Those That Walk, Will Crawl [Mission] [Closed]

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] Name: They Lurk Mission: The Watchers have made themselves know again, leaving three homes in a civilian village massacred. In the victims' blood are strange occult symbols and writings, and there is evidence of cannibalism. Investigate the scene, find where the criminals have gone and engage them. Leave at least one alive for questioning. The mind of the young Uchiha raced as eh moved swiftly, barely noticed among the trees. He had long ago retreated within his mind on his journey. Now he replayed events in his head, a dark day, the clouds blocking he sun to the point everything was cast in gray, and the canyon, atop the waters surface his sister pleaded with a man. Yuu was too far away, he’d never make it in time, then a flash forward, he was standing before the man, hot pain burned in his left shoulder, his shirt stained red as he looked up to the dark, clouded face of his old sensei. He shook his head, clearing his mind, and coming to a halt upon a larch branch, a soft thud was made as he knelt down, placing the finger tips of his hands against the wood, and listened. That day still haunted him, but he couldn’t let those things distract him now. He had received the closest thing to an ANBU mission he had seen thus far. A string of murders had been reported, not only had two homes been utterly revenged, all members of the house hold killed in a very violate manner, but an entire town had also been massacred. He had been dispatched to track down the ones responsible and bring them to justice. His freshest lead was a recently reported home invasion, making three homes violated. The thought and reports made him sick. The people didn’t deserve what had happened to them, and form what they had gathered, the ones responsible were known as “the Watchers”. They were a demonic cult following, who worshiped some demon or demons, who knew for sure. But he was to find them, bring them to justice, and leave at least one alive. Which meant deadly force was permitted save one must live. That was fine by him. He could take out his frustrations and seek payment for the lives these monsters had stolen. He moved again, not far from where the house was, and he could begin o hear the raise of voices ahead, and the strong smell of smoke and ash. It had recently happened, probably last, judging y the smell of the smoke. As he grew nearer the smell of blood was noticeable. That was worrisome… he wasn’t even at the house and he could smell the blood. It was going to be another gruesome scene. He landed outside of the hut, s small but two story woodhouse on the outskirts of a small trading village. The dark woods around them served as a perfect escape for the villains, Yuu observed as he rose to his full height and looked around solemnly. A man, a local authority, eyed the boy, as did a small group that had been steering people away from the scene, all looked at the shinobi in shock and surprise. They had been notified that a shinobi village had been requested to take care of the growing situation, and they knew the situation was grim. So whoever they would send would be a very dangerous individual form their assumptions. So to see a boy, well young man, was s shock. He scared them with his mere presence. After looking over the entire house, noticing the front window had been smashed, and the main door had been ripped form it’s hinges, fragments of it scattered about and tape sealing off the entrance gave away either the monsters entrance or their exit. Form the direction of most of the debris Yuu guested their exit. The local authority came over tentatively, clearly nervous. ”Are yo,… you the Shinobi sent to solve these murders?” Yuu waited, still gazing calmly and steady at the house, the smell of blood oozing form it like a noxious gas. The he slowly, after a few moments of silence turned his head to look at the man with a clam, blank stare… credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

[yuu]

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[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] Looking back to the house Yuu started forward slowly, approaching the house while taking in everything his blank stare saw. He had to keep his mind on the task. He had to focus and not let his emotion get the better of him. He had to make these men… no these monsters pay for all they’ve done. ”Tell me what you know of what happened here.” Yuu spoke calmly and in a low, normal tone. Not raising or lowering his voice, it just load enough for the to of them to hear and the others to visibly strain to try to catch his words. The man blinked and nodded furiously. ”Right, From what we can tell the attackers came in from the front and left the same way. They…. Well killed the entire family just as they sat down to eat dinner it looks like… It’s a real blood bath inside. Theres also a large hole on the back of the house, one of the walls looks like it was damaged by the fire the attackers caused as they left. Most of the back of the house is in rubble and blackened and it’s really a miracle it rained last night or we would have lost the house in the flames…. What do you think…?” The presentation was nice, but wrong. Yuu was silent as he walked around to the back of the house, the man following in his wake. He was right, the back of the house looked as though a bomb had gone off. A large section of the wall was missing, but it looked like it had been blown in, and it was in a very neat circle to have been simple damage. No, this was the work of a jutsu. ”Your wrong…” he spoke the words slowly, in no hurry and pretty bluntly, causing the man to blink but as he opened his mouth to speak, his face scrunched in confusion the boy caught silenced him. ”If you look at the debris here, you can clearly see this wall was blown in, and I’m wiling to bet that’s what also started the fire. Meet me back around front, I must go through the house.” He didn’t want to, but he had to see what these monsters were capable of, and how they moved through the house. As he moved, the man backed off, staring after the boy and then went around. Yuu wished he hadn’t gone through, and it took nearly everything he had to hold his stomach together. It was a bloody mess alright. The corpse were still fresh, many will severe burns and oddly enough their hearts missing from the looks of it. A family of 5…. Tragic. He made it back through he front of the house, and his suspicions were confirmed, all the damage pointed to them leaving this way and taking eh same path he had through the house. As the man came back to talk to him Yuu looked up, noticing something in the trees in front of the house. [color=Beige”Wait here…”

