Crushing the Opposition [Nuke Mission]

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- Crushing the opposition
Client's Name: Jugguro
Client's Occupation: Criminal
Mission Rank: C
Payment for completion: 1,000 Ryo and 50exp
Mission Subject: Jugguro leader of the up and coming criminal group the the Stone Crows is looking for someone to clear his opposition the Red Vipers from Blast City. Get the Vipers to disband, leave or join the Stone Crows. The leader Kazu must be killed.
Special Requests: None.
Notes: None.

Private.

Blast City was like many others in most aspects, it had it's nice nice and it's bad, it had it's rich and poor and like other cities one could sense turmoil in the air as the morality of the city was battled for everyday by all who lived within it's limits. Kurutteru of course was a love of anarchy and she had chosen quite nobley in helping those of a darker alignment in order to pull the city down into chaos and criminality. And so she made her way toward the den of the Stone Crows, she had been given information that the leader of the gang had a job which needed to be done and would pay handsomely.

Kuru trudged through the poorly kept streets in an area of Blast City notorious for criminal activity, the people here were shady looking and generally poor, there were no children, the women looked mostly to be whores, their flesh revealed in an attempt to attract customers. Kuru ignored their gazes and bodies, she was not interested in such trash, picking up her pace she rounded the corner and spotted in the distance a large two story structure. A large crudely designed sign was placed in the center of the building, it read The Reavers Roost, a fitting name for an establishment located in such an area.

Skipping along the street looking quite out of place, Kuru bounced up the few steps which led to the entrance, the whole building looked in need of dire decoration. A woman's touch was needed thought Kuru as she pushed open the large wooden door, a wave of heat greeted her emanating from a large and plain fireplace. The smell of food and drink was thick, along with the smell of unwashed bodies. Kuru traipsed across the room moving carefully past serving girls and patrons, she was gifted with a number of looks and leers. There were none however which appeared to be of any threat, Kuru was a kunoichi and these looked to be unkempt, uneducated thugs. No contest. Stopping at the bar and moving in to a free space Kuru got the mans attention with a wave and asked him in a business like manner.

"Where's Jugguro? he's got a job for me"

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The barman a portly fellow who looked to be in his mid forties looked at Kuru as if she was mad, his jowls wobbled as he scratched at his unshaven chin, Kuru noticed his fingers were stained a pale yellow, a heavy smoker this one. She would be surprised if he made it past his fifties, of course if he did not direct her to Jugguro then he would live much shorter than that anyway. Staring at him with a gaze of growing impatience Kuru brought forth with her stare a sinister feeling of malice and after a few moments of this the barkeep had had his fill and grumbling looked away before pointing to a door on the far left hand side of the room.

"Knock three times if yer gonna enter missy"

Fighting the urge not to leap over the counter and cut the fat barkeep up into little pieces Kuru gave the man a chilling glare before turning and heading over to the door, once again she was careful of the wandering serving girl and the drunken patrons. Reaching the door she saw there was a sign upon it simply saying private. Raising an eyebrow she knocked thrice before swiftly opening it and stepping inside. Her entrance was met by the sound of chairs being pushed back as thuggish looking men stood up drawing weapons and glaring at her intently.

"Oh so this is where the party is at eh?"

Moving further into the room one man, gaunt looking with cold eyes raised his hand a signal to his men to settle down. Kuru smiled innocently at him before turning her gaze to the others and finally to look upon the room itself. The room was a stark contrast to the rest of the establishment, here it was cleaner, the furniture was of the grade one would find in a lesser nobles house. Most of the men here were dressed in rough clothing, a few wore finer garments, the higher ups no doubt. There was a table of ten chairs, four along each side and one at either end, only nine people were seated and so Kuru moved along to the spare chair and hopping into sat with her hands behind her head and her legs resting upon the table.

"Kid, who are you? this is a place of business not a playground."

Kuru let silence fall from her moment, just to create some tension, she enjoyed theatrics greatly and the looks of confusion upon many of the faces before her were greatly amusing. Finally with a sigh and a feigned look of irritation she removed her legs from the table and sat formally hands together in front of her. she donned a very serious manner and spoke in a methodical and cold voice.

"I am Kurutteru Akegarasu, former Kusagakure shinobi, i'm here to take that job you need doing, that is if you want the Red Vipers eliminated?"

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The surrounding criminals seemed to take in the information that Kuru gave them very slowly, some seemed to express doubts others gained a worried expression, shinobi were generally sent to dispatch scum such as this and here was one right in their midst. Their leader however was expressionless but his eyes showed he was thinking over what she had said again in detail. Kuru and the others waited for his response, the smallest of smiles sprouted from the corner of hsi mouth only lasting a moment.

