Kitamori Calls for Aid: Rogue Shinobi Encountered

Konohagakure has been contacted with a request for Aid from a medium sized Town in The Land of Fire, the Town has been over run and taken over by Bandits and Rogue Shinobi, all the Towns people have either been killed or taken hostage, it is unknown how they got a distress call out. As one of the few Squads avaliable to be deployed this Mission will be yours, go there and make sure those people are safe.
 
B - Rank Mission
 
 Squad 1: Misaki Hyuga
       Grey Shirogane
         Miyuki Hyuga
        Daisuke Senju
 
Kitamori Calls for Aid.
 
Misaki: -It was 5:16pm when Misaki was summoned to the ANBU Headquarters and the Village of Konoha was beginning to settle down, the Villagers unaware of the things going on in The Land of Fire, only vaguely aware of the goings on in their own Village. The Village hidden in the Leaves was cool this evening and thick grey clouds hung over head threatening Rain and possibly a storm, the wind had picked up from Noon onward and now things were looking quite grim. The Red headed Kunoichi had planned on having some of her favorite Ramen and then potentially napping while she had the chance, Training had been brutal the last few days and the heat of the sun seemed to make her bones ache even more, she was happy when she sensed rain once again. It was as if the weather itself was reflecting the grim news that Misaki hadn't been expecting, currently it even reflected her mood, she nodded several times as she was spoken to before leaving without a word. It appeared a Mission had arisen for herself and Squad 1 and she was not sure how each of her pupils would handle it, they would be in the heart of fighting and possibly horrors that these young Genin had never even imagined, they were literally throwing them in the deep end and it made Misaki slightly uncomfortable. Upon being summoned she had gathered her things and clothed herself before appearing unobtrusively in the homes of each of her Genin and swiftly throwing Kunai with notes attached to each bedroom door, loud enough to be heard from anywhere in the house, she was not seen whilst doing so, the notes read as follows: "Gather your things and meet at the Villages Main Gate, you have 10 Minutes, do not be late", the note was not signed. Once this was done Misaki herself appeared at the Main Gate, the Guard's gave her several nods as the wind picked up around them and several drops of rain hit the dirt at her feet, it was a horrible night for a Mission. Misaki had on her usual attire, in addition to it she wore her ANBU mask, it would hide her Byakugan from enemies and thus give them an advantage, something only she could do due to her red hair. She waited patiently in the cold unmoving and serious for her Genin to arrive with haste. Their Mission was to travel to Kitamori Village and save them from the chaos that had befallen the Town, she had been told there had been many casualties and that whoever had not been killed was likely being held hostage by the Bandits and Rogue Shinobi. Kitamori Village was a place that Misaki had been before during a Mission, the people there were kindhearted and friendly, they respected Shinobi as they didn't have any of their own, most of them had never even seen Konohagakure in the entire lives, they were a humble folk, with big hearts and empty pockets. It didn't make sense for them to be attacked on such a huge scale, due to a hunch Misaki had suggested a increase on security until she returned, both ANBU and Hokage had agreed to do so, it could simply be a diversion, but with Konoha only sending one Team out, possibly two, it would not be to much of an issue to deal with. -
 
 
Grey: {GS} The middle of the evening and a cold one at that, it did not augur well from the feeling that it portrayed when Grey had received notice that he had ten minutes to head to the main village gates and meet up with his sensei. The teal eyes and hair of the young Shirogane shone in the feint moonlight, at least it was a chance to test out his Body Flicker Technique. Grey had on open toed tabi, black cloth pants with stichtes here and there from tears and wearing the same pants many times (though these weren't his only pants mind you! that would just be disgusting). Grey had on a white t-shirt, black sleeves hanging from the end of the white sleeves, on the t-shirt was a green and blue embossment of his clan's symbol, though it was a faded embossment so that it did not have a glossy shine. Grey tied his Konoha headband to his forward, his teal hair framing the leaf symbol clearly. This was going to be a mission that reflected upon the village, and he was not going to let anyone trip him up like his teachers had the past few days. He put on his red-tooth good-luck necklace, not bothering to cover it up this time as he left it out in the open when he really wanted the good luck. Grey fastened his pouches of shuriken and explosive tags to the back of his pants, fastening his spool of Kagidzume between the pouches and a little above them, the fingerless gloves and metal finger coverings. Once Grey was all dressed, he grabbed a meat bun and a few extras for his allies, and then he donned a hooded cloak with long sleeves. He was not going to let anyone notice his weapon this time. Grey put up his hood, holding his meat bun between his teeth and doing the tiger hand seal as he got outside and in a plume of smoke and leaves, Grey was off about fifteen feet from where he originally was. Still not used to using the Body Flicker, Grey tried again and again, getting to the main gates with a few more uses of the technique, "Evening Misa-chan." He greeted his sensei while biting into his meat bun, tossing one of the spare ones to her. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -Afternoon was quickly approaching evening, but for all anyone could tell, it already was. The sky was almost completely full of dark grey clouds, looming over the village like a bad omen. I had simply been sitting at my dining table, eating the dinner that I had prepared only moments ago. I was wearing a rather simple casual outfit, which consisted of a green floral patterned kosode with black trim on the ends of the sleeves and collar, a black hakama, a light green obi, and black geta. Underneath this outfit, my torso was wrapped completely in white bandages. I was not injured or anything however, but simply wore them as one would wear a shirt. The food that I had prepared as rather simple as well, being just a bowl of miso soup and sashimi. As I lowered my right hand and the chopsticks which it held, I heard a loud thunk upon my bedroom door. That was a very strange place to hear a noise in my house, considering I was in an entirely different room. I quickly took one chopstick in each of my hands held like a knife, with the somewhat pointier end ready to stab, and rushed to my bedroom door. I saw a kunai in my peripheral vision and quickly looked all around, and could not find the person that had placed it there. Sensing nobody and seeing no sign of them, I dropped my guard and looked back to the kunai, and saw a not pinned to my door. I dropped the chopsticks and removed the kunai and note, reading the order that was written upon it. It had no signature, and simply said to meet at the Village Gate in 10 minutes. It was quite obviously a mission, and it seemed to be a rather important one if whoever left the note was in such a hurry. Without taking even one more moment to think of what was going on, I hurried into my room and removed my clothes, throwing them aside with no consideration of their locations along with the note and kunai. I knelt over and opened the wooden chest at the foot of my bed, which contained all of my ninja equipment. I quickly slipped into my black shinobi pants, which were standard issue, followed by my black open-toed shinobi boots, which were as well. I wrapped a long stretch of white bandages around my upper right thigh, fastened my black tool box around my right leg atop the bandages, threw the red cloth sash around my waist, fastened my black belt around my waist as well, slipped my black tool pouch on the back of the belt along with two small jutsu scrolls on the right side of the belt at my hip, and slid my open-ended black sheath through the belt as well. An open-ended sheath was a rather stupid idea to almost every other person, but for me, it had a purpose. The last two items in my equipment chest were two short Chokuto, only being about 2 and a half feet long, with a 2 foot blade and 6 inch hilt. The sheath was exactly 4 feet long, and when each of the Chokuto had been inserted to both of the open ends, the tips of the blade met perfectly as the Chokuto were locked in place in the sheath. With my equipment handled, I closed the box, and walked over to my dresser, opening the first drawer. Luckily, I had one more bandage wrap left. With a silent nod to myself, I stripped the bandages from my torso off, and let them fall to the ground as I reached in for a clean one, and quickly wrapped it around my entire torso from my waist, to my neck, and all the way to my wrists. I pushed the drawer shut looked around for a moment, picking up the kunai that was used to place the note in my bedroom door. I quickly opened my window, hung outside to close it, then pushed off the side of my apartment, dropping to a nearby roof as I landed in a roll and went into a full-on sprint across the rooftops, in the direction of the Village Gate. At this point, small droplets of water had begun to fall from the clouds hanging above the village, with one or two drops beating against my face as I ran. And within just 7 minutes since I received the note, I landed at the gate, where the dirt had already taken on a squishy, half-mud half-dirt feel. As was to be expected, I could see what appeared to be Misaki-sensei standing beside Grey, who had seemingly arrived just before myself. I quickly ran up to them, with a somewhat serious look on my face. However, I did not speak, and simply looked up to Misaki-sensei and waited silently for whatever was to happen next.-
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki had been outside training for the entirety of the time her sister had been gone to recieve word of the mission that she was going to be leading. The training dummies and several of the trees being completely busted open or torn down due to how many palm strikes they had taken from Miyuki's own training on her Eight Trigrams: Thirty-Two palm technique. Having gone inside only to eat a few minutes before hand to keep her stamina up in case of an emergency or something of the sorts, never knowing what could happen in the world of shinobi. To her surprise, she heard a thud and stopped her training to go look inside of the house, her hands, which needed to be bandaged, at the ready to attack an intruder, but to her pleasant surprise, the kunai had a note attached in her sister's hand writing. Reading the message she nodded, mostly to herself while muttering something along the lines of, "really sis, you couldn't have just...Okay, whatever." Still in her combat clothing she went into her room to strap on her ninja tools bag filled with shuriken and kunai, while also putting her katana on her back to be used in the event of needing to go against someone with a blade. Once that was done she walked over to the living area of the house and wrapped her hands in a dual wrap of bandages, flexible enough to move, but thick enough to protect her hands from too much more damage. Once things were taken care of she used her body flicker technique to arrive at the meeting site, the Main Gate, to see that her comrades and her sister were there. Giving her sister, who was in her ANBU mask, a soft nod rather than a smile, knowing that if she was wearing her mask and was preparing the way she did, this might not be any kind of an "easy" mission at all.
 