[/color] He spoke before the man could utter a word, and preformed a body flicker, vanishing form sight and appearing in the upper trees before the house.

These were the Dark woods and they held many surprises, most of those surprises could kill you. But in the trees, was a partial bloody foot print, and on the truck a blood smear. It seems one of the attackers either got cut in the attack or had a bit of blood on him form his victims…. Their final way of leading to the demise of their murders. Yuu smirked and looked ahead, spotting the next blood smear, and wasted no time beginning his stop and go travels, following he small blood smears after those that he would make pay for these terrible acts. He had a trail, and he would not let them get away. The force of the Uchiha would exact revenge for those fallen.

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Maybe after an hour of traveling, he found a large blood smear and a clearly broken branch. Below, he fell, examining the blood log that had snapped off the great tree. It was dark, Yuu didn’t know if it was day or night and it didn’t matter, his trail had gone cold, and his blank stare narrowed in minor irritation. Quickly vanishing, replaced by a smirk. It had rained last night, or sometime early this morning, and while the attackers had been making their way back to wherever they were to hide till the next monstrous deed was to be carried out, they had gotten sloppy. They were faint, but with the injured man, apparently falling from the trees, they had to carry-on on foot, leading Yuu foot prints.

His smirk faded and a hard expression set on his face and he took to the low branches, keeping the tracks in sight and making sure to scan the area ahead and to the sides for traps in case he was closing in on their hideout. He would find them, and he would follow these tracks, laced with small drops of blood every feet paces, until he held the ones responsible in his hands. He wouldn’t hold back on them. He now carried the knowledge of what they had done, were capable of doing, and possibly what they would do again. He wouldn’t let that happen, not while he drew breath.

[NPC whenever your ready]

credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]
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It seemed the moon could not get any more red. Its color distorted from the position of the sun on the other side of the sky, blocked by the many trees and mountains that stood between it and the glowing luminescent body of rock whose craters had always seemed to smile back at the tiny ants like walked on Earth. The stars took over lighting what the moon could not reach, like tiny hands spreading her glow to the rest of the sky. It was the perfect night for murder. The intensions of three men were exact for this scarlet lit night. Murder, blood...meat. those words range in their heads as they walked hastily to their next target. Who was their target? It was not a shinobi for sure. Their eyes reflected a much bigger thirst than that which could be provided by a shinobi. No they wanted to kill without hassle. They wanted to hear the helpless screams and feed on their fears with open, drooling mouths.

The house stood in front of them now. A simple house, a beautiful one with a fertilized garden filled with edibles that made the men’s mouths curl at the sides. They didn’t want this nasty food. No. They wanted meat. Not red meat, not fish. Hah! They wanted human meat. Their eyes reflected madness. One in particular stood in the middle. Dark skin and darker no hair. Tattoos curled up on his bald head, shades, even in the dark, covered his blood thirsty eyes. He held a sword in his hand, unsheathed and ready for killing. The other two had katanas. The leader seemed relatively calm but the others’ bodies trembling with excitement.

Their names were unknown, but their group name was quite famous. The Watchers Known for killing entire families in night. They had laid low for quite some time, but now it was their turn to reign the night once again. The leader gave a maniacal smile. ”Let’s use the back, boys.” He walked silently over to the fence and jumped over to the back the others followed him obediently. ”Tsch. No door. We’ll have to make our own.” He stepped back slightly, weaving a few hand signs before fire burst from his mouth causing an explosion on the wall and knocking it down.

