Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161024194338/@comment-24937485-20161024194520

Running through down-town Konoha with a big smile, Zwolf narrowly ducked and weaved past objects and people as he made his way through morning rush hour. At this time many people were seen carrying large logs to use for buildings, crates filled with goods, and all kinds of unwieldy things that made for a nice challenge to avoid. One of these crates was filled with a nice juicy apple that our blonde menace took a big bite out of before throwing the rest of the fruit over to a stray dog that happily began eating its daily treat. “Ohayo, Gray-samaaaaaaaaa!”. Shouted Zwolf, in passing of the dog, before he slowed down to a casual stroll and stretched his arms out wide, enjoying the warm afternoon sun and cool breeze. “Now… where would she be?”. Pulling his arm back just before accidentily hitting someone in the face with it, Zwolf narrowed his eyelids and began looking around to see if he could spot anyone with purple hair but found himself unfortunate in doing so. A good 15 minutes past during which he; looked in a barrel, had to run from a pack of mean stray cats, climbed onto a few roofs and sat down on the last of them. With his legs dangling over the edge his blue eyes scanned the streets below but still he had no luck. The reason why he was looking for this particular girl was because he was hoping she might be able to help him learn more about his power since she was more adept in the use of hers. “How can such an odd hairstyle even be hard to find?”. He questioned himself while letting out a groan of discomfort. “Guess I’ll have to investigate a little.”. Jumping down from the roof Zwolf began a 4yard descent after which he made a crouched landing and smiled to himself. “Maybe one of the teachers will know.”. And following that idea the Genin head out to the Academy but before he got there he recognized a teacher from last year buying some ramen. So after pestering the old man to treat him, Zwolf asked the man if he knew anything about this purple haired girl. It seemed to ring a bell and Zwolf was sent on the right path while still unsure of where exactly to go.



Rena had been in her home all day, not wanting to leave. Despite her low-income, she was placed in a medium-wage house that seemed pretty enough. Her parents had not returned from a mission since she was seven years old; they were presumed MIA/KIA. She was simply loitering, but she realised that she needed to leave to get groceries. Walking out of her door, she didn't bother to lock it, since the store was only a block away. She felt like cooking something sweet, but she didn't know what, so she got a bunch of ingredients required. She noticed that there had been a stray dog around her area, so she bought a bunch of dogfood. If she found it, she'd lead it back to her home. Although she may not be too adept in taking care of animals, it still would give her more enthusiasm to walk through the door, something to look forwards to. The tips of her hair dragged against the ground; she slowly walked up to her house, stopping in front of the door and sighing. Empty, as usual. Her hand reached towards the doorknob, but she stopped, hesitant.





After what felt like an endless search Zwolf let himself fall on his back while panting. “Aish, how can this be so difficult? Where are you already?”. Rolling around in frustration for a few seconds, the teen finally sat up and groaned. But then, just when all hope seemed lost, a familiar rubbery wet tongue licked the boy’s face to which he grinned. Those scruffy gray hairs, that droopy and dirty face, it had to be him! “Gray-sama?! Is that really you? You’re here to show me the way aren’t you.”. The dog nodded and began to hobble off followed by Zwolf. It wouldn’t take long before Gray turned a corner and walked up to… “Rena!”. His enthusiastic voice caught her just as she stopped reaching for the doorknob. “Wait up, wait up!”. He said while jogging up to her and then it seemed like he completely forgot what he was coming for as he looked down at her bags of groceries. “Heh heh. Guess that means it’s your treat this time.”. And without any self-awareness or concern, in what some might see as rude behavior, Zwolf just opened the door in front of her and walked inside as if he had been here many times before.





Rena widened her eyes in shock; he had completely ignored any rules pertaining to the seperation of males and females. He had walked into her house as if he owned the place, not even stopping to check if there was anyone there first. Regardless, without saying a word, she entered the house, closing the front door behind her after the dog trotted in, following Zwolf. She slid out of her sandals, bringing the groceries to the table. There were no pictures here; simply empty frames. She stared Zwolf down, unsure as what to say, but decided to feed the dog instead. She took a bowl out of the cupboard, placing it on the ground and pouring dog food into it. She then glanced towards Zwolf, as if waiting for him to do something or say something; she didn't have a problem with him being here, but she figured it was just as boring for him as it was for her.