 
Misaki: -Her crimson hair flew in the wind as she waited patiently for her entire Squad to show the small droplets of rain staining the ground at her feet and slowly turning it to slush, much to her surprise Grey Shirogane was the first of her students to arrive, he came casually and threw her a Bun which she caught and then handed back to him. "No thank you, Grey" She said seriously, though not unkindly, her voice was different today and if she had been paying any attention to herself she would have realized this, it was hard and calculating as her brain buzzed with activity. Not to soon after his arrival, Daisuke and Miyuki appeared fairly quickly after one another and she nodded to each of them in turn as she lifted her hand and fixed her mask on her face slightly more securely. "You heading out now, Misaki-Chan?" One of the guards spoke eyeing her apprehensively. Misaki simply nodded at him before turning her gaze back to the young Genin in front of her, "We have a Mission as you've all probably guessed, and it's not going to be easy, it is a B-Rank and personally completely over our heads given the current limited Training I've been able to offer you, but we have no choice" She spoke quickly and precisely making sure they heard her every word "We will Travel a path that will take several hours, to reach a Village called Kitamori, the Village has been completely over run by bandits and Rogue Shinobi, it is out duty to save them" Misaki turned and faced out of the Village, her crimson hair flowed down her back as she turned it to them. "Miyuki, you will take the rear, use your Byakugan to periodically scan around and behind you, Grey and Daisuke, you will take the middle and I will take the front, we will travel in this formation until I state otherwise". She did not wait for them to agree or disagree but instead launched into the air and out into the deep forest to begin their journey onward, the rain had picked up now and it would not be long until they were completely soaked, she hoped they had brought sufficient clothes. As she bounced from branch to branch she activated her Byakugan and scanned around them, there was no one for miles, she deactivated it once again and shook her head, each step on a branch make extra water from the leaves above fall on her as the tree shook gently, it was getting on her nerves.- 
 
 
Grey: {GS} Grey offered a meat bun to both Daisuke and Miyuki as they approached while Grey listened to his sensei. A B-rank mission? For a genin? Well this would be a whoop and a third! Grey was going to enjoy the challenge but he had to remember, this was not a training session, and these were not fellow Konoha ninja that they were going to be up against. Grey kept on his toes as he ate the last meat bun for himself, keeping the hood of his cloak up as they started off toward the forest. Not bothering to question the formation, he trailed behind Misa-chan, already getting his wires ready for the journey to Kitamori, though the rain was hitting his wires and droplets were being cut by his wires. He did not like what the rain did, it made it harder to use his weapon, but it was not as cumbersome as one might think. As the rain pattered ontop of his head, Grey looked on ahead, eager to see what was ahead at Kitamori Village. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -I stood silently as I turned and gave a nod to Miyuki upon her arrival, and once she was beside us, Misaki-sensei began speaking. The mission was B-Rank, and it was quite obviously on the higher end of B-Ranked missions, making it far beyond anything we’d ever done before. She also explained the formation, and as expected, there was no problem with the formation. Misaki-sensei then turned and took off into the forest, followed closely by Grey and myself. I pushed off the ground, spreading a sort of shotgun of wet dirt from my heels, jumping into the air and into the forest, positioned to the right of Grey. With each footfall on the branches of the trees, leaves weighted down by the rain would fall from the branches, and from the many leaves that remained, the resting droplets of water would fling off the leaves and down onto my face, and likely the others as well, causing my black hair to slick back the further we ran. With not much else to do but run, I also paid heed to my surroundings. We were no longer in the village, and our destination was not a name that I’d heard before. Attacking a small town could easily be a trap, and so it was not an option to lower my guard. Thankfully my torso bandages were tight and strong, otherwise the water absorbed by them would have made them fall off. Instead, they did not even become transparent, and simply remained tightly fasted against my body. As we ran, I would frequently look over at both Grey and Miyuki, trying to see if they were holding up well to the fact that we were going to a true battleground, one in which lives had been lost and would likely continue to be. I personally was not doing too well, as it was much too sudden and hard to get a grasp on. However, I continued running forward as I sorted out my own thoughts, as doing so once there would likely be too late.-
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki listened intently to her sister's word taking the bun that Grey had offered out of the sake of courtesy which she then stored in her tool pouch which she munched on slightly as they started to head out, using it to help fill her stomach and keep her chakra up since she was going to be using the Byakugan for a prolonged period of time and quite possibly and most likely using a lot of chakra to defend herself and her teammates to the best of her abillities. As Daisuke darted off, she followed behind, barely avoiding the mud that was slung from his launch forward as the rain and water plastered her hair to the back of her neck and the side of her face. Following closely behind the group, she waited a few moments to activate her Byakugan, waiting until she knew they were completely out of the range of sight from the village guards. Once that was done, she actively scanned their surroundings, wondering what kind of B-rank mission they were exactly getting themselves in to, especially considering the way her sister was getting over this. Then the thought hit her, they had to protect a village from thugs and enemy shinobi, that meant they would most likely have to kill, and by taking their first kill, they would also be killing their inner-child.
 
 
Misaki: -The traveling took less time than Misaki had imagined it would which was probably due to their speed, the speed she had set as she was moving with some haste, she was however ever conscious of the Genin behind her and made sure the pace was reasonable. After several hours of traveling through dense bush and forest the rain began to clear a little bit leaving only drizzle falling down upon then, the touch of the water was so light it almost felt like snow, Misaki stopped suddenly, raising her hand to signal to the other as she perched on a rather thin branch hoping they would stop somewhere behind her. Her Dojutsu was once again active and the white of her eyes looked almost grey in the weather as she scanned in front of them. They were half a mile from the Village, a Village which looked completely dead currently, she would have to look into each Building and House momentarily and decide the best course of action. While it was foreboding, it was also helpful for them that all the houses currently seemed empty, as well as most of the buildings, aside from this there were many dead bodies of Villagers and Bandits alike, it made Misaki's heart skip a beat. It appeared that the remaining Villagers were being held in an underground hide away, bound and tied, some were free of bindings to be used as slaves it seemed, it appeared the ones responsible for this were the Bandits, then where were the Rogue Shinobi? Misaki tilted her head and looked closer, the Rogue Shinobi were prowling the Village, likely on look out and their didn't seem to be to many of them, nor were there any within Miles of the Village itself, was this all they would face? Regardless of if it was there were still a substantial amount of enemies to be taken on, Misaki counted 6 Rogue Shinobi and 12 Bandits, her Genin could probably handle the Bandits fine, but she didn't know the skill of the Shinobi so it was not safe to say. After a few more seconds she disappeared and appeared silently between her students, not wanting to move and alert any watching Rogue Shinobi. "You see that large building to the left? Inside it is a trap door connected to stairs that lead down a fair way until they open out into a sort of underground maze, Bandit's litter it, but if every available left is taken eventually we'll come across the Villagers, taking out all the Bandit's in the process, 12 in total. In addition to this we have 6 Rogue Shinobi patrolling the Village, our plan is to head for that building but we'll need to take out the Rogue Shinobi in the process, we don't want them alerting the bandits or it will become complete chaos, I want you all to follow my lead, understood?" She waited for their responses before she launched herself from the ranch and down into the undergrowth below before making her way silently towards the Village, hopefully with her Genin in toe. She knew that, regardless of how hard they tried, the Genin would not be able to move in complete silence and she was correct, it took only a few seconds for two Rogue Shinobi to appear sending Kunai and Shuriken their way as well as a fire and wind based attack that rolled towards them with force, Misaki moved swiftly out of the way, the attack was slow and far away her Genin would have time to move also. As the smoke and debris cleared Misaki looked behind her to make sure her Genin were safe before disappearing and reappearing behind the two male Rogue's, she swiftly slit one's throat and the blood began to gush everywhere as his limp body fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, she was not swift enough to slit the others at the same time and he turned engaging her in hand to hand combat. She took her Gentle Fist stance and launched forward, it was important that she beat him quickly so as to counter any further attacks from any other Shinobi. His hand came for her face and she grabbed it tightly with her right hand twisting it around until she heard a loud snap and he screamed in agony, she then lifted both her hands and pushed Chakra hard from the Tenketsu points in her palm, the Chakra burst forth and he flew into the tree several meters behind him so quickly it was almost as if he had never been infront of her, there was a loud crack as his spine snapped in two, he slumped against the tree blood oozing out of his mouth and a look of pain on his lifeless face. "Quickly" Misaki whispered, not giving either of the dead Shinobi another look as she took off towards the Village and another Shinobi flew towards them.-
 
