The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
Alright, I seriously want some ryo off of this fight. So place your Bets people! We will start at 100 ryo and it can go higher if people decides. We want a clean fight, not no Mayweather vs Ortiz type shit.
“An Uchiha? Heh, I dislike your kind, but for you I will make an exception.” He wasn't lying - Makoto greatly disliked the Uchiha clan, simply because they thought they were better than everyone else. But the honest reason, the real reason - was because of the Sharingan they were gifted with. A dojutsu that allowed them to see it all and copy mostly any ninjutsu. It truly was a gift by the Gods, a gift that this Kagehebi needed to have and he would have it very soon.
They pressed onward through the forest, soon reaching the gates of Hi no Kuni and suddenly the snake replied, “Makoto - Kagehebi Makoto, and don't you forget it. I will one day be something great.” Eyes of determination could be seen as he stated such. He meant his words and Genryu probably knew that, simply because of how Makoto was as a person; a go-getter. He just wasn't another Chuunin ninja that resided in the Land of Fire -
No, the snake was something greater than that, and soon the world would see. The gates were now in plain sight and eventually after a few minutes - the two would arrive. It felt good to be home, the air of country quickly entering his lungs and allowing him to feel refreshed. But suddenly the youth raised an eyebrow in interest - something had quickly come to mind and he needed to act upon it quickly. A slender arm raised up to tell his companion to halt, and words followed suit.
He tried his best to ask the question in a kind way, “Umm, you remember that 3k you promised that kid? Haha, you should loan it to me for awhile. Since we are buddies now, righhhhttttt?” The money was going to go into something great, something that would allow the Kagehebi to grow as a ninja and truly become even more powerful for his village. He truly prayed that his companion blessed him with the money that was needed.
Makoto hastily arrived miles away from the gates of the Stone Village, praying that his partner and him were not pursued. They had skillfully tricked some Iwagakure shinobi into giving them the location of the hidden village, and quickly decided to escape without paying him; they were truly some assholes. But it didn't cause Makoto to feel guilty one bit, in fact he was thrilled to know that the 27-year old Genin encouraged such actions. “Good shit, now I think we should get out of here, before he lies and send a shitload of Iwa shinobi after us.”
The kid that they betrayed would probably cause some drama, anyone would do that if they got tricked out of 3,000 ryo. And the kagehebi was right, they should get out of here before shit got a little too unstable for them. Chakra soon built up in the legs of the humanoid-snake and a simple push would make him vanish with the wind - the power of Shunshin was truly great. He continued to press forth through the rocky terrain, readying himself to get back to Hi no Kuni; his home.
During the journey, Makoto couldn't help but ponder on something. He felt that something was missing and he soon realized what it was - he had never asked the name of his companion. Actually, the two never knew the name of one another, which was quite odd. “Yo!” He stated as they pressed forth, his simple statement being stated with a sturdy tone, “You do know we never don't know each others name?” Honestly he didn't care if they knew each other's name, he just thought it was quite odd in his opinion.
But if it didn't bother the youth in the slightest way - then the kagehebi would simply shrug it off and proceed with their journey. He never had friends or a companion, so this wasn't something new to him, for the snake was accustomed to being alone all his life. No one was ever there for him, except his parents, but they were long gone now and he still till this day don't know how they disappeared.
The journey to the gates of the Stone Village was rather easy and less straining on the kagehebi's body. It seemed that the Genin truly made a smart decision, for if the two were to search for the village by themselves - it truly would have been a long process. “I must say, these gates are huge as fuck!” He stated, as he awaited for Genryu to catch up behind the two. "Okay, okay, you will get your money...”
"SIKE!” He quickly turned the other way, his back against the gates and with a simple push, via Shunshin - he was long gone. The Iwagakure ninja was truly an idiot if he thought that they were really going to pay. One should never trust foreigners, especially if Makoto was amongst them.
