A tale told by a Fiery Heart

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{I do believe I said my posts would be awesome from now on, no? Even character bios count}

Enzera Inuzachi, aka 'Zera

Female

5 '9

17.5

Former Leaf Shinobi

Click here ! She wears a mainly black outfit with white clouds on it. Her dress is tied with a very long sash, with ends full of clouds, which hang down all the way to her feet. Her eyes are a brownish hazel color, of which she isn’t proud of. Almost everything that isn’t covered by her outfit is covered with ninja mesh. Her hair is a deep, deep brown, which looks black unless she’s in the sun. Her hair is spiked and short, a style she likes a lot.

She is really a combination of social and shy aspects of a person. Her history having been a quite social one, she takes to crowed streets most of the time. However, thanks to her past as well, she avoids conversations, and doesn’t actually talk to anyone, most of the time. If someone passes her, she gives them a polite nod, but only if they acknowledge her first. Most of the time, she is zoning out. Whenever she has free time, she picks something to stare at and starts thinking about everything. Because of this, she calls herself a very analytical person. If someone does try to talk to her and make friends, she finds that it fails before it starts.

Throughout all conversations- not just those with strangers- she analyzes the person who is talking. Their gestures, their eye contact, the way they talk, etc. She has a ‘good’ sense of humor, and laughs at virtually everything. Thanks to her analytical personality, she usually listens to other people’s conversations, and when they say something funny, she can’t help but laugh. Then it becomes awkward and she runs off before the people can confront her.

She likes to be around people- crowds, even- but would die rather than talk to them. With friends, however, her personality reverses. She becomes chatty and kind, only stopping for breath in between words. She will only talk to a stranger if a friend is there, and the same goes for any other social things. She will only go buy something from a store if someone comes with her.

Her favorite thing to do is to do solitary things, but every time she does so, she feels pangs of loneliness. She watches the sunset every night, and makes an effort to never miss it. She has her spot, a grassy hill which overlooks the ocean- where a transportation jutsu is set up. The area is far, far away from where anyone could ever reach, not even on the same continent. How she discovered it, she doesn’t remember. Every sunset, or rather every one she can, she transports there and watches the sunset with weary eyes and a battle scarred soul.

When she was a child, she had a great life. Her parents were popular with the rest of the people in the area she lived in, and she went to all the social gatherings. Only her father was a shinobi, almost always off on a mission.

Her bond with her father was strong, and every time he came home, she gave him a crushing hug. She reached age to go to the ninja academy. She was always just above average in everything, and she began to feel disappointed that she wasn’t really excelling at anything. She passed every test, learned every thing, and won over half her spars.

One day, when she was fighting a classmate, a bird flew over the village. Its trail was like a comet, and she was extremely interested. The classmate and her both agreed to skip the session of class and go see what it was. Together, they went to the side of the leaf village, were a small lake was. There was a mass of trees on a small island, from which a red glow could be seen. She carried the classmate across the lake, as he hadn’t learned how to walk on water yet. As they got across, they saw the bird. It was resting in a single tree, which was being singed.

It was a phoenix, or at least something resembling it. The classmate was afraid, and refused to go up to it. She laughed and climbed up the tree. The bird, alarmed, looked at her. She stopped at stood still. The bird calmed down and looked away. Calmly, she reached out to pet it. The bird, turning back to her, flapped a wing, but was calm. She paused, and then ran her hand down its fiery back.

It donned on her afterwards she should have assumed it was on fire, but she didn’t. All the same, it burned with a sort of cool fire, which didn’t hurt her or set her arm on fire. Smiling, she petted it some more, and the bird cooed. It jumped off its perch and onto her shoulder. She climbed back down the tree, and the bird hopped onto her head. She laughed, and as she jumped down and looked around, found that the classmate had vanished.

Turning, she ran home, and the bird jumped off her head and followed her. Her father was on a mission, and her mother was off getting groceries. She got out some seeds which her father kept in storage, because he took them on his missions. The bird cooed again and gobbled up all of the seeds. She went and petted it again.

“You’re beautiful,” she praised it. “I won’t let anyone take you or hurt you. I’ll take care of you.”

Suddenly, she heard a voice. “I was hungry. Thank-you.”

Realizing it was the bird, she inspected it. “You can talk?”

It jumped onto her shoulder again and cooed. “Of course. And, to thank you for your kindness, I wish to sign a contract with you.”

She was still confused. “A contract?”

It nodded its head. “A contract is a blood oath with either a species or a specific creature. When we sign a contract, we will be forever friends.”

She laughed happily and smoothed down its feathers. “We are friends already.”

The bird made a weird cooing noise that was probably laughter. “I wish to sign it with you anyway. You are the first and only one who has not attempted to capture or kill me. When you’re older, and a full shinobi, which I see you’re not; you will be able to call on me to aid you in your battles. And I will come willingly.”

She set the bird down on the kitchen table and looked into its reddish eyes. “I don’t know much about being a shinobi and battles yet, but I’m sure you’ll be the best friend ever.”

The bird made the laughing noise again, and it spoke a last time. “I will be back with the contract. Wait for me.”

She smiled as it flew out the window, and was in a good mood, until her mother chided her for skipping an academy class. The years passed. She never gave up on the bird, but faith can only last so long. It was the day of the ceremonies. Her parents were sitting happy in the back of the crowd, and she was standing up, holding up a leaf village headband. She tied it on, and smiled to her parents, then to the sky. She thought she saw something glinting, but she didn’t believe her eyes.

Her father was walking her home when something burst out of the sky, and the phoenix was back. It was much larger than before, and was holding a scroll about the size of her arm. Her dad went in a battle position, and she hugged him from the side to get him to relax.

