November 2041 – three months after Ammar first stepped into the shinobi world.
Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves, had slowly begun to accept the silver-haired, wolf-scaled stranger who walked among them like he belonged. At first he was a curiosity: "the bridge boy," "the howling outsider," "the kid who fights with poetry." Now, after helping seal three major rifts and training daily with Team 7 and Team 8, he was simply Ammar.
Ammar Thorne-Khan, seventeen years old, Level 24, Chaos Wolf-Hybrid (Pack Guardian → Eclipse Howler advanced class unlocked last month).
Updated Status Screen
Race: Chaos High Human × Wolf-kin (Eclipse Howler variant)
Level: 24
Class: Eclipse Howler (Legendary hybrid class – combines Pack Guardian with lunar/shadow elements from rift exposure)
Stats:
• Strength: 52
• Agility: 60
• Intelligence: 42
• Endurance: 65
• Luck: 35
• Chaos Affinity: 55 New Skills (post-rift evolution):
• Lunar Howl (nighttime power surge, shadow-wind fusion)
• Pack Eclipse (temporary invisibility for allies in moonlight)
• Verse Shadowbind (poetry-infused chains that seal spiritual/rift energy)
• Inherited: Rebel Charge (Jhansi Rani), Lion Command (Ranjit Singh), Guided Arrow (Mirza Sahiban)
He trained every dawn on Training Ground 3—same spot Naruto once used. Kakashi Hatake (now Hokage) had taken personal interest, assigning him to work with Hinata Hyūga, now a jōnin instructor for the Hyūga branch house teens.
From Ammar's perspective:
"She's quiet. Gentle. But when she moves… it's like watching water cut stone. Byakugan sees everything. I wonder what she sees when she looks at me."
Today's session was different. Kakashi had called it "cross-training." Hinata arrived first—long dark hair tied high, lavender eyes calm, white Hyūga robes flowing. She bowed slightly.
"Good morning, Ammar-san."
"Morning, Hinata-sensei." He scratched the back of his neck—wolf ears twitching. "Just Ammar is fine. 'Sensei' makes me feel like I'm in school again."
She smiled—small, warm, the kind that reached her eyes.
"Then… Ammar. Kakashi-sama said we should combine our styles today. Your howls and my Gentle Fist."
Ammar's tail wagged once before he caught himself.
"Sounds good. I've been working on shadow-wind. Maybe we can mix it with your rotation?"
Hinata nodded.
"Show me."
He stepped back, took a breath, and howled—Lunar Howl. Moonlight (summoned from his chaos affinity even in daylight) wrapped the wind into black-silver gusts. The howl became a spiraling vortex of shadow and air.
Hinata activated Byakugan—veins bulging around her eyes.
"Amazing… the chakra is chaotic but controlled. Like a storm with purpose."
She moved—Gentle Fist stance, palms open.
"Try this."
She spun—Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven. A dome of chakra rotation erupted, repelling his howl-wind in a perfect circle.
The two forces met—shadow-wind and gentle rotation. Instead of clashing, they began to spiral together—black-silver wind wrapping around white-blue chakra, forming a beautiful, deadly yin-yang vortex.
Both staggered back, breathing hard.
Hinata's cheeks flushed pink.
"It… merged. I've never seen Gentle Fist combine with something so… wild."
Ammar rubbed his neck again, ears flicking.
"Yeah. Felt… right. Like your calm and my storm belong together."
She looked away—blush deepening.
"Perhaps… we should practice more."
From Ammar's perspective:
"My heart's pounding louder than my howl. She's… different. Not just strong. Gentle-strong. Like Nani when she scolds but hugs right after."
The New Rift & Mission
Later that afternoon, a new rift tore open on Training Ground 3—smaller, but vicious. Riftborn shadow-clones of Akatsuki members—twisted Pain, Itachi, Kisame—stepped through, eyes glowing void-purple.
Kakashi appeared instantly.
"Another one. Ammar, Hinata—with me."
Ammar howled—Lunar Howl + Pack Eclipse—turning himself and Hinata semi-invisible in shadow.
Hinata's Byakugan pierced the veil.
"Three targets. Pain controls gravity. Itachi has Sharingan genjutsu. Kisame has water-shark fusion."
Ammar grinned.
"Got a plan?"
Hinata nodded—blush gone, eyes sharp.
"Your howl disrupts their chakra flow. I'll strike pressure points. Together."
They moved as one.
Ammar howled—Verse Shadowbind (Ghalib/Bulleh fusion):
"Har ek baat pe kehte ho tum ki tu kya hai
Bulleh ki jaana main kaun?"
The questioning wind hit Pain—gravity faltered as he questioned his own godhood.
Hinata struck—Gentle Fist Eight Trigrams: Air Palm—chakra blast to Pain's tenketsu.
Ammar charged Kisame—Scale Aegis + Rebel Charge—taking Samehada's hit but inspiring Hinata's next move.
Hinata rotated—Revolving Heaven + Ammar's shadow-wind—creating a yin-yang blender that shredded Kisame's water sharks.
Itachi cast genjutsu—Tsukuyomi.
Ammar's chaos affinity flared—Lunar Howl breaking the illusion.
"Not today, eye-guy."
Hinata struck Itachi's blind spot—Gentle Fist to neck.
The Riftborn dissolved—rift sealed.
Kakashi clapped slowly.
"Not bad. You two fight like you've been partners for years."
Hinata blushed again—looking at Ammar.
"It… felt natural."
Ammar scratched his neck.
"Yeah. Like we've always known the steps."
The Growing Bond
Over the next weeks, their training deepened.
Dawn sessions: Hinata taught him Gentle Fist forms—his wolf-agility adapting them into claw-fist hybrids.
Afternoon: Ammar showed her howl-wind techniques—she incorporated rotation to make them spiral tighter.
Evenings: poetry by firelight. He recited Bulleh Shah and Farid; she shared Hyūga clan scrolls of quiet contemplation.
One night, under moonlight, Hinata spoke softly.
"You carry two worlds inside you. It must be heavy."
Ammar looked at her—really looked.
"Sometimes. But having you here… makes it lighter."
She blushed—moonlight catching the pink on her cheeks.
"I… feel the same. You're different. Not shinobi, not civilian. You're… Ammar."
He reached out—slowly—brushing snow from her hair.
"And you're Hinata. That's enough."
They stood close—two worlds, two hearts, one quiet moment.
The chapter closed on their hands almost touching—rift sealed, bond beginning, future wide open.