DEFEAT: Uchiha Sonzairyuu [M]

[Naitome]

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Little Rascal!
Rank: C.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: With age comes confidence, though sometimes it grows into an individual becoming extremely cocky. As well as difficult to manage, especially when this individual is a young Genin, age fifteen. With a few blood line techniques trained this kid has become rowdy and out of control, comparing himself to Kages. Beat him into submission.
Special Information: Repeatable. Any difficulty setting is allowed, as you will be the one(s) playing out the Genin as well. However, you are expected to make it believable—no one is invincible. There is a chance that you may be injured.
Reward: 50 EXP & 1000 Ryo.

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MALE
FIFTEEN
FIVE FEET, TEN INCHES
ONE HUNDRED, FIFTY NINE POUNDS
NINJUTSU PRIMARY
TAIJUTSU SECONDARY
GENJUTSU PRIMARY


KATANA x 1
SMOKE GRENADE X 15
GOURD [LARGE][FILLED W/OIL]

Sharingan
1st Tomoe
2nd Tomoe
Chakra Nature [ALL]
Clone Detection [ALL]
3rd Tomow
Technique Copy [CBA] Rank
Great Fireball Technique
Fire Clone Technique

<sub>The youth stood nonchalantly against a store-front wall, absentmindedly spinning a kunai around the index finger of his right hand. He looked bored and over-confident with the same glance. Naitome observed him from the roof of a nearby boutique, taking notes in the tiny booklet he kept within his kimono. After several minutes, he put the notepad away and peered over the edge of the building, looking down each side of the street for passerby. Though the boy seemed quite unimpressed and was by no means busy enough for a ninja of their village, he nevertheless was not a criminal, and didn't appear to be engaged in anything more boisterous than keeping his eyes open. That such a young man would compare himself to their kage...ridiculous.

Naitome saw two young men approach Sonzairyuu (whose name had been revealed when he first accepted the mission). They greeted the fledgling Uchiha with a certain degree of comraderie before launching into small-talk; simplified conversations regarding the weather and brief events around Sunagakure. Sonzairyuu responded with mock interest, before one of the arriving boys said something disturbing.

"So you really think you can kill the Kage?"

One of them asked Sonzairyuu, who pushed himself off of the wall and moved closer to the boy.

"Absolutely. He's a pushover, they all are. Even you two bastards."

Sonzairyuu answered, before two playful chops to the side of each boys neck showcased just how fast he was able to move. He pushed them jokingly before adding

"Let's leave. We've got alot to do before I head to the tower."

and turning to walk away, the two boys happy to follow in his pretentious wake. Naitome flew through the air, a burst of physical and spiritual energy pushing him violently from the boutique roof and disturbing a few of its simple red tiles with the force of his steps. In a flash and a puff of smoke, he was gone, only to reappear with impressive force, wrapped kunai withdrawn, blade held at Sonzairyuu's throat, Waking Dream held in his right hand and cresting against the edges of the other two boys throats, deeply into their skin, drawing a bit of blood. The group stopped moving and Naitome saw a brief hint of panic flash across Sonzairyuu's face, before it molded back into defiant boredom once again.

"I am Musouka, shinobi of Sunagakure No Sato. I have been ordered to remind you, Sonzairyuu Uchiha..."

"..of your place."</sub>

[Naitome]

"Gah!"

The two youth at Sonzairyuu's side scattered quickly, more afraid of the sudden interruption and theatricality of his entrance than of the small statured Naitome. Sonzairyuu looked down with contempt at his scattering comrades, and spoke with all the hatred he could muster.

"Stupid child. You think this is a game?"

"Let's play.

The youth's eyes spiraled away from their morose charcoal black; bloomed into a bright crimson with three black tomoe obscuring their depths, rotating with chakra. Knowing nothing of the Uchiha nor their kekkei genkai dojutsu, Naitome met the man's gaze with barely contained anger, taking in the full brunt of his opponents chakra. As their eyes locked, Naitome felt

...n e k o r b

While worlds burst and fires raged in his mind. The world had become a monotone gray expanse with Naitome at its center. The plane shifted and changed. He stood on a rock cliff that became an ocean and a wind storm and a demon from one second to the next. He looked around frantically, searching for Sonzairyuu, when he at last heard a voice boom out over the crazed landscape.

"You have never faced one who wields the Sharingan, I see."

Sonzairyuu said, as a chasm opened in the earth and Naitome fell and fell and

L
_A
__N
___D
____E
_____D.

but found little comfort in the dark. Instead, he found himself stranded and bound, chained to an over-sized dead tree, with Sonzairyuu approaching slowly, arms outstretched, holding a large kunai. In a heart beat, Sonzairyuu had closed the distance between them (impossibly fast), as it was now Naitome's turn to feel the cold of a blade pressed into his throat. He struggled against his restraints, allowed his body to pulsate with magnetic energies struggling to control the iron chains that captured him, but to no avail. Sonzairyuu closed the distance and

rings.

pressed the knife deeper into Naitome's skin as

RINGS. TWELVE KUNAI. KATANA.

his face grew colder and darker with each step, ensuring Naitome's early defeat. He plunged the knife deep into the Zantetsuken's neck,a killing blow. A splatter of blood hit the ground with a heavy wet slapping sound, echoing out into the air around them. Through eyes squinting in pain, Naitome could feel the ragged mess that was his throat leak essence all over the earth, while another strike from Sonzairyuu was set to end his life. Naitome braced himself for the pain and tried to extinguish the awkward insistent rambling of his mind, which repeated

rings,twelve kunai, katana, metal necklace,iron flower pot in front of the boutique, Taro's weapon booth

even though he didn't understand why.

The kunai plunged downwards, ready and capable of taking his life.