YAMAZAKI ZOKUPPOI
[GENERAL INFORMATION]
Age: 26
Height: 4'8"
Weight: Women don't tell!
Gender: Female
Hair Color: White (formerly red)
Eye Color: White (Formerly green)
Rank: Jounin
My name is Yamazaki Zokuppoi, a daughter and a sister. Everyone I know calls me Zoi, and there a lot of people that know my name. I'm outgoing and crazy, and a bit of a harlot if you ask some of the older citizens. I haven't always been this way; it used to be that it took me a long time to get to know one person well enough to not be nervous around them. It used to be that I wouldn't come out from behind my mother or father when walking through the streets with them. It used to be that the one time I would talk would be when I was alone with my family, and I would talk a lot. I used to sit with my baby brother and read him stories as I myself started to learn to read.
Around my family I was wild and unruly, and the only way to get away from it was to bring me into the village. As soon as people I didn't know were involved I was quite as a mouse, usually attached to the pants leg of one of my parents as if I were part of their clothing. People would joke around and tell my parents that I was a beautiful accessory, and I would mumble under my breath, "Shut ya mouth, who'e…" because I had a speech problem where I had a problem forming "R" sounds in words. There was one time when we passed a man trying to sell his ram. My mother tried to get me to pet it and the beast grabbed onto my sleeve and started eating it. Everyone laughed except me. I hated rams after that.
That was when I was just a toddler, but when I was old enough to enter the academy I was a disaster. My parents tried to train me themselves but they couldn't control me with my disciplinary problems. I wouldn't listen, I wouldn't sit still, and I just wouldn't shut up. That's when they sent me to the academy for professional training, and so I would be around kids my own age. It was kids my own age that freaked me out the most, and I spent the majority of my academy days sitting in the corner. However, my natural good looks and affinity to our early Ninjutsu training made me quite the popular little tike.
The boys talked to me about hanging out and training together, and at first I would blush and look away. The girls came to me for training and instead they taught me… They taught me how to talk to the boys and other girls. Soon I was talking and acting like all the other kids. I was having fun in the academy finally, and I had friends. Most of them were true friends, but some of them were just using me to make themselves better. When I found out this was happening I refused to help anyone else, but that didn't keep them from graduating the academy when I did. At age ten I became a Genin and formed a small team with two friends of mine and a Chuunin leader.
Our leader was a pretty cool guy. He was nice, and I liked him, but he was overly cocky. He thought he was better than everyone and thought he deserved to be ranked up to Jounin. He just never did anything special enough to be pronounced worthy of it. If you could get the rank of Jounin for courage alone he would surely have gotten it, I saw him face off with a sand worm once. Granted, he couldn't defeat it and he ended up having to run away, he saved the three of us. It turned out later that the sand worm was a baby and he was ridiculed for having to run away from a baby. Me and my teammates started telling people that we had to leave because the parents showed up so some of the heat would be taken off of him.
One of the times that I remember the most is when I was about twelve years old, and I had been with the team for two years. They were like a second family, my teammates were my siblings and my leader was like a second father. We were so close, and we were so good together. We worked well as a team, I was an unarmed Taijutsu fighter, there was an Uchiha who was a master of Genjutsu, the other female member of the team was a medical Shinobi, and our leader was backup Ninjutsu. This particular incident involved a large enemy that seemed like he was just too much for us. It looked like we were doomed but then something fantastic happened to me.
It was ironic because just that morning we were talking about how I hadn't unlocked any hidden abilities while everyone else had their own skills. Uchiha, innate medical abilities, and a Tsuchimikado, those were my team members. What was I? I was the daughter of scientists, a fist-to-fist fighting tom-boy who was no longer special because though my Ninjutsu skills were superior in the academy, my lack of special hidden abilities made me inferior to most of my friends. I learned the difference between my true friends and my fake ones as they each discovered their own and left me behind. That day, however, I unleashed hell.
"This is it!"
"We can't give up!"
