Past of the Golden Shadow
Anri was born in a small country, which produced little money, and had very few, very untrained ninja. in total, their power was about a 1 compared to the other countries.
Anri was one of the main branch members of the Hyuuga clan, and was raised as one. The reason his Father had moved them to this country is because he had shamed himself, and fled to this small counrty. his father was strong, but had lost all intrest in fighting with anyone except his children and his wife.
Anri's family consisted of Himself, His older brother, Shizuo, his mother, and his father. Shizuo always hinted that there had been other children, but Anri never asked. Anri's mother was soul shattered, she had married her husband because he was a kind gentle man, but something had changed the day he lost to a branch member. He seemed to become angry at those around him, they had made him soft, they had caused him to lose. even though Anri hadn't even been consieved those many years ago, he took most of the beating. His brother stepped in and took as much as he could handle before he ever let their father touch Anri. Their mother just sat at the window staring out, as if nothing was happening, an occasional tear fell down her cheek. She only ever flinched once, the first time Anri screamed in pain from his Father's heavy hand.
After four or five years of abuse, Anri couldn't tell the days just blended together at some point, His brother stepped in after his own beating, and his arms were broken. Nothing that would make him any weaker later in life, but just that sound triggered something in Anri. Anri's vision went Hazy, and his father walked over Shizuo's body, stepping on one of his arms. Shizuo screamed in pain, and Anri's vision went black.
When Anri's vision came back, it was hazy at first, and Anri was dizzy. He felt something warm trickling down his face. There was a weight on his head, no, there was a weight on his entire body. When Anri's eyes came back into focus, he could see his brother on his stomach, staring at Anri through his father's fingers. Anri crawled forward, something clutched in his hands moved, sending a spray of the warm red substance onto Anri's face. Anri screamed, his eyes getting coated in the red stuff. Anri let go of the butcher's knife and slipped out from under the weight. It was his father. Suddenly it all came back to Anri, he had been preparing dinner, his chore since his mother refused to move. His father had gotten over what Shizuo had done, probably not fetched him some water or something that menial, and had come at anri to beat him and tell him to get back to work on dinner. Shizuo had gotten up and had gotten in his way. Then, Anri remembered he gripped the knife he was cutting up meat for the stew with. He remembered that his father had broken his brother's arms and had trodden upon them, He remembered what he did after that. His father had grabbed Anri by his neck and lifted him up. Anri had blacked out right there, his vision had been too hazy to notice the movement. Then, as soon as his eyes closed, they flicked back open, seeming to shake with rage, Anri's hand shot across infrom of him, and Anri slipped downwards, his father's hand still clutching his throat. As soon as Anri's feet touched the ground he shot forward, slashing both of his father's thighs, he instinctually flipped the blade in the palm of his hand and stabbed his father in the knee, making him buckle forward. Anri withdrew the blade and poised it toward his father's heart. The man fell upon the blade and pushed his son down as well.
Anri went outside with his brother, his mother still sitting at the window, a smile across her face. She had finally looked like a happy normal mother, her eyes were kind, her expression proud of her children. anri quickly noticed that their country was in the middle of a war zone. Anri quickly drew his Brother's blade and held it infront of him. the blade was awkward in his hands, he had never touched a blade besides a kitchen knife, so he didn't know how to hold this one. A shinobi passing by saw them and smiled. " Come on, let's go to Kirigakure. " He said smiling, shooting forward and knocking Anri out, his brother had already long since passed out.
When Anri awoke, his brother was crying. anri sat up, tears welling in his own eyes. He crawled over to Shizuo and laid his head in his older brother's lap and started to cry. Shizuo placed his hand on Anri's head and stiffled his crying. " It is ok Anri... Dad is Dead. " He said, a smile spreading across his face and tears of joy falling from his face. " He's dead, gone, no more... and it is all thanks to you, Anri. " Shizuo said, hugging his brother even though it pained his arms greatly.
Then Anri and Shizuo parted ways at a village where the only thing someone could see as far as they looked was rice patties. The man who had knocked Anri out had convinced Shizuo that it was better to stay here so he could get medical attention for his arms. The man gave Anri no chance to say goodbye to Shizuo because he knew what Anri would have done. When Anri woke up for a second time, The man gave him a bag of tunning forks. " Those are special. " he said patting Anri on the head. " It'll hide you from anyone. I had a hard time getting those. " He said smiling.
Anri arrived at Kirigakure on his tenth birthday. He knew not to expect anything from anyone, but the man who had saved him and Shizuo seemed to have learned his birthday from Shizuo, because he gave Anri another gift. " Here kid, A gift from me to you. " It was a picture. a picture of when Anri and shizuo were still together, when they had trained a bit under the man who had saved them. Shizuo's arms were still bandaged, and he had a pained look on his face, but you could tell he was happy. The man's hands were on their heads, and Anri was looking up at him happily. Happily.
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