The Line Between Good And Evil

:WAY OF THE NINJA PART 1:

The soft wind caresses the wheat that had grown from the ground. The golden yellow shine of the hundreds of miles of wheat made the land look like an autumn dream. The crunch of footsteps could be heard as two figures walked the dirt road towards the small village.

"Is this necessary?"

One spoke suddenly, their voice was high pitched and their short stature, compared to the other, showed the fact they were younger, probably around 12 to 14. The grumpiness in their voice was obvious to anyone who heard them speak. The other one, a very old looking man, with a long white beard and deep golden eyes which seemed to hold more knowledge then any library. His face had lots of wrinkles, suggesting his age. He wore a long white kimono with gold accents. On top his head rested a conical straw hat.

His expression softened at the question as he looked at the young child who was wearing a Shinobi Shozoku. The child turned to the man, the mask that they normally wore had been pulled down to show the light brown hair that curled and coiled around each other, the usual ponytail that held up their hair was down this time. Their eyes were a deep hazel color but shone with gold around the edges. Their skin was a rich honey color, not brown, but not pale white either. Unlike the elder man, their expression was annoyed, their lips pulled in a deep frown. Their expression would read as annoyed and mad to others, but the man knew it was more then that. Their eyes gave away the uncertainty and fear they held deep within.

"Are you afraid my child?" He asked in a slightly teasing voice, hoping to ease the others worries.

They stayed silent for a moment as they looked forward before speaking "...yes. Yes, I am. We both know I'm better on my own. I don't need a partner!" They continued, whining slightly as their fingers curled into a fist.

"You must get over this fear of people child," he said softly smiling at them. "Remember what my father said..." he started to say before they cut him off.

"Yeah, yeah, I know, never put off tomorrow what can be done today," they snapped slightly annoyed with the man's response. The elder man sighed softly, slowing to a stop, as they finally reached their destination. A small blacksmith shop was ahead, the paint had long started peeling off and the words on the sigh where barely legible. Inside were two people - a girl and a boy.

The boy looked to be around 16. His deep brown hair was sticking up in a spiky way and seemed shiny, suggesting the amount of hair gel he used was excessive. His eyes where a deep brown almost red color to them and he had slightly tanned skin. He also had a small scar on his eyebrow. The girl looked at least 14 or 15. Her black hair was completely different from the boy's which reached down to her neck and was very straight. Her eyes were a dark blue and almost seemed black. Her skin was darker compared to her brother.

The child beside the old man looked at him, "is that them?" they asked. The old man nodded. They huffed and walked towards the shop, "let's hope you're making the right decision old man..." they muttered.

Within the blacksmith shop, Kai smirked as he carefully carried the hot sword to the barrel full of water, his confidence shining as he spoke to his younger sister. She was leaning against the counter, a bored look in her eyes.

"To forge the perfect weapon, you first need the right metal and plenty of heat," he spoke the lines, seemingly rehearsed in a way like he was remembering something someone had told him. "Cool it off..." he said once more, as he dipped the blade into the water. Steam immediately rising from the bubbling water, a hissing sounding as the cool water reacted to the hot sword. "And presto!" he said. Swinging the blade out from the water, his triumphant face changed to annoyance and disbelief at the sword. It could barely even be called a weapon. Something had gone terribly wrong.
The girl giggled at his actions, standing up straight as she spoke, "you made it to quickly Kai! Be patient! If father where still here, he would say..."