You walked along the street like normal back to the orphanage, which was a couple of blocks away. A few months after you were born your mother had passed away in a train accident while you were being babysat. You never knew what it was like to have a family, let along parents. The orphanage itself had nice caretakers but the children who also lived there weren't nice to you because of your odd appearance, with your bright blue eyes. Suddenly, you bumped into a tall figure. "Hey- oh- a kid, you good-" Asked the man smiling down at you, leaning forwards to see your face more clearly. The man with the black blindfold and white hair stopped in his tracks and his cocky smirk disappeared from his face. The kid in front of him, no older than 5 at most, had six eyes, one of his clans techniques.