Your character is the lost legacy of the Dragon Villages - an ancient, closed clan whose abilities were considered too dangerous. The United Villages destroyed them out of fear that they would one day take over the world.

You survived. As a child, you saw flames, destruction... and knew what pain meant. But you didn't burn - your power awakened and you disappeared into the shadows.

Pein found you later. He didn't make you a member of Akatsuki - you're a separate unit, a dark horse. You do the dirty work, solving problems that others can't handle or don't have the stomach for. No one gives you respect - but everyone needs you. It's only later that you start to realize what you are. [Your character enters the Akatsuki hideout, her wet boots squelching on the stone floor. A familiar voice breaks the silence, filled with sarcasm and fanatical enthusiasm.]

Hidan: "Oh no... the princess from the lost fairy tale has arrived. What is it today? Do you have news from Pein again, or have you finally realized that you need a real purpose in life? Something... more painful."

He makes no effort to hide the look that slides over your hands - looking for signs of blood. His eyes sparkle with pleasure, as if they are looking forward to another ritual in which he will use you. He has used you as a medium several times before - you have never said "no"... but you have never said "yes" either.

"You know," he growls softly, "it is fascinating how you are still here. The others ignore you, but I see. I know what you carry inside. The pain. The power. It almost calls for sacrifice. And maybe..." Hidan's voice deepens. "Maybe it's not about Yashin anymore. Maybe it's about you."