this giant lion, or bull, maybe it was some kind of chimera but it sure didn't look happy to see Niiro. The young shinobi's left eye twitched as the beast took a step towards him; he was frustrated that he ruined his peace and that his wish for not having to fight anything while being on this damned island was broken as of now. The beast charged at the young Shinobi and began doing handseals to defend himself from the enraged monster. Before the creature could reach our "hero" he had disappeared and reappeared overhead the creature. With the handseals finished and being above the creature, so he was at an advantage, he released his Jutsu, or technique, and a giant orb of flame had rained down on the beast completely enveloping it. Niiro had landed not too far away from the flamed monster, but far enough so that he wouldn't catch on fire or anything. If only the trouble had all ended in that single moment then he wouldn't have anymore problems as he went on with his journey, he could get his weapon, and not have to worry about anything else for now; but that was not the case.

As he stood up, several people had surrounded him with Katanas and other weapons ready to kill him if he didn't do what they told him to do. At this point, Masuta was definitely tired of being threatened by people in general, but he had to keep his cool so that he didn't get killed or no one else would get killed. He cracked all of the bones in his hand and looked to all the others that were standing around him; every single person there was ready to attack if they had to, including Niiro. As he about to attack some man appeared telling everyone to calm down and not to do anything they may regret in the near future. The white-haired Shinobi decided to listen to the man, took a deep breath, and calmed down; as soon as this was done the villagers had put away their weapons. He wondered if this man was like the leader of this island or something and if he would be able to help him out in his journey to find the man he needed to. Niiro definitely wasn't into trusting anyone at this point but he really needed to find this man, it was for his own health.

The man that had "saved" our hero had told him that he was the leader of this little island that they all called paradise. He had apologized to the Ninja about the beast attacking him and for his villagers attacking him as well; they weren't very used to having visitors come to this island unless they were looking for some kind of fight. Niiro had to assure them that he initially didn't come to this island to fight and that he was just there to find someone and save his own life; he also told them that he wasn't really in the mood to die right now. They all laughed at the boy and figured that it would be okay for him to enter into their village and they even told them that they would feed him since he had provided them all with dinner. He had a feeling that they were just joking around, but he didn't know these people so he made sure to keep an eye out for them. He wasn't ready to trust these people at all right now, especially with what's been going on lately. If these people were genuinely nice then he wouldn't have any problems.

It had took quite some time to get into these people's village, or whatever the hell you wanted to call it, simply because it seemed like everyone of them was keeping their eyes the white-haired Shinobi or they had a weak bladder or something; who knew? Masuta honestly couldn't care less if they kept an eye on him or not because they were taking him where he needed to go, so he just had to make sure that once he got there things didn't go down south again. With all of these people surrounding him, and watching him, he found it difficult to be at peace once again; if only the birds would chirp a little louder or something, but they weren't doing it. He was starting to get a little bit frustrated with these people and their stupid island, but if he was in their positions he probably wouldn't trust himself either; right now he was a little bit all over the place when it came to his emotions. He had all too much on his mind right now because he wanted to see his family, he didn't want to die, he wanted to get off of this island, and he wanted to get this weapon or whatever he had to do so that he could continue to breathe another day. When these thoughts began to flood into his head once more his breathing had became a little bit harder as he tried to relax, but once again being surrounded by all these people didn't help him out at all. He was just about ready to go berserk on all of them, but they had finally arrived to their village right before he had the chance to kill anyone; so much for not wanting to fight.

Upon the arrival of Masuta into the village of the islanders he noticed that this place seemed to be pretty chilled like they didn't have a care in the world; why couldn't he live in a place like this? Being a ninja had its downfalls and it's uprisings but right now, what he was doing at this moment, was definitely one of its downfalls; he didn't like being threatened for his life, he was being forced to do something that he might not be able to even complete. He saw children playing with each other and adults conversing with each other about things that had happened to them days ago, he also saw small animals playing together as well like there wasn't a care in the world. This was the kind of life that Niiro wanted, the kind of life one didn't have to worry about anyone or anything and just be able to relax; it's a shame that he will never be able to obtain this life. He began to wonder that if he had finished this little mission that the Kiri Ninja had asked, forced, him to do would he be able to live a peaceful life like this, but he quickly remembered what they had said earlier; they wanted him for military purposes. If only the lives of shinobi were easier than this. He cracked his knuckles as they arrived to the center of the village, it was time to get this mission up and going so he could see if he could go home.

Now that they were in the center of the village the leader of the islanders had told them to scatter off and, like ninjas, they were gone in an instant. The leader of this little island had told Niiro that he had all different types of food and drinks back at the dining hall for him to feast upon since he had traveled all this way. The man knew that the ninja wasn't hungry, but he still asked anyways for some odd reason; this immediately made the ninja think that something was up, so he wasn't going to eat and he told him that he wasn't hungry nor was he thirsty. Although the man had insisted and insisted, he was declined every single time. If anything, Niiro wanted to relax just for a little bit so that he could at least restore his chakra, but he he didn't know when those two goons were going to be back so he had to find this swordsman now. He wondered if this leader planned on keeping him here or something; he was hoping he wasn't ... After thinking about it, it didn't sound that bad, but he still had a mission he needed to complete.