The three shinobi hurried in to catch their prey that had been blown to the floor--woman, a man, and three young kids. The men licked their lips sadistically. This was going to be fun. The closed in on the three, the man climbing to his feet, using the table for support. ”Stay back!” he said. He grabbed a knife off of the table and swung it violently at the men, threatening them in a foolish manner. It was obvious he knew nothing about killing. The Watcher from the left closed in on the father. ”I’ll take care of this one!” he walked closer. The father swung the knife, catching the man in the arm. He backed up, staring angrily at the man before grabbing a katana from his belt. ”You little bastard!” he swung the katana at the father, stabbing him several times in the chest. He lay there dead and he still jabbed him all over, missing the heart purposefully. He bent down and cut a hole in the chest around the heart. He removed the heart and licked it while staring at the children in the corner. He laughed slightly before taking a bite.

”Heh! My turn!” the second follower said, his voice trembling and high pitched. He walked over to the mother, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her up. He then took his other hand and grabbed her around the neck. She kicked him several times. ”Heheh! We have a feisty one boss!” The leader looked at him angrily. ”You asking for my permission? Eat her already. The children are mine!” With his sword unsheathed he walked over to the children, an evil glare on his face. The youngest was a girl, probably in her threes or fours. He would save the youngest for last. He went for the older boys who clung to each other in front of their younger sister. ”How cute. You know, kids always taste so much better!” He lifted his head, laughing maniacally, saliva falling from his mouth hungrily. The children screamed.



It only took a few minutes before they were done with the family. Their corpses facing up and their chests opened and empty. The three men licked their lips and headed to the front of the house in the next room. The windows and doors had been blown out from the explosion. They stepped over the glass. The Watcher that had gotten cut ignored the blood dripping from his arm, stepped over the glass and they sped away in the night. They would be staying by the river a good mile away. They would be long gone by morning as always.

There was a clearing a good mile away where the three ninja sat by the trees and the water. They needed to wash off before they even dared going back in public again. Of course they would have to lay low for a while, but being caught was not so much an issue for them. They could just eat someone else. The thought tickled them to the bone. ”How was the meal guys? I’d say five is a good amount for one home.” he chuckled a little, the others following in his footsteps. His face turned serious. ”We have a rat...” He clutched his sword and stood up watching the bushes.

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] He’d been traveling a good while, but the sound up ahead gave away the location. Running water, a river or stream. Of course, with all the blood back there they’d been to wash up before they could do much else. While they tried to wash off the evidence, Yuu would find them, and bring with him the fury of their victims. He heard a voice, cold, almost laughing talking about the meal they had enjoyed. The smell of blood flooded Yuu’s nose, the same as the house. It was them. But meal? Had they eaten the victims?! Yuu’s face grew serious, hard, determined, and disgusted all in one expression. He leaped off a branch with more force, emotionally fueled and brushed a branch in his haste. The same cruel voice spoke of a rat, Yuu had been discovered. But they had no idea what had discoed them first. Thunder could be heard above, partially blocked and muffled by the huge enveloping canopy of the trees. Yuu never stopped moving, raising higher in the trees, his speed increasing as he raced upwards silently, then another crack of thunder, much louder, foretelling of the impending rain to come. But with this crack Yuu kicked off a tree hard enough to break off the bark, and launch himself though the branches to the ground, straight for the monsters below. He shot like a missile through the large dark branches, hands behind him and then, he threw his arms forward, unleashing a hail of 8 shuriken down in a cone like fashion. What they couldn’t see form above and in the dim lighting was the metal wires attached to a few of them. The shuriken were meant to announce his presence and motive, and scatter them. But also to isolate one. The cone was thrown around one of them, so if he moved to avoid them, by the time he noticed them he would actuall only get hit by them if he moved to avoid them. The big one with the dark spikey hair was his first target, mostly cause it was the first he saw, but then he noticed the dark eyes of the bald one with dark skin. He still had blood around his mouth and clothes… the very sight angered Yuu and he knew who he would leave alive, if only to allow him to feel the most pain. For now he could only wait and see how these fiends reacted to his presence and attack. credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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The leader, Daisuke, clinched onto his sword even tighter now as he heard the branches cracking as something was headed toward their direction. Someone’s coming.. His thoughts were correct, but he couldn’t still help but wonder. ”This guy must be pretty damn stupid charging towards us making so much noise.” Daisuke laughed and Takashi and Aio’s voice cracked as well as if replying to his laughter with their own. It was only when a handful of shuriken shot towards them. Daisuke swung his sword, knocking the two shuriken heading towards him out of the way. Takashi jumped to the side. Three shuriken had come his way, he managed to dodge the first three but the third grazed him just barely on the shoulder. Aio jumped back trying to dodge the last three shuriken. He brought his arms up to his vital spots and two shuriken stabbed his left hand, the same hand that had been stabbed by the man during the night of the murder.