As Makoto ready himself to dash forward and strike - he was truly surprised by the unknown force that had prevented him from going forth. Eyes quickly darted to the source, which was to the left of him, revealing that it was no other than his companion. Words soon follow after, which caused the kagehebi to relax himself and stay calm, for now. “Whatever, get the fuck off me. Swear you the shit, fuckin Roushi ass.” He honestly was embarrassed, by the fact he was pulled back so easily -
But that feeling soon washed away, for things were about to get interesting. It seemed that Genryu was going to pay the Iwagakure shinobi three thousand ryo, just for the location of the village. And the Stone shinobi easily agreed, proving that he was rather an idiot at best. A true ninja that held regards for his/her homeland, would never give away the village location so easily, but maybe this guy was different - maybe ryo was more important than his village. Too be frank, Makoto didn't care -
In the end he was completing the mission, which meant a whole lot more to him. “What if this bitch tricks us? And we get ambushed?” He cooed softly to his teammate, hoping his words had reached him. A shinobi needed to be carefully, especially with foreigners who would want to rob you for your weaponry and ryo - two things Makoto would not easily give up. They needed to be on the defense at all times, without making seem like they were. But nonetheless, he followed suit.
Makoto quickly took the defensive as his fellow shinobi stopped his sentence to look east, causing the kagehebi to turn his body in the same direction. Luck must truly have been on their sides, because it seemed the intruder was no other than a Stone shinobi; what were the odds? Obviously high, simply for the fact that a living breeding ninja of the village they were searching for, was right before their eyes. “I'm going to show you how it's done bitch, cause your old ass probably can't keep up.”
A simple push of chakra to the legs, would allow him to be before the enemy; via Shunshin1. His movements swift, yet precise. “Y'know, today is going to be the last day you see daylight, just sayian bro. ” The Leaf shinobi did not fear for any sudden attack by the enemy - he was well prepared for that - his defense waiting to be tested2. But no mercy was truly shown in the battle, a quick jab motion3 allowed a single snake to exit the sleeves of the humanoid-snake. The single snake would quickly strike, aiming to bit the enemy in his neck - greatly allowing the black poison to seep through his veins, causing his entire body to be unresponsive; if the attack had connected.
The movements were done so quickly, without the need of seals, allowing an open chance of strike against the Iwagakure ninja. If the strike did not connect, then Makoto would be prepared to take matters to the next level; he was not one that set on failure. “Hey, pedophile - I think I have a youngin' you would like to rape!” He yelled cheerfully, his distance being ten meters apart from his comrade.
The white manned male's last comment had left Makoto rather mindfucked, for the kagehebi wasn't expecting such a comeback to surface. The statement was rather unpleasant, disgusting, and just plain wrong - leading to the shinobi to have multiple x-rated thoughts running through his mind. He didn't know whether to just runaway from the elder or to just keep his distance, but he did know one thing - if this man dared to try anything shady at all, things would become rather gruesome in an instant.
Needless to say, the two continued to hence forth on their journey to Tsuchi no Kuni. This was not an easy feat though, traveling all the way from Hi no Kuno to Tsuchi no Kuni, took the two a few amount of days actually. And having to sleep with one eye opened, praying that this pedophile would not tear another hole in your ass was rather mind-boggling. Makoto had spent days upon days - not getting any good sleep at all, due to the amount of crap that ran through his mind.
But though he had multiple sleepless nights, finally making it to Tsuchi no Kuni had made it all worth it. The country was everything that they had made it seem to be in the books, mass rocks, small rocks, and even more rocks that were shaped by mother earth. Auburn pools glowing with excitement, as they juggled to keep up with the many landscapes that was found in the land. “I must say, this is rather intense in a sense.” He muttered softly, trying to act as if being in the foreign land did not faze him in the slightest.
As they pressed forth down the rocky land, Makoto would raise his hand - indicating to halt. “Alright, since we're here - we need to and must find a way to get to the gates of the Hidden Stone Village. This will not be a easy task at all, due to the fact of having to climb all these mountains and searching aimlessly for the gates.” His tone was much more serious than ever, proving that he in fact was not kidding around and felt the two needed to plot together to find out what to do.
“Tsk,” the man's easy-going persona caused Makoto to feel rather uneasy, for he was not one who favored being ignored so simply. But instead of dwelling on the miniscule matter - he decided to focus on the main objective; the mission. He press forth down the stone road, whilst the two ninja began to conversant - so-to-speak. “27? Oh great, so you're a pedophile. Woopy~ and I'm old enough to be your nephew, thus meaning I'm 18. Doesn't mean I'm afraid to woop your ass, I hope you know.” He cooed back, a devious smirk soon forming as his lips curled.
