This is a long freaking chapter. I would suggest breaking it up into parts. I can't really do that because it all blends together and....other things that would make me seem crazy, but this is over 4751 words.......yeah.

Tokyo,

That's where you were, and to be more precise, you were on the roof top of one of the tallest buildings in Tokyo, waiting, listening to the pattern of footsteps, slowly, gradually making their way towards you, breathing, rustling followed the steady pattern of footsteps. You readied yourself atop the ledge that would give you the advantage in the fight that would come in...

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The door to the rooftop opened slowly, as a dark silhouette, slowly and quietly trudged towards your perched figure

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As he looked to you, he reached inside of his pocket and slowly took out a phone shaped item, beeping could be heard as you saw the reflection of the tiny screen in his glasses, you flicked your wrists and gripped the cold metal as you readied yourself..

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You pushed off of the stone ledge and flung yourself at your target, swiftly and effortlessly, you slit his throat as the scarlet fluid formed a nice puddle, underneath his now limp and cold body, you stared at the man thinking about who would miss him, asking questions that would never get answered...

He didn't have to die

He didn't have to die because of some one else' greed,

I wonder if he had a family?

A wife who cared for him...

Maybe two kids that loved him to the moon and back,

Maybe a pet that would miss the attention and the play time...

But what if he didn't have that...

What if he lived alone..

What if he had no family

No friends

No one who truly cared for him...

But you knew that that wasn't true you knew that he had a family and you concluded that when you looked trough is phone and wallet, everything on there screamed family man, a man who loves his wife and would give her anything in the world, a man who loves his son and daughter and would give them the world, a man who loves his dog and gives him all the attention that he needs, a man who loves his friends and would laugh with them till the cows came home, a man who loves his business and his employees and treats them like his own family, he was a man with a big and bright future, a future that you could never see your self having, a future that would have him happily growing old while being surrounded by his wife, his all grown up kids, and his grandchildren, maybe even a few great grandchildren.

You looked up at the full moon that was right above your head, shedding white light on the black shadow that belonged to you, you saw the twinkling stars that danced in the night sky, your eyes gazed apon the brightest shining star, you remember when some one close to you told you that that star was your star, it was the star that held all your hopes and dreams, all your worries and nightmares, all of your memories of every one you once knew, but as always something upset you about that star, it was the fact that it knew more about you and your past than what your brain would let you know.

Flash back (in a way)

You were four years old when you woke up in a dark alley way, you were just about to be a meal for some stray and wild dogs, you couldn't quiet remember what happened before you woke up in the alley, but at that time you didn't care about that, you only cared about you and how you were starving,cold and thirsty, you being very smart at the age of four, wandered the streets looking for food, water and warmth, you had wandered the streets of a buzzing busy city, at night with a bunch of strange and weird people that you didn't know, well even if you did know some of them you probably wouldn't remember being that you had no memory until the age of four so......
Anyways you had found a shop that had apples and water out in the open for people to buy, no one was around, and you were small enough.....
So you thought that this would be the best time to slip your tiny hand up and grab an apple and a water bottle, you slipped your little chubby body into the cloak of darkness. You ran through a couple alleyways until you came to a dead end, that was where you set up camp. You sat down on the cold hard rocky ground with your water bottle and your apple, you brought the apple up to your mouth and dug your small baby teeth into the shiny red sphere, the apple tasted so sweet and addicting, that you couldn't hold yourself back from eating it all at once, now if you did this you would surely chock and die right there, so you took small bites even though you stomach begged for it all at once. When you finished the delicious fruit, you grabbed the water bottle and tried to open it with your little fingers, but failed miserably being that you weren't strong enough, so you moved your stubby little legs to the brick wall on your right, and then you picked up a good sized rock, to which you started smashing the rock against the top of the bottle, which you held up to the burgundy colored brick wall, to which ended up in you successfully breaking the top of the bottle off, so that then you could drink out of it. You sat against the wall and drank the water you stole, it felt weird to think that but it was true, you had stolen for the first time in the life that you could actually remember, and you had gotten away with it, it's not like some one will notice one missing apple and a missing water bottle, but you were strangely proud of yourself...
A few months had passed and you had officially claimed that dead end as yours and yours only, you fought off any thing that would come your way, and if it was a human, you would hide in a little crook that you had found, usually though it was drunk men about to throw up their drink, which you despised so much, you hated how some one can put their life in the hands of an intoxicating drink that will only kill you one day. You also hated how you would hear people bring others down even though there was no level lower than the person pushing down the poor boy or girl, and you hated it even more when it was just little people like you, all you wanted was to be big enough to protect those who could not protect themselves, yes you knew it was cheesy but it's true, you were just as helpless as those kids that were being put down, even though you fought to keep yourself alive, and they had a home to go to, you still wanted to protect them, they were still humans, you were still human....
One day you had ran into an old frail lady, when you were getting your daily amount of stolen food and water from the market, the old woman turned around to find your tiny self trying to get up without showing the stolen goods, but this old lady was a lot smarter than she looked, and she instantly knew that you had stolen something, nothing to important, but it was still something, she looked at you, not with pity in her eyes but kindness, it was something that you weren't used to seeing in peoples eyes when they looked at you, usually it would either be pity, disgust, or utter anger, although you didn't know why they felt that way to you even though you did nothing to them, you still felt like you wanted to just.......hurt them, you didn't know why maybe it was your past, or just the fact that the anger towards them just wanted to lash out...
Getting back to the old woman that you had bumped into, she held her scrony and wrinkly hand out to you, probably to help you up, but being the alone person you were you didn't take her hand that was so kindly handed to you to help you up off the pavement, you brushed yourself off and was about to dash away when one single question stopped you in your tracks...