Pressing his fists to his hips, Zwolf turned around to look into her eyes while leaning over and beaming. “Quiet as ever huh? Alright, alright. I won’t complain even though old Gray-sama is getting fed before me.”. The boy and dog entered a stare off that sent sparks through the air but the old dog was just too much and eventually Zwolf just raised his chin and looked away in a comedic fashion. “Hmm… why is it so quiet here?”. He asked both her, and himself, at the same time while looking around the place to check for any pictures of her or family members but found nothing. It was so silent, and it seemed so oddly lonely inside, Zwolf didn’t like it one bit. Before she most likely even got to answer he grabbed her hand, looking oddly serious, and whispered to her ear. “Let’s get out of here.”. Before he began laughing and pulled her along as he bolted out of the room, into the hallway, carelessly slamming the door open and gently pushing her outside before following after her and closing the door behind him. “Let’s go for a walk.”. He said, already moving with a slight frown on his visage. Something was up with this girl and he didn’t like it one bit, for the moment completely forgetting about the reason why he came here originally. If she chose to walk along he’d look at her with worried eyes while waiting for some answers.



She didn't mind being pushed out of the door at all. The house was not the greatest place to be at any time of the day. She walked next to him. He seemed worried. She guessed he had noticed the unhomliness and emptiness of her home, too. Perhaps she could trust him with her worries; she would take a chance. "I believe that the Hidden Leaf is lying to me." She whispered, her voice low. "I don't belong here. I know I don't, and yet I stay, because there's nowhere else to go. It sounds crazy, but this isn't my home. It doesn't feel like my home." She clasped her hands together tightly, her mouth tightened into a grimace. She hoped that he would believe her; there was nobody else to tell it to, and it was almost suffocating to keep her thoughts to herself. If anything, she felt as if Zwolf was the only person who she could trust at the moment. "I don't have any memories beyond seven. I don't belong to a clan. I shouldn't have a Kekkai Genkai and my parents apparently went MIA during a mission. Why aren't there any bills? Why do I require regular visits to the hospital every week? There are so many questions, and so little answers."





<p class="MsoNormal">“Whoa whoa whoa!”. Zwolf stumbled backwards after all the sudden revelations and shook his head in disbelief. “Are you freaking kidding me?”. He asked while already realizing that she was completely serious. He, however, seemed completely unsure as of what to exactly make of this. ~The hidden leaf… lying? Why would they do such a thing? But then again… something has to be going on to explain that sorrow hidden in her eyes.~. In his familiar thinking pose he brought a finger up to his lips while walking in circles around her as if he was playing to be an investigator. “So then… what are the first things you remember? And aren’t there any records of your parents? We should totally go investigate!”. Now that last sentence was odd as it suggested that somewhere through this Zwolf had suddenly decided to be on her side. Completely careless he was, or perhaps not so much. Perhaps he did all of this cause he believed her, and wanted to protect her since they met. For some reason destiny had brought the two together. Taking a step closer to her he studied her long hair. “So pretty huh?”. He asked while cocking his head and smiling. “Perhaps those will lead to some clues? Come on. Let’s head to the library.”. And with that he walked off making sure to keep to her rhythm of pacing. However, before the pair had even walked two minutes they were met by a chubby man with a sweaty red head and oversized shinobi clothing. The man looked exhausted and spoke in between heavy breaths with. “Please. –Breath- You –Breath- Have –Breath- To –Breath- Help me find whoever stole my scroll. It’s super important and I was supposed to have delivered it to the library hours ago. However a group of mean teenagers stole it from me and ran off.”. Zwolf looked at Rena, wondering how she’d react to the big sweaty fella with pleading eyes.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Rena's eyes narrowed; she knew what it was like to be bullied and pushed around. She sighed, not wanting to go off the path for someone who she didn't know at all, but she knew that it would be best to help this man. She couldn't ignore someone who was pushed around. She glanced at Zwolf, turning to the man. "We will help you find the scroll you lost." She grabbed Zwolf's hand, running in the general direction of the area she knew delinquients to be. More specifically, some of the delinquients that bullied her. There was rage in her blood, unrest, and now that she had a reason to nearly kill them, she would take it. At first, she had thought to do this for selfless reasons, but the more and more she thought, the more and more she knew who had stolen the scroll and the more she wanted to break every bone in their body.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“I did not expeeeeeeeeeeeect!”. Zwolf’s voice trailed off as he was pulled away like a ragdoll. His eyes mere X’s as he sort of wobbled along while Rena raced off in a rage. “This!”. After a little while passed by Zwolf got serious again and ran along by her side. But looking to the right, he was slightly unsettled by the look in her eyes. ~What if she turns out to be evil?~. He thought to himself but it never deterred him from following her. ~I made up my mind. I trust her.~. And at that, he too frowned and stopped smiling as it was time to get serious. “Alright then. Seems like playtime is over. You know where we’re going?”. A reply wasn’t needed at it seemed like Rena knew exactly where she was taking him and before long they arrived at an abandoned playground  that was used by pre-academy students in the past. In recent years it was said to be home to the occasional stray animal or rowdy youth. And today the latter proved true as a group of three 14/15 year olds sat around a non-functioning and worn-down junglejim. One of them looking to try and open a large scroll container.

