Misao was born on 25 November 1990 in Kyoto, Japan. Her father ran the family dojo, while her mother was a stay at home mom. They seemed like the typical family, but it was the farthest from the truth. About two years after she was born, both of her parents died in a car accident or at least it seemed like an accident, something that her grandfather and not even Misao herself are quite certain about.

Left parentless, her grandfather quickly stepped in and took her under his wing, with the help of Aoshi, Okina's adoptive son, they raised Misao and slowly but surely introduced her to their world and the one that one day would become hers.


While to most the Makimachis still seemed like the most normal family, this was just a cover. Her grandfather Okina was in fact the leader of the oniwabanshu, an underground organization that made sure to track, apprehend and sometimes even judge the most dangerous and vile criminals, in most cases it's those criminals that are the hardest to catch or that have one way or another escaped the authorities so far. The organization itself has existed since the Meji era and through the ages it has been thought to be a myth. The organization is continually mentioned in history books, but no one has been able to find proof of their existence. Only those involved in the underworld or perhaps the martial arts world know of them and both respect and fear them. It has to be noted though that oniwabanshu has ties to both the police force as the yakuza. It’s clear to Okina, Misao’s grandfather that they should use all of their resources to accomplish their goals, not to mention that nothing is black and white.

Considering all of this, as expected Misao’s childhood was quite different. While most kids her age played outside, Misao was training in the dojo, perfecting different styles of fighting and learning to use different weapons. Still it was not all physical training, in fact Misao had to learn quite a few different languages and strategies and techniques. Many things were expected of her and even if at that time she didn’t quite understand why, she was an avid student and excelled at everything that was presented to her. She wanted to be the best and she wanted to make her grandfather, Aoshi and her mentors proud.

As said before it was only natural that Misao didn’t quite understand what it meant to be a member of the oniwabanshu at first, but slowly she grew to understand it, not to mention that being her grandfather’s granddaughter, she would also take over as leader of the organization one day. This is something that Misao both looks forward to and in a way fears. She’s not certain if she’s good enough or not. She has her doubts, but she tries to ignore them as much as she can.

When Misao was about fourteen though something went wrong, her four mentors Han’nya, Shikijou, Hyottoko and Beshimi were all killed on a mission. It was the second greatest loss to her, the first one being her parents. It was at that moment that Misao came to truly understand what her job was really about. Until that instance it had always seem like a game to her or not exactly a game, but they would always win and everyone was always going to be okay, but she was proven wrong.

This loss did affect her, as consequence, she became more and more involved with the oniwabanshu even if her grandfather tried to stop her. It was still clear that she was affected by the loss, she was being reckless and she would get hurt. Her grandfather was proven right a few months after she turned sixteen. It was a complicated mission and unfortunately everything went wrong. In the end Misao took a bullet for one of her comrades and luckily survived, but by then her grandfather had enough.

Not being able to see Misao endanger herself any longer, he chose to enlist her at White Ridge Academy. Misao was angry at first and even tried to run away, but in the end she slowly realized why they were doing this to her. It was her fault. She had in the end brought this upon herself and the shame to have almost cost a friend his life was enough to make her passively do as her grandfather instructed. It took her a few weeks to snap out of this dark mood, but she quickly overcame it and continued forward. Many things happened in the first year though, the murders being the most prominent ones. There’s a part of her that still resents not having been able to do anything about them, but another part has chosen to forget. There was nothing she could do...

Now it’s been two years since she’s been at White Ridge. Strangely enough she has grown accustomed to her new home.  She still yearns to go back to Japan, but for now she will wait. She’s not sure if she will continue to White Ridge University after this though, seeing that when she turns eighteen she will officially be able to take over the organization. It will be a turning point in her life and she’s not even sure how it will turn out...but as expected she’s looking forward to the new challenge and this new chapter in her life.

Still whatever happens in her life, she will never forget her four mentors that taught her so much.