 
Grey: {GS} Grey followed behind Misa-chan toward the village and stopped when she disappeared from sight. Was she going to leave them here? Oh, nope, Misaki was back and informing them about what was going on. Bandits and rogue shinobi alike, though Grey couldn't see the carnage that was in the village he was about to see the carnage to come. His eyes widened as he was torn between watching how skillfully Misaki took out the two rogue shinobi and the gruesome way the blood spattered from their bodies. Grey jumped backwards out of the way of the incoming jutsus and took in what had just happened between the two rogues and their sensei. It was all so sudden and, ruthless--Grey could barely handle it, actually he couldn't handle it and turned toward the nearest bush, losing his meat buns in the bush in the process as he coughed them up. Right after he finished, he took a few swigs of water fro his cantine, rinsing the horrid taste out of his mouth and wiped his face with his cloak's sleeve. "I'm okay, just wasn't expecting that." Grey stood back upright, coughing a few times and drinking some more water, hopefully Daisuke and Miyuki would not have the same reaction as Grey. He knew what he was getting in to and would have to come to terms as to what they would be seeing, but such brutality so suddenly was enough to shake even the sturdiest of stomachs. Grey prepared to head off with misaki, though there was another shinobi coming at them for an attack. Grey let loose his wires as he swung his arms to and fro, weaving them around tree trunks and branches to act like a trip wire, at several different angles and heights for the enemy shinobi to run through at full speed. Misaki would be able to see the wires thanks to her Byakugan, but hopefully the enemy shinobi wouldn't and run straight through them and lose a body part in the process with the speed he was going. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -After a few hours, I’d had plenty of time to think about just what was waiting up ahead. I had thought that I had fully prepared myself, but it turns out that I was very wrong. As we were on the move, Misaki-sensei threw her hand into the air, and I quickly stopped on my right foot, trying to be as silent as I could. She perched herself on a thin branch and took a short time observing the village. After seeming to have the layout of the area surveyed, she suddenly disappeared. I quickly looked around to find her, trying not to get left behind, only to find her between the three of us genin, where she started speaking. She detailed the location and route to the captive villagers, the battle plan regarding the bandits and rogue shinobi, and after telling us to follow her lead, I nodded in acceptance. It was quite obvious that she was the only hope we had of completing the mission as we were, and that we were the supporters in this raid. I quickly pushed off and followed Misaki-sensei who had done the same, only to find that we were not quiet enough and were discovered. Several kunai and shuriken came flying toward us from a pair of rogue shinobi, who were obviously some of the lookouts. On top of the incoming tools, a fire and wind based attack came surging toward us. Luckily there was enough time to dodge, but as I jumped into the air to avoid it, I could feel the power flowing in the attack as it rushed past. I landed in a nearby tree, just in time to see Misaki-sensei disappear behind the two rogues, where she swiftly cut one of them down. The blood squirted out of the shinobi’s neck as it was slit, spreading out several feet in front and to the sides, where it then started gushing quickly as the corpse fell over like a ragdoll. My eyes were glued on the scene, watching the blood continue to pour out of his neck and into the dirt, creating a reddish brown mud. I gulped for a moment, and when I did, I felt my eyes shake, grow fuzzy, and my body tense up as if I was about to hurl. However, the puke did not come. I could feel a slight burning in my throat, but my insides seemed to have settled down better than Grey, who rushed to a nearby bush. At this point the second shinobi had been taken care of as well, having been thoroughly crushed in the grip of Misaki-sensei hand, and send into a nearby tree, where he hit it so hard that his spine actually snapped in half. My vision went foggy once more as blood gurgled in his throat and leaked down the side of his lips, but I was able to get a grip sooner as Misaki-sensei whispered “Quickly” and started moving on. However another shinobi was now coming as well, who was quickly intercepted by Grey’s wires. I knew that he had used them as I’d seen him do so before, but the rogue was much less likely to realize. Just in case he did though, I quickly decided to back Grey up and try to distract the shinobi. After forming the Rat hand sign, I quickly place my hands on the ground, using my Earth Release: Bedrock Coffin. I knew it would not capture him, but as the earth rose up behind him, it would cut off his retreat, at the very least, and with Misaki-sensei surely ready to swoop in if we were in danger, the rogue shinobi was not likely to simply stop and change direction, because that would mean his own death or capture, with death being most likely. -
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki had been quietly following along with everyone, stopping soon after her sister did due to her activelly scanning their surroundings for an attack. Once the signal was given Miyuki concentrated on the task at hand and tried to think of the different things that would happen and how to prepare for them. As her sister popped up between her and her comrades and told them the battle plan and the situations all of them were going to be put in to. This was in no way going to be easy at all and it could definitely in fact be life threatening, as soon as that thought crossed her mind she changed location as to avoid the attacks that were heading their way before looking to the source of the attack. Within that same moment she watched her sister, the one who nurtured her, played with her, and trained her, kill two people in mere-seconds and move on. The sight of the blood and her ruthlessness was unsettling, and she saw black dots swimming over her eyes for a moment as her body attempted to pass out, starting to fall of balance from her perch after the dodge before quickly adjusting herself and shaking her head to get the image out of her mind which wasn't going to be an easy thing to do, but she had to for the sake of the mission, and the sake of the people in the village. After doing so, she noticed her teammates mobilize towards one of the rogue shinobi, following suit she launched from her perch, using her Byakugan to manuver around the chakra infused wires and into a position that she would be most helpful, building chakra in her body as she prepared to use air bullets if needed. Her landing point, a higher building that was tactically chosen as to not only give her a good range of sight, especially with her Byakugan, but she made sure it was close enough to her allies that in an emergency situation she could rush to back one of them up.
 
