Kakashi's younger sister Tatsu
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 3m
Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2016
"Kakashi I think it's time to tell you." Lord Hokage said.
  "What are you talking about Lord Hokage?" Kakashi asked.
  "Tatsu's full name is Tatsu Hatake." Lord Hokage spoke softly.
  "What?! You're a Hatake?!" Kakashi asked.
  "Yes I am." I told him.
  "There is more Kakashi." Lord Hokage said. "She is your younger sister."
  Kakashi looked at him eye-wide before looking at me. I was also in shock. My mask concealed my mouth open but my eyes were wide.
  "What are talking about?! My parents died before they could have another child!" Kakashi yelled.
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Tatsu Hatake is a young girl who was kidnapped as a child and tortured by Orochimaru. At the age of 7 she was able to escape from his clutches. She had ran as fast and as far as she could, and she had seen a very tall gate before she passed out. The guards had quickly alerted the Hokage one of them brought her up to the hospital. Join her in her adventure with Naruto and everyone else.
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I suck at summaries haha read to find out what happens.
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