Boy'z in da hood! [M](Kira's title, not mine)

[Takeshi]

Boy'z in da hood!

Client's Name: Jo Jonin
Client's Occupation: Shinobi
Mission Rank: C
Payment for completion: 1,000 Ryo + 50 EXP
Mission Subject: A group of would be teenage gangsters has been plaguing the poorer districts of Blast City, hustling down on their luck folk out of what little money they have. Go and give them a dose of Iwa justice and hand them over to the city's authorities.
Special Requests: This may be done solo or in teams.
Notes: If death or property damage is committed you can either be fined Ryo or fail the mission.

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Moving along.

I had no wish to tarry in the village. I was beyond angry; I was FUMING with rage. I was mudhole-stomping, Jaw-breaking, bust-your-fucking-face-in-with-a-side-of-fuck-you-asshole mad. And thanks to my "master", who would feel my rage the moment I met him again, I had someone to take it out on. I remembered the scroll he had showed me, and I grinned evily. There were some punk kids who needed a lesson in how to behave, and I would give it to them. I would break them utterly, and completely, and hand over whatever remained to the law enforcement officers, ONLY because it was a stipulation of the mission. But when I was done, they would be well beyond any help. I would treat them mercilessly. I would utterly rip from them any hope of happiness or joy in life. I would give them a hell that they would never escape from, not for one moment in their waking lives...

But for now... travel.

I gritted my teeth, imagining the mutilation I would visit upon them, and sadistically plotting as to how best to render them useless. The air was arid and brisk, and the sun was high, but not hot. There was a bit of a breeze, but it was mostly pallid; Hoever, there was tension in the air. I looked up, and saw storm clouds on the far horizon over the mountains... It was brooding, like myself; a storm beneath the surface, ready to change at any moment... But for now? Calm. At ease. Brooding. Biding its time until the opportunity presented itself... then... BOOM! And I could hear the thunderclaps already, even though the storm was sure to be hours off yet, with what little breeze the wind offered. But I would be there when the heavens unleashed their might, and I would smile at the chance to join them in their perfect rage. Those boys had no idea what was coming for them, and with every footstep in that dusty earth, I was one step closer to their undoing.

I reveled in the feeling as I padded along. They would know endless suffering, and best of all, I was getting paid to render it unto them. Life couldn't get better than that for me, and with a grin, I struck up a merry tune, and continued on my way.

"Oh boooooooysssssss... I'm coming for youuuuuuuuu..."

[Takeshi]

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Travelling...

The sun bore down on me somewhat roughly on the dirt trail,and it was starting to break my concentration, and my fury. I was focused on hunting down the boys, but it has to be said that such thoughts, while wonderfully entertaining, are only entertaining for so long. After all, one can only imagine mutilating a person in so many different ways before the idea becomes boring. Presently, I'd just imagined magnifying my hand and sqishing one of their bodies until the head popped off from the sudden increase of blood pressure to the head... It was among my favourite fantasies for killing people, and I quite wanted to try it on my supposed "Master", but until we met again, it would just be something I'd have to dream about. As of currently, I was running out of interesting things to think about, and the road still stretched out quite a ways beyond me. I looked back over my shoulder, and could no longer see the entrance to the village, but that meant nothing. There were many miles between the village and the Capital city.

I heaved a sigh, and tried to think of something interesting. There was always the plot to take over the world, but that seemed stale and uninteresting. For now, I supposed all I could do was put my mind towards arriving at the capital city. I wiped the sweat from my brow, and reached into the folds of my shirt to pull out a wallet. The wallet was made of aluminium, and was built to keep chocolate inside. It was insulating, and kept the precious bars from melting. I smiled in glee as I opened it and took out my favourite, a bar of pure, rich cocoa and milk, blended with sugar. I opened the wrapper and savoured the smell, before devouring it whole. The design of the wallet ensured the bar was kept at the ideal temperature, and it melted on my tongue perfectly; the rich, buttery chocolate flavour exploding on my tastebuds. I almost giggled at the guilty pleasure, swallowing the melted candy and feeling a rush of energy. I put the wallet back under my shirt and secured it, then grinned widely.

