Epilogue to Destruction [O]

[souzen]

Utter ruination and a blasted landscape blessed my awakening consciousness. Pain wracked my body as I tasted copper in my mouth. Images, unbidden, flowed through my mind. A battle against the shinobi of Kumogakure, comrades cut down in the heat of battle, and then a great flash and nothing. Teeth would gnash together as I attempted to stop the cry of pain that was elicited with the barest movement of my body.

True cognitive function would return in mere moments as my brain raced to comprehend this new situation. All that remained of the battle field were corpses and debris, my comrades nowhere in sight. What had happened? Where was everyone? Soon enough, despite the pain, I would clear the debris from my body and stand unsteadily.

"Nghack!"

Bloody, wracking coughs suddenly beset my body. Did I stand up to fast? Or did this point to some mortal, internal injury? Bitterness suddenly welled up within my breast. Why had this happened? What did I do to deserve such a bitter and chaotic end? Oh how I cursed the gods with gritted teeth!

[Ramui Tojo]

His white hair was now shaggy, blowing slowly in the dusty breeze as he walked the landscape still confused, still torn on what had just happened. His hazel eyes were in pain from the sheer brightness of the flash and he strugged as he walked.His eyes scanned the once lush and beautiful landscape that he called home and they were met with nothing, but sadness and disappointment and then a fit of rage.

His brown skin was covered in dust and his cuts were filled with blood and he prayed he wasn't liable to infection. His eyes caught vision of a body and his ears caught the sound of their struggle to live and the coughing. Though his legs ached him he began a jog towards whoever the person was and though it was against his belief he would try to aid this person until he could get what he wanted out of them.

As he neared the person his instincts kicked in he removed his twin hook swords and slid a few meters until he was about 5 meters away. Though he was baffled about what had just happened, he was no fool. A war had just taken place and he refused to die just yet, because of chivalry. He spoke coldly, "Who are you and what is going on?!"

[◤ velocissimo ⊿]

[atrb=width,440,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/PUaBD.png); border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #000000;][atrb=cellpadding, 12, true][atrb=style, border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #b64240] THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY Shouta appeared amongst the barren wasteland with ever growing intense haste. The Aburame warrior wasn’t one to blindly rush into intensive war. Body amongst bodies warring in one area that no longer becomes discrete. The youth found such actions idiotic. For the beast come where blood has been drawn and blood is always drawn when chaotic altercations arise. However amongst these dark times chaos was like second nature. A warrior born today could die tomorrow. A poor soul never even learning whom their mother and father are. Shouta however was a lucky individual, both family members remaining discreetly safe within’ Kumogakure no Sato. However Shouta hastened towards the battlefield to provide a discrete back up for fallen comrades. Slender figure approached the dark corridors of this large battlefield. Ebony flames laying witness to the evil side of war. Bodies upon bodies stacking up like fire wood amongst a abandoned fireplace. Fifteen meters there seemed to be survivors, a warrior drawing weapons of intense destruction. Steel blades that could bring out a warm liquid covered in red. Shouta kneeled, digits brushing against the cold dead surface known as the ground. Ebony flames looked amongst these two warriors whom were clearly edging inch by inch into the dark and deep abyss of death. The Aburame’s tender pink hued confinements parted, voice rising with intense incision. “You two, I’d have your names and allegiances” Shouta glared amongst the two while behind the white haired youth. “Death has clearly invoked wrath amongst this area but such brutish altercations can be halted now. Let us not spill more blood amongst the deep deadened sea.” Clearly these two warriors were amongst this grudge ending and death incitement. So common human courtesy seemed like a invitation that just never arrived for these warriors. Though while Shouta was knelt amongst the deadened abyss the Kumogakure no Sato emblem blared amongst the warriors slender waist. A belt laid to signify the Aburame’s allegiance. IS MY GREATEST ALLY WORD COUNT: 324 NOTES: OSHIZ TAG: SOUZEN AND RAMUI TEMPLATE MADE BY SATSUGI FOR PERSONAL USE

[souzen]

My attentions would soon turn from self pity to shocked awareness as I was approached by a survivor. The silver 'pon his brow bespoke his allegiance and with a sharp hiss and intake of breath i would withdraw a kunai from my side and make ready to defend myself.Had they come to finish me off in my weakened state? Knaves!

What do you think is going on? And I owe you no explanation...Kumo-scum!

Soon enough, however, another would approach. His bearing was confident and his step sure. But, the headband upon him spoke of his allegiance to Kumogakure. Two against one? Oh how the odds were looking against me. Yet, his words carried a tone of reason and sincerity. Perhaps he truly meant no harm and wanted no more blood shed. Or, this could be another trick, another deadly ploy employed by Kumogakure. For now, I would listen to see what they both had to say. For if this was some kind of coy trick, they would find I would not be found wanting.

[Ramui Tojo]

"Kumo-Scum? Do not test me in my home or I'll have your body vaporized and reduced to nothing, but rubble which you mud slingers so proudly claim. Impudent swine."

Ramui almost spit on the Shinobi before another arrived at the scene sporting the same headband and the same allegiance as he. He turned slowly with his hands still gripped tightly on his hooked swords ready to use his Raiton on the enemy shinobi. His speech was intricate and slightly powerful, but still against his beliefs as a Shinobi of Kumogakure. "Ramui Tojo, Genin, Shinobi of the same village as you.As you've see we've come upon an intruder who is not welcome."

Unless the new arrival was of a higher ranking than Ramui, the young Genin had no intention of following any of his suggestions or commands on the situations and his eyes glared back towards the rock Shinobi. Ramui's clothing was becoming more and more mangled and tathered standing in this desolate abyss with this type of Shinobi. He scoffed at the thought and ideals of Iwagakure.