 
Misaki: -The Battling had began and Misaki watched as Grey and Daisuke jumped into action together, the Rogue Shinobi did not stand a chance and was cut beyond repair on Grey's wires, it was a little less gruesome than one would imagine, he fell to the ground with no movement his eyes closed and his head back. The red Hyuga's eyes flickered around the scene, three down and three more to go, her eyes fell on her sister who was currently in a very vulnerable situation a Shinobi flew towards her from the back with such speed that Misaki only just managed to see him, Kunai in hand he lunged for the girl, but Misaki was to fast for him, she appeared in the last moment his Kunai barely inches from Miyuki's back, he'd moved so swiftly that even if she had seen him evading him would have been near impossible, this man was not like the others, he must be the Leader. The Kunai he held did not cease momentum and slammed down just below Misaki's right shoulder on her back, she held in the cry she wanted to let out from the pain as she felt the cold metal slice through her skin and warm blood trickle out, it was not a deep or life threatening wound so there was no need to tend to it yet, she spun, Kunai still stuck into her back, and engaged him in Taijutsu, their limbs flew back and forth so quickly they could barely be seen. Without warning a wave of Wind hit her from the left side and she fell, rolling sideways down the concrete roof gaining scars and bruises from the fall, before the rolling stopped he had grabbed her and held her up only to have her disappear from his hands and appear behind him her hands raised, she moved forward quickly. He Chakra infused hands hit him twice, then four times, then eight times and continued doubling in quick succession, she passed the 32 mark of which she had been teaching to her sister and landed her last hit at number 64, it took mere seconds to complete the technique and as she did weapons flew at her from all angles, the Bandits had been informed. As the last of his Chakra points was switched off Misaki turned abruptly and began to spin at such a rate that it seemed as though she might make her own tornado, as she spun she released Chakra from the Tenketsu points around her body and formed a Chakra like dome around her, Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven, the Chakra dome repelled every single weapon as it flew at her, the man she had been fighting had been blown away by the sheer force of it, as had much of the Buildings roof though she was far enough away from Miyuki at this point that she was safe from harm, she looked back over her shoulder to her Genin as she stopped "14 more to go" She yelled out finally removing her mask and shoving it in one of her pouches before disappearing off the roof and down into the Bandits below, Kunai no longer sticking out of her bloodstained back.-
 
 
Grey: {GS} Grey had done it, his wires had finally cut something, though he dared not look at the result of the shinobi on the ground while he started running toward the village, waving to Daisuke as a thanks for the backup. Misa-chan had her hands full protecting Miyuki and thankfully nothing serious was injured. But now they were so close they all haad to get in there and fight. "Let's go guys, try to help each other out and don't get surrounded unless your like Misa-Chan out there." Grey tried to be a little bit of a leader as he ran in toward the bandits, withdrawing three kunai and throwing them with explosive tags attached at three of the bandits, though they were not super deadly bombs, if they got stuck in anyone and blew up, it would porbably blow off a limb. Grey quickly followed suit by spinning around, clenching and manuvering his fingers about as he spread his arms out as far as possible, jerking his head backwards with wires between his teeth to get shuriken tied to four of his wires to flank the three bandits he threw kunai at and a few of his wires to aim for one of the rogue shinobi like they were a spear. "Come on! Let's do this!" Grey said through his gritted teeth. He was getting the hang of the use of his wires, though they were better suited for a single target to overwhelm them, they were also quite adept at handling multiple foes at once, making it seem as though there were more allies of Grey's than there actually were there. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -I gulped as the corpse of the shinobi me and Grey killed fell to the ground with dozens of cuts in his body, oozing blood. My discomfort at the sight was quickly dispersed due to the distraction of watching as Misaki-sensei was fighting, despite getting hit by both the kunai and wind jutsu. She took out what seemed to be the leader, and blocked the attacks from some of the bandits that had come out and attacked. Grey quickly tried taking charge and throwing explosive-tagged kunai at 3 of the bandits. He also tried to do a flanking maneuver with his wires and shuriken, and the bandits were likely to bite the dust there. The rogue shinobi was the main concern, and so I quickly strafed over to the side, put my hands on the ground once again after forming the Ram hand sign, after which a ball of mud shot from the ground liked a cannon ball, aiming at the rogue shinobi from his left side. Whether our attacks were successful or not, I would immediately follow up my Earth Release: Mud Shot with my Earth Release: Hidden Spider. After placing my hands back on the ground, 7 spiders would rise up from the ground, taking on a muddy form rather than the usual rock, due to the wet ground. Two of the spiders would climb up onto my shoulder, while the other 5 would spread out and once an enemy was located, they would surround said enemy and jump out at them at once, likely bringing them down. Until then, the spiders would follow Grey, Miyuki, and myself, keeping us safe with their own kind of “preprogrammed mission” that was given when they were created.-
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki had tensed and frozen slightly due to the fact she couldn't react quickly enough to do anything about what had just happened between the assailant and Misaki. Assuming it was the leader by the fact he was able to stand up to her sister going full out for even a few moments. Though, the fact that she even saw the man coming with the fact that she was using her Byakugan and yet she still couldn't react fast enough bother her. This was the real skill of a shinobi, and the possibilities and limits at which they could operate. Speaking of limits, Miyuki started thinking of her own, after her extensive training, she was able to use the Eight Trigrams technique about five times at full Chakra. Considering she had rested to eat and had eaten before hand to restore some of her chakra after training, she had about half of it left, meaning she had two attempts at the eight trigrams: 32 palm and some chakra left over for less advanced techniques that she would use for stealth and evasion. Watching her comrades attack yet another group of bandits she launched forward yet again, a wind attack coming into contact with her which sent her flying towards a tree. Positioning herself to launch off of the same tree she concentrated some chakra in her feet as she held her hand back to help cushion the impact. She winced slightly however, her hands being somewhat raw before she sprang forward from the tree and then in front of Daisuke where she would assume the gentle fist position as she would focus on Taijutsu combat, hoping the others would stay long range as she concentrated on the rogue shinobi, making sure to stay clear of the left side that was being flanked she came in on the right throwing her first strike aiming for the right-side kidney, using palm buttom to cause enough damamge to rupture it, which would cause extreme pain. If she herself became surrounded however, due to the bandits, she would use her Eight Trigrams: 32 palm, still directing it had the Rogue shinobi in hopes that he was a leader figure of sorts, that if defeated, would discourage the bandits from progressing.
 
 
Yori: “I always find that my meals tend to cry during their preparation. Why me? Please stop. I’ll do anything. And..” Yori gave pause to his monotone ramblings; his slender fingers caressing his victim’s cheeks. Each had an odd color to them. Closer to the knuckle they were pale, his natural skin tone, while from the middle joint up they were heavily stained a dark red; dried caked on blood no doubt.“For the most part I never have a definitive answer, you see, would you question why the fox stalks the rabbit ultimately to slaughter it? Simply because it must, it has to. “He chuckled with a soft madness; the façade he tried to maintain in between meals thrown aside. Yes it was only during the kill could Yori convey anything comparable to emotion; though with a homicidal vehemence about them. The man had the misfortune to merge paths with Yori. “I do because I must…because I HAVE TO!” He shouted. Now Yori was a rather statuesque male of average build, focusing more on a lean compact muscle structure he still found it rather simple to neutralize his meals. His body rested on top of the secondary male; knees pinned the man’s wrists to the saturated soil. Thumbs bore down on the man’s eyes, pressing the jelly filled orbs back into their sockets; a blood curdling cry echoed the streets. By no means was Yori a gentle man, nor did he allow his prey to die a swift painless death; there simply was no enjoyment in it for him. Rather he took his time with each kill. Having slicked a decently sized gash in the man’s Achilles tendon he removed the possibility of running; the man’s already broken leg wasn’t good enough. No not for Yori, a sense of absolute hopelessness was what he wished upon his victims. Muscles along his neck had tightened drawing his head back; pale purple hues gazed towards the ashen colored skies. A storm had been brewing for some time now; the ground saturated to the point of muck. Thick globules of water pelted his face only to caresses his cheeks in constant streams. With each thumb he pressed through the back of his eyes; breaching the man’s skull. A member of the Hozuki clan Yori found his kekkei genkai to be a very useful tool for his murders. Through the aforementioned man made openings he forced a heavy flow of water into the man’s brain cavity; it took only minutes for his end to approach. In a single sickening crack the man’s skull had been blown open from the water pressure; a thick spray of blood and brain matter splattered his tenement. Raising from the corpse it was unsure who the man was exactly. Moaning softly smeared the mess across his face; taking some sort of pleasure from it all. Unaware as to what exactly was going on around him. A man with long white hair, which now clung to his blood stained face stood foot deep in the mud. Dressed in clothing consisting primarily of black and red, he wore black leggings with a red hakama, a simple top with armored shoulders. The only article of clothing he seemed to have been without was his usual leather mask. Narrowed eyes seemed to take in the image of the corpse seemed so fresh; a pair of cleavers drawn from special sheathes. “Time..to…eat…~”
 
