ORIGINS: Waterfall Kingdom

[HATA ŌJIN]

[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] He sat quietly with his legs crossed under his loose-fitting Kimono. His skin was pink now, for the water had washed the white foundation clean from his skin. This was where they arranged their meeting, the bijūtsukai and the Leaf's Hag. She'd somehow managed to keep track of him, even after he left the village and through her strange form of communication, they arranged a meeting here. He was particularly keen on the idea, knowing she was high up the food chain in the Leaf. Perhaps she could help his cause. Perhaps, she could do what was right. The cave was concealed by a waterfall so he could sit in peace, hearing the rushing water and absorbing the sound into his being. The energy here was potent, thick, swirling around him, begging to be absorbed. It comforted him to know that such places still existed. Places like where he was raised; places that were unmarred by the dirty energy that emanated from those tainted tailed beasts. This was how the world was meant to be. How it was when it was created, before the manifestations of human evil energy birthed the Ten-Tails. This what was he would restore the world to. He hoped the woman who would soon enter through the waterfall doorway would be of a like mind.

[Shimura Kumiko]

[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] She walked through the waterfall entrance to the cave as though she'd been here before. Her form was unaffected by the water somehow, as though the water knew to make way for one of such elegance, power and darkness. As if to touch her would result in its eradication from the world. It was night outside, and she was upset that she'd have to spend it in this rinky dink cave with a man who wanted to pretend to be a geisha. It was in the darkness that she thrived; she did all of her true work when no one could see her. So, perhaps, it was fitting she saw the geisha man tonight. Ōjin of the Old Hata clan. She remembered them somewhat. When she was a small girl, before the war broke out, her mother took her to the Hata Hanamachi outside of the village to see their geiko. Never before had she seen so many women. Or so many who would give off the appearance of women. The men were painted as the women were and they all wore kimono of such elaborate patterns that even she was like to be moved to vomiting. From that day forward, she'd held disdain for the Old Hata clan. Her mother couldn't understand her distaste, but her father was of a like mind. Now she was here with this one. She scoffed. To be brought so low. But it was for the good of the village that she would converse with him today. At least his part of her, for truly, this was the same day that she was earlier speaking to the Hokage. This woman now was just a mere soul fragment of that woman. She sat in front of him, taking the time to do so properly as any woman she. She knelt, smoothing her kimono under her shins and placing her feet under her rear to produce a makeshift seat. The light of lanterns gave her adequate abilities to see his face. He was unpainted..., wet. She was shocked. "I see you've abandoned the paint, Ōjin-san." she began, folding her arms atop her breasts. Her eyes bore into his, hard and determined. "I will waste no time in this discourse. I have no time to spare, nor desire to sit here with you after your stunt. I want you to tell me what it is you truly want. I want you to tell me where you truly come from and I want you to tell it wholly true. Lying to one like me is unwise for I can divine the truth. Begin." She watched, eager to hear his story as he nodded with a smirk. ORIGINS: waterfall kingdom

[HATA ŌJIN]

