CHAPTER 4: Part 1- The Exile

***This is an original story written by Rafaela Medrano Roark. Chapter 4 is co-written by Vincenzo Pinari. The Original Charater, Ryusai, was created by VP***

Rage pumped through my veins as I stormed into the Clan Meeting Hall. I didn’t care what punishment awaited me- I just wanted justice for my mother. My eyes glowed orange with fury as I scanned the room, eventually locking gazes with my uncle. 

“What is the meaning of this!?” He exclaimed.

“I have something to say to you all, and for once you are going to shut your mouths and listen,” I snarled. 

My glanced over at my father, who had a pleading expression on his face. He knew what I was about to do and always was aware of the price I would pay for my actions. 

“All my life you’ve treated me like a disgrace, even though I’ve done everything you ever asked of me. But no matter how perfect I strive to be, it was never enough simply because my blood is tainted with that of my mother’s. I worked so hard to be the perfect Shobuto, but I realize now, that the disgrace was never me, but this damned clan.” Gasps quickly filled the air, and clan guards had began rising, weapons drawn. 

Enraged Shobuto began spitting insults my way. Proclaiming how I am lucky to even be alive or allowed within clan boarders. My uncle raised his hand to silence the roar crowd. Once they had calmed, he looked at me and nodded, as if to say, “continue”. 

“Our clan has been stuck in it’s traditions for far too long, and where has it gotten us? My great grandfather was part of the second Hokage’s unit before he died.  Even in his final moment, Lord 2nd knew that Hiruzen Sarutobi would be a better leader than any Shobuto.” The Sarutobi and Shobuto clans had been rivals for decades, so I knew these words would greatly anger the clan leaders. And I was right. 

My uncle had had enough. He slammed his fists on the desk and rose to his feet, “You are and always have been a damned disgrace to this clan. Your father threw away his future for a mutt. You will never understand the power and traditions of the Shobuto because you will never be a true Shobuto.” 

I smirked, “You’re right. I never will be a true Shobuto. I also will never be able to reach my full potential by remaining a member of this clan. That’s why I am leaving this life behind. That way, when I become a legendary ninja, known throughout all of history, the Shobuto cannot claim my fame. No, I will be known as Ryusai Chinatsu.”  

And with that, I took my leave, and never looked back. I left the Shobuto and began the journey to follow my own Ninja way.