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[circa]

Location: Northern Grass Country

The vast greenery of the Grass Country propagated as far as the eye could see. The beauty of the country contrasted with the people within it—or more so with its leader. In recent years, five of the biggest countries accumulated their own military force, mostly built of some of the most famous shinobi clans in the world. Smaller countries like the Grass Country wanted to do something similar, though not all of the clans within the country shared the same line of thought. Fortunately, there was one man—Higasa Inago, whose power reached far and wide within the country, and ensnared everyone as a means of protection for their country. If not united, surely their lands would be pillaged and taken from them. If they were to survive in these times they must acclimate to the new conditions of the world. They must think alike, they must move alike, and they must grow alike. Much like that of the vegetation of their country. The unity of the people to protect what was there was of the highest importance, and anyone who shared divisible thoughts were to be eliminated. With an iron fist Inago ruled the Grass Country for twenty years without any objections to his beliefs or power. This put an end to any in-fighting within the country and got all clans onboard with his line of thought, but whatever individual needs certain clans or people may have needed were left behind if it didn’t benefit the country in any way.

[KEITH]

The Grass Country, a perfect country under the rule of Higasa Inago, was slowly being split. Despite him going above and beyond to protect his country and serve his people, there were those who wanted to be weeds in his luscious garden. After the years, this resistance slowly grew from individuals selfishly acting for smaller factions in the country to making deals with other nations to start trade with countries that benefited few. Sure, most were caught and executed but a wave had already started.

Like a breeze that swept a delicate leaf, many continued to shift toward different beliefs and this caused the country to split. The foolish insurgents believe that Inago is only for himself and not for the people, but those in disbelief are merely lost. Or so I believed, and they needed to be brought back to the light to understand just how just and mighty our leader was.

Though it was known that I was all for Inago’s rule, I hadn’t known if any of my own comrades were truly for our country or for their selfish desires. I planned to weed out who I could as a great service to our leader and as a friend to my allies who may be tethering on the line of rebellion. I set out into the village to investigate and see who was really my friend.

[Bit]

“It’s been more than a month days.”

Words that fell deaf to any ears outside of his own, brushing through the country side looking ragged as ever the boy was tired. His body posture screamed exhaustion, while his eyes lacked any life at all. It had been months since he seen his family, in what seemed like a nightmare the boy was forced to flee from his family. The night his father told him to leave, his mother crying, and his sibling stoic Kuro barely had any will to live.

He wondered if they even looked for him… Or was his sister telling the truth from beginning. ‘Maybe they never wanted me from the beginning.’ The lad walked without much purpose, he felt like the world he once knew had all but been stolen from him without any chance of gaining any of it back. And at this point, stranded in the middle of nowhere. Did he want it back?

“Maybe I’ll just nap here.”

Overpowered by exhaustion the lad fell to ground, causing a small puff of smoke to float up from the ground. He lost consciousness falling flat on his face, his clothes were tattered and dirty from his travels. If anyone would pass by him, he would appear to be dead.

“oh well.”

++++PASSES OUT SLIGHTLY, NO FUFU SHIT BRAH DON’T PLAY WIT MY BOY OR NUN THAT++++ LMAO JKJK LES GET IT

[KEITH]

I, a shadow, combed through the traffic of the village, looking for anyone that I knew. Today Inago had been preparing for a large gathering to speak about the insurgents who opposed his rule; whom betrayed their country. It would be my job to discover who those people were and to make examples of before everyone. My focus would be obstructed by the sight of a trio of Iryou-nin carrying a boy toward the village’s hospital. 

Curious, I moved toward their direction to cut them off. They brought the boy in from the outside, as he wouldn't bear any of the typical clothing or colors commonplace in the village. Surely he still hailed from the country, but its in our nations best interest for me to check on him. He could have been a spy or anything, and I wouldn’t allow anything to get pass me without checking on it. 

I appeared before them, halting their advancement. “What’s going on here?” The Iryou-nin, standing in a triangular formation with the point facing me stopped, and unease oozed from them. “W-we found this boy outside of the village… he seemed in bad shape, so we brought him in. We… received word from others that came in from the gathering that they spotted something obscene on their travel here.” 

One of the Iryou-nin from the back had spoken up, but then the one in front joined in. “Uzui-san we searched him and he doesn’t seem to be dangerous… and we believe he is native to the country.” I stepped toward the boy they carried to get a better look of him as they talked. His appearance was unsightly, for sure. If one were to call him ugly, they would’ve described him in the politest way possible. I needed to hear the answers from the horses mouth, so my fist collided with his to wake him from his slumber.

