"Your mission- protect a boy named Eren Yeagar, don not revel your identity, and do not use chakra. Is this understood, Kakashi?"

"Yes, Lord Hokage."

Kakashi stood among all the military recruits, dressed in a tan jacket and with high riding boots. A red scarf covered his face and a black bandana covered his sharingan.

The fifteen year old shinobi glanced around with one grey eye at the kids around him. Some were shivering, others were close to crying, it was...pathetic. Even some of the adults were peering nervously around, looking like they wanted to go home. Kakashi couldn't help but smirk. The brats were falling for the most basic of intimidation techniques, a couple well placed pauses and a bunch of yelling. In all his life, Kakashi had never seen a bunch of kids scared because of one person. That said person was stalking across the dirt ground, observing each and every person with cold murderous eyes like a hawk.

The man (a soldier if Kakashi had to guess) stopped in front of a blond haired kid who was shorter than all the rest. The kid was pale, skinny and had blue eyes, which were wide with fear. "Hey you there, what's your name!"

Taking in a deep breath the kid replied "Armin Arlelt! Sir!" Drops of sweat rolled down his face and his knuckles turned white as he clenched them.

"Oh, yeah?! What are you here for ARLELT!

" TO CONTRIBUTE TOWARDS HUMAN VICTORY, SIR! Armin yelled his eyes blazing with a mixture of hope, fear and confidence all at the same time. The man nodded his head once before turning around and stalking off, searching for his next prey.

Kakashi snorted at the display. Old fashion intimidation, the rite of passage, whatever you wanted to call it. Basically it was to separate the soldiers from the wannabes. Apparently the boy Armin had passed, although Kakashi still doubted he would last a day in battle. For Kami's sake the boy was still trembling from the confrontation. What would the boy do if he was captured by the enemy? The silver haired shinobi pushed down the urge to take out his hidden kuni, instead he decided to study his charge.

His charge, Eren had brown hair, green eyes and was average height. He stood with confidence and had a glimmer of determination in his eyes. But there was something else too, underneath that confident exterior was something darker and more dangerous. Kakashi wasn't what had caused this darkness, but one thing was certain, the boy had seen death. Maybe not to the extent of a shinobi but it was there, lurking in the shadows.

The girl next to him, according to the mission info was Mikasa Ackerman. She had straight black hair and brown eyes, she also wore a red scarf scarf similar to Wolf's own. Her eyes were the same as Eren's if not darker and colder. Unlike Erens they held a deep intelligence and shone with undying loyalty towards the brown-haired and green eyed boy.

Kakashi assumed that, the girl was very protective of Eren by the way she kept glancing at him and no one else. Maybe the two were family? Wolf furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms. Mikasa would either be an asset on his mission or a nuisance. Only time would tell.

"You there! Who the hell are you?!" The soldier demanded as he stomped over to Kakashi.

the shinobi glanced over at the looming figure above him, the man was practically boiling with rage. Pushing his silver bangs away from his eyes gave a lazy salute before answering in a drawling tone, "Kakashi Hatake, sir."

"And why are you here, rookie!"

Kakashi inwardly laughed at the last word, he hadn't been called a rookie since he was five. "I'm here because I'm here, do I need a reason?"

It had gone deathly silent in the clearing. All eyes were trained on the silver haired shinobi who stared absently minded off into the distance. The soldier spluttered in rage with disblief. "W-what did you just say! Answer my question or I'll-

"Or you'll what?" Kakashi taunted as he narrowed his eye. He slowly took out his kuni, swinging it around his finger in a hypnotic motion. Kakashi allowed some of his killing intent to leak as the man in front of him started to sweat. Kakashi's lazy pretense, disappeared and was replaced with the cold, calculating glint of a professional killer. Hmph, too easy, predator turned prey. Realizing that he may have gone to far, Kakashi tipped his head to the side, all traces of killer intent hidden.

"Or you'll what?" He asked again in an innocent voice as the soldier stood dumbfounded.

"I-I...I uhhhh.."

"Thats what I thought." Kakashi exclaimed grinning at the man in front of him as he gave his eye smile.

"I...um..."