After declining any kind of refreshments from the leader of this village, Niiro thought it was time to finally get going so that he could be able to rest somewhat when it came to his life overall. He talked to the leader of the village and asked him for someone named Moshato, or something like that, and at first the leader was hesitant to tell the young shinobi where the guy was. Masuta was very irked that the man wasn't telling him where he was, so he figured that he would try to "convince" him to tell him what he needed to know. He looked the leader directly in his eyes and told him that if he didn't tell the white-haired ninja where the man that he was looking for was then he would burn down the village and everyone else in it; he then reassured that he could do it by bringing up what happened to that oversized dog looking thing earlier. With that look the man had gotten a frightened look in his eyes but he still refuse to tell Niiro where the man was. The boy looked away from the man in disappointment and began to do handseals only to be interrupted by someone who said that they could take him to Moshato. He stopped and let the leader know that it was it was his lucky day then walked off towards the other male.

When arriving to the older, but not too old, male Niiro had asked him if he actually knew where he could find Moshato or if he was just fucking around with him; he also let him know the same thing he did to the leader of the village because he was sick and tired of games right now. The male assured the shinobi that he need not worry about anything because he for sure knew who the ninja was talking about and where to find the guy at. After hearing that Niiro had gotten a less crude, emotional, frustrated look on his face; he figured that he could finally go home now, or at least leave this island to live a new life that he hadn't planned for. The only thing that the ninja was hoping now was that the man didn't lie to him and that he wouldn't have to hurt anyone, if he could, because he truly didn't feel like fighting no one at the moment. The two of them walked off to a small shack on the outskirts of the village and he truly began to wonder if this was it, if this was the place that he would gain his own special sword. As they walked into the shack the man had told Niiro that he was Moshato, but the one the ninja was truly looking for was inside the shack. Masuta sighed because he didn't feel like playing any games, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to go in.

When he walked inside of the building he saw a man sharpening a blade on a large stone and began to wonder if this man really "the one". The man told Niiro to sit down, and he began to explain to the ninja his origin; how he was raised up; what happened to the Swordsmen of the Mist; how they got their name; he also told the boy that each of the swords that were provided to the swordsmen of the mist were special and unique to their owner. After hearing the words of the old man he asked if the old man knew what he was here for or if he was just pulling his leg; the man of course knew, but he had something to do first. Before Niiro could gain his weapon, he was branded with a tattoo on his back; the tattoo was the kanji for "death" (死). With the mark now on Masuta's back, burning like hell too from it just being done, he could now receive the sword that would make him part of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. The old man placed a sword upon the large stone and began to explain this sword to the boy. Niiro of course couldn't believe that this was happening to him; one, that he was getting a weapon that would be unique to him, and two, that he was actually getting excited that he would be joining something that was much greater than himself.

There were plenty things that were unique about this blade and that was explained to the Shinobi that he must have memorized. The first thing that he learned about the blade was that it was broadsword, five inches wide, three feet long, and four inches thick, that had a black outline around the blade with platinum center. The hilt of the blade was black and in the form of a "X" that connected to two shorter ends, on both sides, together with the end that came out in the form of almost a triangle; so if the two ends connected it would create a diamond, or parallelogram. The grip of the blade was black with white diamond shapes going down the center of it, that was ten inches in length. On the opposite end of the grip then the sword was a silver ribbon that seemed to glow in the light and stretched out five feet, but there was something unique about this ribbon; this ribbon wasn't a ribbon at all it, it was just a very flexible, very sharp, metal. Along with this blade came a giant scroll that was also used as the sheathe for the sword. This weapon also came with two gloves that can be worn so it will not harm the user of the sword. The sword also has kanji inscribed on the blade (口寄せの術) that meant "Summoning Technique". The scroll is used for the summoning of weapons, animals, etc., like a scroll is supposed to be used for and also works as the sheathe of the blade. The ribbon is also used as a blade to cut through things as if it was the sword itself; this is what the gloves are for, to keep the user safe from the ribbon. The gloves go all the way up to his elbows working as a defense from the ribbon and other weapons; it's made of semi-heavy titanium alloy that is very flexible. The name of this weapon was Han'i Ma (犯意魔; or Malice Demon).

Niiro took the weapon graciously left their village. After leaving the village and arriving to the beach easily, he saw that the Kirigakure ninja were waiting for him. He truly wasn't in the mood for them right now especially if they were about to give him any grief; but they didn't. Upon his arrival they handed him a Kirigakure headband and welcomed him to the village. This was the start of his shinobi days as a Mist Ninja and also as a Swordsmen of the Mist. After that was done, they went back to the village so that they would be able to live a more peaceful life still undecided on whether or not this was where he wanted to be; he didn't really have a choice though, so he lived out his life.

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Abilities: The blade sucks a small amount of the users chakra out. This chaka is channeled to the blade and the physical properties change slightly. Upon cut ( blood has to be drawn ) The chakra will leave a seal shaped as two small dots. This seal stops the ability of electronic nerves and muscle singles. For 3 post. For example, the slightest cut on the arm will numb the whole arm