The beggining(private, me, mason, and oro)

Chiyo was sitting alone on a bench, her ice blue eyes gleaming, when they came. the boys who came to ambush her and beat her up every day. She never fought back, wanting only to be left alone. She never cried out, though by now her entire body ached in anticipation of their punches and kicks. "Hey coward! Why don't you fight back? They call you the dark angel of konoha? you're more like the devil!" He punched her in the eye. "Please, I don't want any trouble." Replied Chiyo, still beautiful under those cuts and bruises. Her inky black hair was matted with blood in places, and her nose was bleeding.

Orokana was walking around the village, katana jiggling. he was walking towards a park. it was a nice day, clear skies. then Orokana saw the girl being hit by some punks. so Orokana walked behind them and put the katana near there necks. "hello gentlemen, and lady, am I interrupting something?" he said with a sly smile on his face. the kids looked at Orokana slowly. "so not only are you bulling someone you are also hitting a woman, now do I need to point out two things that are wrong here, or do I need to show you?" his eyes stared at them. they boys were scared and run off. Orokana watched them as he sheathed his katana. then looked at chiyo. "hello miss I am Orokana, nice to meet you, don't let them bully you." he said to her with a kind smile he gave, trying to act kind. he studied her after he bowed to her. noting her hair and her eyes. they were cold. interesting.

"I can't fight back, or the village will think i really am a monster. I'm Chiyo, the last of the Kuroki clan." Says the girl. Her cold eyes have lost some of their edge, and have instead taken on some sadness. Her ink black hair floats around her, and her clothes are torn in places. "Damn, third time this week they've wrecked my clothes." She mutters. Her cold eyes have no edge left.

"monsters, I don't think you seen a real monster then." he smiled at her. "watch my hands." and then her used tiger seal then pointed his index finger up. if she looked at the finger her world, would go dark. only her and him would not be black. this was genjutsu, Ephemeral it was called. it was a genjutsu were he could make, chiyo in this case, feel and see anything he wanted. then after a few seconds of nothing. Orokana began to make her see him form into a huge beast. claws longer then her fingers, dark dark hair, almost fading into the darkness. his face had no facial features. just eyes. "i am more of a monster then you are." when he spoke his voice was rough, like glass grinding sandpaper. and his mouth didn't move. his eyes where just red like blood, staring at her, of course it was just all in her head. outside of the genjutsu it was just her siting there and Orokana standing there.

"Do I really need to show you my bloodline?" asks Chiyo in an irritated tone. "When I use my powers, I literally become an angel of death. People mockingly call me the dark angel of dawn, because I was once akatsuki." Chiyo was ready to show him her powers. "Dark angel!" Chiyo began to transform, black angel wings erupting from her back, growing larger and larger until they blotted out the sun. her eyes had taken on a reddish tinge, and her wings were glistening black like an oil slick.

Orokana watched her. then made the illusion of her feel intense pain, just from it lifting its hand, making her feel like her blood was being pulled out of her, in her mind it was, in real life she was just twitching from pain. "an angle is not a monster, just something beautify falling. I how ever am nothing but a monster." Orokana had the monster slowly walk to her and touch her forehead with one claw, making her feel intense heat. Orokana made an effort to memorize and study her moments.

chiyo gritted her teeth. "if i'm not a monster, how could i drain your chakra with a single jutsu? if i'm not a monter, then why are people terrified of me? can you answer that? huh?" asked chiyo, her blue eyes icy and distant. with each word she sank a little lower, but talk she did. This girl was either very tolerant of pain, or very stupid. Either way, she was brave to stand up to genjutsu.

Orokana kind a wanted to test her, but he decided not to. so he dispelled the genjutsu. he would be standing near her his face to hers, looking at her eyes, and he mouth. noting it. then backing up. "well in a real fight you would have a chance, but as far as mental power your lacking. something scared you in there. and here I thought you might be able to do genjutsu." he sighed. then looked up at the sky, tapping his foot. his katana jiggling. "if you do want to tackle it look me up, but I don't think you will be able to master it." he said and was about to walk away. he figured she would say something to him, be mad at him for more or less calling her stupid.

"oh? think i can't master genjutsu?  the only thing that scares me is ME, not your genjutsu.'' said chiyo. she got to her feet, still shaky from the beating she had taken. she began walking after oro, her clan jacket flapping around her, her dark hair a banner in the wind. Her delicate chin was lifted, her icy eyes defiant and challenging. the girl was certainly stubborn, that was for sure.