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Fate has a funny way of repeating itself when peoples paths are to constantly intertwine. The day came that Kusari was approached by people with a mission for him that really would affect the ninja world. He was tasked with the assassination of a kage. Kusari had refused the job at first but those offering it apparently threatened any who would attempt to hire him until Kusari’s assets had run out and he was living in the forests again, seeming to have enemies at every turn and nowhere to hide save the woods alone. He finally accepted the task and headed out for Takigakure to kill the takikage. So once again he met Nakamura in the midst of an attempt to kill her.

As soon as Kusari realized who he had been set upon, he stopped his attacks and turned against those who had hired him. Kusari then began the slow process of reuniting with Nakamura, learning what had gone on and after many events, finally realizing what he had been doing all along. Fleeing time and again. Rather than stand and fight, he had been spending his life running and claiming it was to protect those he loved. He saw this reunion as his new chance to prove himself and be the warrior he should be.

These convictions as well as many other events that transpired within the village, built up to what is at present, the greatest single moment of his entire life. He and Nakamura, atop the water of the silver spring, shared a single kiss. A first for both of them. That moment has been the single moment that has fueled him through many trials and tribulations since. Shortly after they were forced to do battle with the Fire Master. They slew him shortly before his little sister Kaida arrived on the scene once more. His only living relative and second most cherished person in the universe. Together they traveled trying to stabilize the crumbling world and solve the mysteries of their past. It was not long before things fell back into daily living. Kusari often away on business, but unlike before he would always return home.

It was on one extended mission that Kaida tagged along on despite Kusari having told her to stay home. They began to battle a foe that could only be described as supernatural. A power awakened in Kaida that was the result of her mysterious upbringing and existence. It saved Kusari’s life but she and the enemy vanished completely. Broken about this Kusari was taking a few days for himself before he would tell Nakamura. During this time he overheard the call and swiftly made way to Yukigakure to help save the burning village.

Battling a wicked devil of a woman whose name still escapes him, Kusari learned the secret to beginning to harness his anger. However the lesson was nowhere near enough to shift the direction of the battle. Nakmura was as sure as he that they would perish on this day. Finally in desperation, when the witch woman made it seem as if all was lost for Kusari, Nakamura attempted to sacrifice herself to save him. Kusari saw her fall through the portal and immediately attempted to follow, ordering his mist dragons to reopen it and send him after her. He solidified himself with his Ice body technique, and lost consciousness. The dark secret the Mist dragons had kept from him was they had no idea how to follow Nakamura, the portal they had opened had been a random one. It had been Fogu’s intent to let Kusri perish in this other world letting his chakra run out while he was a statue of ice, causing him to cease to exist so he ould not have to suffer his loss. Mizu, the ever hopeful refused to allow this. She saved Kusari and fought her brother back into the portal and away, whispering made up promises to Kusari to give him the hope he needed to live on. However there was something Mizu did not know when she had left him, entering this new world, had changed Kusari forever.

Enter Neo Kusari

When Kusari had entered this world, the last of his chakra was depleated as he was reverted to his human form. However he was still alive. This new world was not one in which the basic constant in all life was chakra. In this world chakra was an excess energy that granted abnormal power it was not something that could be harnessed by just anyone who trained in the basic ways that they did in his world. When Kusari’s body was still alive, without chakra, his natural ability had to alter itself, because of this there was a small phase in which it seemed he had no special power.

Kusari awoke in a mountain range in an undisclosed location. There he was discovered by some mercenaries hired by an anonymous party to investigate strange readings that had been detected in the area. After a blur of activity Kusari can not follow in his own memories because of how fast things seemed to occur, he was soon housed in an underground facility and learning to integrate with “modern” society. Here he was being trained to be a warrior that they often referred to as a “commando” although his actual title was something much longer and more complicated.

In this place, in a new world where h had nothing to ground himself to and no roots to connect too. Kusari saw little other choice than to simply do as he was told and follow the flow for the time being. So as he was trained Kusari quickly got the hang of modern munitions, communication devices, and vehicles. This knowledge became useful as Kusari began to be sent out on missions for the people who had helped him integrate into this new world. Missions were something he understood,. It reminded him of his days as a ninja, many of the tasks were the same. It seemed it did not matter time or realm, Kusari was still an expert in this field of work.

It had been a total of three months in this world when Kusari’s body had finally had time to understand this new world and his powers had reformed themselves. They surfaced on a mission when Kusari was taking fire and pinned. He leaned back against a wall to brace himself to prepare to take a few hits his mind reached for something deep within himself as if by instinct and the next thing he knew he had passed through the wall. His new power had been discovered. With the discovery of his ability the facility moved his quarters and reassigned him to a new special ops. group. This group, as he discovered, was composed of others like him, others with power. As he began to understand, they were being trained to hone their abilities to use in some grand approaching mission.

In a new world, when one has almost nothing familiar to anchor too, it is hard to notice when the line shifts from quarters and routine, to prison cell and orders. Kusari was starting to grow uneasy and restless as the time of their mission approached. Finally, the day came, and when Kusari realized exactly what kind of people he was sided with. As the mission was explained, there were others like them with powers, a whole society, and their society could endanger mankind, they were to be loosed into the area with a team of commandos and exterminate the entire society.

Kusari was not about to take part in a reenactment of his own child hood magnified to an epic scale. As they prepared for the mission, he prepared to finally break free. On the mission they entered the New York Sewers sent to take out this society called the Morlocks. Kusari waited for the perfect moment and then turned on his own team taking out the commandos and alerting the Morlocks of the danger. The other members of the special ops group divided into two sides in the chaos, half of them siding with him the other half trying to complete the mission and destroy the traitors. In the end the team was defeated the only two left standing other than the Morlocks, were Kusari and a teammate who’s call sign was Demon.

Kusari and Demon were thanked by the Morlocks and offered a place among them. Kusari declined stating that the way they hid in the sewers instead of fighting for their place in the world was a weak force he would not be sided with. He was instead told of the X-men and so went to pay them a visit. In the X-mansion, Kusari immediately grew uncomfortable with the professor, not liking the parameters of the mans powers, or his slow pacifistic methods either. Kusari was a man of action, as was Demon, the two left the X-mansion as well and decided instead to set themselves against the place where they had been trained as an initial goal. This was a total of 4 months into this world for Kusari.

It was five months total in this world by the time they had gathered a small force of other “mutants” This group followed under Kusari as their leader and he named them, nostalgically, the Mist Raiders. It was at this point that they attacked the base they had been trained in and destroyed their former leaders as well as a force they had built up to make a second attempt at the mission they had foiled. Having claimed the base and all ties too it. Kusari and his raiders made it their own. Re-programming things as well as increasing security it became the Mist Raiders home or as they refer to it “Haven”

It was three months later on a mission with a female member of the team who simply went by her given name Rebecca. Investigating a strange anomally they had detected that Kusari had shown interest in, led to Kuari falling into an inter dimensional rift only to discover his sister Kaida alive. Happy to see her brother, she seemed to know much about the worlds and what was going on, but only able to speak a little to Kusari. She told him that he was in the right world, Nakamura would be arriving eventually, and she augmented his mutant abilities which awoke his power to manipulate matter. From this point Kaida then gave him the bad news, due to what happened when he came to this world, the last of his chakra being spent, were he to return home ever, he will perish the instant he enters it. With that she sent him back through the rift and wished him goodbye, saying it was uncertain if they would ever be reunited again.

It has been four months of training, missions and survival since then, through it all he has not forgotten why he came through the portal into this world. He was still watching and waiting, after a year in an unfamiliar world, for Nakamura…