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<p class="MsoNormal">The look on Rena's face went from mad to terrifying. Two girls and one boy. Of course it was them. There was no way it couldn't be; one of the girls had long, blonde hair, and the other, short black hair. The boy's hair was so short that there was barely any there. Her rage fueled her as she walked right up to the boy who was fiddling with the scroll container, and, despite the strength of her body, she managed to slam her fist into the guys' face with enough force to send him flying across the playground. How was this possible? Her blood swelled in her hand, although she hadn't used the full brunt of it. It was dripping down her hand; she had definetely pushed him with all the force she had; she was panting. Rage made people do surprising things. Her arm split open, and blood flowed around her in a diagonal motion; she was pushing herself to the very limit, producing blood as soon as she withdrew it. Caged inside her were emotions that she couldn't form into words; the amount of blood she usually withdrew was meager, but this was on a different level entirely. The blood circulated around her, an unbreaking circle. She was feeling dizzy, but even as they ran, she raised an arm, wrapping a tendril of blood around the black haired girl's leg and flinging her into the air. As she came back down into range, she extended the tendril again, this time slamming her down onto the concrete. There was a snap as something of the girl's broke; she swung the girl around and let her go, the girl heading for the wall. Nothing but rage was left; despite her clear struggle, she continued going, and took a shuddered, deep breath and a step towards the blonde girl. She was unsure that she'd be able to stop until she inflicted enough damage on them to satisfy her.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“Wait, Rena!”. Zwolf called from the distance with a heavy sound of concern to his voice as he held his fists balled, frozen in place, and grimaced at the sight of what occurred. First the boy was hit with such vigor that his jaw almost snapped. But that wasn’t the worrying part. The sight of her surrounded by blood, although beautiful to behold, also made him worry about her. “How can she do this to herself. What is this darkness inside of her? Rena… what did they do to you.”. His nails dug into the palms of his hands from how tight he kept his fists balled up. The spectacle before him unfolding in slow motion as he eyes began to glow a bright blue by pure instinct. He never even made a hand seal for it was something deeper within him that activated the power of Time itself. In this moment, Zwolf too didn’t seem like himself anymore as his form was turned to a mere blur and he sped off so fast that nobody present could keep up with him. Yet, he still saw everything around him moving slowly which allowed him to tackle the black-haired girl out of the air before she got slammed into the ground. Setting her down safely, and taking off again, fast enough to intercept Rena as she took a step towards the blonde girl; so that he stood between them. A blue/gray like mist dancing around his body in a way that made him seem otherworldly. His voice solemn as he said. “Enough is enough. We must go.”. And grabbed her hand before jerking her off of her feet as he jumped up onto a nearby roof, out of sight of those teenagers left below who were now crying in fear as the large chubby man found them and happily reclaimed his Scroll before looking around for Rena and Zwolf while saying “I owe those kids an apology.”. Zwolf, however, never heard this because something odd happened a few seconds after they arrived on the roof. The energy around him flickered, as did the light in his eyes before they rolled back in their sockets as Zwolf gripped his hair in pain and fell onto his knees. Never saying anything, his lips were parted in a dreadful gasp as the images of repressed memories arose like a mental slideshow. And then, all went black, as he fell over and fainted.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Rena panted; what in the hell had happened? Her hand hurt, and she felt so drained that it was almost like if she were to fall asleep she would never wake up. She thought she had only opened one cut. but all along her body large gashes appeared as she blinked the diziness out of her eyes. Her clothes were soaked and stained with blood. Turning to Zwolf, she panicked; he had collapsed, and she knelt down to check him. He didn't seem injured on the outside, but maybe she had done something to him in her blackout rage moment. The blood staining her clothes peeled off as she manipulated it. More blood came sliding out of her cuts, and although she could barely stand, let alone think straight, she lifted him into the air and ignored the weight, replacing the blood as it caved. She went off in the direction of the hospital, as she would for any other medical related problem to her blood, but at this point in time, it wasn't for her.