[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] This one wasted no time. No tact, or fun to be had with her. She was a rock and molded herself to no encounter or discourse. He knew she would be one of his toughest adversaries in the coming times if she wasn't won over by his truth. "I would only present myself in my truest form for you, Shimura-san." he smiled, waving a lock of hair back behind his ears. "Very well. I will tell it true like you requested since you'll know if I lie. It was never my intention however. I didn't lie in Konoha and I will not lie here," he closed his eyes as he threw his mind back into his past, recalling it all. "It starts with my birth. I was born with a special sort of chakra capable of reaching out and making contact with other sources of chakra. Once it does that, my chakra will savagely pull until it absorbs all of that source of chakra. "With that being said, my mother died when she gave birth to me. My father was devastated by the loss of his wife at the hands of his son no less. Any other man would have cursed me, offered me to the demons of the forest..., yet something in my father's soul called him to keep me. "I grew in the forest with the Old Hata clan in our hanamachi. When I turned four, my father told me to kill the child within me because manhood was coming and there was a role that I had to fill." The flickering of the lantern allowed Ōjin to see the stone face of Konoha before him. She was unmoved so far. None of this was of import to her. This would be a hard crack. "The Hata clan was well respected in the past. However, we didn't join Konohagakure because Senju Hashirama was distributing the Tailed Beasts. We believed for years that they should be sealed away forever. In truth, the Hata clan was the original bijūtsukai. We didn't involve ourselves with clan wars; we sought out the Tailed Beasts and fought them time and time again, never winning but devoted to our cause. Our numbers dwindled from age to age and because of our dedication to the cause Hashirama still offered us a place in his village to be met with our decline. "My father realized that in his wife's death was a savior born. I am the first of the Old Hata clan who has the power to take on our life mission. I am the fulfillment of my clan, my father knew, so he trained me. I mastered our hijutsu before I turned seven and was able to incorporate my chakra into my silken constructs by nine. By ten, I could single-handedly defeat my own father who was no pushover of a shinobi, either." He could see an eyebrow raise. At least something was kindling in her. "I spent years traveling the world for people like me. Bijūtsukai, who had special qualities making them able to take down the Tailed Beasts, empty jinchūriki. I found them and we formed a team and honed one another over the years. "It all came to a head this passed summer. We confronted our first jinchūriki, Kiro Hachi, of the Gobi. It was a good start, because he was cooperative. He understood that these beasts you villages seal into your own people are not to be trusted. They might feign friendship with their jailers, but they hold no true love for them. They can easily escape at any moment, terrorize their villages and kill hundreds. Hachi understood that everyone is not Naruto. Not everyone has the potential to hold a beast down as he did. "We traveled together to this exact cave so that we could remove the Gobi. We call this the Waterfall Kingdom; the resting place of the Tailed Beasts."

[Shimura Kumiko]

[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] Perhaps the most disturbing part of this encounter was that she felt no falsities in him. He was telling it true as he saw it. His mission, his convictions and the will of his clan as he interpreted lined up with his actions. His soul was behind his supposed cause. She found her resolve somewhat moved now. But she was a long way from being bought full out. She was far from being able to say that she could stand behind him in his endeavor. "I see, Ōjin." she said softly as she closed her eyes and mulled it all over. "So your clan has long been trying to accomplish the goals you have set to task. You are doing nothing more than fulfilling the will of your fathers. "My concerns raise in your methods. There is no diplomacy involved. No concern for the lives you will tear asunder if you proceed as you lead onto at the funeral. You are brutish in your way." She could see that his eyes were set on her own and he was fully open in their conversation. She liked it. It allowed her to rely less on her sensory and more on a simple encounter between two such as themselves. "Furthermore, I am concerned that your noble cause might serve as a diversion to your true intentions. As it stands now, only you and your ilk know of the nature of the seals you've used to forbid the beasts to our world. It would take even me years to figure out a counter formula. No village will willingly hand you their jinchūriki for you to keep safe watch over them." He nodded in response to her, but she refused to let him get a word in now. "I, for one, will kill you before I allow you to lay a painted finger on my grandniece. If you prove untrue, I may well kill you now." This struck a nerve. Inside, she smirked a sly grin as his face lit up with confusion and something that looked like excitement. "Like you said, however, most shinobi true to our profession understand the need to remove such huge risks to humanity. I am in alignment with such an idea. However, there has to be some sort of system to oversee your ilk. We cannot give all of the beasts to one group of people and sit about and hope that no one wrongs you all and you decide to unseal these things. "Once again. Tell it true. How can we truly know that you are true to your cause and word and want the good of the world; that you don't desire to see the world burn under your thumb whenever you decide it is the perfect time to strike as Akatsuki did in my youth."

[HATA ŌJIN]

[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] "You ask me to tell it true, Kumiko-sama," the Hata replied to her, "but how can you know that what I say is true but unless you trust me? And what is trust but faith in someone else? And what is faith... if not... nothing." He paused a moment. Then he resumed. "Kumiko-sama, I am certain you know my intentions are pure. I want to fulfill the mission of my clan and that is all. Take these words back to you Kage so it might help him understand the truth and my actual intentions."