Even before Aio could look up a young male was already heading towards him ready to fight. He reached for his sword by his waist and pulled it out, readying as fast as he could between the enemy and himself. Meanwhile Daisuke stabbed his sword into the wet earth and weaved handsigns as fast as he could. He brought his fingers up to his mouth, forming an “O” over his lips. Fire burst from his mouth and toward the threatening male.

This was going to be an easy battle, no matter what way anyone looked at it. It was three older males against one foolish young boy. How much easier could a kill be? Takashi licked his dry lips with hunger. Even though he had gotten a good taste of human last night, one heart just wasn’t enough for him. He wanted more! More! More! His eyes lightened in a hungry craze as he unsheathed his sword and head straight for the man, his katana swinging back and forth with no control what-so-ever. "Hahahaha! You're gunna die boy!

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] As he fell like a rocket from the tree tops, he saw his shuriken hit, and stay with one of the men. Target number one it seemed was chosen by the fate of the shuriken. He twisted his body, slamming down fairly hard onto a thick tree branch still above them, his feet a bit numbed, only slightly from the sudden impact, as one of the men, baldy, shot a ball of fire his way. So this was the one responsible for the fire damage… He was a fair distance away, but even still the fire ball raced to him and in order to dodge and better place himself he jumped forward and over the man, to far to be hit by his sword and far to suddenly for him to hopefully react to the boys change in direction… he landed on the slow moving waters surface, channeling chakra effortlessly and flicking his fingers, pulling his hands in a strange looking motion. One of the idiots was charging him with his sword flinging wildly, he was of no concern yet, his ally was between him and Yuu, and he wasn’t the target. The finger and hand motions and summoned the shuriken on the ground, still attached to the nearly invisible ninja wire, and they all jumped at Yuu’s command. Pulled in the way he desired to wrap around the man who already had two shuriken stabbed into him…. That would lead to be his biggest down fall. As the wires ensnared him, fighting around him, Yuu weaved his own hand signs… to show them what true fire was. The boy jumped again, quickly going above the man, on the low branches and putting his fingers to his lips after his hand signs and unleashing a torrent of fire.. but not directly… rather along the once invisible wires. The orange and red fire raced down the wires with blinding speed and around the wires entangling the man, causing him to be wrapped completely in fire in less then seconds…. Before much action could be taken, Yuu dropped from above him, drawing his tanto quickly and driving the blade into his back, his weight and fall forcing the man to the ground and hopefully ending him. The fire would die quickly enough, reveling the body ann Yuu, as he rose sliding his blade back into it’s sheath, looking up at the other two with a fierce and deadly gaze… ”I am a Shinobi form Ranpugakure no Sato… and I will end your miserable lives. Give up now, or face my wrath. This will be your only warning…” His voice was calm and low, mixing with the sound of the dying fire it was menacing even. Even though he had given them an option… he hoped they would fight… he didn’t want to give them any mercy they didn’t deserve.. Justu Used: Sōshuriken no Jutsu Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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Aoi saw the heat of the flames hover above him and watched as the boy jump away to a branch. He chuckled slightly. Although he didn’t show it, he was thankful for Daisuke’s sudden save. In fact it somewhat surprised the man. Daisuke wasn’t one to go out of his way for anyone. He was a lone fighter, you could say. When in battle the man usually only fought for one person: himself. For him to “waste” his chakra on Aoi gave him a good feeling of relief. He also figured that later he would get a beating for it, but he could care less about that. Aoi lowered his stance as the boy wired shuriken. He gripped his katana hard, ready for anything that came his way. The boy raised the shuriken with the wire, manipulating it with the nearly invisible string that ran through the throwing stars.

The wires started closing in on him he swung his sword to attempt to cut the wires mid-air. ”What the—“ Aoi froze in shock, his sword. Why did it not cut the wire?! Fear surged through him as the wires wrapped around his body. He had worn his katana down to nothing; it had practically no blade left on it. This was bad. This was really bad for him. His arms were now stuck to his side from the force of the wire against his skin. Any tighter and it would cut through his flesh as though it were butter. He yelled, struggling to get out before. Takashi stopped in his tracks, backing up slightly as the young man set the wires on fire. Aoi screamed, staring at his so called “teammates” Madness covered his eyes as he realized they had no intentions of helping him.

