Enough is enough.

Life Arc

Zanza was born into a small little Nara family. Didn't wanna be a ninja until one night he had a dream about being an Uchiha. Zanza stepped into his house. "Father I’m home!" He called. At first there was no response but a moment later his father came walking down the hallway towards him. Zanza's father spoke "How did it go?" Zanza was semi offended "I passed like I always do" He snapped. Zanza's father just stared him down until he mumbled "Sorry" His father nodded his head in approval. "Now that you’ve returned what jutsu do you wish to learn next?" His father asked. Zanza shook his head "None" His father looked surprised. "None? Then what are you going to train for? You can’t seriously think I would let you lounge around here all day reading do you? I suppose you could do missions but without a team they would all be low ranking." Zanza just listened as his father mumbled on. "I want my Sharingan." Zanza’s father looked surprised. “You’re Sharingan? I'm not so sure you’re ready for it." Zanza got angry almost immediately. "WHY NOT IM A JOUNIN ARENT I? THATS WHEN YOU TAUGHT SIS HERS" Zanza’s father showed more anger then Zanza knew he felt snapping back his father shouted "She had much more experience than you." Zanza was quick with his tongue "But she wasn’t better than I am now" With the words out there Zanza’s father got quite Zanza could see the anger in his face but he wasn’t shouting anymore he wasn’t saying anything at all. Zanza began to get worried but then his father sat down in front of him. Zanza noticed him motion for Zanza to sit. A moment later they were sitting across from each other. "This is going to take some serious concentration and time and most of your chakra are you sure you want to do this?" Zanza smirked "Would I be sitting here if I wasn’t ready?" Zanza’s father bowed his head slightly and said "Fair enough." Rising to his feet His father began to stretch momentarily as he did Zanza stood to. They both stood roughly 6 feet tall staring into his father’s eyes he was staring as them solid black he blinked and a moment later they were glowing red with three tomoes within them. Zanza flinched slightly he always knew his father has them but he had never seen them before. Zanza flinched and it saved him as he flinched backwards a fist went flying past his face hitting only the tip of his nose. Zanza tried to leap backwards but his father’s other hand had grabbed his shirt and pulled ripping his forward while his other fist came backwards across the path it had just taken elbowing him in the face. A moment later Zanza was on the floor in tears as blows seemed to come from every angel Zanza herd the occasional crunch of bones breaking. After what seemed like an eternity his father finally stopped. "At least she didn’t cry" Zanza hated him for this he hated his father for always looking down on him and he hated him for that comment. His sister had always been top of the class and Zanza envied her. Now he hated his father for comparing them and he began to hate his sister. Zanza rose to his feet. "I’m not done yet" He said Zanza’s father spun on his heal and came charging back and began the process again of beating him to a bloody pulp at least this time it was on the other side which didn’t help since now he was lying on a broken arm. As his father continued to beat on him Zanza’s hate only grew finally he closed his eyes and snapped in rage. Although he didn’t know how he did it he was starting to predict what was going to happen he was wrong occasionally at least every other blow but he was predicting some of them. Zanza rolled away and rose to his feet this time balancing on his legs which were bruised slightly but otherwise unharmed since they weren't targeted. "You pass" His father said Zanza didn’t understand until he spun his head and looked into the mirror on the wall he had his Sharingan and his first tomoe. Zanza smiled widely he was happy to achieve something of such a feat to him. A moment later Zanza could hear feet stomping down the hall. "What the hell is all the noise about?" a voice hollered from the other side of the door before it flung it open. It was Zanza's sister Hinata she had a very angry look on her face and she had even gone through the trouble to activate her Sharingan. As she entered Zanza just stared at the three tomoes in her eyes in jealousy. Zanza didn’t stop staring he just spaced everything around him began to fade away till all he saw was the eyes. Zanza was snapped back to attention as his arm got grabbed. The pain shot through it he knew it was broken. Zanza collapsed to the floor in pain it had been too much for his legs to bear in his current state. After a moment he noticed his sister standing over him shouting something but he couldn’t hear a thing she was saying all he could hear was the pounding of his head. A moment later he could see nothing either since he had passed out. Zanza blinked his eyes open he was staring at the plain tan of the ceiling. Zanza looked around all he saw was a white curtain to his left and near his feet. Above him was a wall the same tan color as the ceiling. To