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(( Answering question...yes...they were beaten up by Kakashi. Ugg that was NOT one of my better entries, but fear not! FOR THE GREAT SAKURA has a fun new person coming in at the end..hehehe whee xd ))

A few years back, before Mishka's gang was all complete, Gracia, one of the smartest, most level- headed members of the gang, probably wouldn't have joined the gang in the first place if it hadn't been for on crucial thing that devastated her life. The death of her mother.
Gracia had picked herself up from the ground and without a word to the others, left a trail of blood following her as she went. The cold air brushed past her cheek, and she shivered, her teeth chattering ...a few stray tears still fell from her eyes. her mind was engulfed with thoughts of ..her. Of her beloved mother. Why was she suddenly thinking about her dead mom you may wonder. Well, the sudden appearance of the demon had jogged her memory, forcing her to travel down a path that had scraped across the voids of mind for years.
Gracia walked on in silence, the sun was rising but she could feel no warmth from its rays or any light coming forth to help her from the darkened depths that she had emersed her mind into. She finally stopped, at a cememtary. She opened the gate, it creaked loudly, like the wailing of a banshee that hauts your closet late at night. (hehe yes YOUR CLOSET.^^) treking only a few steps away from the gate she came across a small tombstone sitting in the gray dark earth. There was no name or date of life and death on the stone. It was bare and cracked from age.
" Mother...." Bending down slowly, the battered, tired, young girl knelt by the stone and prayed. " Mother, " She whispered softly. " You were right all along. Judgement is upon us, I have seen the work of our punisher..." Heaving a sigh Gracia hung her head. " You were thought foolish and hated by the rest of the family because of what you believed in..and now..and now, your words that they laughed at, have now proven themselves true." The wind holwed behind Gracia, the bitter cold swiping across her back as she wiped jher face of tears and stood up.
She left the cemetary without another word and started on her way back to her home..: the streets.

Off in a secluded place in town, a dark shadow crept across the alley snickering as the walked. " MuhahahhaaHAHAHHA.." The voice suddenly rang aloud from the sark dank regions of the slum area. "This is PERFECT!! AHAHAAHHHHHHHAAAAH!!- GIR STOP EATING THAT, YOU DON"T KNOW WHERE IT'S BEEN- hey..HEY GET THAT AWAY FROM ME!! EEHHHHHHH!!!!!!" The strange voice decended back to the shadows...who is this strange insane ..thing? And, what is perfect anyway...and while we're talking about this stuff ...what was this GIR eating anyway????