"A shinobi, so young and such a deceptive visage. Very well then, go and destroy the Red Vipers, you'll receive payment when your done"

As the leader of the Crows spoke the others turned their heads to him, his word was obviously law. When he had finished their heads turned in unison back to look at her, there were a number of narrowed eyes and looks of doubt. Their leader sat perfectly still yes intent on the girl who had revealed herself a shinobi. Giving the smallest of nods Kuru stood from her seat, looking about the table once more she turned to leave.

"Until later then gentlemen"

Opening and closing the door once more Kuru shifted through the bar once more, this time she did not care to be careful shoving aside two waitress' and a leering drunkard she stormed from the bar her mind focused on her task. There would be blood to come, and afterward she would be paid for spilling it. Was there anything sweeter? Kuru first had to locate the leader of the Red Vipers. There known territory was the adjacent sector however, with a little luck the search would not take too long.

Moving through the street swiftly Kurutteru made her way up the side of a large building, she would scout out the Vipers from the rooftops, the gang was known to bear red snake tattoo's on their skin. All she needed to do was find a couple baby snakes, catch em and make them squeal. From there getting to the boss viper shouldn't prove too hard. And so she began her search using her tracker to look closely upon those that roamed and loitered about the shady streets. After an hour of searching she spotted what she was looking for.

'Bingo'

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Private.

Kurutteru had spied a pair of red viper grunts throwing their weight around acting like big shots. It was pathetic and Kuru spat upon tge ground from distaste, such weaklings should not think so highly of themselves. The pair were similar in looks both big and bulky with long sand coloured hair. They were obviously related, which was was good. Stalking them from the rooftops with a predatory smile upon her face Kuru knew first hand that threatening family more often than not was the most successful way to get information. So it was with an acrobatic leap she would dive like a bird of prey, her aim was for the brother on the left. Landing with thud on the brothers shoulders despite her light weight the force of the fall was enough to cause the brother to crumple under her

"Oops, I must watch where I'm falling"

Kuru said giggling like a schoolgirl, the other brother had moved backward, his mouth hung open in shock as he stared at the girl who sat crouching on the form of his brother who was moaning in obvious pain. Before he could react the girl brought up a hidden wristblade and he watched in horror as she lifted his brothers head and held the blades edge to his brothers throat. Kuru licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come, she could already see the blood pour forth from the fools throat, still she had to get what she needed first.

"Alright fatty listen up, I really need to know where Kazu is. I mean I've got dinner plans tonight and I have to kill him and his cronies, send one to Jashin, wash the blood out, pick up my payment and find something suitable to wear for dinner. So the sooner you tell me the sooner this ends and I can go about my business and you can too, which by the look of things involves stuffing your face."

Kuru said in a casual business like manner, she left the part out of course where his brother would die either way. He didn't need to know that just yet. Kuru didn't have to wait long before the fat whelp overcame his shock and began to describe in great detail where Kazu would be and when. When he was done Kuru stared at him for a short while longer, only because she enjoyed how he squirmed under her predatory gaze. Then suddenly with a wink she pulled the blade across the neck of his brother and laughed as the fat fool screamed for his dying kins life. Kuru left the man still screaming and crying in grief, her destination now known she lazily wiped the blood from her wristblade. There was not an ounce of remorse in her, there never was.

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Kazu's den was carefully hidden, a run down warehouse nestled amongst a maze of narrow alleys and surrounded by similar nondescript buildings. There was only one visible entrance, a pair of old large wooden doors, Kuru got the feeling they were reinforced on the inside. The young psychotic kunoichi had been studying the den for some time now. She sat casually atop the roof of the building opposite, legs dangling over the edge kicking back and forth. The building was two storeys taller and even more run down than the rest of them, almost as unstable as the girl who sat atop it. So far all Kuru had seen was some rather dubious looking gentleman and his servant. Odd that such a person would come to this part of the city and to Kazu's building, then again even the rich had their vices, and debts.

Kuru sighed deeply, boredom had settled in and for an individual such as Kurutteru bordeom was a tough obstacle to tackle. Reaching for another sour fizzy sweet in her pocket she found to her dissapointment it was empty. About her lay a couple dozen sweet wrappers, yet she had brought to little to appease her notorious sweet tooth. Growling in annoyance she began to play with her Kris dagger, the serrated blade glinted as it caught the evening rays of the sun. Looking to the horizon Kuru judged there was but an hour of light left, the sun was sinking to make room for the moon and stars, Kazu would be leaving shortly. The door to the den swung open with a noisy creak and out of it came a guard escort and a rather dapper looking old man.