"We can't do it, we can't win, we're all going to die!" I gave up, I fell to my knees and cried as our leader went in to keep him from getting to me. The Uchiha ran to me and tried to calm me down but I wouldn't listen.
"Listen, if we work together we can do anything. It doesn't matter if you don't have any special skills; you're still special to us. You're a vital part of the team, Zoi! Now get your ass up and do something!" His yelling made me snap, he never talked to me that way before. I jumped up and started yelling, tears still coming to the surface. I was angry, both at my partner and at the man we were fighting. I unleashed hell, or rather, a strange pulse of energy which went straight forward and hit both our leader and the man we were fighting. Our leader hit some kind of metallic object and I heard the thud but I ignored it as I went into fight.
Then something strange happened to my hands and they looked like space was distorting around them. I clinched my fists and went forward and struck the man in the heart. He flew back and I followed, warping from where I was to a position behind him. He went to attack me but I wasn't there and his attack went through some sort of afterimage. I came up from in front of him and cut him open with several strikes of my fist. I was surprised to see that my attacks were causing him to bleed, but I was so mad I didn't care what I was doing. The other two watched in horror as my anger took over and I finished him off.
Later when our leader woke we told him that he defeated the man but he managed to knock him out as he dealt the finishing blow. When we told this story in our mission debrief they gave him the position of Jounin for protecting us and riding the village of a powerful threat. The three of us never spoke of that again, in fact we hardly spoke at all after that. To me it seemed like they were afraid of me, like I was a monster. Perhaps they just didn't want me around anymore because they thought I would get angry and go off again. Regardless of the why, it hurt that I lost my best friends. Our team split up because the other two wouldn't have anything to do with me.
After that incident my parents started doing experiments on me. They knew what it was, and they explained it to me. They told me that somewhere in our family's lineage someone from the Seikon clan joined and every so often someone will be born with their gifts. It made me even more different from my brother, and it kept me away from him even more. They wanted to learn more about the Seikon's abilities and figure out if there were ways to manipulate or duplicate them. I became less of a daughter to them and more of a test subject. This led me to having to find affection from people outside the family. I didn't want anything to do with them at this point.
My parents still tested on me, but at around fourteen I started hanging out with people I probably shouldn't have. We drank, though we were way too young, and we did a lot of other things that we probably shouldn't have. I came drunk at night sometimes and accidentally got in bed with my younger brother, but he would usually wake up and when I realized I was in his room I would get up and leave for my own room. I woke up hung over a lot, and my parents didn't notice because I would sneak out before either of them could come to wake me up. I hid my new activities from them and tried my best to keep up with my Shinobi training.
During that time I became a Chuunin, I was fifteen and so close to being completely alone, emotionally at least. My brother was the only person I could talk to but I didn't do that much because I was too busy being my new self. It wasn't long after I became a Chuunin that my brother was sent away. My parents wanted to leave and do research in other lands, so they left me in Suna to take care of the home, sent Iori to some village to stay with our uncle, and they went on their trip. They came back every now and again with new information that they used to do more testing on me. As time went on they came less and less and eventually they just never came back.
I kept up the life I had become accustomed to. In fact, it became easier after they left. I could have parties at my own house, bring boys to my house without having to make them leave out of the window, and I could sleep as much as I wanted to. That only lasted a few months before I got tired of it all, I stopped partying as hard and drank less, too. I went back to taking my Shinobi work seriously and even took on my own team of Genin. One thing I didn't give up was my provocative lifestyle, going after anyone I wanted and I mean anyone, it didn't matter to me if they were male or female. I became estranged from my team and before I knew it they were Chuunin and off on their own.
I started focusing on my career more than my personal needs and started becoming stronger and having more of a place in the village. I had a new team of Genin, and these Genin were top notch. We did many missions together that others didn't want to do. That was the main reason they were top notch, because we were searching for cats, killing ugly rat creatures in the alleys, and other things that most teams were too busy to do. I didn't mind picking up the grunt work, because it kept me from waking up in those alleys drunk and wondering who or what was sleeping up against me but being too drunk to actually care.
