Remnant Dolphins

Several days had passed since he annihilated the leaders of the Blue Dolphin Movement that had spread throughout Kirigakure, but even though its head was gone the ideals that it had inspired remained in the hearts of its residents. And so he'd willingly stayed behind in Kuromizu to see how matters progressed; ordinarily, such a mission was left to Genin and other more expendable shinobi someone else. Still, Fuyuki was a man who finished what he started, and when he became Mizukage, he would brook no disloyalty from anyone. It behoved him to plant those ideas as soon as possible in the minds of his future subjects.

True to his predictions, a week's worth of time after the destruction of the blue dolphin estate and assassination he'd carried out the streets once again began to buzz with word of a resurrection of the movement, the current Daimyo was a man much reviled for his laziness. While that made him an awful ruler, it made Kirigakure filthy rich from clearing up his many mistakes. It was not as though the weak had a say in the matter anyway, and it was all up to him in the end; he was there to silence the dying embers for the final time, and he'd do so after they'd conveniently rounded up all of the new rebels for him.

In five days they'd hold a meeting in a large underground venue, where the new leaders of the movement would hold a rallying speech. Amateurs the lot of them, idealists without power or means, they would never succeed even if they were left alone but fanning the fire made it burn all the brighter. Were they not dealt with they'd cease being a cute diversion and emerge a full-fledged nuisance.

Yes, they'd made efforts to disguise the information of course, but Ninjutsu was a power of which commoners held little to no knowledge. It allowed Fuyuki to assume whatever shape he desired, day after day, he took different forms and deliberately pretended to fail their inspections. Until the point, that false expectations inflated their faith in their method, and when that became the case, he assumed another form to pass it masterfully.

He'd taken the guise of a young woman and had conveyed the personality of a real fighter and idealist, the kind of person whom they'd instinctively favour and that was their greatest mistake. When every would-be rebel was assembled, the leaders gathered together to preach the virtue of the mission and why it mattered. There was much ado about the Feudal Lord's habit of underpaying for their work and selling it elsewhere for an enormous profit, and about how he used shinobi to reinforce his power.

That last part was correct, and Fuyuki was about to show them just how much after he'd spent a while longer listening to them incriminating themselves. When that moment came, he dispelled his illusion and revealed himself as a Kirigakure Shinobi to their roars of horror.

As expected, they turned weapons immediately, but their blows could not harm him, and so he continued to form the necessary hand seals whilst they desperately tried to kill him. When his Water Release technique was completed the entire room was stripped of all life and rebels in seconds, leaving nothing but a silent massacre and blood-red waters.