 
Misaki: -As all her Genin sprung into action Misaki dropped down from the roof she was on and onto the shoulders of two Bandits who stood below her, taking them both out simultaneously, they hit the ground with a thud, crimson liquid pooling around them. Misaki didn't necessarily like killing people but she could turn a blind eye to it when she had to, especially in a situation like this one where comrades were involved, her eyes scanned the Village once more making sure the Villagers were unharmed. They were about 10 meters from the Building that they needed to enter, the reason Misaki had chosen this point of the Village to enter, and it would not take long to get inside. As she was thinking this her clock work mind sprung back making her eyes do a double take, a man over a lifeless corpse stood quite a way away from them, the look on his face did not serve to comfort her and yet, he didn't seem to be helping the men they were currently up against. For a few moments she pondered going after him for information, but it would just slow them down, right now they needed to make sure the Villagers were safe and perhaps this stranger would leave in time once he had finished his business. The air around them all had become quite eerie, decay and death seemed to float in the air as the rain became harder still and soaked the Konohagakure Ninja through completely, her steps squelched as she placed one foot in front of the other slowly making her way over to her students. Three loud bangs erupted in the chaos and several Bandit's lost arms and legs, other fell over and were suffocated by mud, one or two had attempted to flee. Misaki's eyes looked over her students and the hardened looks on their faces, she found herself at a loss for words, to her the sound of battle, metal on metal, flesh on flesh had always been like some sort of driving symphony that told her she was still alive, fighting, surviving and saving was what they did, no matter what the cost. But to know the young age of the Shinobi in front of her and to watch them kill without flinching was an exceedingly eye opening thing, she could remember each of them as young Children, running and playing, smiling and laughing, playing in the grass and drinking it's morning dew as the sun poked it's nose over the horizon. The hot days of helping them with Shuriken Training as mere Academy Students and then feeding them ice cream afterwards, conditioning them in a falsely caring way as if life as a Shinobi would always be so, it had been a beautiful lie. Lastly, from the photos in her memory and the storage of her mind Palace, came an image of her sister hugging her Father, one of the last things she had done before they had left, the childlike innocence that surrounded her and the killing that was now in front of her, it made Misaki slightly ill. She pulled her mind away from the thoughts and started forward positioning herself between them all so they could hear her orders, "I want you all to head towards that Building, there are no enemies in their now, go down, take every left, and look after those Villagers, understood?" The hope for these instructions was to get the out of the firing line for the time being, especially with the new comer she had noticed in the distance, she could deal with the remaining Enemies herself. The last of the Rogue Shinobi came before her, he was far taller than her, herself being a short and rather small built girl, and he smelled heavily of some kind of alcoholic substance, Misaki hit him hard in the gut with both of her Palms, executing the Mountain Crusher Technique, before pulling back and punching him hard right  in his jaw, he fell back like a tumbling wall and hit the mud below him so hard t shot up around him covering his allies. Misaki wiped some mud from her chin and nodded one last time at her Genin before charging forward to finish the remaining Bandits.-
 
 
Grey: {GS} Grey tried to keep a straight face, but his mind was torn right now. He was still innocent, he couldn't believe what he was doing, but with this weapon under his command, he seemed to take great ease in using it, like he was not personally doing it, but he was watching himself from afar doing the killings, or someone that looked like him. It was something so strange, yet necesary, it was either kill or be killed. As the other quick encounters were happening, Grey started walking forward while looking at his shaking hands, his wires returning to his person as the spool spun around to recall the wires. He had just by chance killed enemies, and it just dawned on him, his eyes wide and staring at his shaking hands. He was so occupied with the actions he had just done he failed to notice one of the bandits coming up to him with a club like weapon, striking him in the back with it, knocking the wind out of Grey who fell to the ground to his knees, coughing up a decent amount of saliva from the sudden force hitting his back. He caught himself with his hands and looked back over his shoulder at the bandit who was raising up his bat for Grey's head, Grey quickly wove his wires around above his body, forming a quick couple of unique handseals and charged chakra through his wires while they wove together like lattice-work. The wires caught the club and deflected it while Grey started trying to crawl away enough to get to his feet and start running. He was trying to get the location that his sensei had told him to get to but had one of the remaining bandits chasing after him, going on the defensive of evading bat swings and creating shields to expend his chakra to project himself from the heavy club. His back was in pain and it hurt to run at full speed for now, that thing was a thick wooden club and it hurt like hell. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -Misaki-sensei finally made her way back to the three of us, who, or at least me, were having a really hard time going through with all of this killing. She pointed us in the direction of the rest of villagers, who were now unguarded and able to be rescued. She took out the last of the rogue shinobi, leaving only a handful of bandits. She then nodded back at us, then moved on the bandits that were left. I started feeling a bit uncomfortable, and with a small discharge of chakra, the 5 mud spiders gathered up around me, where I then used chakra to sort of reprogram them. Instead of protecting us, I had them wait outside with Misaki-sensei, after having a really bad feeling in my stomach, almost like an instinct of life and death. In my mind I knew she would be fine, but I couldn’t shake the feeling and so left the 5 spiders outside, while I was to continue on with the others to the villagers. However, just as I finished that, I heard a thunk not far away, and turned to see Grey getting hit from behind by one of the bandits. My eyes opened wide and my heart thumped with such force that normally I would think it was a heart attack. Things felt slow for just a single moment, and I charged at the bandit, who was preoccupied with attacking Grey. I quickly removed one of the Chokuto from my lower back, sliding it out of the sheath on my left side, and without pausing, swung it from left to right horizontally, where the Chokuto slid into the bandits back, and sliced clean through him. I felt the bone of his spine crack and shatter, with both blood and spinal fluid spewing out of his back and onto my clothes, and even some shards of his spine itself. My heart was still thumping violently in my chest, and my breath was heavy. I was running low on chakra, and both physically and mentally exhausted. As the bandit fell the ground unable to move and slowly dying, I gulped, knelt down, and slid a kunai into his heart from the back, where he finally died. At this point, tears had built up in my eyes and I was gritting my teeth in anguish, clearly able to see just what I was doing here; killing people. I bit my lip, drawing a small amount of blood, and shoot my head, where I then wiped the tears and spoke to Grey, and also Miyuki if she was still nearby.- “We need to hurry. Misaki-sensei… has entrusted us with rescuing the villagers. After quickly looking around to make sure we were clear of bandits, I simply said “Let’s go” and moved on, taking the front and entering the designated building while the two spiders on my shoulders hopped off and climbed the walls of the building we were going to enter, where they would remain and ambush anyone that might slip past Misaki-sensei.-
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki had felt the man's kidneys crush, and executing the 32 palm strike against him she felt his innards rupture from the fatal strikes, she did it, with her own hands, she took a life from another person. As the rogue shinobi's body fell to the ground she went wide-eyed, staring at it as the chakra flow diminished with the rogue's life. She started shivvering slightly as she stood there, the rain not making her do this, but the realization that she had just taken the life of someone that might not be any older than her. She refused to turn the body around to look, and she had a hard time keeping what was in her stomach down. Looking to her teammates, she noticed they weren't doing so well either. Though, her thoughts were interrupted as her mind flashed back to the old days, the times where even her older brother would spend time with them and they would all laugh and smile. The times back at the academy where she would have to scold Ryo, her cousin, about throwing paper balls at the Uchiha kid. The times that brought her so much happines and that were so warm and innocent drained away like the blood from the dead shinobi's body, and that truly horrified her. On top of that horror, she also saw the pressence of a rather forboding man due to her Byakugan, not wanting to leave her sister with something like that, she hesitated slightly before following her comrades, taking Miyuki's orders as they were given, even if it was begrudgingly as she hated the thought of leaving her sister to fight alone, no matter how strong she was. 
 