”That’s okay guys! This fire will burn like Hell, but I’ll see you later in the real Underworld! I’m coming Daddy! Daisuke! Takashi! Come home quick! I’m sure Satan will give us all a REAL WELCOMING PARTY!” His laugh echoed through the forest as he struggled in the fire that was burning his flesh to nothing. The smell of crisped meat filled the air. That was it for Aoi. His body was limp and the fire from the strings faded.

Daisuke and Takashi faced the young man, their eyes filled not with sadness but excitement. It seemed that even after seeing their teammate die, they were still ready for a good fight...even if it meant to the death. Takashi inched closer, his blade circled little by little at the man. Daisuke’s sword was still gripped tight, but hung loosely at his side. He wasn’t scared at all. No fear was in him the least bit.

”Hah! You? A Shinobi? That’s a real laugh. You’re nothing but an infant playing with Demons out of his league.” Takashi laughed at his leader’s comment before rushing towards the enemy. ”Like they say: can’t fit diapers? Wear depends!”

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] ”Heh…Out of my league…” Yuu spoke the words barely above a whisper, a small, devilish smirk raising the corner of his mouth as his eyes stared hard into the two men before him. The one with long red hair and strange tattoos across his body raced for him screaming something Yuu didn’t care to try to make out. But his sword was something to keep in mind. In fact, all three of them had blades and only one had shown any ability in jutsu. That mattered but not right now. He had a crazy freak charging at him with a katana, and that had to be dealt with. The wires had been burned to ash so they no longer lingered on his fingers, so he’d have to go to his next plan of attack. He let his arms fall to his sides, drawing 3 kunai in his left hand, and 2 in his right, throwing the two form his right on the ground by his feet and the rest forward at the charging enemy. Even with three kunai racing to meet him, Yuu didn’t plan for that to end the fight. So he jumped back maybe 5 feet, and slid a hand down to snatch up another kunai form his right holster, holding it in his hand tightly, ready for the man to dispatch his kunai and continue his charge. He would meet him head on, and while Yuu wasn’t particularly found or skilled in Taijutsu, he felt he might be able to handle him… but only time would tell… Justu Used: credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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Daisuke’s eyes narrowed at the boy. He seemed completely unfazed. Either that, or merely foolish. The man loosened and tightened his grip around the sword over and over. Takashi was charging the man at full speed. Once that hotheaded guy found a target worth killing, there wasn’t a thing that could get in his way. Takashi loved to slice things up. Oh! How he loved it. Daisuke knew Takashi more than anyone. The two of them actually grew up together, both agreeing to this crazy idea of a group. It was only after Aoi joined that the group, the Watchers, actually became famous to a point. They were all alike in one way or another. They loved to kill, loved the color of blood, and loved the taste. That is what made them bond so quickly. However, Daisuke wasn’t one to care for others more than him. That was a given. But something between Takashi and Daisuke was hidden. They for sure had a deeper bond than with any other person.

Daisuke saw the younger male throw the kunai and simply watched. He knew that Takashi could kill this boy by himself; there was no doubt about that. He was skilled with Taijutsu and his katana was always sharpened to kill. There would be no way a measly child like this one could take such a skilled swordsman down. There was just no way. Takashi was closing in, the boy through kunai and with his blade; the red-headed male cut them to the side. He laughed again, running faster this time. ”Why you backing up kid, are you scared?!” his voice was cracking in his own amusement.

Takashi focused chakra into the soles of his feet, a large amount at one time. The earth beneath him cracked and he was shot forward like a cannon ball, hit sword outstretched far, aiming for the boy. It was an incredibly fast push. ”There’s no way this kid can dodge this, heh!”