"What's your name?..."

You looked back at the old lady with shocked eyes, then complete and utter pain rushed over you like a wave...
You couldn't remember your name, you hadn't thought about your name until now, you stared the kind women in the eyes as your tiny mouth fell agape, you had assumed that she realized that you couldn't remember your name then her small kind smile turned into a smile of assurance as she slowly made her way to your now slightly shaking form, you had promised yourself that you wouldn't show weakness to anyone, but this time just wouldn't have to count, because all that you could do was cry, you felt hot tears reach your (E/C) eyes, threatening to fall like a waterfall to the hard ground, you suddenly felt a warm presence beside you as a reassuring arm smoothed circles on your back, you just couldn't help but cry, you grabbed onto her thin leg and balled your eyes out, you despised yourself for crying about something so small, but at that point in time you didn't care about the anger that arose inside you, you just kept sobbing...
After that little session, the old woman had taken you in as her own, you had food, water and a nice warm bed, she was like a mother to you, she cared about your safety, and she wanted to know where you were at all times, you had experienced a new feeling that you had never felt in your life ever, it was a warm feeling in your heart, it was like she had some how melted your small heart of ice, and like a phoenix, a big new burning heart appeared in place of the cold one, you were truly happy here with her,
One night the two of you sat on the porch and watched the glowing stars, she pointed to a certain star that glowed brighter than the rest and said in her sweet kind motherly voice...

"That star is your star, it's the star that holds all of your hopes and dreams, all of your worries and nightmares, all of your memory's of everyone you know"

You liked the star besides one little thing, and that was that it wouldn't give you all of your memories back, not one, and it angered you...
A few days later, you were in the kitchen getting the plates and cutlery for dinner, when you heard a loud thump coming from the dinning room, to which you ran to wards, but as you entered you were met with a sight that you feared the most, it was your 'mother' laying on the ground in a bed of blood, but standing at her feet was a tall figure, that had their face covered, except for their eyes, they wore all black and had a dagger clutched in their hand with the blood of your 'mother' dripping from the very tip, you were enraged at the person for murdering your 'mother', so you darted towards the mysterious shadow, once he saw your sprinting figure, he soon dashed out of the window, you trialed behind him as he entered the alleyways of the city, you could see his dark silhouette, curving around corners and jumping over obstacles, your little legs were beginning to feel tired but you weren't going to give up! You wanted to murder this man for what he has done!
You were keeping up with him pretty well even though you were only four and he was probably an adult, you could feel you legs speeding up and your heart beats had increased, you didn't know why or how you just knew that it would help you, you soon caught up him, but he anticipated this (some how) and shot something at your shoulder,you felt something pierce your skin, your speed decreased excruciatingly and you fell to the ground watching the retracting shadow. It didn't hurt but you could feel something flow into your vanes and spread through out your body, you became light headed and your vision was going blurry, your limbs felt numb and your throat was as dry as a desert, it was almost like what ever was in your body, was sucking out all of the water. Soon after you had fainted in the middle of the dark alley.
You once again went back to living in the alleys, being that your 'mother' was murdered you couldn't go back to living at the house or else they would question you, the people here don't care how old you are, if your found at the scene of a crime then your pleaded guilty, no matter how innocent you are.

(End of flash back)

It had been twelve years since then and you still lived in the alleys, you had gotten yourself a job that didn't pay, yes weird I know but you didn't want to get paid for something as horrid as this...

The job you found yourself forced into was...

Assassination

You would assassinate who ever your employer wanted you to, you wouldn't argue about it, you would just nod and get straight to it, it was your way of getting food and water. If your confused then let me explain

(Another flash back WOO WHOOO!)