The phoenix ignored her dad, and looked straight to her. “I have returned.” It spoke with a much more wise and booming voice.

Her dad stepped in front of the phoenix and her. “What are you doing here, Ajax?”

It ignored him again and hopped over him, to Enzera’s side. “Sign this with your blood, and it will be complete.” She had heard of summonings, where you had to bite your thumb to draw blood, and she had done it many times, but she was nervous.

Her father stepped in between again. “I will not let my daughter make a contract with you, Ajax! You have caused me nothing but trouble!”

The bird looked at him, finally. “I am not Ajax. I am his son, Métis. Your daughter helped me, and was kind to me when no one else was. This my way of repayment.”

He threw his left arm out, in defiance. “Not even the son of Ajax will make association with her!” He turned back to the confused girl and bent down to her. “Ajax was a bird which we, as a clan, have had much trouble with. Thanks to him, most of your relatives are dead.”

She turned, with tears in her eyes, to Métis. “Is this… true? I thought you were my friend!”

He flapped his wings in fury. “He lies! Your family has been paired up with my kind for generations. Admittedly, my father did do cruel things to your clan. But the rest of your clan, before my father, was paired up with one of us at the time of being a full shinobi. My father stopped the line, I admit, and I also admit I did not know who you were that day we met.”

He flapped his wings again. “But I am your friend! The chain may have been broken for a century now, but I am your friend. Believe what I am saying!”

Her father snapped out an explosive tag, throwing it at the bird. Métis screeched as it exploded on him. Tears were flowing from her eyes.

She had to choose either her father, of whom she loved dearly, or this bird, of who was her friend…

As the smoke from the tag cleared, her father yelled out. She looked back from atop Métis, who was flying away. The bird spoke tenderly to her. “It must be hard, to disobey your father. I saw how much you loved him.”

She nodded, still crying. “Do you have a place we can rest, Métis? I’m so tired…” The bird cooed and flew down, into a cave. Its walls glowed with his light, and she stepped tenderly off his back.

He threw down the scroll, which he had managed to hold on to. “You must sign it with your blood. And, because of what has now happened…” he paused. “I will give you a bonus as well. We will be friends for ever more.”

She bent down and unraveled it. It said the basic things, that the summoned was obliged to do nothing once summoned, and that the summoner could also be summoned by the will of the summoned. She bit her thumb, and put down her palm on the blank circle. Métis put a fiery foot down next to hers, and it seemed to be leaking fire. The leaking fire, which she realized must be blood, singed the scroll.

“There. Now, come closer.” She obeyed and went up to him. “I wish to donate four fifths of all the chakra I have to you, and seal it inside your body, so you can use it whenever you want. It will be replenished by my life-force, no matter the distance between us.”

She nodded sullenly. “So, it will be like you’re there, even when you’re not?”

“Not exactly,” he said. “It will be as though my essence is sealed inside you. It is a technique my father taught me. Not only will I retain all my own chakra, but you will, in essence, gain hold of a sealed beast.”

She smiled, knowing somehow this would make her stronger. “Do it, then. I will bear any pain.”

The bird nodded and stepped up to her. He nudged her shirt up slightly, to reveal her stomach. Then, he held up a taloned foot, and pushed it her stomach. She screamed as a searing pain went through her. In her mind’s eye, she saw an immensely large, black version of Métis. It was lunging at her, but as it did so, iron bars clashed in front of it, and a single paper with “seal” on it was put onto the door. She screamed. It seemed immensely evil and ready to kill, the opposite of Métis. She snapped out of it, and looked at her stomach. It seemed to have some sort of swirly pattern on it, with different symbols for fire surrounding the swirls.

She looked at the bird. “The black bird. Was it… you?”

“Know that this is a forbidden technique,” he bent his head. Since she didn’t know what a forbidden technique was, it didn’t worry her. “That was my dark essence. The technique seals my dark essence into you, and in a way, forms a dark version of me in you. Only that way can I still live and be sealed in you as well.”

She shrugged. “You would never do anything to hurt me, I know.”

Métis took the scroll up in his beak and handed it to her. “Should you need me, summon me with this.”

She smiled and put it on her back. “I have to ask,” she said innocently. “Will there be any side affects of this jutsu you did?”

He made his weird bird-laugh. “Yes. But it will be subtle. Don’t worry. Now go back to your village. Live your life. I will aid you at your call.”

She smiled, and then remembered her father. “What about my dad?”

“I’m afraid you’ll have to lie to him and say I kidnapped you,” he said with a sting in his voice. “He will believe you, of course, but it will make me look bad… say you escaped.”

She frowned, not wanting to lie to him. But she decided it needed to be done, and waved goodbye to Métis.

She then continued her leaf village life. She failed the Chuunin exams, having to conceal the powers Métis had given her, which she relied on a lot in battle. The chakra, evil, but also a great help, gave her fiery wings if she grew angry enough, and even surrounded her, burning anyone who touched her.

One day, she walking with her squad on a mission, and a vortex appeared. Her sensei disappeared into it. She jumped in after him, but her other two squad members stayed put. As she turned back, she saw then standing in fear, not moving, as the vortex closed on them. She was thrust into this world, and has lived here ever since. Métis can still come to her, and she can still use jutsus, but she misses her village, and her family.

Summoning Scroll (summons Métis, a talking phoenix)
Kunai
Shuriken
Also note: The Sealed beast inside her gives her chakra from time to time, according to if its existence (it dies if she dies) is threatened, and could be considered a weapon of sorts.

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