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] Damn he was fast! The red head closed the gap quickly, faster then Yuu would have really liked but that didn’t really matter, he just had watch the advance for his plan to work. He spared a quick glance to see the dark skinned baldy still watching, and that wasn’t happiness in his eye. Possibly excitement, butt Yuu had a plan to wipe that clean as well. He would bring down his entire team right before his eyes and replace his smug excitement with fear. Then the man charging him increased his speed dramatically, stabbing forward at near incredible speed. With the sudden burst Yuu doubted he would have been able to dodge it fully without taking damage… luckily he didn’t have to. His hard expression never faulted as he bought up his free hand, forming the snake sign and then the show began… A explosion ripped in the silence of the air, as the two kunai from earlier that he had thrown at his feet erupted beneath the charging man. Yuu hadn’t been running, and he wasn’t nearly dumb enough to engage a man who was wielding a katana in direct combat in case he was skilled. What Yuu was, was extremely skilled with shuriken jutsu and he displayed this by attacking mainly with his ninja tools while he could. He had timed the tags fairly well, if not a little late, catching eh rear of the man as he passed over the kunai towards Yuu. That had also been why he had retread a few feet, to make the trap a bit more effective. The explosion of two kunai so close would cause Yuu in his balanced stance to slide back, feet digging into the ground to stop himself against the concussive wave of the blast. He didn’t know if it had done what he had hoped to the charging man, but he could hope for the best as the gray smoke began to clear, he held his kunai defensively waiting for the air to clear, as the sound echoed throughout the forest. He would look for movement, and was able to catch sight of the bald man through eh clearing smoke, the red headed swordsman still lost form his view but the smoke was clearing rapidly, and thunder shook the trees around them and the patter of rain could be heard racing through the trees and on the leaves, like water on a tin roof. It started to fall on them, lightly for now, but distant thunder promised more to come, as the air cleared and the battle heated up… credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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Takashi could feel the heat of the explosion below him and right under his legs. He knew right away that he would have to shift his weight and get out of the way as soon as possible. There wasn’t even enough time for that. The ninja attempted to curl his feet into his body to dodge the major portion of the explosion. He brought up his arms to cover his head, still gripping his sword tightly as to not lose it in the explosion. He could feel the head of the fire racing towards him. The bottom of his pants went through the fire, charring its blue color to a gray and black. The force of the blow sent him flying into the river. He splashed into the water. For a moment he floated in shock, falling deeper and deeper into the river. He then swam to the top and climbed out, using his chakra to stick his hands to pull himself out and to stand on his feet.

He looked at the fire that stuck to the dry leaves around the explosion area. That was very close. Had he not landed in the water, the explosion would have burnt him to death. He stared at the blue-haired boy angrily, brought his fist up and yelled. ”Hey punk! That could have killed me you lil brat! Takashi was officially angry, to a deadly amount. He was furious with the Ranpu Chuunin that stood on the land before him. He put his sword back in the case from his belt and brought his hands up. He cursed the boy under his breath as he weaved a long list of various hand sign, reciting him quietly in his head. The top of the water began to create large ripples before it shot up, the water taking the form of a dragon. ”Hah! Beg now and I may just kill you quickly!” Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet The name of the jutsu recited in his head as though it was his second nature.

He preferred Taijutsu over Ninjutsu, but he would make an exception for the brat. His suiton jutsu was his seconday, Taijutsu being his first. Suiryūdan no Jutsu was by far his best Ninjutsu in his arsenal. The water dragon headed straight for the boy, its formed fangs dripping with the river’s liquid. Daisuke knew right away to jump to higher land, the water would sweep even him away should he get in the way. The man knew that Takashi wasn’t the best in aim, and he would only get in the way should he continue to stand here. With that, Daisuke jumped onto of a branch, and again to a higher one, standing there and waiting to see how the boy would fair.