 
Yori: The expression of pure bliss had quickly drained, much too how the life quickly left the man beneath him; his face now displayed something similar to that of hollowness. Bleak and distant eyes strained to take any present light from his surroundings. Oculars struggled to construct solid imagery through the tears that welled along the waterline of his eyelids. And then a sound, more like a series of sounds had caught his attention. Like a volley of loud pops there was no mistaking what they were; the sound of small explosions echoed through the vicinity traveling as vibrations through the air. The occasional breeze carried the scent of charred flesh and blood; it almost beckoned him towards whatever was currently going on mere streets over. Arms were held limply at his side for the moment anyways. Twisting his head he had inadvertently popped several spots along his neck in a jerking manner before tilting it slightly askew; his gaze scanned the direction the sound came from. He wasn’t too quick to react rather he paced himself towards the collective of buildings. His legs moved with a languid stride, sinking barely in the mud with each foot step. About the time he had rounded the corner he saw three smaller figures dart towards the direction of a specific. “Children..” He mumbled silently; finger tightened around the wooden handles of his chosen weapons. Though any real interest he showed was in the older female; a capable fighter. Pressing forward he stepped from behind the shadows; a stream of tears burned stained his cheeks. The salt seemed to burn his face causing them to glow red out of irritation; mainly. It wasn’t odd to see a sociopath go through multiple relapses at a time, like a moment of clarity he could fully understand the actions he had done. After all it wasn’t a pleasant thing, not being fully aware of what you were doing; not seeing it as being wrong or an act of violence. His headband seemed to shimmer dimly; half of the konohagakure emblem was visible
 
 
Misaki: -Misaki stood in pools of thick mud tainted with the color of blood that flowed as red as her own hair, her hands lifted slowly and melodically as she reached up and grabbed the last Bandit by the scruff of his neck, she was covered in blood that wasn't her own, the splatters littered her light jacket and skin like ink splotches upon parchment. The red Hyuga's bright Byakugan eyes focused on him, she could almost smell his fear and distress and yet, she found herself not caring, they had destroyed this Village and killed so many people both old and young in their wake without batting an eyelid, why should she feel compassion for such people? Despite her concentration her eyes had not missed the singular Shinobi moving closer to their location but currently she paid him no heed, even within the thick rain and the cool wind she could see him no matter where he moved to with sight so quick and sharp that little mattered. Her hands tightened around the mans throat her Genin now gone from sight and ear shot she did not worry about the carnage that littered the ground, she did not care that the man was struggling as blood dripped from his mouth, she didn't care about his gurgling protests, his eyes wishing to live. Misaki squeezed, pulsing Chakra into her arm and hand as her knuckles began to turn white from the pressure, she was almost there, soon his throat would give way and it would all be over. Suddenly, as if she had been injected with some kind of hallucinogenic, her mind began to back track as she held the mans life in her hands. The cool breeze of the morning, the sounds of children laughing, the sun peaking over the horizon as she took a small bite out of a deliciously made Salmon rice ball, her Training, her Killing, the inevitable fate that came with being a Shinobi and then as her eyes snapped back to reality and to the man in her hands, she realized it was to late. Crimson blood flowed freely from his lips, staining his pale face violently, his body took one last shuddering breath into his lungs attempting to continue the beating of his frail heart only to fail, the last breath left his lips and his eyes, ever watching her, seemed to fade as he left the world of the living. Misaki could not look away, her eyes were glued to his face as if this were some sort of horrible repeat, as if it were a movie that she was watching and she was the antagonist, when had she become the killer? His body slumped in her hand and after a few more moments of staring at him she dropped him, he landed with a small thud on the bodies below him and Misaki took several steps back her eyes frantically searching around her, she'd killed them all? She had been mindlessly killing all this time, so much so that the actual acts hadn't caught up with her, the amount of bodies around her hadn't registered, it was only now that she wasn't protecting anyone that she had realized. The cool chill of the afternoon air stung her skin as she stood her eyes wide and still active, she shook her head, her hair flailing out around her the tie having coming loose causing it to fall and blow in all directions, her eyes lifted back up as she calmed herself and looked to the man who still stood staring at her location, who was he and what was he doing? Her Students were okay for now as there were no Bandits where they were, she wouldn't have to venture to them just yet, Miyuki would likely have seen the man and informed the boys, now all Misaki had to do was wait. She tilted her head at the man and raised an eyebrow slightly askew "You lost?" She asked casually, knowing very well he wasn't.-
 
 
Grey: {GS} Now that he was helped up by Daisuke, Grey shook his head and limped off with Daisuke and Miyuki toward the building. He was a shinobi now, he was so excited to do shinobi-like things, but taking a life was something he had not seen done. Hopefully it would not haunt young Grey for long as he focused on what else he needed to do. As they got inside the building and down to the maxe-like complex below the building. "Which way do we go again?" Grey asked alloud while starting off toward the left and looking for which way to go next. Hopefully he wasn't the only one there and his teammates joined him down there, otherwise Grey was going to get lost in this complex for a long time. Grey decided to start off toward the right, forgetting the directions that his sensei had given him, trusting his own inner compass. Though he was not so far in that he would be out of sight of either of his teammates if they would hurry down to join him. {GS}
 
 
Daisuke: -I walked along with Grey as we started descending the stairs, where we then entered the “maze” that Misaki-sensei had spoken of. Before I could answer Grey’s question of where to go, he took a right. Well, more like he tried to. I quickly reached out and put my hand on his shoulder.- “Grey, we go left. We take every single left until we reach the captive villagers. I’ll take the lead from here.” –With Grey notified of the correct direction, I took the correct path to the left. We would continue on for a short time, taking several lefts before reaching the villages. At this point, it was likely that Misaki-sensei had defeated the few remaining bandits, so once we got to them, I quickly freed them and helped them up, hopefully with help from my teammates as well. Once they were all freed, I would keep ahead of everyone else, leading the villagers back up to safety with Misaki-sensei.-
 
 
Miyuki: Miyuki watched her teammates, following behind them as she kept her Byakugan up to search and to keep watch for any enemies that might still be around, and also to watch where the villagers that were kept captive were being hidden, seeing them through the walls after a moment of concentrating, though she was also focusing on her sister, watching her for as long as she could, as long as she was in range of her sister. She felt uneasy about the entire situation, leaving her sister behind like that without any other human back-up, it just, it felt wrong. Though for now, she shook that out of her head and continued walking forward with the rest of her party, taking every left that appeared before them. Once arriving at the group of people she immediately took out a kunai to begin to relieve them from their bindings, hoping that there weren't too many that were terribly injured considering the nature of many thugs like the ones they had been fighting for the entirety of the mission.
 
 
Yori: “Does…does Lord Jashin speak to you as well?” Yori had managed to choke out the few audible words between his muted sobs; discolored oculars poured over the multitude of lifeless bodies. It wasn’t a common sight for him to see another surrounded by so much death; odd. He smelled of putrid rot and decay, despite being clean; somewhat. Yori ‘s tenement had an equal coating of blood and mire strewn across him from head to toe. His face alone had fresh blood spilled along his lip only to dribble of his chin in thick almost coagulated beads of dark crimson. “The voices…they don’t want to stop…do you hear them? Please say yes…” His incoherent ramblings continued in a pitiful tone if any type of emotion had been conveyed towards the red headed woman. The way she held the corpse so loosely he knew she hadn’t been one to enjoy killing; quite the opposite really. It was evident by her sudden realization that she wasn’t the type; the pile of murder around her was purely coincidence. She hadn’t come to this outcome on her own; no she did so to protect those children. Where they special to her? “You’re…too kind to be like me. You spared those children the sight of this slaughter..” His voice carried a certain stinging slice to it; as if to verbally wound himself. With a languid stride he stepped forward towards her and the blood splattered man. His arms still limp to his sides he clutched the handle of his cleavers; thumbs caressing the polished lacquer finish of the dark tempered timber. “Slice….murder…kill…devour. Hurt before being hurt…” A voice screamed from the depths of his sub-conscious. Yori tried desperately to cling to this moment of clarity, a window of sanity in an otherwise bleak and unforgiving existence. “Please….take your friends and run…GET AWAY FROM HERE!” His sobbing had ceased entirely. “I…I don’t want to go..” His parting words seemed sorrowful. Inhaling sharply his chest rose to its full capacity before collapsing rapidly. And in his silence he readjusted his gaze upon her; though not into her eyes. Rather he watched the manner in which she had begun to let go of the man’s neck. With a fluid flick of the wrist he flung his cleaver towards her; aiming to sever her hand right at the wrist. Though it wasn’t the most precise throw it had a chance to miss and rather remove the man’s head. “Kill…”
 
