Eliminate The Threat
It was dawn in the prosperous village of Tsukigakure, the king rooster of the king village soon began to enrich the starting gears of the day with a booming crow to the first arriving rays of the Sun tipping over the horizon. At this time a-day most would be tucked in tightly asleep, exploring limitless fields of joy in their on unique worlds of wonder. In the case of a working man or woman they would be fighting off the strangling grasp of sleep like an entangled lover as they felt to face the day's roaring challenges. Alas a ninja, a real...ninja would be either returning from a grueling adventure of nocturnal battle against some weary foe, or leaping forth in the cover of dawn to launch the starting bomb of a cold war not yet begun. A misty breath full of morning dew escaping the wet lips of one such ninja, whose eyes sparkled with a beauty so mysterious it would tempt the moon itself to overstay it welcome. This ninja's shadow streaking quickly across the rooftops of the village in silent anticipation, the sound of tightening leather was the only hum to come from this figure as it's hand's tightened fiercely in on one another as if holding the most valuable treasure in the world. Hooded with cheap cloth the revealed man somersaulted across a menacing gape of darkness as he sprinted at a jogging pace towards the west of the village. away from the piercing glares of the rising sun.
Listening to the roaring croaks of the King rooster the male hastened his already blurring fast pace. Suddenly vaulting onto ground level the male hit the ground with a muffled 'Thump!' no louder than cloth hitting sand. However it seemed as the man's pace was too fast for his own good and as he rolled on the ground his ragged cloak was ripped askew from his body in a tearing shriek, that left the now uncovered face of the Haichibi no Shujaku uncovered for the world to see. A slight groan of annoyance coming from him, calculating the Roosters average croaks everyday in comparably to the time most citizens wake up he was running out of time. So shutting out all signs of excitement in his eyes, Tadoe's sparkling blue's dimmed to a somber mellow and as he dived towards the ground in a headfirst jump he mouthed out a few words into the wind, his hands flashing wildly in intricate seals. And at the exact moment of impact time seemed to slow, in a kilometer east of the jumping man the rooster was halfway through it's croaking it's wings extended in all it's arrogant glory as it proudly sung to the Sun. 2 kilometer west of the Rooster in Tadoe's direction a hooded figure was sweating bullets as it quickly attempted to maneuver the various streets and alleyway's of Tsukigakure. Then as the Rooster croaked to the Sun, Tadoe was engulfed by the Earth like a long lost child fresh from the perils of war, the wind echoing in his wake,"Do...chuu..Eigyo." A spiraling wisp of smoke trailing the spot of breaching as the ground returned to from like nothing ever happened.
Letting himself slip into a state of semi-conscious ,Tadoe's mind drifted through his limbo of knowledge as he seemingly swam effortlessly through the bowels of the earth, his lids half closed in one of the most blissful expressions the man would dare be caught dead in. He could not explain it ,but it was just something about the Earth, Sky, Moon, and Sun that put him so at rest. So comforting... like the warm embrace of a mother's to her child. Like something Tadoe himself never had. Opening his minds he felt hist target, the man's vibration's as he rushed through the village in cold panic leaving none unnoticed. A cold predatory smirk etching itself onto the lips of the ninja who traveled under the ground at easy speeds of 35 km/hhis face askew with the damp mud of his transportation, grinding in easy friction against his pale face' Almost like a spa treatment...' The somber thought brought an idle huff of amusement, shadowed by the aggravated groan of his prisoner. The stark ninja only known as Tadoe was was almost captivated by his comrade's handling off this situation in such a clean and orderly fashion. Having tracked down this spy before any crucial information could be leaked was diamonds in gold casing for him. Now it was time for him to get his hands a little dirty, but hey when it came to getting in the trenches and fighting for your life. In Tadoe's head, saying getting your hands dirty might as well been said on opposite's day.Pivoting his body in a leaning position his body began to dive into the crushing depths of Gaea going 10....15....now 20 meters into the earth! And even Tadoe's enduring tank of a body begun to whine at the ungodly force of only a fraction of the earth's will bearing down on him. It excited him he wanted to go deep.' Deeper...yes' Yes deeper he should....'No!' Snapping his head out of it an annoyed growl pierced through his mind as his ribs ached in soreness. Tilting his head to ground level he begun to zero in on his target. Yes he could almost picture the man now as he closed his eyes. Every single footstep the sloppy spy made ended up painting a muggy yet ever-evolving shot of the environment around him. Almost like a heat-seeking missile Tadoe allowed the combined pressure of the Earth's soil trying so valiantly to rid it's occupants of the foreign creature along with natural dynamics to spring shot himself from the depths like The Great White of the Sea.