During my time as a team leader I met a very strange man. He may have been strange, but he told me that he used to be a medical chief. His name was Faita Tasogare, and he became a close friend of mine. This was partly due to me having to bring my Genin to him after he went back to working because they kept hurting themselves. He would laugh at me playfully when I would walk in carrying a small child in over my shoulder, and by small I mean small for a Sunan child since most Sunans are giants. He thought it was funny how strong I was compared to my size.
It was through this man that I found out that my brother had returned to Sand. He had just arrived and I wanted to see him but I was sent away on a mission before I could get the chance. This saddened me, but orders were orders and I left with my squad. When this happened my Genin were all Chuunin and so we were a full Chuunin team because they, for some reason, decided not to leave me. It made me feel special because it was the first time in a long time that people had the opportunity to leave me and they didn't. We were a family, just like the family I had with my first team… But hopefully we didn't end up like them.
Our mission was simple, but it took much longer than expected. We were on the trail of a Shinobi who had gone rogue from Sunagakure. It was suppose to be a simple find and snatch, taking him back alive to be interrogated. Unfortunately months went by and we had no luck. It was after we were ordered, via courier falcon, to return that found the rouge. We came to find that the rogue was possessed with a demon, and it just happened to be my old teammate. My subordinates were ordered to leave but they refused, we went into fighting with the man. It was the Uchiha and apparently he made a deal with a demon that was sealed inside him and now he had amazing powers over Fire Jutsus.
His body was engulfed in chakra and it seemed like it was tearing his body apart. I realized that we wouldn't be taking him in alive, I couldn't risk a monster like him being inside of Sunagakure. He was ugly now, with large teeth and horns like a ram. He told me that the horns were a side-effect of the demon being sealed inside him and they grew. He looked like a ram, and it made it that much easier to kill him when the time came. We had a fight and afterward I cut off his ugly ram head… I still hated rams. My team thought it strange but I wore his skull as a helmet. He thought I was a monster, but when I looked at what he had become I felt like it was only right to mutilate his body.
That was my trophy; I made it in life where he failed.
We returned to Sunagakure, and that's where the tale picks up. I debriefed on the mission and told them what happened. I became angry because they didn't tell me the rogue ninja was my ex-teammate, but because I disposed of the threat they offered to evaluate me to Jounin Rank. At first I didn't want to take the offer, as I felt my skull-helmet trophy was enough. Eventually I broke down and took it, figuring that I wouldn't get another opportunity like that to get ahead in the village. It was reluctant still, though, and it hurt to know that I attained such a rank by killing someone who I used to hold in such high regards as to say he was like another brother. What was worse was I found that upon my return my old friend Tasogare was in the same vote, just with smaller horns. My brother, I hoped, wouldn't be. I was anxious to see him, though.
Physical: Zoi is 4"8' and has always been quite short. This doesn't mean she isn't fierce, because this little lady can still pack a punch. Her beauty sometimes keeps people from realizing how strong of a Shinobi she actually is. This woman has bright red hair and jade eyes, just like her brother, and large…. External features, though her frame is quite small comparatively. Normally she wears a completely white suit at most times, and this suit is rather tight for someone who moves as much as she does. One would think it would affect her movement in battle but it actually doesn't hinder her at all. The most notable feature about her, besides the obvious, is the skull of a ram which she now wears on her head. She wears it as a reminder of how humans change.
Mental: Zoi is a sweet but rambunctious woman with a loud mouth at most times. She can't sit still very long before she gets bored and has to get her word in whenever she thinks of something to say. If you can look past how she comes on to almost every beautiful person she meets, she could be a really good friend. However, she's quick to anger, being set off by slight and stupid things a lot of the time. When this happens you better watch out as she's a force to be reckoned with. "Hell have no fury like a woman scorned", eh? After awakening her blade, she started to become a bit unstable. She started to believe that everyone should love her, and anyone who doesn't (especially Iori) must learn to.