 
Misaki: -The mans voice broke into Misaki's head like a knife, it was a strangely distant voice and yet it was almost commanding, her eyes scanned him several times as he spoke in jagged sentences making little sense and yet, making lots of sense. Her head tilted ever so slightly as the cool wind bit into her neck and sent shivers all over the edges of her skin, goosebumps erupting like small bubbles everywhere, it made her gulp, but not in a frightened way. In an instant her face contorted from curiosity to distaste at his words, she cut him off "Kind? I'm to kind? Can you not see this? There is no kindness here, not even shielding their eyes from it is kind, the idea of it will still haunt their dreams until they're old enough to put on a brave face" Her eyes narrowed at him. Her Dojutsu, being mastered and evolved as it was, picked up the subtle movements in his body, usually she would prepare herself for a fight but, for some reason beyond her comprehension, she found herself almost intrigued by the strange man who seemed to babble nothing but nonsense. Shards of light peaked through several cracks in the thick grey clouds above them casting light on herself first, her violent red hair, pale skin and white eyes, the brutal contrast of crimson blood on her white and purple Hyuga half jacket, before passing over to him and illuminating him for a single moment. Despite all the ramblings and uneasiness he seemed almost normal in that light, as if it was a fleeting moment where insanity had left him and the cold hard truth had set sail inside him, it did not last long. he appeared to be more interested in the man she was dropping than anything else she was doing, if it wasn't for her Dojutsu perhaps she wouldn't have seen it coming, the movement predicted in her eyes, before the Cleaver had even left his hand she had disappeared from where she had stood, completely untraceable, as if the wind had lifted her body and blown her far away, as if she had been an illusion, never there to begin with. The world was a rush around her and yet as she moved everything felt as though it was slowing down, the rays of light faded and dullness fell once more as she reappeared 20 meters left of where she had been standing and no closer to the man. Misaki seemed to materialize out of thin air, the winds whipped around her allowing her crimson hair to become unruly as if flailed around her small frame, she was not afraid of him and it was obvious he was not afraid of her. "You must be a Masochist, or a Saddest, maybe both? I can't decide, but either way you should give yourself a break" She spoke in a casual manner as she would to a friend or someone she knew quite well "I've seen people far worse off than you, by the way I'm not going to fight you". She leaned against the building of the wall behind her and looked him up and down "I'll talk to you though, if ya'want, although with that look in your eye talking is probably the last thing you want to do. Didn't you just kill someone? Or can't you control the urges?" Misaki was sincerely intrigued, even if her words made her sound more demented than him, she didn't care to much about stalling him, but she at least wanted to know what the hell he was doing in this shitty little down if he hadn't been helping the people she'd just killed. She stared at him for a while, waiting for his answers, if he had any.-
 
 
Grey: {GS} As they got to the bound up villagers, Grey helping to relieve them of their bindings, they were all so grateful for being saved, thanking them for taking care of those murderous bandits. Grey realized something, they had killed people who had likely taken more lives than Squad One's genin had tonight. They were individuals who had no qualms about slaughtering innocent villagers, no matter who it was those bandits and rogues were just senseless murderers. As Grey was helping up an elderly man, the old codger grabbed Grey's shoulder to talk to him, clearly the village elder. [You have done terrible and great things tonight young lad, never forget that no good deed goes unpunished. You may have to take a life to save many more, but it is up to you if the person is deemed worth being taken care of.] Grey, a little flabbergasted by the old man's words, nodded with a slightly slacked jaw. This man was a wise man indeed, but if Grey could help it, he would at least incapacitate from now on, and only kill when he had to. The Elder's words made some sense afterall, there were criminals out there, whether their actions were justified or not determined their weight on the metaphorical scales of life and death, and this group they had just taken out to save a village was far outweighed on one side than the other, at least from Grey's perspective. {GS}>  
Yori: Hesitations were like a distant memory to him now rather than focus on formation or attack pattern he moved instinctively; positioning himself just to the left of his thrown cleaver. The wind like an icy torrent around his façade forced what few articles of loose clothing he wore to lift and wrap around the curvature of his limbs. His long white hair carried swiftly through the rushing gale as it swayed to and fro along his shoulders; loose threads gave it a ratty appearance here and there. Strident beams of golden light cascaded intermittently through the dark cumulonimbus clouds. Their lambency illuminated the dark nearly black mire which rested under both him and the female; puddles of murky brown rain water dotted the expanse of the street. Thick heels of his sandals dug into the soil leaving on slight marring behind as he paced himself towards her. “Do you wish to gain something by talking? Perhaps you assume that I’ll simply let you go because you have a pretty face…Is that it?” The manner in which he spoke was vastly different than before. Gone was its softness, its timid desperation. “ Masochist? Sadist? You could say I am and much more. I told you to run…but you wouldn’t listen so I suppose it can’t be helped, the death of those children that is..” Yori cackled pulling fragments of his memory from that brief exchange they had; blood shot hues pierced through her body. His gaze undressed her flesh from her muscle and the individual fibers from the bone. “I’ll dine on your flesh and make your children a tasteful dessert..” Each gasp for air was drawn out and exaggerated to add emphasis on the severity of his statement. Arching his back he ripped whatever stiffness that seeped into his muscles before allowing his torso to slouch over limp. “So please continue to talk and die like all the others..”
 
 
Misaki: -Misaki watched him with timid eyes, his movements were of no surprise to her and she did not flinch, such was her speed that she knew she could out maneuver him, no matter where he attacked from, her eyes did not miss a single second, nor did her ears. The wind picked up and blew her Shinobi pants leftwards making her legs looks like tiny toothpicks holding up her small frame, her hair did likewise and brushed in front of her face but did not impair her vision, she was not afraid of his words, she knew that she would die before he laid a finger on the Pupils in her care and thus, it was not a worry. "You're boring" She said quite bluntly as she blinked once her eyes still trained on him, even able to see through her eyelids, "You think I haven't heard that crap before? The only difference is your some kind of cannibal, which is cool, but weird I guess, but there was that one time someone threatened to eat me and my sister, that was weird. Do you enjoy killing people or eating them more?" Her brow furrowed slightly as she pondered her own question, which would indeed be more satisfying? "As for the Children, you'll have to get through me first and I'm not going to fight you, simply evade you, I can have them out of here and half way home faster than you can catch up. And me? Pretty? Please, not even close" Her words weren't to enforce superiority but rather, simple fact, he didn't know who she was and thus his threats fell on deaf ears. "Don't you have any Family or anything?" her eyes bore into his and, despite his insanity, did not waver, she'd heard far worse threats in the years she'd been a Shinobi, she waited for his answers.-
 
 
Yori: “Bore you? Whenever did your little mind assume I was meant to entertain you?” He scoffed under his breath; something not uncommon for him to use at inappropriate moments. “And this threat…you only see them as such when in reality they are far more sincere. They are promises my dear. You’ll find that I am like no other you’ve seen. Killing or eating which is more enjoyable you ask…I never even explored that notion. Killing is simply killing and eating..well you eat to live don’t you? “His own brow piqued with interest at the inquiry forced upon her. “Also do they still nurture that will of fire in my home village?” He mumbled softly; head held askew he focused his oculars upon her visage.” I do because I must…Because I have to. So if I had to give an answer the joy comes from the hunt, from those last fleeting moments of life that leave your eyes as you die. Those are enjoyable…I suppose. Tell me how did it feel to end that man’s life? Naturally you had to right? Disgusting.” Yori poured over her with such disdain. “That chatty mouth of hers has ruined my appetite…but those children could prove to be a nice snack.” A thought he mulled over to himself in the palpable silence left between them. “You can try and stop, and your speed will fail you ultimately…this I promise.” He kept his tone lower than what was necessary to communicate between them. Still he kept his murder weapons so intimately in hand waiting to gash out those fucking eyes or that wriggling tongue. From behind his tenement a smaller rather pudgy form strode to fill the space between the two. Similar in appearance to Yori it had slightly deformed and less refined features than a clone. “You best start running ….”
 