Too be frank, he honestly just wanted to head to the land of Tsuchi no Kuni already, for he never been to another land before. And the fact that he was given the chance to, caused him to be in a rather good mood, showing no sign of control at all. This other bullshit, such as debating and arguing meant nothing to him truthfully. One would have to understand the life that this snake lived, to truly comprehend why he acts the way he do and why he is so hostile to others around him. He lacked the ability to forgive and trust -
An ability that one would need to truly be appreciated and recognized; the two things that Makoto craved the most. But how was someone like him, going to make it to the top? He neither knew or had a clue to do such, but rather on how to be hated on the most. Makoto's rash behavior had cause him to have many physical fights with others and even threats to come his way - due to his irresponsible ways. Though he wanted attention, the attention he was receiving was not what he had in mind.
[/center] Naturally, the snake would be ready to leave as soon as his companion arrived, but something had changed that instinct from kicking in. When the man compared the great Makoto to a padawan - shit just got real. Auburn eyes glared directly at the white maned shinobi, showing no signs of companionship or kindness; pure rage was lingering within the dark hued pools. And soon enough, foul language would begin to exert from his lips and attempt to anger the Genin, whom in fact looked like he was in his thirties - giving Makoto even more of a reason to disrespect the man.
“Listen here you fuckin' relic ass, Dumbledore looking ass ninja - don't you dare call me a padawan again, in your life. You understand that? Okay, Dumbledore?” He referred to the man as Dumbledore due to the white mane he possessed, but his words weren't meant to hurt the man's feelings, but rather put him in his place. The Kagehebi did not take kindly to foolish remarks and people comparing him to things that were inferior in the eyes of the shinobi world. And though, he blew off steam by throwing jabs to the Genin - he still felt like something was missing.
He began to ponder carefully, wondering how old this ninja really was. “Yo, how old are you?” He asked, his eyebrow raising in question. Makoto couldn't help but feel a distance between the two, and not emotionally wise, but rather in age difference - which eventually leads to the difference in morals. For some reason, elders felt that they were more experience than everyone else, due to the fact of them being in the world longer than most. But that law didn't matter to this shinobi, as long as he was Chuunin and the other was Genin - they were forever be deemed inferior to him.
Eyes began to fully study the man, while ears waited patiently to hear a response about the question of age. If he didn't answer, Makoto would automatically assume this man was truly a relic, but if he did answer - then it would prove he was a pretty decent age, nor a relic of myth. But there was a reason why his pools fully study the male, and the reason was to make sure he didn't react violently to the smart remarks made preivously. Certain ninjas could brush off a jab or two, while others would go into a full frenzy and ready themselves to dismember you. Nonetheless, Makoto was ready for any action that would hence forth. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify][/font]
Name: Village Location (Iwagakure) Rank: B Repeatable: Once Description: The Hokage requires information on the location of every shinobi village. Obective: Find and Map out the location of Iwagakure. Reward: 100 EXP and 2,500
It seemed that Makoto was assigned, yet again - another mission that he needed to complete. A mission was a specific objective that a shinobi needed to complete for his village, the more missions one has complete, the more respect and money the village earns. It's a huge system that honestly strained the mind of the Kagehebi. All he cared about was the exp ryo that he was earning from all of these missions; the more the merrier. And the more ryo he earned, the more it drew him closer to the weapon he wanted to retrieve - Twin Zaku, powerful air vents.
Weapons of destruction that could supply the shinobi greatly, but for now he just humbly continued with the multiple missions. He was standing a few meters away from the gates of Hi no Kuni, as he awaited for his shinobi companion to arrive. The two would be heading out to Tsuchi no Kuni to retrieve information about the location of the Village Hidden In Stone. A village that was known for their uses of the art of Doton.
Nonetheless, Makoto waited while stretching his arm back and forth to save him from boredom, “Where is this guy? Like fuck, I want to get on my way already, ninjas be lazy lately.” Cooing to himself, still waiting for something to happen or for someone to show up. But soon his mind drifted from his companion who was suppose to arrive, to something more serious and mind-boggling. What if they get attack by beasts or attacked by an army of ninjas? Rumors of a beast lurking outside the stone gates was passed around, soon finding its way to Makoto - causing him to truly ponder about the Stone Village.