On top level the spy now know as Shibaku Taii ran. Hard. White air flaring from his nostrils as he engulfed the morning dew with the life giving oxygen, expelling more water than waste in his foolhardy escape. He knew they were on to him, they had to be...everything that was happening couldn't be a coincidence. Those...horrible things coming out of the shadows while he lay sleep. At first he thought them dreams..simple products from the intense paranoia of being in enemy territory, but one night a mistake from the beyond pushed it to a new level.
'It was a gloomy setting on a cloudy night that was proving to be brewing into a storm right atop none other than the vast village of Tsukigakure, most of it's inhabitants were fast asleep recovering from the past day's trials & errors. All but one, slimy little man from some upstart merc group intent on making a name for themselves." Tch. With these maps of the underground caverns leading all over the village leading into the country, my Boss's guys will be able to sack this two-bit village for all it's got and get away without a trace. Like those ninja guys." He chuckled as he took an idle puff from his tobacco pipe, however the musty stench of the stuffing in the pipe said he was smoking anything but. Unrolling a few scrolls and giving grunts of approval he checked off a few targets in a list." I should have all the blueprints I need in the next week or so...then I'll just...get some...supplies an-" He yawned slightly hearing his belly rumble louder then his own he put down his pipe momentarily to fetch himself some food, but in his far-off state he failed to notice a small shadow streak across his room to his desk.
Now filled to the brim and his gluttony satisfied he looked idly groggily over to his stack of scrolls and information before yawning," Eh. It can wait till tomorrow." And just like that he begun to lumber over to his bed before the sound of thunder penetrated his ears. Slightly jumping in surprise to the sudden crackling boom which shook the very foundation of the building he was in in small but lengthy vibrations, Shibaku looked towards his window with reddened eyes weary with paranoia. Rain just beginning to pour down he walked over to the window staring oddly as he commented in his grizzled old voice." I would've sworn I had this closed. Mm. Must've been the storm."Dismissing the paranoia with a dismissive drawl he headed towards his destination, throwing off his dirty rags and collapsing under the soothing warmth of worn out sheets given to him by the Inn he currently stayed in. Quickly falling asleep he dreamed happily of gold and wenches galore.
Crash!BOOM! The sound of shattering glass and booming thunder penetrated the confines of Shibaku's room. Defying all laws of motion without generating any external force, Shibaku seemed to have jump a full 3 feet into the air out of sheer fright looking around in panic he grasped the dull knife under his pillow, that he had killed his first man with. Grasping it tight with a cold grip, he got up out of his bed walking over to the window he looked outside only to be assaulted by a hail of raging torrents. Cold rain splashing against his tired face sent him reeling for shelter. Instantly he enclosed himself once again by shutting tight the wooden barricade's installed to back up the windows, locking them tight he let out a sigh of relief," It's shitting hell out there." Rubbing his face he looked toward his desk to see his plans and scrolls, but upon noticing his destroyed mirror he was quick to investigate." Hm the storm must have did it." The dumb thug not having enough brain cells to properly connect how could have the mirror shattered if it was the window that was broken through. Examining closer however he ran his fingers along the edge's of the broken glass still connected to the mirror."Hmm." And suddenly a mind-numbing chill ran though his spine to the tips of his toes, that was his 'Danger sense' he had it since he was 4 years old and every-time it happened someone was usually sneaking up on..him right now! Jumping around with a startling speed for one so stocky, the tips of his finger were torn open by the ragged glass as he thrown his knife directly at the shadow behind that was on his wall behind the curtains. The only light source in the room being a dim candle he quickly ran towards where his knife hit. Grabbing it off the wall only to see a piece of bloody cloth attached. Turning around at a cracking sound he grabbed his candle...slowly walking towards his mirror, that was now....fully intact. Bringing his candle to the mirror he looked at his reflection before he seen his once closed window now open, but except for a stormy night all was quiet, and the only spectator was the moon itself. Full and flamboyantly strutting it's twilight over the lands in a perfect limbo. Before he could turn around to see the view himself, he felt as if the devil himself had reached a cool hand around his soul, because where his knife was once embedded two eyes glowed in stark contrast to the nearing darkness with a fluorescent Azure that outdid even the moon's best in intensity. Those eyes...those eyes marked him with such cold fury it was surprising that such surprising will to want to completely destroy someone didn't rip the very fabric of reality apart in it's maniacal goal of destruction. In his crazy fear the man's heart began to pump faster and faster ,but his body couldn't seem to move despite his most grim plea's for something to happen. And the eyes begun to grow bigger and bigger, Shibaku was hallucinating now when he was so close to passing out. Yet this concept was far from his mind as he pleaded to every god, lord, or higher being to save him!
