The Pink Crow

5

"Sakura you have shown great improvement and having survived the curse mark is no small feat to walk over" Orochimaru told Sakura.

"I think it's time I show you my collection" He chuckled, licking his lips. He walked and Sakura followed.

He reached a certain door and opened. Turning on the light, he revealed the very large room. It had multiple shelfs filled to the brim with scrolls, small knives and ornements that intrigued Sakura. One of which was a dried up hand with a peculiar ring on one of the fingers. Sakura pointed it out.

"Oh that! Oh that was when I was with the Akatsuki"

"Akatsuki?" She asked, never having heard of them.

"Oh it's just a bunch of rogue ninjas, nothing more" He tried to end the conversation about them as quick as possible. Remembering his embarrassing lost against Itachi.

Sakura wondered but decided to leave the topic for the time being.

Orochimaru smiled as he opened a large cabinet. Opening the doors, it revealed a large collection of strange and exotic swords. Of all shapes and sizes.

"Whoa" Sasuke said in shock.

"These are all the swords I've collected throughout my years" He said, fanning himself and his accomplishments.

"There so many I don't know which one to choose"

"Well you ever heard of the saying: The swordsman doesn't choose their swords, the sword chooses their swordsman" He said in a wise tone.

"No I haven't" She looked at him truthfully.

He sighed in disappointment of the young generation.

"Just pick the one that attracts you the most" He concluded.

Sakura looked back at the full cabinet.

The first sword she saw was a large axe. A chain was connected to its hilt which was connect to a rather large hammer.

Too big She told herself, moving on from that sword.

She then looked at other large and bulky swords, to which she had the same reaction to. But one caught her eye.

It was thin and long swords with a long and lengthy thin metal wire connected to its hilt. She remembered the old legend of the seven swordsman of the mist. One of which used this sword. They used it with percussion and skewered their opponents, tying them all up at the end and leaving their dead bodies hanging.

Too violent She concluded, even if the sword seemed to call out for her.

But finally, after what seemed to be forever for Orochimaru, she saw and picked one.

It was a regular medium sized sword but the blade seemed to compromised of multiple smaller blades. As she fiddled around with the handle, she saw a button was protruding from it. She pressed it out of reflexes. The blade of the sword separate its, on the inside could be seen a metal rope that held the multiple smaller blade.

"Ah, this is a Sword Wip. One village known for the forgery and sword manking skills made this as their prototype but sadly, they got into a war with another village and were all killed during combat. They weren't able to make the final product. This the only one of its existence."

It was unique. In the large room, Sakura was able to see and whip it around without damaging her surroundings and Orochimaru. It was light and had a strange beauty to it. And the whip aspect of it could be a great tool for de-arming her foes she thought to herself. She pressed the button again which brought the sword back to its original state. In the cabinet, she found the sheath of the sword. She sheathed the sword and looked proudly at it. She looked up and saw Orochimaru smiling at her.

"Before you go and train with your new found toy, I have one more gift for you" He said, reaching over to a small cabinet that was locked. Using the key only he had, he opened it which revealed two unique scrolls. One was red with the symbol of "Oil" written on it whilst the other, the one Orochimaru grabbed, was cyan and had a purple diamond draw on it. As he closed the cabinet, he gave the cyan scroll to Sakura.

"What is this?" She asked perplexed.

"You know about Tsunade impressive strength?"

"Yes?"

"Well this is how she does it"