Shini stood outside of the great building with the crowds of children and their parents. They were all no more than 9 years of age, with few exceptions of kids in their late teens. This was the Ninja Academy, not the basic academy. These were kids who learned every technique and handsign possible. This was where they learned about how to preform jitsus. This was Shini's domain.
- Love the village and hope to help preserve peace and prosperity.
- Have a mind that will not yield, able to endure hard training and work.
- Be healthy in mind and body.
Those were the rules she lived by. Those were the rules of her academy. Her friends, the only people she knew was Kabuto and Kusatta. Kabuto, was an orphan like her. They, in a sense, became each other's family. It was Kusatta Kurada who had the family, the family that took in thse lost children like their own. And so Shini looked upon these new ninja, young ninja. It was the firs class since they ended up in Pandora.
"Attention, Academy!" Shini yelled with a commanding voice. She had a class to start and ninjas to train. "You best come here with an open heart and open mind. You must work hard to learn. You must love Yamigakure and all of our people. I will be your teacher. Promise me this, and you all will be shinobi!"
And with that, all of the kids cheered and gathered around their teacher...
All but one man.