The deed was done, death had come for the man that had betrayed the Hidden Leaf - bringing joy to the Snake. “Don't look so down Hokage, remember - this is what he wanted.” The Anbu ninjas in the room looked upon Makoto with disgust; many pondering on how he even became a ninja of the leaf, while others were trying to figure out what was wrong with him. Too be quite frank, he neither cared or bothered to care about what they thought about him, for they didn't understand anything about the Kagehebi.
Steps echoed through the halls of the building, as he found his way to the exit - praying that he would never be in a place like this again. But something was troubling him greatly, his eyes fueled with rage, yet with sadness at the same time. “That spineless Hokage, thinks he's great?” He paused, eyes lowering to the ground - “... maybe he is.” The thought of the Hokage being greater than him, honestly angered him greatly, but the Kage was right; Ryusuke is Hokage and Makoto is not.
Maybe that was how things were meant to be. But the feeling would not linger inside him for long, he quickly shook it off, ignoring the doubts that were in his mind and pressed forth. His movements were sluggish, dull and repetitive - as the thoughts found themselves back within his mind. Crawling and nibbling at his pride, causing him to hang his head in shame - his hair veiling his eyes as he did so.
What was this feeling? This feeling of aggravation, hate, and disgust - all of them being held within his heart. Ryusuke was actually making him feel lower than him, similar to how a pawn would feel to a king, a snake to a hawk, a lizard to dragon. This was completely bullshit, the snake shaking his head yet again to push the thoughts back to the depth of his complex mind, praying for them not to resurface again.
He held back his tongue for the first time in his life, for he didn't bother to encourage the foolish argument between him and the Hokage. It was clear as day that this man knew nothing of being a shinobi - a shinobi had to kill to reach their goal, to reach the top! But Ryusuke only spoke foolishness, chanting on about how killing was just showing the fact that ninjas were animals. The words echoing through the snake's eardrums and affecting his being, causing him to just hold his face in disgust.
“You must be joking - animals? How the hell did you become Hokage!? We must kill to fuckin' survive, to live another day and sleep another night. So what if Sunagakure attacked us!? What are you going to do, try to make peace!? You're oblivious to the fact we need to kill to survive! Ninjas are animals!” His words were cold - similar to his lifeless eyes; dull and cold, showing no emotions at all. It seemed that the two were obviously raised differently, Makoto raised to kill, while Ryusuke was raised to be noble in a sense. It was pathetic and low in the mind of Makoto -
The two were like water and oil, things that could and would never be able to mix or become one entity. But while these two were arguing about morals, the medics were trying to bring the man back to life - all their efforts proving to be futile. They soon gave up and placed the body in a bag, dragging it out of the torture room. One medic in particular walked over to the two (Makoto and Ryusuke) and stated softly, “He is dead, we tried our best, sorry Lord Hokage.” And then he was gone with the rest, dragging the lifeless body.
“Ahhhh, sweet justice has been served. Don't you agree, Hokage-sama~” Traces of mockery could be detected in the man's words - his facade soon being plastered with a devious smirk. The Kagehebi felt proud in what he had done and gracefully began to exit from the small room, laughing while exiting. His laugh was evil, dark, demonic so-to-speak and would send chills down the spine of any man who was spineless.
“Prove I can kill a defenseless man? You got it wrong Hokage, he needs to die! He betrayed our village and made us look like a fool! Death is the perfect punishment for scum like him!” He yelled back, walking closer to the Hokage so they were face to face. Auburn pools stared right into the eyes of the Kage, not fearing the abilities of the Sharingan in any way possible. Makoto was no pushover for anyone, no matter who the hell they were and if they had a problem with it, oh well.
“This is the real world lover-boy. People will die, friends, family, the people you love, and even the people in your village. This scum!” A single hand rose up, directing itself to the man who was on the verge of death, “He needs to die! And I will make sure he does! He betrayed us! He is no use and seems to be more pathetic than ever! Why can't you just accept that!?” Tension began to fill the atmosphere within the small compacted room, as the light-bulb swayed to-and-fro.
Makoto stood erect, making sure not to move from his current location. He was waiting, praying for a response from the Kage and as he waited, the man began to shake up even more. Eyes began to roll back and more vomit began to escape his lips - landing on the floor. It was gruesome; the man was trying to speak - his short cries for help could be heard. But Makoto was not fazed or moved by it at all, in fact it made him glad and proud to know he was getting rid of this scum.