his right was a window Zanza was curious so he attempted to sit up. As he did pain shot through his arms so he fell back to the bed immediately. He continued to look out the window though. He could see an antenna just the tip of it and the rest of his view was the sky. It was nothing but grey clouds blanketing the sky. Zanza looked at the curtain again noticing the stand beside him. It was a small brown table with a draw cut out on its front. Atop it was 2 books with bookmarks sticking out of the top of both. The one on the bottom was spun so the binding was away from him. The other one was semi spun but still couldn’t see the binding. Zanza hated himself for even getting in this position. He tried to move his arms again they were mostly healed all that was left was the actually bone which medical Ninjutsu couldn’t heal due on the budget his family was willing to spend on training damages. Zanza tested his hands they worked fine as did his arms but it was extremely painful to even attempt to move them. After a few hours of slipping in and out of consciousness Zanza had been listening to voices outside his door as they walked by occasionally but now one stopped at his door. It sounded like two female voices. A moment later Zanza herd the door open and could hear the women walk in Zanza couldn’t make out there conversation but Zanza recognized one of the voices it was Hinata. A moment later the curtain flew open. Zanza could now see the rest of the room and it was no different than his corner just tan walls and ceiling and a few other white curtains. "Oh look who’s awake." The chipper nurse said. She was in a white coat that went to about her wait with t-shirt like sleeves and a skirt that stopped just above her knee. The bouncy pink curls almost annoyed Zanza. Hinata on the other hand had long black hair that came down off her shoulders to stop at her chest. She was wearing her usually light blue shirt well it was more dress length but she had a black belt on to separate the skirt portion from the shirt portion with long sleeved black shirt underneath with tight black leggings. Zanza glanced at the chipper nurse as she spoke before dropping his head again. Hinata could read Zanza’s thoughts at that point. "I’d like to visit with my brother alone if you don’t mind. The nurse snapped her head and dropped the smile real quick. "Huh? OH! Oh, yeas of course" With a semi depressed smile she walked away to other patients. Once the nurse was out of ear shot Zanza whispered "Thank you" Hinata put her hand up to signal for Zanza to shut up then reached for the books on the table. Picking up the top one Zanza saw the binding it was one of her romance novels. The other book she placed in his hands before leaning forward to prop up his bed. Zanza Saw the book title it was one he had been reading at night before bed. Zanza smiled at Hinata and began to thank her again but she stopped him simply stating "Tell anyone i did this and I’ll kill you." Weeks went by and Zanza got his arms back once they were fully healed Zanza was home reading when he heard something. Walking into the main room he saw his sister returning home from a mission. "What do you want?" She asked almost angry that he was even there. Zanza raised his hand holding up 2 fingers as he did he activated his Sharingan. Any idiot could tell he was asking for his second Sharingan tomoe. Hinata smiled lightly before waving him on as she led down the hall to the training room. Entering she glanced back momentarily and watched as Zanza closed the door behind him. As soon as he looked forward with Sharingan still activated she back stepped and kicked up towards his chin. It connected with a crushing blow. Zanza got to his feet and began to circle slightly. She turned his back on him. Big mistake Zanza though so he charged Just as she reached him she repeated the move. Zanza again went flying backwards. Rising to his feet Again Zanza's jaw hurt she wasn’t holding back just because they were siblings. Zanza rose to his feet again this time She was staring right at him as soon as the 2 locked eyes everything in the area began to blur slightly and Zanza’s body seemed to be melting Zanza knew instantly he was in Genjutsu he could easily break with a Genjutsu release but he didn’t want to he wanted to see through it. A moment later before Zanza could break it he was flying through the air again. She had kicked him in the jaw again. Zanza stood up this time with his back to her. She began to walk towards him once in range Zanza copied the move inch for inch unlike Zanza though she simply side stepped it and began to giggle. Zanza didn’t understand why until he felt the pain he had copied a move that put him in close to a total split a position he wasn’t used to or comfortable with. Falling to his knees in pain Hinata came over and patted him on the shoulder as Zanza looked up she was holding a mirror from the wall. Zanza blinked momentarily before looking into it to see tomoe number 2. Zanza rose to his feet slowly still hunched in pain. Hinata grabbed his arm and threw it over her shoulder and helped Zanza limp to the door. Sliding it open