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TAG(S): Bit

[Bit]

‘What the fuck.’ Eyes closed, he could hear people, a sound he’d almost forgot. there was beeping, he could tell he wasn’t laying in the middle of nowhere. Slowly opening his eyes, he could see a few shadowy figures standing above him, ‘where the hell.’ He thought Kuro couldn’t’ move much, it seemed has body had given out on him for the most part. It was a terrible scenario; he couldn’t imagine a worse way to wake up. Paranoid, he closed his eyes momentarily acting if he was still sleep while he listened to their conversations.

“…..”

As he felt his energy return, he opened his eyes and he could make out his surroundings to be a hospital of some sort. That put him at ease in some ways while he focused on being able to talk, despite the lack of energy.

“Water…. Could I get some water before I die.”

Without moving, he waited to gauge the temperature of the room, he needed to know if he was a prisoner or a refugee at this point to determine his next moves.

[KEITH]

The ugly duckling didn’t to wake and join us, though he had the boldness to ask for things. Perhaps the boy was oblivious to the situation he was in, nevertheless I couldn’t let it slide. “Water? Depending on your responses, you’ll be drinking water or your own blood.” I had to set the tone. To me, this had been a serious situation and I wouldn’t treat it as lightly as this stupid Iryou-nin who just do whatever they pleased. 

Could they have been a part of the defiance? Did they defy Inago’s will? I must figure that out shortly, but for now I only wanted the boy. “You can let the boy down and leave us. I’ll watch over him for here and if he needs medical attention, I’ll handle it.” My eyes shifted from the boys to the Iryou-nin who carried him. Their heads hung as they gently put him down so he could stand on his own feet. 

In a plume of smoke, the trio vanished from sight. The village had a lot of traffic coming into the village, so many that if I were to kill the boy right here in plain sight, no one would probably notice. It was loud, and with everyone shouting to guide the people toward the area they were to gather small things like my predicament were meaningless in the grand scheme. 

“Boy… where are you from? Who is your lord?” Normally a person would ask for a name, but that was the least important thing to me at the moment. I must protect my people and my land. Even a child could be a threat to some extent.

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TAG(S): Bit

[Bit]

Words, the man said a lot of words, to the lad most of it was fuzz, as he hadn’t fully gained conscious. ‘Did he say, drink my blood?’ his body tensed, he couldn’t hope not to feel the passive aggressiveness that filled the air. Inching back on the bed, he listened to all of the people leave the room. Coughing violently, Kuro couldn’t hold back a vicious cough that filled his chest as he tried to speak. 

“Sir, with all do respect, you can suck me.” 

His voice was crackling; it was weak, almost incomprehensible from the pure exhaustion. Kuro cleared his throat, he couldn’t believe the ordasity of this man talking about lords, and servants when he’s clearing dying. 

“Look, I’m out here dying, and you talking bout lords and shit. If I had a lord do you think I’d be out here practically dead in the middle of no where?”

Kuro would cough lightly. 

“If you not sharing water, then I guess you just brought me in here to die…”

The lad’s charcoal gaze would set still on the man.

“What a fitting way to die?” 

speaking sarcastically the lad wouldn’t allow his gaze to unlock from the man who stood over his bed. 

[KEITH]

Gazing upon the boy, I could only smile as he gave me the answer I searched for. He continued to speak and draw breath because I allowed it. At this very moment, I could consider the boy as good as dead. He apparently had no allegiance toward Inago nor to the Grass Country. An outsider by his own words. Impertinent? Yes, the best way to describe this waste of flesh before me. 

“Dying of dehydration is one of the more humane ways for you to go.” As I closed the bit of space between the boy and myself, then flicked my wrist and a kunai appeared within my grasp. Murderous intent seeped from every pore; kill the boy, save the Grass Country. That was my mission. In his current state he wouldn’t be able to cause too much of an annoyance, right? 

!!!

 
“What the fuck?!” An explosion erupted and as I looked to see where it came from, it was none other than the direction of Inago’s palace. “BOY!” I flung the kunai away and grabbed the boy by his skull. “What is the meaning of this?” With him captured, I vanished and reappeared upon a rooftop (brought Kuro with me). I stared in awe of the devastation of the area. 

I released the boy by throwing him to the ground and then kicking him in the gut. “Who did this? Who are you?” My heart raced as I worried about what might’ve happened to my lord. I couldn’t just rush to the scene, this boy could be connected, and I needed potential information from him. “Tell me who you are or your lifeless body hangs!”

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TAG(S): Bit