Daisuke Jutsu
Used:
Fire Ball Jutsu x2
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Takashi Used
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Using:
Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] He survived, Yuu’s expression turned bored, although inside he was reeling. The explosion had been under his legs and yet there he stood…. He better start really bringing it or else he felt he’d regret it . Rising form the water, Yuu readjusted, facing him but making sure the other one was still in his sight, “Never turn you back on an enemy”, wise words form his sensei he would never forget. The sting of hand signs caused Yuu to tighten his muscle, preparing to move the instant he knew what was coming. To his surprise, it the very water he stood on erupted, a large dragon made of moving water burst form the liquid surface and surged at him and form his peripheral vision he moved his head to see the bald man jump higher, then looking back at the incoming dragon, focusing his vision at it, he quickly stood up straight, legs together and formed a hand sign. Using his hiding like a mole jutsu, the ground seemingly vanished below him and returned covering his escape, moments before the water dragon smashed the earth where he’d been. The man in the river probably would have assumed him to be hit, while the other might have caught his escape. No matter, Yuu wasn’t gonna give them the time to communicate. Shooting from the earth to the side of the water projectile, and the edge of the river, being sure to keep the water as a wall between him and the bald man as long as it was there. Shooting up, the ground replacing itself as he used the whack-a-mole technique, his feet just off the top of the water, flying through a set of hand signs and drawing chakra to his chest and mouth, Yuu was ready to unleash hell… in his head he spoke calmly to himself, ” Katon: Zukokku”. Pulling his arms to his sides, hands in fists, the kunai clutched in his right hand still, a torrent of flame was unleashed from his mouth. This was no mere fire ball, but a raging wave of fire that just seemed to grow as if sped to the red haired man not far away. The fire rose high into the air, and to the sides, racing as if a living beast in need of the mans flesh to be satisfied. The boys face changed as the fire ripped form his mouth, angry, full of rage in the instant calling he fury of the very gods these monsters would worship… If the fire connected, which so close had a high chance of doing so, the mans body would be little more then an empty shell of what he once was… if eh survived. But all Yuu could do was unleash his hell, and see how the man could or if he could counter such an assault… Jutsu Used: Earth Release: Hiding Like a Mole Technique Ninja Art: Whac-A-Mole Jutsu Fire Release: Intelligent Hard Work credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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”Did I get him?!” Takashi said, waiting impatiently for the water to subside so he could get a glimpse of the dead boy’s body. He could image it laying there, wet and ready for stabbing and eating. Takashi walked slowly to the land a few steps ahead. It was then that his eyes widened, the water was gone and the boy’s body nowhere in sight. Takashi looked up, left, right, behind. He wasn’t anywhere in sight. His eyes shot to the ground as the earth began to move and the boy came up from the earth fire emitting from his mouth. Takashi tried to step back, but fear held him to the ground with its gravity. ”How!?” The fire raced over to the man, engulfing him in the harsh flames. He could feel his flesh burning, falling off of him as it seemed to melt. Takashi yelled in pain, looking at Daisuke how had stepped back with one foot in horror.

Daisuke looked away. There was no hope for Takashi now. He was a goner. The bald headed man knew there was nothing he could do. His jutsu was fire, had it been water he would have done something. But now he was useless...he looked back up in despair. His friend crawled on the floor, the flames eating at him and licking him with its hostile tongues. ”Daisuke! Takashi’s hand clawed at the ground in pain before he went limp, his body bloodied. Burnt black in some parts and completely down to the bone in others. Daisuke turned his gaze at the boy, anger filled in his eyes.

His grip came tighter on his sword as he jumped down to his friend. He looked down at his severely burned body and his dead soul. His gaze then turned to the boy. He was furious. Takashi and he had been through everything together. Despite his sadistic ways, Daisuke was still human. His face turned red through his black skin, vessels popping up around his lobes. ”Damn you! You’ll pay for this!” Daisuke charged; his sword in hand. The fire burned in his eyes like the flames of hell.

