Raiga Kazama: "Big Bang" [NPC]

Raiga has a rather ordinary build. He is thin, but the compact muscles on his arms and torso hint towards formidable physical strength, which he indeed possesses. He inherited his mothers strange natural hair color, black. His black hair is stringy and falls over his face in many thin strands typically reaching his chin or slightly below. His eyes are black.

His clothing consists of a sleeveless vest with a zipper in the middle. The shirt on right side of the zipper grey while the left side is black. He wears black pants, typical shinobi shoes and black long gloves that run from his elbows to his hands, but do not cover his fingertips.

He harbors a great deal of hatred. It rarely shows, but it's bubbling just beneath the surface of his persona. He has some trouble handling it, but not suppressing it. He hates his situation and how it turned out for him since his very birth. It has created a sort of pool, one that is constantly being fueled more and more by the changes that occur inside him. He yearns for a release, but refuses to let it explode on someone who is innocent of the situation. He bottles up all his hatred, and it could one day very well be his downfall should he not find a safe outlet for it. His bottled up hatred can make him act rash in certain situations. Instead of being calm he his more hyped up and aggressive.

The times were easier, but the weather was just as harsh. While traveling he had lost a friend. Her fever heighten, and she passed away. The boy had been surrounded with deaths like this all his life, so seeing it was nothing new. However the last thing any of them wanted to do was bury someone as soon as they arrived, especially one of the children.

His parents named him Raiga. At times he wondered if it was just because they were hungry, and all they had left was fish. He had asked once, but he never understood the story they told him. All he knew was in some way they were saved by just one small fish. Maybe in some way, they felt that he would save someone, and be that symbol of courage for them.

It didn't take long for the boy's family to recruit him into the Ninja Academy in Kirigakure. They didn't do it for the adventure, they did it for the boy. In the academy were things he might not be able to get from his family. As well the family didn't have much skills to teach the boy, and starting him on a path like this was the best thing they could provide him with.

It didn't take too long for the boy to be ridiculed. He came for a poor family. His tools, nothing more then left overs from a battle, or objects found lying on the ground. The others looked down on him, like he was nothing but scum. Once again he was alone. His friends from the village, still stuck in beds with fevers. Their bodies far from being able to do anything like be a ninja. Raiga was scared, he felt alone in these halls. Within this city he felt more death then in his old village.

A year had past. The boy was gifted today. While he was scared before, he found a bit of courage. His friends pushed him forward, telling him how much they believed him him. They told him, no matter where they were they were connected in their hearts. so no matter what, he would never be alone. With this strength he pushed forward, and finally he got something that showed how much he had grown. As well he proved to himself that perhaps he wasn't so alone after all. This sleek band of metal wrapped around his fore-head, he began to believe in himself more. Today he was on a new path, one of a shinobi.