Sheer The acrobat

I was raised in a carnival for as long as I could remember. Ever since I was a baby i loved to roll around and tumble and by the age of 3 i could do a perfect handstand and cartwheel, from what my parents told me I was born with "Talent" Something about tumbling just makes me spirit feel free. Being in a traveling Carnival would never be dull, the family I had, besides my mom and dad, were the animals who were so beautiful and nice. The grand feeling of performing in front of hundreds of people. filled me with joy. I had the life, everyone who came to the carnival couldn't wait to see the "Tumbling Angel". Although my life was great, I always felt like my parents were hiding something from me, especially when my mother would drill knowledge of the human body into my head and the weak spots of Joints and the Chakra network and when my dad would drill me in fighting techniques. I would ask them, "why would a Acrobat need to know things of this nature? I mean all I do is flip and show off my flexability for peoples entertainment." They would always reply, "It never hurts to be to well prepared for anything." I ALWAYS would hate when they had these "knowledge sessions" with me, But now I wish I paid more attention to them cherished every moment I had with them.

Unfortunately I am now a orphan, one night at the carnival it was real busy this night and i was doing one of my finale stunts on the tight rope. Next thing I knew the whole area was shrouded in mist even inside the tents it lasted for a while and I went looking for my parents. I heard Violent noises the sound of metal clashing and people yelling. I followed where the sound was coming from and witnessed my parents fighting off tracker ninja with masks. They had displayed power i've never seen them use before, killing them one by one until one of the masked Ninjas held me hostage and forced my parents into submission. There my parents were killed right in front of me. After the few masked ninja that were still alive fled one stayed behind to finish me off. As he came near me i felt a chilling sensation in my fingers and before the mask ninja could strike there was a ice spike 2 feet thick and 3 yards long pierced threw his body.

I left the carnival that day and also did a little research. It turns out me and my parents have a rare blood line trait call Hyoton which lets us infuse wind and water elements to allow us to use deadly ice techniques. The Land of waves felt our clan was too dangerous and started to hunt us down. Many of us has died off and many of us just ran into hiding, finding different lives. My parents were the ones who ran but their past caught up with them. Now that I'm in a new village I hope I'm safe at least enough to continue on and unlock the secrets of my abilities.