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.
Showtime. Given the information provided by Nami's eyes, I knew we were being watched like hawks. Regardless, for I had planned out a decoy worthy of an award, the bundle of useless cloth and tools tucked within my hands under the robes now becoming the main vector of my trickery. Quietly I turned to my friends, pulling out the bundle and treating it as if I was carrying a now-passed life. A single bow their way, I turned back and walked in the direction of the two entities in the forest, a somber expression worn the entire time as I walked with my hands and arms overstretched, gently holding the bundle. That's right, folks - I just turned this into a burial!
I'd stop my progress a few meters short of the hidden decoys, paying no mind to where they stood. Rather, I remained sad-looking, kneeling down onto the ground softly and being careful not to throw the bundle body too hard. With my gloved hands I began to tear away at the earth, sobs coming forth along with heaves as my "sadness" intensified. I would eventually dig up a small enough hole to where I could bury the bundle; once I did, I'd cover it up ever so softly, bow a few times, and begin my prayers.
"shamalamala...eiii yo! oh ooooooo oooooo oh!"
What a joke! And so I'd remain, at least, for now...
Once the climb had concluded, we've push forward quietly and softly, retaining the various elements of our established rolls while remaining alert as to what was going on. I had already gathered a wealth of information through my clone, and it seemed its defeat would not be necessary - yet. It seemed one final obstacle remained in the form of the hidden patrolmen, and while battle was an option, it certainly wasn't a favorable one. Quietly I'd let my hands prepare our distraction, softly gathering a few items while under the robe. I remained quiet as we progressed.
Considering the hidden nature of these entities, it would seem they were most likely simple patrolmen. In this case, it had become imperative and crucial that our little farce would pay off. Our roles would thus be finally judged, and by the looks of it, everything was working. In a few moments, I'd prepare to execute our distraction, eyes a'scarlet and active with chakra darted about, searching for more treachery as a bowed head did well to mask my over-sensory skill that was my bloodline limit - Sharingan. Ironically enough, in a sense, they too, like Kimi, would see a distant 'home' within Leaf...
The climb had been an easy one, each of the rough or smooth edges awaiting my hands providing adequate support for my attempts. Although my specialty was Ninjutsu and not Taijutsu, a combination of molded chakra at my appendages and an overall sense of basic physicality allowed me to scale the eighty meter wall without effort. As I arrived at the top, I would be greeted with a completely new scene. Sticking to my act, I brushed off my hands and readjusted the hood of my dirty robes so that it covered my head. My eyes remained crimson.
"Scene? Quiet. Nobody in sight..."
"...come on up."
In one simple, smooth move, I had whispered my directions towards my comrades across our private airwaves while readjusting my hood, making my communication look like nothing more than a traveler's whim at adjusting himself after a long, hard climb. Once everyone was up, I'd slowly begin to progress forward, my eyes once more slowly bouncing around the areas around us, eagerly searching for an answer. I was no more than as few feet ahead of the two. Nami's words, although initially unanswered, now received priority.
"Why is it so hot...?"
"...obviously because we're here!"
Once again I was feeling humorous. Laughing at my own lame joke, I kept moving on, alert as always...
The obstacle before us resembled my clone's expression, stone-faced, long and without emotion; it seemed progress would only come from an upwards progression. But what was up there...? Scarlet windows to the soul, with the aid of chakra, would aid our group in the search, piercing the many colors and fluids around us in order to ensure no trickery was about. Finally, when we were faced with yet another choice, I'd finally make my voice active, although in a tone meant for the ears of my partners only.
"Allow me, gents! If there's anything fishy up there, better me than one of you that bites it..."
"...anyways. Give me some climb time while you watch our flank - if everything's good, I'll radio you an O.K."
Considering my existence as a mere copy of my master, my demise was an acceptable loss in this exercise - especially if it meant ending this farce and finding Konohagakure. Upon the exclamation of the last word - it was a randomized statement I had no idea why I had said - I fist-pumped the air with my left while my right hand grabbed at my left's bicep; from there, knees bent and a furious expression worn, I was ready! Pure comedy of course, but in this moment of tenseness, I did my best to keep my 'mates loose but alert.