[yuu]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=padding-left: 20px; font-family: helvetica neue; font-weight: 100!important; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 18px; color: #9e5610; text-shadow: 2px 2px 0px #2e0a01; opacity: 0.7; -moz-opacity: 0.7;]AND HEROES VANISH LIKE FALLING STARS[/style]	[STYLE=margin-left: 5px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; width: 90%; background-color: #561b11; border-left: 1px solid #9e5610; padding: 10px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; color: #b45238;] The man crawled to land, and suffered, sadly only for a moment. Yuu’s face returned to the blank slate, as he gazed down at the dying man, letting him suffer for what he had done to all those people… Then he died. Simple as that. Yuu Turned his gaze up to the bald man.. He would be next, but he would live. He would live to pay not only for his crimes but the crimes of all his comrades. In the eyes of the dark skinned man, Yuu saw burning anger. That wasn’t what he wanted… he wanted the man to know fear, just like that of which he had put in his victims. ”Daisuke huh? Well Daisuke….. what do you say we finish this?” he spoke at a calm, almost quiet tone, with his blank, bored expression on his face, eyes unblinking at the man, kunai in his right hand. He was ready to end this little game and take this monster down. He would win, even if the man came back to the village half alive, that’d be fine by Yuu. The easy way or the hard way… it didn’t matter to the young man. As the man charged Yuu felt his chakra begin to surge.. it was time to use the power of the Uchiha to extinguish whatever flame of hope this monster still clung to. Most people live their entire lives hearing of the tales of the legendary Uchiha. Those that were and still are considered myths and legends. The mighty Sharingan is a story you tell your children so they behave. Yuu couldn’t imagine how the enemies of the Uchiha felt when they faced such a fabled doujutsu… and he was a wild card.. looking nothing like a traditional Uchiha, his power always caught those who saw it off guard. Chakra flooded his eyes, and closing them briefly, they opened, revealing the blood red eye, the black pupil and two commas around it. The world looked so different through Yuu’s eyes… he wished form time to time, others could see it… But now all he saw was a charging man, filled with anger wielding a sword. He was quick but not as fast as the last one. The rain started coming down now, harder, but not exceptionally heavy luckily. Yuu knew, this was the end of this man, this “Daisuke”. His rain of terror would die her, in the rain with the demons he called comrades. He threw the kunai with expert speed and precision. He was renown for his skill, able to throw twice as fast as any shinobi within his own village, and burying eh kunai in a large tree branch above, but in front of him, and between him and the approaching man. Then he charged himself, racing to meet the man. Sliding his left hand to his kuani holster as he began to run, he retrieved a handful of shuriken in his right and, throwing them like a steel barrage, and crossing his arms in front of him, slipping the kunai skillfully to his right hand. The shuriken would be a nice distraction, and help him gain the upper hand in the close range fight, and maybe even land a hit. But it was time to bring this into close combat. He wasn’t very skilled in the area, but with his sharingan, he hoped to be well enough off to best this man. Plus he wanted the satisfaction of beating him to within inches of his life with his own fists… Meeting him in a blind of speed, he would look to punch forward, kunai in his grip, blade pointed away from his body. He’d either move to block the sword, or cut into the mans body if the opportunity presented itself. Either way, blood would be spilled this day. Jutsu Used: Activated the Sharingan. credits :: by KONYA☆[/style]	[atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.8; -moz-opacity: 0.8; border: 4px solid #ac7322; margin-right: 18px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.5; -moz-opacity: 0.5; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; opacity: 0.3; -moz-opacity: 0.3; border: 4px solid #ac7322;] [/style]

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Daisuke was nearing the boy, hate filled in his eyes. Their reflection showed the history of the man and his friend. Their entire history shone bright through his pupils. The only thought in Daisuke’s head was to make this man suffer for killing Takashi. He wished for nothing else. His hate would be his strength in this battle. And if, by any chance, he could not win, he would nick his own throat to go and join his friends in the place they were destined from the first blood they spilled as a team. He would make this man suffer, bleed, curse the life that he hung onto so dearly. Him and his now bloodied hands served no better as an opponent as anyone else. In fact, if anyone were to beat that dang kid it would be Daisuke.

The bald man brought his sword back, ready to block the kunai that shot his way. He watched as it landed between them. ”He missed? No. That’s not it!” Daisuke ran around the kunai. He was sure that something was up with it. Possibly an explosion tag had been attached to the throwing knife. That would end him. He wasn’t nearly as fast as Takashi was. The only reason Takashi had gotten out of that sticky situation was that he was quick on his feet and in the air. In fact, Daisuke would go so far as to say he was an expert in maneuvering around traps.

Having gone around the suspicious kunai, Daisuke continued to charge at his prey. The boy brought his arms up, shuriken lodged between his fingers. He again brought his sword up, knocking them away as they shot towards him in deathly accuracy. This boy was fast with his weapons, there was no doubt about it. He was obviously skilled, and he was much better than his age made him seem to be. He was sure that both Aoi and Takashi had underestimated the boy by a long shot, but he would not repeat that error. The man would go full force on this boy. He would wear and tear his body. Whether his bones broken, stabbed in several places, hanging on by one thread, he would destroy this boy! He would have his vengeance.

Daisuke brought his hands up to form a sign; he jumped high in the air and hovered a few meters before the other male, high above him. He brought his fingers to his mouth. It was the same jutsu as he had done before, in face twice, once before and once again the night of the murder. He would kill this boy in the Flames of Hell. ”Die you little brat!” Fire flew from his mouth in a giant ball. He was so close to the boy that dodging this blow would be nearly impossible. A smile crossed his lips as the fire rushed toward his target. While in midair he grabbed six shuriken, throwing them into the fire so they couldn’t be seen, and would most likely hit him. The fire ball, it was a giant one, much bigger than the last two he had created. But it had its costs. Daisuke landed on the ground, back up slightly in case the boy should attack through the flames. This would be his funeral. ”Hmph! A funeral fit for a king!

Jutsu Used:
Fire Ball Jutsu x3