"I bet your Nation had something to do with the massive change in landscape. Only you people would ruin such a people land such as ours. Rise and be vanquished."

[◤ velocissimo ⊿]

[atrb=width,440,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/PUaBD.png); border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #000000;][atrb=cellpadding, 12, true][atrb=style, border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #b64240] THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY Ebony flames looked amongst these warriors with no ill intent. Words of intense malevolence spewed out the woman’s mouth. What blind decisions, ill followings. Shouta looked among the woman still without any indecisive hatred. The Aburame ninja arriving in precision extent, able to back up a fellow comrade if such destructive actions called for it. Kumogakure no Sato Genin replying with slight words towards the white haired youth. “Aburame Shouta” Such hastened words exiting Shouta’s tender pink hued confinements. Ebony flames traveling upon the Iwagakure no Sato shinobi. The woman’s attitude was like a blinded uneducated dog that had its leash removed for several unintended seconds. Shouta loved knowledge, loved thinking for himself and always catechized assignments that Shouta was given. For a true ninja knows they are a weapon, but a weapon with a sense of honor and dignity. Pink hued tender confinements parting once more, position never changing. “Listen to yourself woman. You step amongst our land, breath are succulent air, destroy our pulchritudinous terrain and you have the ability to entitle us scum?” Shouta shaking such slender facial features with insurmountable disapproval. “I even offer you peace while my eyes lay witness to fallen brethren whom did nothing but protect our indigenous terrain and you still give me and Ramui the inscription of scum?” The Aburame warrior continued questioning this woman’s unexplainable logic. Clearly this woman had been the result to the ever going chaotic destruction that the world had known for years. “No woman, you’re mind has fallen into an imperceptible fissure that even I, Aburame Shouta may not emancipate.” The Kumogakure no Sato warrior had changed the tender position. Standing amongst the warriors own foundations, continuing to hopefully collect some sense of human equality. “Though I shall try. Tell me woman, do you caption the title scum to men or women whom die protecting the things, people and places they love? They hold in high regard? For you are amongst our domain, meaning you are the aggressor but yet you entitle the men and women whom died protecting our terrain as scum?” Shouta shook those tender facial features once more with a subtle no motion shake. “No woman, you are the scum for rushing to such a premise.” Anger never really graced Shouta tender and relaxed features but clearly the warrior was perturbed that one could entitle the dead whom died with honor as scum. “I will not become the aggressor in this altercation woman but if you rush my comrade, if you rush Ramui, I will be the first to invite you to the doorsteps of hell, this I swear.” IS MY GREATEST ALLY WORD COUNT: 436 NOTES: OSHIZ TAG: SOUZEN AND RAMUI TEMPLATE MADE BY SATSUGI FOR PERSONAL USE

[souzen]

Their words washed over me, falling 'pon deaf ears. Who were they to lecture me? To threaten me? To dare speak to me as equals? They were naught but the smallest of obstacles neath my tumultuous foot steps, mere "trash" shinobi. Yet, their was very little I could do now. My body was broken, my chakra low, and my mind still dazed with this destruction. I had to get out of this situation, and quickly lest I provoke them into attacking me. To the one who deigned me a "mud-slinger" I would merely offer a hate filled glance.

To the other I would let my azure glance fall upon him.

You speak as if Iwagakure is the sole aggressor? Was...Is this world not engulfed in war? How many times has Kumogakure set foot on foreign soil? How many times have you invaded my homeland? How many of my

[/u] comrades have you slain? Don't speak to me in such a lofty manner you hypocrite. Now unless you truly are scum and wish to slay an injured, almost defenseless women. I suggest you let me leave![/quote]

And with that, should they make no overtly threatening movements, I would take my leave. Heading towards the general direction of my homeland: Tsuchi No Kuni.

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[Ramui Tojo]

Though Ramui normally would've been quick to lace the intruder with more words of insults and more promises of violence he himself knew he wasn't in the best fighting shape and probably was being overzealous reacting off the adrenaline that was flowing through his body from barely being able to live and thus his actions were motivated by the testerone that followed. He offered not a single word and just returned the gaze of hate towards the Iwa Ninja and determined he would meet her again and make her pay for her Kumo-scum remark.

For now his Hazel eyes turned to that of his comrade, Shouta, who had surprised Ramui in actually defending him. Their ideals seemed just about as different as their heritage and the way they spoke, but he was an interesting fellow to say the least and his soul would not let his actions go without reward of some sort. "Thank you for offering your aid to your fellow nin. I know your nature is peaceful or it is right now and mine at the time is not, but I will return your trust and comradery by having your back as well, while we sort things out."

Ramui awaited for Shouta to respond to either him or the Iwa shinobi's remarks as he sat down tired and weary thinking about what he wanted to do now besides rebuild Kumogakure. Was Raikage a possible option or was he being to ambitious, he was sure there were plenty of others who wanted the title now.

[◤ velocissimo ⊿]

[atrb=width,440,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/PUaBD.png); border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #000000;][atrb=cellpadding, 12, true][atrb=style, border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 30px 30px 30px; border: 5px dotted #b64240] THE ENEMY OF MY ENEMY Clear obsidian oculars glanced at Ramui Tojo. “No need for a thank you my friend. You’re a comrade of mine and I’ll always gladly support a compatriot. Although it sounds as though my presence is needed elsewhere. Until next time Ramui.” Hastily once the words of Aburame Shouta finalized, the warrior embarked elsewhere. IS MY GREATEST ALLY WORD COUNT: 53 NOTES: EXIT! TAG: SOUZEN AND RAMUI TEMPLATE MADE BY SATSUGI FOR PERSONAL USE

[Mamushi]

Souzen - 10

Ramui - 10

Satsugai - 11