Father Why?!?!?!?

Daemon had just got home from a nice spar, and lunch, with shinji. He had a smile on his face after the promise of learning a new technique, and quite a powerful one from what he had seen. It was just after he said "Im Home!" that he saw it. There in the floor was a puddle of red liquid. Upon closer inspection, he had leaned down and felt the puddle, he discovered it was blood. "What happened?" he asked softly as he stood back up and saw more drops no bigger than an inch in diameter. Following the trail silently he froze when he saw where it ended at....his parents door. 'What happened? who is bleeding?' he thought as he reached for the door handle and softly turned it. Upon opening the door he was what he had hoped he would never see. There on the floor was his mother her throat slit and his father standing above her Kunai in hand. Daemon stood there in shock his eyes wide with fear as his father turned his head and looked at him. "Damn bitch wouldn't make me a sandwhich." he said as he wiped his forehead smearing blood along it. "Now how bout you go and make me one?" He asked looking at Daemon something amiss in his eyes. "Y-You killed her?" He asked in a hush voice his hands becoming clenched fist. "YOU KILLED HER OVER A FUCKING SANDWICH?" he shouted as his anger built in him causing his chakra rise to just under his skin. His eyes activated and with that he formed a few hand seals.

'The damn brat just would not  learn would he?' Daemons father thought as the boy began to form hand seals. 'Can you believe it a gennin taking on a Chunnin all because someone died.' he thought as drew his arm back and threw the Kunai in his hand aiming for the boys chest.


The first set of hand seals were done and four mizu Bunshin were formed, one being hit right off the bat with his fathers Kunai since it had taken the place of Daemon and left only four him, three clones and the real one. But all he need was that one destroyed he would quickly form another set of seals and from that one puddle of water twenty one mirrors were formed in a dome like fashion.

The fucking brat had been able to get out of the way as the kunai hit a clone instead. 'Does he really think he can take me on? Im stronger and faster then him.' he thought as he watched another set of seals being made. "BRING IT ON YOU PEICE OF SHIT!" He screamed at him as the hand seals were finished and he drew out his Katana.


The mirrors formed just as his father drew out a sword. Daemon quickly stepped into a mirror and the clones following suite all of them flitting around and stopping in the mirrors after thoroughly making sure they were not tracked. At this point Daemon would send out his clones all to do as he did with Shinji before, they would smack his father and explode seeing as their low strength would dictate their demise, But their sacrifice would not be in vain a smile would cross his face as he formed a set of four handseals.

"Is that the best ya got?" his father asked as the clones exploded as they hit soaking him in water "Thats a very shitty thing to do...you dont destroy your resources like that daemon didnt i teach ya better?" He asked in a mocking tone as he looked at the mirrors and saw him forming the hand seals "More clones....they're not going to help." He said as he walked up to a mirror and slashed it. The mirror shattered and hit the ground and he went on to the next one doing the same. Daemon how ever was hid at the very top mirror he had grown accustomed to being their he could see the entirety of the battle with little threat of a being hit. The hand seals done  he slid out of the top mirror as the ice formed along his fathers soaked form. "Now you die." He said as the ice began to creep up the form of his father.

The little brat could use ice like this? it surprised him as the ice began to go up his form. Nonetheless he would try to swing his katana at the boys neck before the ice took over completely. If it would connect the boy would be headless.

His father was stopped mid swing the sword being covered in ice now along with his body. Daemon simply looked at him and rembered the dream he had. "I guess i was the one to kill you." he said as he clenched his open hand and crushed the man inside of the ice leaving nothing but a pile of mush left behind. "Rot in hell...." and with that he left the house he had to inform someone about what had happened. Daemon was still in shell shock so he seemed calm, and honestly he never loved his father but at the same time he never hated his mother but why did he feel like there was this weight lifted off of him after the two of them were no longer there? Maybe it was a mixture of them not caring what he did and his mom taking his father's abuse, maybe it was just that Daemon really did not care for them seeing them only as trash that needed to be thrown out, or maybe it was the fact that with out them the village that he loved so much was a better place.

Stepping out the door he would go find the one person that he knew could help him somewhat he would go and find the former Tenkage Shinj Uzumaki. He started his search out  at the hotels around town. It must look odd for a young boy to be running around with blood splattered on him making it look like he just got out of a butchers shop but he had to find him.

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Asleep, yes, Shinji Uzumaki was asleep. He lay in a rather uncomfortable bed of an inn called: The Empty Glass Inn. He had spent the previous night roaming the streets. He had walked around the village with no set destination. Sometimes he would happen upon a small celebration and at other he would pass bustling night markets; Tengakure was truly a wonderful place. However, after his night of roaming, Shinji returned to the ramshackle inn early in the morning. It was an odd place for a former kage to stay, but the Uzumaki did not care about appearances anymore. Thus, He now lay asleep in bed. Were the inn keeper to be asked whether Shinji was staying here then he would in all probability say yes. Shinji did not take many measures to hide his trail-who would be after him....well...probably a lot of people, but he was past the point of caring.

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It was after a few minutes of franticly searching around that he found a plass called the "The Empty Glass Inn." and he rushed inside stopping to ask the Innkeeper "Is shinji Uzumaki here?" He replied in the affirmative and gave the room number. Running up the stairs he knocked on the door he was told and waited for a response. If none were given he would continue knocking saying "Shinji its me open up....i need help...".