It was about 2 years after the whole murder thing, and you were running low on places to steal from, mainly because every shop you stole from realized the decrease in their products and they started moving everything inside of their shops, so you would have to go into the Danger Districts or the DD's as you called them, for food and water.
On your way home from a trip to the DD's, you had found a lot of scrape metal, tools, and screws, you had taken these materials back to your little safe spot, and started crafting something.
When you were done you fitted them on your upper arms and tested how they worked. What you had built were your ultimate weapons, it was a band with slots filled with different sized blades and daggers, all of them had a different movement, what I mean is, if you moved lets say you wrist a certain way then a certain blade would fall to your hands and you would be able to switch it out for another one when you had the chance, (sorry if it's confusing).
When you finished putting them around your biceps, you twisted your right forearm and a dagger slide down to your open hand, the dagger had a black grip and a ying yang symbol just below where the actual blade is, you had decided that you would use these for assassination.
You practiced your techniques on walls and bags of flour, and once you thought that you had perfected them, you could or wanted to assassinate...
After your first assassination, word had gotten around that there was a great assassin that would do your dirty work for you, effectively and efficiently, you soon got the name Dark Wolf, mainly because you wore a black wolf mask with gold and red designs, and also because you wore all black and you only assassinated people at night...
You liked the name they gave you, in a way it suited you.
You only assassinated people if it got you food, you weren't greedy so you didn't ask for money.
The first person that employed you to assassinate one of his business rivals actually thought that you were kind of pathetic, because of how you ask him for food and water instead of money, but you just shrugged it off as nothing...

(End of flash back)

So that's how it started...

Anyways, one day you were roaming around in one of the alleyways when you came across some people, you walked a little closer making sure that they didn't see you, you took a closer look at the two people, and realized that one of them was the door to door sales guy that always came to your 'mothers' house, he would harass her, and she was to weak to stand up for herself, and it hurt you to see the person you cared for getting harassed.

He had messy, greasy hair, crooked teeth and big glasses, he always wore a white dress shirt, a red tie, black dress pants, and brown dress shoes, he also always carried a black briefcase with him.

You hated him- no you despised him you wanted to rip his little heart out of his body, but you couldn't do that because he doesn't have a heart, you were saddened by that fact, but you thought of a better idea for your revenge...

You would do what you do best...

You would assassinate him, easy as that, well sort of, it would be a little trickier, because he wasn't alone very often, so you would have to stalk him, you were probably the best at that, but it wasn't something you were particularly proud of (but your whole life isn't something your particularly proud of either.....sorry to bring you down)
But you did it anyways, you followed him to other peoples homes, to a bar where he had to many tequila shots and he left with a black eye..., yep FUN completely, BUT! you finally found him alone walking down an empty street, bad idea buddy.

You waited in the darkness for the right time, listening to the cars in the distance, the odd flash of light from the broken street lamp shone on the mans wobbling figure as he stumbles down the deserted street, well almost deserted, you could feel the presence of another being in the range of the man you were trying to assassinate, you could sense (use those spidey senses! Sorry I had too) that they, yes there were more then one, anyways you could sense that they were pretty powerful, mainly because you couldn't hear their breathing or their movements, which would be pretty hard to hear for a normal person, but you weren't normal, ever since you woke up in that alleyway, you have had great smelling, hearing and seeing ability's that out run those of a normal person,

Getting back to what I was saying before, you were tracking their movements and where they were, by following their chakra, you followed them until they stopped in a small alleyway to the left of your target, you could just slightly see something white poking out, you then realized that they were after YOUR target, you couldn't waste anymore time, you flicked your wrist and out came a medium sized blade, you gripped it tightly as you sprinted toward the sales man, wind blowing in your face, it felt as though you were flying, but no, the last time I checked you were still on solid ground, you came up behind your target, and you gabbed the small sword into his back, he soon fell off of your blade and landed face first on the asphalt, blood was dripping from the tip of the dagger, just like your 'mothers' was when she was murdered.

(??? POV)

We were walking down a thin alleyway to the left of the sales man, I stopped when I sensed another persons chakra

"Why'd you stop?"

She whispered, I just put my hand up to my mouth to silence them, because I was trying to track the other chakra, but before I could pin point it, a figure ran out of the darkness, beside the black shadow was two white wolves, one of them had blue streaks through out it's fur along with two teal blue stars on one of it's legs, the other one was the same just with green. Their fur was dancing in the cold city night breeze, they were glowing like spirits or ghosts, but the wolves weren't the only things that I noticed, I looked up at where the figures face was, and there I saw a black wolf mask covering the shadows face, I saw a green and blue orb glowing where the eyes would be.

The figure dashed towards our target, and when he gabbed the knife in his back, the wolves pounced on the man like they were the predators and he was the prey.

As the man fell to the ground, the figure turned to face us, it looks like he knew where we were the whole time, impressive, being that we were trying to conceal our breathing and our chakra.

We stepped forward...

(Your POV)

You looked over at the alleyway that you sensed the chakra in, and out stepped three people, two of which were boys and the other one was a girl.

