Kirigakure the home of the bloody mist, the home of the most ruthless killers, the home of the assassins... basically the home of deaths. Kirigakure wasn't the best place to grow up due to all the endless screams you could hear at night time, it was more of a nightmare to be exact. The sun had just left town and nightfall was upon us. Kids were not encouraged to leave their houses at night time due to all the deaths however this wasn't the case for one in particular kid known as the black wolve Sato. He was only a mere boy but if mistaken for his age, he would easily kill you.. after all he was from Kirigakure.
Sato had walked the streets looking for somebody to test his ability's so he could get some extra practice in however since he had been doing this every night, it seem he gave himself a reputation so he had another idea? why not try a bar where a lot of drunkys would try fuck with him? so if he wanted a bar, why not try the most ruthless bar in the village full of the strongest and most notorious killers so Sato made his way towards the bar.
Sato finally made it to the bar walking straight into the bar without any thoughts or hesitations. He knew that if he traveled with Kurai, it would give his position away so he hid Kurai in a near bush. Sato and Kurai could communicate through thoughts so when given the right signal, he would arise from the bushes and prepare for a fight. Sato looked around at the rouges in the bar seeing nothing special however he didn't get the same response. 'Is that a kid haha...' , 'Who the fuck is that kid' , 'Whos kid is that HAHA.' were some of the responses Sato got but didn't let get to him. Instead Sato would walk over towards an empty table and sit down; ordering some lime flavored milk, his favorite kind of milk. As Sato waited for his milk, he would stare at the rouges around him seeing nothing to interesting at the moment.....