they passed through and Hinata closed it with her foot as the continued down the hall. A moment later they were at his room. Hinata let him lean against the wall for a moment. Zanza watched as she slid open the door and then disappeared into it. Zanza could hear lots of shuffling going on in the room but couldn’t tell what it was. A moment later she exited the room and helped him hobble into it. As they entered Zanza saw what she had done she had semi cleaned it there had been clothes and books everywhere only moments before she took all the books and put them on the top shelves of his "To Read" bookshelf and with amazing speed managed to throw all his clothes into a neat pile in one corner of the room. Zanza was amazed until he glanced at her and noticed the Sharingan activated. He was surprised that she used it. He didn’t realize the rush until he was the clock next to his bed. Their father would be home any minute and she would need to get back to her room before that happened or else she would be in trouble. Father was suppose to be the teacher for both of them if he found out she had helped him with his 2 tomoe training he would most likely kill her. As Zanza thought this he realized that kill her was a bit of an lie there father could be cold at times but kill? Zanza doubted it unless it was a kill or be killed situation. As he sat on the bed and leaned back against the wall Zanza started out the window. Zanza had the largest room in the house not by more than a foot but it was larger than their parents and Hinata’s rooms was a few feet smaller than their parents room but she preferred it that way. Zanza didn’t do anything special to get the room his parent’s just knew that he would appreciate the window view the most. So he got it. That and since mom was pregnant and expecting any day now they had moved him in there 6 months ago and were planning to put the baby in there with him. Zanza didn’t know why since he was the heaviest sleeper but it was suppose to be that so he would learn to not sleep so deeply. Zanza didn’t quite understand the reasoning. Hinata disappeared from the room only to reappear a minute later with a towel wrapped around something. Dropping it on his crotch Zanza realized it was ice. Looking at her to say thank you she was gone again. However before she left again Zanza saw the look of fear in her eyes she had also deactivated her Sharingan. Zanza grabbed a book and began to read while he iced the sore waiting for father to come home. Zanza had been reading diligently for a while when his stomach grumbled. Looking at it momentarily before glancing at the clock. Zanza went back to his book for a moment before the time registered. Father was 4 hours late and mother was 2 hours late. This could only mean 1 thing. Mom was giving birth. Leaping to his feet the half melted bag of ice fell to the floor. As Zanza did this he realized he had iced his legs for too long and they had gone numb. After a minute of straining to get the feeling back Zanza took the ice to the kitchen and dumped it in the sink before throwing out the bag and hanging the towel on the drying rack. Zanza looked out the window down the street to make sure they weren’t coming. Returning to his room Zanza threw on his training clothes. Long blue baggy pants. They were always comfortable to him no matter how funny they looked. Slipping on his matching boots Zanza spun his head wildly looking for his wrist guards once finding them he pulled them on as well throwing on a KSE t-shirt and a light zip up hoodie Zanza walked down the hall to his sisters room. The door was closed and Zanza had learned from past experiences to knock first. Knocking Zanza awaited a response. Zanza herd a shuffling her room a moment later she flung open the door. She was wearing the same outfit from the day he woke up in the hospital. With a thick black jacket with fur around the hood on she put on the hood and zipped up the jacket. "I don’t know how you survive in those hoodie little bro. Anyways lets go. A moment later she took off down the hall and out the door Zanza was right behind her step for step they were running to the hospital. Arriving she entered and ran straight for the stairs. Hinata had visited multiple times before with mom so Zanza assumed that she already knew what floor they would be on. Bursting out of the hall way she walked calmly to the nurse’s desk. Zanza stood at the stairwell waiting an answer as to which direction to go. Zanza watched as her face went white. Zanza was curious so he took one step forward before stopping she was walking towards him. She was still white. "What happened?" Zanza asked Hinata shook her head and walked into the stair well Zanza followed. Between floors the stairs evened out to make a u turn Zanza grabbed Hinata’s shoulder here and pulled her against the wall. "What happened?" Hinata sunk to the floor and began to cry. Zanza didn’t ask again. He had a hunch. "The baby?" Hinata choked out a "yes" Zanza shook his head. "It’s okay at least mom's okay right?" Zanza asked as more of a rhetorical question but the answer he got put him on his ass. Hinata shook her head and