I've been beaten for many years, getting starved, whipped, mental and physical abuse, you name it I've probably been through it.

My Father was very strick and old fashioned, he believed that no female should become ninjas and that they would get in the way. When I was still in the academy my Father always said
"Be quiet, don't speak much and if you do make sure someone else is talking to you, oh and get good grades or I'll skin you alive."

My mother left my Father and I when I was very little. She left because she couldn't take the abuse anymore. Everyone was scared of me, all because I have a wolf demon named Soul. Now he may sound scary but through all the years that's the only one I could trust, he talked to me, protected me as much as he could, he was was my friend.

This changed when Father got to drunk and went to the academy and decided to beat me their. He got sent away and the Jōnin and the Hokage had make a decision if they wanted to adopt me or send me off to an orphanage.

This is my cruel story.
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Hello! Hopefully you enjoy the prologue and the story :)

I'm not a great writer but I will try my best!

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