 
Misaki: -Misaki listened to him as he spoke and , before he could continue with his ranting, spoke herself "I said you're boring, not that you bore me, I find you quite interesting regardless of the circumstances" Her eyes glazed over the area between them again, still she was not afraid of him and still she did not make a move although he threatened her over and over again. "Of course Konoha still has the Will of Fire, it is in The Land of Fire, you don't strike me as the type of guy to come from there, but hey, who am I to judge?". It was in that moment as her eyes looked him over that she began to recognize him, it was difficult given the time that had passed and the way his face seemed to have contorted, "Yori Hozuki?" Her voice came out high pitched and sounded extremely stupid to her own ears, had she been listening, it was surprise of the century, she also realized that she was duty bound to either kill him or return him to Konohagakure. Judging by his demeanor the latter wasn't happening and she wasn't quite willing to do the previous option either, "How did I not recognize you?" She moved her face slowly closer, but not close enough to be ravaged. When she had been a child, though she was quite secluded having been taken in by the ANBU, Yori had been one of the Villages greatest fears, at the time Misaki had wondered if it was truly his nature that had driven him to leave or if it was the hatred and fear of everyone surrounding him, perhaps if people had been more understanding he could have been helped, or at least accepted, instead he had fled and become a Missing-Nin, never to be seen again. Misaki never dreamed she would see him again, she had almost completely forgotten about him, the only reminder was the wild tales that people her age told to scare the younger Generation. She had always felt a mixture of sympathy and fear when she'd seen Yori, but she'd never avoided him or been horrible to him, once or twice she'd said hello and probably gotten a dirty look, it wasn't in Misaki's nature to exclude people purely because of differences, no matter how obscure. "I can't kill you" She blurted out, it was something she had been thinking in the depths of her mind and it just came out in the awkwardness of the moment as she stared at him, "If I even managed to take you back to Konoha they'd kill, I can't kill you" She shrugged to herself and moved her head back the several inches she'd moved it forward, he probably wouldn't even recognize her.-
 
 
Yori: A minute nay breath was wasted with a retort; those were done with. Rather than match wit for wit he barely spoke another word to the effusive red head. “Detain her for the moment…would you?” Yori gestured to the smaller body some distance out from him. A simple Hozuki clan technique: Steaming Danger Tyranny. A figure made purely of water it coated its outer layer with a thin layer of oil. Having been a complaisant clone the pudgy figure pressed forward; his sudden forward motion sent a small eruption of sludge into the air. Already roughly ten yards from Yori it made little work of traveling the extra ten yards. And despite its size and weight the miniscule warrior was swift. But it was due to this structure, the clone's temperature could easily be altered from cold to hot and vice-versa. When exerted the outer layer of oil would heat up and evaporates the water inside. With the internal pressure building, the clone had the capability to expand until it violently exploded and release the skin burning vapor and shockwave. Though the real threat from this jutsu wasn’t the explosion; not necessarily. Upon detonating the released vapors were to gather in the upper atmosphere where they chilled before falling back down hail; the whole process to continue until the caster ran out of chakra or the target died. With each movement the jiggly little figure had already begun to increase in size but still it charged just as rapidly. With only one end game it would by any means restrict her movements. Yori wouldn’t kill her, not that he couldn’t. Perhaps his sub-conscious the sanity which had been taken back to the inky depths of hysteria had taken root just enough to drive his actions elsewhere. But what could have trigged such a small but drastic change in deranged man? 
 
 
Misaki: -Misaki was schooled in ways of all Ninja and most Clans, to her knowledge, but even so she did not know of the Technique he used having never faced it nor seen it before in her life, her head tilted slightly and her eyes narrowed, not a second had passed before she disappeared. Her mastery of the Body Flicker Technique allowed her to vanish, completely untraceable, it also allowed her to merge two bursts into one thus giving the illusion that she was some what hanging in limbo as her appearance took longer than a standard Body Flicker. However, when the red haired Hyuga did appear, she appeared 30 feet behind Yori, his instant reaction to attack made her wonder if the fact that she remember him had only made things worse, it was no matter, it was likely she could evade his attacks and still have Chakra remaining even when he ran out. "I'm not going to fight you, Yori" She said as she appeared behind him her eyes as keen as ever watching his every move, they would predict it seconds before it happened and she would be prepared, if there was one thing she did know, it was that he didn't know about her eyes or Kyuubi, and that gave her a slight advantage. She stopped still and stood, feet in the crimson mud, it seemed that everywhere in the Village was stained Crimson now and quietly she hoped that her students were safe, Miyuki would be able to see and relay the goings on making sure they remained hidden, but that did not satisfy her, what if he went for them? If he did she would have to give herself up, in the hopes that he would leave them and take her.-
 
 
Yori: Her tactic was rather transparent, the conspicuous fact here was that body flicker technique she had used twice now; a fool’s mistake. Had she really assumed he’d be too unintelligent to detect her use of such a high speed technique? And the manner to which she could almost predict his movement before he made them; his thoughts seemed drawn to one minor point in her arsenal. “A dojutsu…but which one?” He pondered. There had only ever been three in existence: Sharingan, Byakugan and the Rinn’egan. Those who bore the sharingan typically were of the Uchiha clan from Konohagakure; and this female shared no resemblance to their genetic traits. Yori could practically remove the Rinn’egan from the list of suspicion. Had she possessed such an eye technique the fight would have been over long ago. No this left only one option; the Byakugan. The fact she had remembered him and even spoken out to him made the deduction of who she was that much easier. “My…my..” A soft chuckled escaped him. “You’ve grown Misaki..Hyuuga.” Her named fumed from his lips. “Those eyes of yours sure have grown more beautiful since when we were younger..” His comment was rather odd.
 
 Misaki: -Her eyebrows arched high as she stared at him, his words reached her ears but she didn't quite comprehend them, he remembered her? She found herself unable to move at the realization and in that moment she decided she would not move, would he really kill her and eat her? There was only one way to find out, she knew that her Students would flee home regardless of what happened and hopefully he would leave them be, he only seemed interested in her. "Y-you remember me?" It was a contrast, her being surprised that he remember her even though he was the outsider, an onlooker would have been taken off guard at such an act. Misaki, once again, moved forward several place unsure if doing so would make him angrier or not, either way she had to find out, she moved several paces before stopping and deactivating her Byakugan, her heart was pounding in her chest as she did so.-
Yori: Strident rays of daytime descended down through the slowly dissipating cloud coverage, enlightening the used state of the street; the scattered buildings around them spattered with equal parts blood and mire. Now that some form of lambency illuminated the area the rusty colored sludge beneath their feet had become more easily noticeable. The sun dangled mid-way in the lambent beryl toned sky; only a few clouds marred its flawlessness now, intermittently they blocked the sun. Yori remained standing in between the red headed Hyuuga and the building her genin were currently located. “Misaki..lets end this here.” His voice was undemanding; rather soft and sentimental. Still the pudgy figure remained active and rather than attempt to kill her it had a different motive now. Rapidly it charged her from the left; its right arm extended out from its side. Gesturing a lariat the clone pressed forward more rapidly; its force sent a spray of thick brown muck along the back of Yori. Approaching swiftly it had the means to easily knock her on her backside; there was no question about it. Tilting his head to the side a genuine smile unraveled along his padded lips. Should it have meet its mark the short figure would have cut across her chest with blunt force; worst case scenario a fractured rib.
 
 
Misaki: -Misaki didn't move but instead focused Chakra to the point of impact at a swift rate, the hit would hurt but she may not tumble over regardless of injuries sustained, she had been hit previously much harder and with the intent to kill after all, she was no so easily moved. The clone, if that was indeed what it was, grew in the distance quickly until it was upon her, she braced herself for impact and let out a gush of air as she was hit, stumbling back several steps and almost slipping over in the sludge, her eyes twitched and her Byakugan activated once again, seemingly of it's own freewill, the whisker like marks on her cheeks darkened slightly though barely noticeable from where Yori stood. She had felt the slight crack of one of her ribs, it was not broken, there wasn't enough pain for that but she was now slightly injured, almost as soon as the clone had hit and the Rib had been fractured it began healing again, slowly and then a little quicker as Chakra seeped into it. Misaki lifted her head and shook away the foreboding feeling coursing through her veins, Yori was making it very hard for her to not attack him, "Ouch" was all she said as she met his gaze a small yet sincere smile thrown his way.-
 
 
Yori: Regardless of the effect it had on her body he used the few minutes it would have thrown her off her game to slip away; any further confrontation with her wouldn’t have been pleasant for her. Should he actually resort to using THAT technique it would have been bad for not only her but her students also. Yori hadn’t even made an attempt to catch the feint sincere smile she seemed to flash his way before vanishing into a wall of liquid. A technique similar to the Hirashin no jutsu it allowed him to move through liquids to other forms of liquid he touched. Entering through one of the many puddles around them he re-emerged some great distance from their location. Now if she could spot him still he wasn’t certain but he knew her shushin no jutsu would have been rendered useless at this distance.
 
 
Mission Completed: Villagers saved and Buildings remade, Outposts posted for safety, still no sign of Yori Hozuki the Missing-Ninja but ANBU are in pursuit traveling along his last known location. Squad 1 has succeeded in their Mission and arrived home safely.