choked on her words again as she said "She’s gone too." Zanza almost began to cry himself. He knew that his father wouldn’t let him hear the end of it. Zanza hunched down and put his left arm under Hinata’s knees and his other arm around her back and lifted her. Zanza walked down the stairs and out the front door. It was a somber site Zanza had a death glare on his face and Hinata in his arms crying. Arriving home Zanza slid open the door with his foot. Stepping inside he closed it behind him. Walking down the hallway to Hinata’s room he placed her on her bed and pulled off her shoes real quick before pulling the comforter over her. Walking back to his room all that could be heard throughout the house was her crying. Zanza continued to read he wasn’t paying attention to the book his mind was too busy focusing on his eyes and keeping them dry. Zanza fell asleep leaned against the wall sitting on his bed to the sound of his sister crying down the hall. Zanza awoke to his alarm clock going off. Leaping to his feet he raced down the hall and slid the door to his sister’s room open quietly. Reaching in he shut off her alarm clock. Zanza's clock was fast for some reason so it always went off about a minute to early which is why he was able to do this in time. As he went to leave her room she spoke. "Thanks" Zanza snapped his head back around he wasn’t sure if he had her voice or not she was facing the wall away from him. She looked over her shoulder at him. Her face was the sadist thing Zanza had ever seen and the tear stains on her cheeks didn’t help. Zanza realized the reason she wasn’t crying was because she was dehydrated not because she was done. Zanza stepped out and went to the kitchen and grabbed an empty jug he filled it with water and returned to her room placing it on the floor beside her Zanza leaned over and kissed her on the cheek whispering "I’m sorry" Before walking out into the hallway closing the door behind him. A moment later Zanza was out the door. He had a job to do. Arriving at the mission giving building Zanza slowly climbed the stairs and stood in line. Beside him was a bunch of teams comprised of Jounin and a few Genin for each team. Zanza noticed a few of the Jounin and recognized them from his class as a kid. Zanza stood by and watched as 1 of the 3 teams in front of him got their mission. Then the next stepped up as they did 2 other teams walked in behind him. Zanza recognized both instantly one was the boy and his mutt and the other was the Senju girl both had been on his team as a Genin in tow behind the 2 of them was 6 little kids all of which Zanza assumed were Genin. The 2 were whispering back and forth from the occasionally giggle Zanza could tell the 2 were flirting and completely ignoring there Genin. As the team that was in front of him stepped up to receive a mission Zanza took a step to the side to take the place where they had been standing indicating he was next. As they went to leave Zanza tried to step forward but couldn’t instinctively the man moved along with the girl followed by there Genin forward. Zanza glanced down wood had gone over the top of his feet to keep him from walking. Zanza listened as they asked if the 2 teams could join together for a little team vs. team match. Zanza knelt down and used his earth mastery to break away the wood. Stepping up Zanza put an arm around each of the Jounin and spoke up. "I’ll play proctor." He said it with a huge smile on his face. The smile was fake but the Kage wasn’t paying enough attention to notice. So he simply nodded his head. About 20 minutes later they arrived at the training ground. Zanza watched as the Genin fought pathetically he knew as well as the 2 Jounin sitting on the other side of the clearing that this was teaching them nothing. Zanza spoke up "Hey Genin come here all 6 of you" The Genin instinctively obeyed. Zanza watched what the 2 Jounin would do but they were so involved with each other they didn’t even notice. As the Genin approached Zanza spoke. "New mission your teams job is to tie up you Jounin leader the first team to do that and drag there Jounin to me wins. Deal?" Most of the Genin smiled at the chance. After a group of quick nods the Genin took off running. 10 minutes later all 6 Genin were tied up and dropped at his feet and the other 2 were in his face. Zanza was sitting upright on a rock so even with the other 2 standing they were eye to eye. The 6 Genin all looked over excessively beaten and tied Zanza even notice 1 or 2 that had passed out. The Senju girl was in his face first "What the hell do you think you’re doing ordering our Genin to attack us?" She was keeping her distance as to stay out of arms reach but the man wasn’t as smart. The dog was pacing growling as he got about a foot from Zanza’s face. Grabbing Zanza’s shirt he slightly lifted him. "What’s the big idea punk? You get kicks from this?" The truth was that Zanza didn’t he was just trying to show these 2 that they didn’t have the right to be Jounin but they beat up some Genin so at least they weren’t Genin level. The field they were in was nothing but sand and rocks. The area itself was outlines