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If there was one thing that every anbu under Shinji during his time as kage knew it was that it was never wise to wake the Uzumaki up. With the knocking at his door the Uzumaki sat bolt upright and if looks could kill, well, the door would be dead as he simply stared at it hoping whomever it was would just go away. Though then a rather familiar voice could be heard: the Yuki kid, what was he doing here? To make sure it was indeed the Yuki kid Shinji activated his Byakugan, but found that it could not see all that much, but still left it activated for kicks. Rather interested as to why the Yuki was here the former kage got out of bed and quickly pulled on a pair of jeans. He wore a white shirt sleeved shirt with the Uzumaki clan symbol on the back. He also wore no shoes and had a huge head of bedhead and very faint dark circles under his eyes. Running his hands through his unwieldy hair he called the Yuki in, "Come on in, the door should be unlocked." None of the doors locked in this inn. In fact the door itself was a sliding one that led into the bamboo floored room.  Daemon would find Shinji sitting on the end of the small bed sipping a small cup of water that had been by his bedside. The former kage figured he would wait for the young Yuki to speak before he said anything. After all the Yuki most have needed something big to be coming to find a former kage.

Shinji granted permission to enter his room and Daemon quickly slid it open and caught the site of Shinji sipping water while he sat in his bed. Shinji how ever would see Daemon in a blue shirt and black pants, his headband upon his head, and splattered all over with blood. There was a fear in his eyes as he looked at the man before him and walked up to him. "i killed my father......he killed my mom over a sandwich......" His shell shock was over upon seeing the former Kage and the real emotions set in. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he Told the Kage how it had happened, How he had found his father standing over his mother with a Kunai in his hand. How the throat of his once beautiful mother was slit. He would stop there to allow shinji any questions Before continuing with how He killed his father with a jutsu that he had only thought of yesterday. "Why.....why did he do this...." he asked mostly to himself as he looked at shinji.

Upon Daemon entering the room Shinji's head snapped to attention and took in every detail of the small boy's appearance-the Byakugan was quite helpful with that. What he saw was a scared child covered in blood. Allowing the boy to explain what happened the former kage merely listened with a rather stoic face. He knew now was not really time for emotion. Once the boy had finished and asked why his father did this, Shinji did not have an answer. How could he put a reason to all the senseless evil that pervaded the world? The Uzumaki had seen plenty of evil in the world, but this one seemed very acute. As opposed to giving a straight answer to the obviously shell shocked boy, Shinji spoke in a smooth clam voice like flowing water, "Why don't you go wash yourself up? The bathroom is over there." Jabbing his thumb to another door on the other side of the room Shinji would allow the boy time to himself to get all cleaned up. He knew that it would be useless to try to talk sense to the boy while he was in the state, so decided to do the best he could to clam the frenzied boy. If the boy did indeed go to wash up then Shinji waited where he was for a hopefully calmer boy to emerge. At the very least Shinji knew there was protocol to be followed. It would have to reported to the Tenkage, which would be a pain. It always was, but Shinji did not want to pile all this onto the poor boy as it may paralyze him even more.

Shinji offered him to go and wash up and it was only then that the boy felt the blood on his face and shirt. He nodded his head as he went to the bathroom and turned on the sink washing the blood away with the warm water, the water hiding the tears that flowed down but not the sounds of the cries that were slipping out of his mouth hopefully shinji didn't think less of him for being like this. After a few minutes the tears had stopped and he stood there the water running and his face cold and wet. He left his clothes as they were seeing as he didn't have anything else to change into.

Done with just standing there he left the bath room no longer in shock as it sunk in what really happened. He had killed his father who had deserved it. "Alright what now?" He asked shinji as he dried his wet face with a clean part of his shirt.

The question Shinji had been dreading finally came out of the Yuki's mouth: 'what now'. Naturally there were many thing that popped into the former kage's head, but there was one that stood out more than anything, even more than report to the kage. It was a odd one: could the young Yuki still bare to live in Tengakure? He had just seen both of his parents dead, one of which he killed. Could he still live in the village that would no doubt remind him day after day and night after night of times passed? This was probably a question for another time, so instead Shinji spoke clearly and slowly, "Well, we will have to report it to the new Tenkage. What we do from there will be your choice and your choice alone. However, if you need ideas: you could always travel a bit. It would no doubt help you clear your mi--" Shinji himself off as he noticed that that was not what the young boy needed to hear. Instead he would simply wait for a response from the Yuki.

Report it to the Tenkage.....So the young boy might go to jail. 'It was self Defense though.' he thought as he reassured himself that he would no doubt be fine. "Travel? This is the only place i know.....i dont want anywhere else if i have a choice to stay." He said as he walked towards Shinji and waited for him to stand up. "However i want to move.....i dont want to stay there." He said referring to his childhood home. "Shall we go then?" The young Yuki asked his eyes more like a dead socket then anything, he would bounce back from this but not so soon it would take but a little while and everything would be fine in his life once again. Upon Shinji answering he would tell him why he didnt want to leave. "You see my mom and dad were not the best in the world....there were days that i went hungry because of them so losing them is more of a shock not an ordeal." with those words he shut down emotionally and awaited the man to stand and lead him.

Shinji listened with a concerned look and furrowed brow. He then got up and led the way with, but a few words, "Very well. Lets be in our way." With that the former kage stepped out of the room. As he did so the young Yuki explained how it was more a shock than an ordeal, which struck the Uzumaki was very odd. He was pretty sure killing your father was a pretty big ordeal. Then again he had never met his real father, so who was he to judge? It was a shame that the Yuki did not want to travel as Shinji would have liked to travel as well. Then again he reminded himself that he was not the boy. All the same he simply walked in hopes of the Yuki following. Trying to not be grim Shinji spoke as he went, "I wouldn't worry too much about punishment of any sort. It was self defense. Plus you have me to vouch for you. Nothing could go wrong." Naturally the former kage knew that plenty could go wrong, but he hoped that his encouraging words would fill the Yuki with hope.