I brought my hands together as I realized how I could speed up my journey to the capital. I felt my legs swell as a cloud of smoke surrounded them, and I shot into the air. I took off jogging down the path, covering five times the distance I would have if I'd been going at the same pace at normal size. It was a wonderful revelation. So long as I didn't need to be sneaky, I could use this means of travel from now on, and cover the same distance in a fraction of the time. The sun was hot, and I was sweaty still, but none of that seemed to matter as much anymore, now that I was getting closer to the capital with rapid speed. If I had been able to expand my whole body, I would have done cartwheels for joy at the knowledge I discovered. All I could think of was how much hell and havoc I would wreak. I belted out a few notes even, as happy as I was.

"LOOK OUT, PEOPLE... HERE I COOOOOOOOME!"


Today... would be a fun day.

[Estilo]

Moved to Blast City!!

[Takeshi]

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Star of the show.

At the pace I tavelled, it wasn't long at all before I'd finally arrived in the Blast City. The sun was starting to arc across the western skies, which meant that the afternoon was well underway, but I had plenty of time. After all, I was only on the hunt for some miscreants who were hassling the local populace. I shrugged my shoulders and took a look around the city I had come to know fairly well as a youth. I had spent many days here, travelling in and out of local shops, looking in awe at the wares they had for sale. Those were the days before I was a Shinobi. The days before I took up the mantle of my power. And now, I was far stronger than most average men. And these punks were nothing but teenagers, trying to make money off the poor unfortunates. They were so smalltime that it was pathetic. They would never know power like I would. They would only know fear of their superiors. And even though I wasn't able to outwardly harm these puny children as per the missions details, I took solace in the fact that one day I would have the power to utterly destroy them without fear of recompence.

I knew the city now like the back of my hand, having spent so much time here, so it wasn't odd that I knew what places to look for the supposed "criminals". I leapt from rooftop to rooftop, scouting out the slums as it were. The sun was slowly falling, at at this rate, I knew it wouldn't be long before the fools made their move, and came out into the open. It was simply a matter of time before they came out to play. And when they did, I would play with them, alright. I would leave them just alive enough to remember to fear me. With that I smiled, and continued my ariel search pattern, looking down cluttered alleyways and dark side-streets for the perpetrators of the petty crime. If I hadn't needed the money, I probably wouldn't have bothered with them, but I couldn't climb the ranks of the shinobi ladder without missions under my belt, and this let me squash out my competition, as it were.

I was right about them, for as the sun started to reach the horizon, the sky turning into a pinkish-yellow haze, I saw a group of eight thugs come wandering down an alley towards a frail looking old man. Of course, six of them were holding blunt weapons. Sticks, pipes, bats, what have you. I smiled, uncaring of the fact. They were in for a surprise. They started calling out to the man, and even from the distance I was in the air, I could tell he was afraid. He backed away from the boys, and they began to pursue him more agressively. One of the knuckle-draggers was even beating his pipe off the wall. It was at that moment I decided to intervene, my hands widening as I leapt from the roof and into the alleyway. My hands helped slow my descent, holding onto the adjoining roofs and letting me shift my momentum as I landed. I slammed them palms first on the ground as I hit, sending a loud clap of air and dust around as I stood to face the boys, grinning hungrily at the looks of fear on their faces.

"What a nice evening.Don't you agree? In fact, it's the perfect evening to teach eight little punks why they aren't good enough to be criminals."

[Takeshi]

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End of the road

Sadly, as I spoke, I was cut off. We all were, for the invading forces of Mizu no Kuni had arrived in force. Such was their awe and might that I stood, astounded, while they ravaged the buildings and destroyed the city. I was almost giddy, until I felt the edge of a kunai perforate the skin of my neck, stabbing into my spine. My headband had betrayed my intentions... I had been slaughtered before I even had a chance to voice my joy at the destruction of the world as I knew it.

Everything began to fade to darkness, as blood poured from my wound, my body numb and unresponsive below my shoulders... I muttered but a single word as I slumped over, the cold feeling of death encroaching on me...

"Glorious..."

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