by 3 fence walls and a huge rock cliff. Zanza was wearing the same thing he had worn to the hospital minus the jacket. Zanza removed his t-shirt and stood on the rock. Leaping over the top of the 2 Jounin Zanza turned and stuck a hand out waving the 2 on. His other hand was in his pocket fiddling with wire and the loop on a kunai. As the2 charged at him Zanza pulled the cord and kunai from his pocket spinning it above his head the kunai spun on the wire around faster and faster. Until all that could be seen was the blur of the kunai. The man got cocky and had the dog charge in low while he leapt high. As they did this Zanza dug into his pouch for more wire and another kunai. The current spinning one was adjusted and went low wrapping around the front paws of the dog Zanza pulled forward instantly you could tell by the yelp the dog gave it had broken something. As the dog yelped Zanza removed the string and kunai form his other pocket and shot them out in a curve towards the man. He put arm in defense unfortunately this had dire consequences for him as he did the string had the same effect but as the kunai spun it dug into his shoulder and not stopping until it hit bone which it simply deflected off of. Zanza spun his body ripping the string from the man’s arm and the dogs legs and spun both on his arm once they had wrapped all the way around Zanza watched the women stare in horror. She turned to run but it was too late for her. Zanza activated his Sharingan and sent one kunai out towards her. It wrapped right around her legs tripping her Zanza began to shake his free arm preparing to throw the other kunai. The arm with the string around her legs Zanza yanked hard on the woman screamed in pain as she came flying across the area. Zanza spun he kunai above his head as she flew through the air Zanza used his Sharingan to aim carefully and had the kunai go up her back until it had become just a blood bath. She passed out half way through from pain. Zanza fixed the kunai and wire and shoved them into his pouches. Removing one kunai Zanza walked over to the Genin and untied them. "Know what to do?" he asked all of them replied in unison "Take them to the hospital, sir" Zanza smiled and with a nod they all took off running. Zanza left the area towards home. He didn’t feel like doing a mission now. Even though he had given them the punishment he was sure they deserved he didn’t feel right about it. Arriving home Zanza slid open the door to the kitchen and entered. Zanza began to make a sandwich before noticing a man sitting at the table. "Don’t return." Zanza spun "What?" Zanza was looking at the Kage. He didn’t think it through well enough to be surprised. "I followed you to the training grounds I saw your performance. Don’t return for more mission until you settle your feelings." He stood and walked towards the door sliding it open he looked at Zanza who had been watching him leave. "Your sister could use help dealing with her feelings as well. She doesn’t need you getting in trouble on top of her pain." Zanza watched as the door slid closed behind the Kage. There was a creak in the floorboards from behind him Zanza pun his head. There was no one in the door way but with a quick step Zanza found his sister head down on the other side of the wall. "I-" She started but instead just turned around and went back down the hall to her room and shut the door quietly behind her. Zanza sighed slightly and went straight to his room. Days went by Zanza and Hinata spend all day at home in their rooms. Their father is nowhere to be seen. One night about 6 days after the death of their mother Zanza was sleeping in the afternoon sun when he awoke to the sound of a crash coming from down the hall. Zanza grabbed his pouches off the table beside him and strapped them to him he was wearing his arm guards and long blue pants with his boots. Slipping the door open quietly Zanza moved down he hall with amazing grace and precision using chakra to stick to the wall and ceiling Zanza got on the ceiling and carefully opened the door to his sister room where the noise was coming from. He only opened it a crack and activated his Sharingan as he peaked it His sister was in the same clothes she had been wearing for days. She was sitting on top her desk with blood pouring from opening on her skin and clothes. The visible skin was 90% bruises that had from repetitive beating. Then Zanza noticed the other person in the room it was their father. Zanza watched intent fully too frightened to move. Zanza noticed as Hinata stretched her trembling hand towards the door. As she did their father spun his head. His Sharingan was active as well so he took it all in and absorbed it in a flash. Before Zanza could move his father had thrown something towards the door. As he ducked out of the way and slid to the floor beside the door he heard a crash. He recognized the sound it was a glass bottle the only thing that came in glass bottles was alcohol Zanza had herd stories of his father being an abusive drunk but he had never seen his father drink and ounce of liquor in his life so he didn’t see how it could be true. As Zanza’s head