The one in the center of the three, was a boy, and he had red fiery hair, he wore a cat shaped mask over his face, he had a light grey bulletproof vest looking thing over top of a turtle neck tank top, he wore long black gloves that went to just above his elbows, he had a long sword on his back, it reeked of blood, fear and anger. Attached to his right hip was a little bag, probably filled with small daggers and things.

On the red haired boys right was the girl, she had blonde hair that was pulled into four pony tails, she had a bear face shaped mask with purple designs, she wore similar clothes to the red head, she had a huge fan on her back. I noticed that her hand was 'stealthily' reaching for the abnormally large fan, but once she possibly made eye contact with me, her hand hesitantly went back to her side.

And finally the boy on the left of the red head, he had messy brown hair, he had a white mask with red designs covering his features, he wore the same sort of uniform thing as the other two, I looked down to his hands and saw translucent blue strings tied to his fingers, I followed them up to a weird bandage wrapped lump, I could sense a large amount chakra flowing out of it.

( 3 Person POV)

The red haired male stepped forward, his hand slowly reaching for the sword, you set a new blade in your hand (which btw was in your pockets), you watched every movement that they made, and you came to the conclusions that they were going to fight, and they proved you correct, soon the red head sprinted towards you as he unsheathed his sword.

It was a long sword that looked as if it was made of sand.

The other two soon followed suit, the girl opened her fan, and the boy unraveled the lump to reveal a puppet.

You knew you couldn't do this by yourself, so you called on them for a little help...

(Flash back)

You were six at this time, you had just come back from the DD's (Danger Districts) when you felt something cold hit the back of your neck, your mind soon went blank and your eyes forcefully closed....
You opened your little eyes to the sight of a dark and dirty room, you tried to moved but soon realized that you're arms and legs were tied to a wooden chair, you looked all around you but there was no signs of human life any where near.
You looked to your left and saw shelves full of different swords, daggers, guns, etc
You looked below the shelving unit and saw a small wooden table with leather straps and a whip.
You didn't know what they were going to do, and you didn't want to stay to find out.
You wiggled in your chair to try and loosen the knots, that were holding the rope to your skin. you flicked your wrist, trying to have one of your blades fall to your hands....
But none fell, you looked to your upper arms and saw that they were gone, you frantically looked around the dark room searching for any signs of your weapons...
But to your dismay, you couldn't see them anywhere.
You heard footsteps slowly approaching you, you stared where the sounds were coming from, it was like what ever came to the light, would burn from your deathly stare, it was like you were shooting lazers at the door (well you thought it was a door). Soon a small figure appeared in front of you.
He was short, probably the same height as you, he had grey hair, he actually seemed to be balding a bit, he wore a black suit with a blood red tie around his neck, his face was wrinkled which made it hard to see his eyes.
He walked over to you, and looked you straight into your eyes...

"Hello Dark Wolf..."

His voice echoed in your head as you glared daggers at the old mans face

"If you remember a few months ago you had found a pile of scrap metal laying in an alleyway...."

He broke his gazed from your face, and started walking around the room, making eye contact with you every so often

"You had used them to make weapons, that you then used for assassination.."

You followed his moving figure

"That scrap metal belonged to me..."

"So in return for letting you use the scrap metal..."

"I want the money that you earned from assassination.."

You stared at him knowing that there was no money

"So where'd you hide it?"

He stopped right in front of you, looking you in the eyes....
He was probably trying to intimidate you into saying where the money is, but there was no money, and he wasn't as intimidating as he thought he was...

"Not going to say...well then I guess I'll have to force it out of you..."

He walked over to the shelf that you saw earlier, and picked up an ax, he walked back over to you and took the handle and gabbed it into your stomach, making you whimper out a small cry of pain....
This went on for a few more hours, he had gotten bored of just hitting you with the handle so he took a step further, and started cutting you, and with in another hour, you were covered in cuts and bruises, pain was now something you didn't feel, or at least you hoped...
Soon after, he had gotten bored of keeping you alive...

"I guess you not going to tell me...."

He swung the ax up in a ready position

"I'll just look for it myself, so I guess I don't need you anymore"

He swung the heavy object down on your little figure..
The big blade cut open your stomach, allowing blood to freely flow to the floor, you cried out in agony as he went in for another hit, as the ax made contact with your quivering figure your eyes started to blur as the pain was to much for your six year old self to handle, you closed your eyes as you felt another hit come your way.
Your now unconscious body laid their limp as the man dropped the ax and left, he had hit you multiple times after you had passed out...

Wow! I think I have just out done myself......
12.9 pages for the very first chapter...12.9!!!!!
And BTW please don't expect every chapter to be this long, it was hard.......very difficult....(not really unless you count the multiple writers block and things like that...)