Now, to climb - all that awaits now is the reading of my dear Kimi's eyes...
I kept up with the pair before me, nodding quietly as the girlish voice did well to inform us of the imminent mass of soldiers coming forth from one direction. At this point, arguing directionality was moot; movement was all that matter, so on to the waterfall it was. Eyes crimson and empowered, I'd do my best to keep up, my guise well worn as we moved towards the direction of the waterworks.
Moving quietly, I made sure no one was behind us as we progressed.
OOC: Sorry guys, but I've been swamped IRL. Because I'm just a Kage Bunshin following you, feel free to skip/control my movement until something serious happens so I don't hold you back any longer!
Though still immature, the two tomoe that acted as fenotypes for the cursed blood that lingered within my veins were better than any naked eye, an as such, clone or not, the Uchiha would let his eyes grow crimson for a few mere moments, just when the female has activated her own family's doujutsu; should there be any traitorous tricks placed around up to a certain rank, at least I'd see through it. Regardless, the lack of public besides ourselves hinted we were arriving at our destination; the clone wondered how its master was faring thus far. A moment later, it would offer advice in a stoic tone, still as he barely existed a few feet behind them.
"Let's follow whatever has us the least blocked in..."
".. multiple escape routes is the best - Kimi baby, do you see anything suspicious...?"
The clone shifted is weight in place, his hand shifting under his dirty robes.
This is why I say, 'when I get back', oh fearless leader =P
Don't worry. We'll be bringing you back a king's ransom!
P.S. Team Faust is in effect OOCly as I've recruited 2 Genin already - I'll make them champs by the time the CE's roll around ^^ . Tenkai, I'd love to have you as our third. Once we get back, we can knock out all the IC intro's right away...sounds good?
The shadow of my crimson self followed along with my team mates, a few feet behind while saying. Quiet, he too had chosen a simple disguise; a cloak, that of a peasant. The hood hung over the clone's face, keeping but a few aspects of his lower face visible. Saying nothing, it continued a steady pace, while looking around calmly, no more than a few feet away from the two.
Striking the Kaguya would initiate the start of the unleashed chakra discharge, pure Raiton unleashed from my inner chakra core and onto the Chuunin. Achieving so many hits against Nami had made the feelings somewhat... expectant, which is most likely why I failed to do anything about his sudden retort. It seemed he had indeed had indeed grown wise to my doings, and while I remained drunk on the power of my chakra, he had evolved in intelligence. Astounding.
His parry was simple - rather than letting my lighting charged foot strike the back of his head, he would shield the are by creating several bone staves to protect it. Although they were not pointed the sharp way at me, they had wrapped around and cradled the impact, leaving only my residual lighting to affect him - had this been a real battle, I was sure the Chuunin would've impaled me then and there. However, because of the training occasion, I'd merely strike a harder surface than normal. Still, I could not resist the chance to discharge.
My chakra activated on command, and before I could think further, I was already sending every surge of energy I had onto the connection established. Although raw, it didn't take long to morph it into pure electricity. a sudden violent chirping produced as the lightning cackled across my armor and up and down my body. And although he had stopped the physicality of my blow, he could do nothing to bat down the incoming wave of shocking thunder that took him over. Training or not, I spared nothing; I wanted him to learn the pain behind his mistakes.
But it seems I acted too soon. While I had delivered my own version of retribution onto my victim, it seems he too had other plans. A punch unexpectedly was produce, one even I couldn't stop. As sch, while my keen eyes saw the incoming assault moments before it struck. Nami's physically, the results of his long hours spent honing his Taijutsu, made him superior in the category. I could do nothing to evade or stop him, so I simply did the next best thing - I made him pay some more. The lighting that unleashed onto him as he struck me was unlike any other he'd felt, and as my body flew back as a result of the force, I made sure the Kaguya knew not to taste my lighting again.
I shocked him with everything I had, and then I let go, momentarily slipping into darkness.