was spinning his father had moved to the door and flung it open. "Well don’t just sit there come watch." He said as he did he grabbed Zanza’s neck and dragged him into the room. Zanza was so struck with fear he just stood there and watched as his father walked over to his sister and pulled her from the desk standing facing Zanza Hinata looked as if she was dead. Their father moved around behind Hinata and placed his hand on her shoulders. Then a cruel smile came across his face Zanza wouldn’t of even noticed if it wasn’t for his Sharingan. A moment later his right arm swung wide with his left hand still on her shoulder. Her head bounced off the wall. Zanza fell to his knees puking on the floor as he did. "What’s the matter boy didn’t I always say id knock your head off your shoulders?" Zanza looked up in horror not at their father but at his sisters face her head had rolled in front of him face staring right at him. Zanza took off out the bedroom door and down the hall. Zanza felt a sharp kick to the back and he went flying past the kitchen and through the training room door. Before Zanza could rise to his feet he was grabbed and thrown again. Instead of hitting the wall he went through it and rolled into the street. There were people all around that instantly moved back to form a large circle. "COME ON BOY" His father barked as he stepped out of the hole "We got to put on a show for these nice people" As his father spoke we wore the same cruel smile that he had moment’s before. Zanza rose to his feet as his father laughed at his own cruel joke. Zanza was furious he couldn’t stop glaring at the man. He knew he couldn’t beat him in a fair fight let alone the handicap he already had but Zanza didn’t care. His father shot off a jutsu Zanza recognized it instantly and copied it move for move it was great fireball technique. The look on his father’s face was still a cruel smile but never the less Zanza's fear began to dispute as his anger grew. Zanza's father began to do hand signs Zanza mimicked them sign for sign and unleashed another fire jutsu it was Fire Dragon Flame Missile Zanza knew this one as well. His father cruel smile faded as the flames died Zanza hadn’t only copied his move Zanza fire had been stronger. "Looks like I’ll just have to plain out kick your ass the old fashion way boy." his father sneered Zanza didn’t care anymore he was to furious. His hate had grown into a pure white hatred of his father. Zanza decided to use the trick he had used a few days before. Shoving his hands into his pocket he began to fiddle with wire and 2 kunai. A moment later Zanza pulled his hands out a kunai in each spinning them in circles on the side of them slowly letting the circles grow larger and large until he was spinning both above his head using his Sharingan to time it so the wires didn’t cross. Zanza whipped both at his father one from the right and one from the left. Exactly as he predicted his father put up a defense just like the Jounin boy. As he did this Zanza yanked on the strings to adjust the length they would be when the hit his wrists. His father didn’t budge meaning he didn’t see the significance of it until it was too late As the wire hit his arms the blades swung inward to wrap however due to the length the blade tips swung inwards on his neck falling just shy of his spin Every part of his father’s neck became severed except the spine. The look on his father’s face was still the cruel smile but Zanza didn’t care after carving into his neck the blades continued to spin until they wrapped around his wrists. Zanza yanked as hard as he could his father’s body came flying towards him head first with arms stretched forward. Zanza waited until he was close enough before kicking outward. The kick connected decapitating his father completely. Removing the string and kunai from his father’s wrists. Zanza hobbled into the hole in the wall. Then down the hall and slid past the open door. Stepping over her slouched body Zanza opened the desk drawer. Pulling out a needle and some thread Zanza went to the task of reattaching her head. Once Done Zanza sat with her body until the Kage showed up 5 minutes later in battle gear. The door slid open and he was standing there awaiting the counter attack. Zanza didn’t attack he just sat there staring at the man. Almost asking the question of why. The Kage shook his head and signaled to the men behind him to leave. Stepping inside the Kage knelt down and spoke. "It’s okay you don’t need to be ready anymore." Zanza flinched at his words "Huh?" The Kage looked around momentarily before standing and opening a drawer on the desk after scuffling for a moment. He pulled out a mirror and showed it to Zanza he somehow still had his Sharingan activated and it had 3 tomoes. Zanza snatched the mirror from the Kage’s hand and smashed it on the floor beside him. "Don’t show me my father's eyes." The Kage stood tall and walked to the door of the room stepping out he looked back "There your eyes now" and with that he was gone. After the dream Zanza ran away from home. Went to the rain village. Had a few experiments done. And eventually became the Kage.