Even his voice could find no asylum as no sound came out so in thoughts that fought to become real.' Please Kami. Don't do this...I-I've come to far...if you hear my pleas..Please Lord have mercy I beg you. PLEEAASE spare my soul! I'm afraid to DI-' And tears of fear streamed down the man's face. And as he looked into the being's wild eyes he knew it...it was the Shinigami himself finally here to claim his wicked soul and he would suffer in total damnation because of it all. He regretted it all...why...please...noo. Visions of past crimes and evils committed by himself took over his vision as he lost control of himself soiling himself as he looked up at the lone thing in front of him. And just as he muttered out his last words before unconsciousness found him,"D-Demon..-" And with a stiff chop to the neck the man crumpled in a heap, and just like that the once peaceful skies thundered with a returning fury it shook the very earth, and temporarily lighting the entire room in a spectacular white light. The once blue eyes of Tadoe now hissing in yellow fire as veins from every stitch of skin strained against his body. His concentration so hard his breath came out in ragged bunches. His bijuu was screaming for blood inside him, forcefully attempting to get what it demanded by taking over his host body itself. A lone sliver of blood trailing down the nose of Tadoe the veins started to subside and his once pale skin was now puffy and red with exhaustion.' Almost cost me my mission. Well I know this is the guy now. Hm. Such a weak soul.'
And later in the early morning of a hectic storm the eyes of Shibaku cracked open with panic. Looking around with fear in his spirit he let himself up. Looking around his room everything was in place..rubbing his head slightly he flinched when cloth hit his face. There in his hand..was the bloodied cloth..~
Quickly making way towards the propagation of his choosing, Tadoe zeroed in on a spot estimating at least 3 to 5 meters away from his target. His underground method of locomotion quickly dissolving the very molecules of the nearby dirt and rock and mutating the lone cells that lived within to mutate into an unstable breed that increased the very vibration of their counterparts ,in turn creating the basic material needed for heat. Movement. Now edging in on his adversary, Tadoe began to resurface, like water the film of the earth strained and convulsed like plastic as this foreign creature exited it's embrace it took on the thinning appearance almost like that of a bubble before it popped. Showing a steaming man, whose body was covered in raw mud caked to his masculine body from his extremely hot body temperature heating the outside elements to a temperature unfathomable, however he hadn't stop moving and 35 km/h didn't stop. Just. Like. That. And in the end the steaming man collided into the front of the man at over 40km/h. The pressure of the tectonics plates forcing the overlying soil to basically spit him out nearly doubling his speed, however a third being taken away due to friction from all the dirt, no matter how damp. Showing expert skills in wrestling, Tadoe performed an extremely athletic double-leg take down before twisting in mid-air by using the man's momentum and placing himself behind the man. Now with both hands place around the man's waist he thrust his pelvis forward and reeled his strong arms over his head. Barreling the stocky man headfirst into the stone ground leaving a satisfying crunch. Now in a ruthless rage he got up from his place on the ground with surprising agility and began to ruthlessly pummel the man's face in. The first punch hitting directly in the eye, instantly bursting the jelly like feature and squishing it inside the skull. Tadoe's eye's alight with a glowing excitement his Azure Iris did not flinch as gooey substance hit his face. The second punch grazing the man's chin and sliding into stone, which cracked in on itself, dislocated the man's jaw but only after fragmenting the spot where his knuckle had hit pure bone. The third hit directly on the skull and at first it did nothing but offer a satisfying crunch. However the forth hit succeeded in caving in the entire upper jaw of the man. Now returning to reality Tadoe looked at his knuckles, ripped and skinned of flesh the contact from both bone and stone proving enough to tear his skin. A swelling beginning to take place he knew this would annoy him later. So fastening both hands around the man's head he gave a hard tug and it popped right off. Burning of the rest of the body with an improvised fire of chakra created means Tadoe looked at the scene and with the fastened plans and scrolls in seal he disappeared with a trail of smoke in his wake.
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