"My such a punctual old geezer"

Kuru called out in a mocking voice, the old man lifted his gaze upward, he lent slightly upon a cane, his right hand gripped it more firmly as she called out. Kazu's gaze was cold, calculating and piercing. He had deep blue eyes. For a man of who was supposedly in his late fourties he looked good, he had a lean build and his smartly cut short blonde hair had yet began to grey. Kuru knew his type instantly, she had known many such characters, cunning and clever. They were subtle rather than brash, and more often than not had great patient, patient hunters often gotvthe prey, impatient ones struck too soon missed and lost, Kazu was not one to lose. It was no wonder he had become so powerful in the criminal underworld, one had to simply look at his escort and the other fools Kuru had seen. Too brash, too eager and too enthralled with themselves.

Dropping from the roof to a building lower down and then the ground, Kuru landed elegantly barely making a thud. Her black cloak hid her hands and form from the men and most of her face was shadowed. The youngest of the escort moved forward barring Kuru's was to Kazu. The two men had katana at their sides, they hurled threats to Kuru, their voices mocking. Kuru did not listen, she paid small heed to corpses, they didn't know it but they were dead already. Holding her arm out Kuru smirked and lifted her middle finger at the pair before motioning them to attack her. Young, proud and foolish they fell for ger bait, they were quick however and moved in unison.

'Ah, the first taste of blood'

The pairs plan was plain to see as they moved each to one side, they were aiming to flank and strike simultaneously. Fools, they were fighting a shinobi and although fast they were no match for a shinobi's speed. Kuru waited gor the key moment, as they closed in she moved. Her right arm snapped forth, hand hurling her Kris dagger at the fool on the right, it caught him unawares and he let out a yelp of surprise and pain as he fell forward to the ground dagger embedded in his chest.

The fool on the left would turn his attention to his partner for one second, a grave error. Kuru was upon him in that instant her wristblade springing forth. He blocked just about and the two danced together sending sparks and the sound of blade against blade ringing through thr alley. Kuru blocked a hurried swing and drove her shoulder into the young man knocking him backward and causing his guard to fumble, sensing it was time to strike she pivoted toward his flank and brought her arm about. Her wristblade drove into the side of the mans neck killing him almost instantly. Kuru stepped back as he landed with a thud, the face if Kazu as impassive as it was before, his remaining two guards had a hostile but weary look in their eyes, these two would prove a tougher battle.

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Kurutteru stood quite still, the tension in the air was thick, blood would be spilt. Kazu however was not still naive in the nature off his attacker. As his two remaining guards moved forward to stand either side of him kazu spoke. His voice was that of a weary man.

I'll pay you thrice what you've been offered"

Kuru feigned being in deep thought for awhile before slowly she began to smirk, and then to smile. She was not someone who could be brought, someone who could be bargained with or reasoned with. She was a wanderer, one who fed off of the pain of others and relished in the anarchy of the less pleasant places of the world. Like the demon she had been likened to she bared her teeth wnd raised her wristnblade

"No, you will die now. And your men, and most likely I will hunt your family down so they may join you. Then again from what I hear you'll be going to hell, so I guedd you can wait for me instead"

With that Kuru would charge forth toward her target and his guards, she would roll under the sweeping blow of the first only to face the quick reactions of the other. The loud clash of metal upon metal rang out, Kuru parried two rapid blows before flipping over her assailant toward Kazu. Narrowly avoiding the attack of the guard she had slipped past the kunoichi strung together a quick set of seals before releasing a scorching blast of fire from her mouth. The helpless guard below her was burnt to ashes, his screams of agony rang loudly in the young girls ears before dying out along with the mans life. With one more guard down Kuru looked for Kazu who in the commotion had snuck back behind his final guard.

Kazu looked at last a little worried, but not enough for Kuru's wanting. Unleashing a feral screech the psychotic young girl charged at the final guard who returned the screech with his own deep war cry. A blaze of sparks flew as the blades of both opponents met again and again. The man was strong indeed but Kurutteru was far swifter, her graceful and quick slashes more and more found there mark. Soon the man was covered in minor cuts, his arms were red with blood but he struck out with a sly kick that caught the girl in surprise and stung her leg something fierce. With her anger rising Kurus attacks grew in speed and boldness, her lust for blood fueling her strength it was too kuch for the guard whose head was taken from his shoulders before he could make a sound.

Closing her eyes momentarily and moaning slightly from the sheer pleasure of the kill Kuru relaxed. Kazus cool demeanor broke and he fell on his behind, red faced, sweating and stammering. Nobody came to help him, nobody dared. The death of Kazu would become a popular and gruesome tale, for Kurutteru had not been quick, a follower of Jashin she had ritually sacrificed Kazu, his lifes blood was drained slowly, the symbol of jashin was drawn around him in his own blood. He sat there for some time, a bloodless husk, the dead prey of the crow queen, Akegarasu Kurrutteru.

Kuru took the head after her ritual, its blood drained form pleased her client. After returning back to the stone crows she took her payment and left swiftly. There was a favourable wind on the road, it was time to wander the land again.

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[Messatsu!]

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+50 / 1000 Ryo for mission