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Hibari turned around progressed towards Zane he was waving and spoke, "Hey there Lord Zane. Is that a new sword you got there?" Hibari had a large grin on his face, and completely forgot about the snow ninja.

My lord, LT said following Zane from the office, I was told that the sword has a soul of its own, and that it will tell you its name. There is not much i know of that sword because it is older than this country its self. LT followed closely, worried because he saw that old blade about to fall apart turn into a bran new blade.

"Oh hey Hibari..." Zane said as he placed his hand on the hilt of the blade. "I wouldn't say it's new...it's actually very old, according to LT the family that took him in when he moved to Kiri had it. It was called the Beggining and is older than Kirigakure itself." Zane said as his eyes focuused on the blade. "Time to see what it can do..." Zane said as he went to unsheathe the blade. "What the..." Zane muttered as he tried pulling it again. "Huh...it won't budge..." Zane sighed as he tried pulling it some more. "It's not moving. What the hell?"

Hibari nodded a few times and spoke, "Ahhh, I see. It must be what they call a shingami sword, I myself have plenty experience with one, in fact, I could show you mine soon. I believe mine was created around the same time as your little blade right there." He pointed at Zane's sword, and was confused about how it wouldn't unsheath.

The words LT spoke ran through his head like a record player. "Only for Hyoton clan...only for HYOTON CLAN! THAT'S IT!" Zane exclaimed as his eye turned completely white. Suddenly the skies above darkend as the temperature in the beach dropped instantly. Zane's chakra began to flow wildly as the light blue almost white aura wisped about him. Using his bloodline...Zane fused the wind and watar elements together as he felt the grip on his sword tightened. The blade began to move slowly out of its sheath as it glinted ever so slightly. As he finished removing the blade, one could see that the sword was in very bad shape. One could tell that it indeed was extremely old. But as Zane's chakra began pouring into it, the blade transformed. All of the edges smoothed together, and all of the rust dissapeared as the blade shone brightly against the reflection of the sea. Zane stood in awe as his chakra continued to pour out. Suddenly the blade pulsed once more, this time loud enough for surrounding shinobis to hear.

A thud, a strange pulse came from Zane and his new blade. "Its... like it has.... a heart beat..." The heart of the Mist.

Suddenly, from the blade shot up a giant wave of ice into the sky as it pierced through the stormy clouds. Waves of icycles shot out of the ground from Zane's feet as they rushed towards the shinobis in the area, if they didn't avoid it or jump out of the way, the icyles would pierce right through their bodies as a blizzard rummaged through the beach. The ice erupting from the sword began to swirl about the sky as it began to take shape, the shape of a dragon. The dragon looked down upon Zane as it bore its fangs at him, breathing heavily. With every breath a fierce gale of cold wind blew against the beach as it stared down menacingly at Zane. Who dares...summon me...?"