First things first, I'm gonna be shooting for Shinobi-Gashira when I get back. My biggest proposal will be the creation of many genin teams. Considering we have enough of all ranks, why not start making pure-genin teams with Jounin leaders?
On top of this, considering the increased hostily of the shinobi world, I suggest we have our Chuunin in charge of patrolling the borders at all time. Although not the strongest, the are stronger than most, and can most likely keep the village safe, especially from those searching for our location.
Their inquisitive natures forced an internal chuckle, though I supposed it was unavoidable - they were no fools, and I had no explicit mission papers as to what I was ordering them to do. In fact, we were not supposed to be in Hi no Kuni at all. However, unlike my other village comrades, I would not sit idly while a war broke our world and foreigners told us what to do. The Samurai were no one's boss. Kumo was alone and eternal. If our new Kage couldn't enforce that, then I will.
"Yes and no..."
"Kumo doesn't know about what I'm doing - yet..."
As the last words slithered out of my mouth, my hands danced once more. This time however, only a single seal was produced - the cross. And then in an instant he came, yet another copy of myself. But unlike the elemental clones around them, this one was different - the others took a step or two back as they recognized a superior. It was the fabled Kage Bunshin, the only true carbon copy of a shinobi. Though singular, his intentions were simple. He remained silent as I spoke, though made his way over to their side.
"This is for the good of our home. Besides, the reason why I stressed we can't be spotted is because of what you guys just mentioned..."
"Regardless. My shadow clone will accompany you. Should you need to contact me right away, give him the message and he'll take care of it - but only do so in desperation."
I was ready to move now. Though tired from the battle and the jutsu usage, I'd use the guards as sentries for rest. I too had a difficult task ahead of me, one that would require all my strength. As we moved out, the clones would continue to carry around the body, though by now, all important information such as ID had been assimilated. At this point, all that remained on the Sand shinobi was his underwear and the gashes left on his body from my claws. Fitting.
"As for me? I too will search, but elsewhere."
"Synchronize your radios. Mark your findings on a map, and we're you're done, return here..."
"...oh, and if you're somehow spotted and have to fight, do it right."
Before leaving the scenee, I'd point at the expired Suna nin. They knew what I meant, for we could not afford our preseence discovered. In my eyes, better dead than talking - thus was the Kumo way.
Though the shades of the night intensified towards monochrome as daylight left us, I'd have to be a fool not to take note at the sudden attitude change my Hyuuga comrade underwent. Though she was never one to be overly happy, neither was she overly sad; rather, it was her stoic demeanor that had become commonplace, and now, as she delved within the realm of negativity, I began to take note of the change. Had it something to do with Sand...? No. I read her dossier, it mentioned nothing of Suna in her past. Then...?
Of course...you fool!
Though somewhat embarrassed a being of intellectual calibers such as myself did not arrive at this conclusion earlier, I managed to hide the shame well - it was not Suna that poisoned her memories, but Konoha. I did not turn red, nor did I turn away. I simply turned my head briefly towards the directions my clones mentioned, my head shaking, letting my chakra-enhanced vision wander off to where movement emerged. It was none other than Nami, arriving just in time to join the crucial meeting, as well as giving me the perfect distraction - I reveled in it, but only briefly. Before the Kaguya arrived, I'd let off a murmur.
"Fufufu, I like your spirit!"
"...though not so much where it came from. Do no worry - Konoha's time will eventually come."
I'd nod to the Kaguya as he arrived, and knowing no one else was missing, would proceed with the meeting. My hands revealed a few items that would be shown to the two, including the deceased Suna nin's identification, a World Map, and a single radio. The radio would go to the Kaguya's hands, while the map arrived at the Hyuuga's.
"Welcome Nami. As I briefed Kimi, it seems the Fire country is hosting more than just Leaf ninja..."
"At this point, Kumo's presence is meant to be ghostly. We are to move through unnoticed, with only one thing in mind - the location of the Leaf Village gates."
My speech took a brief break in order to let the information seek in.