Post by Ryoko on Jul 30, 2014 16:19:49 GMT -7
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS | The landscape was ablaze all around him. The ground was torn apart and what wasn’t on fire was either broken or burned. He lifted the kid up by his neck. If Ryoko were listening he may have heard the boy screaming for mercy, screaming for his life. The only sound that registered with Ryoko though was metal piercing flesh and the laughter that followed. Two days earlier… Ryoko was sitting calmly at his desk. He was leaned back in his chair, lost in thought as the day approached its end. It had been a relatively quiet day for him and this was how he liked it. A quick glance out his window revealed that the sun was finally starting to set. A beautiful orange skyline could be seen over top of his village. Sights like this were rare and if Ryoko cared more to look around he might have appreciated the beauty laid out before him. Perhaps the Ryoko from two days from now would regret not taking the time to enjoy this moment. It was just moments before he had planned to pack up and head off to lie down for the night when a shinobi he recognized burst through the door. It was someone from the messenger corps, a chuunin if he remembered correctly. The boy was out of breath so Ryoko gave him a moment to rest before inquiring about what was going on. Judging by the look on the boys face it was clear the message was urgent, even more so because they had actually sent someone to deliver it. Ryoko’s interest was now piqued. “What do you have for me?” His voice formal, yet relaxed. The boy quickly tried to gain his composure and after he finally stopped sucking wind approached the desk, laying a document down in front of Ryoko. The chuunin started to explain the situation as Ryoko picked up the scroll and started reading it while listening. It seemed that there were several shinobi from his own village who were planning to rise up against him. Worse than this though, they had taken up residency in a neighbouring village and were causing the locals quite a bit of trouble. He wasn’t sure if people had been killed or property had been damaged but it was clear that this was the kind of thing that he would have to take care of himself. I suppose it was only a matter of time before someone decided to stage a coup. His mind raced through all the names of shinobi he knew disapproved of him. While doing so though he noticed something interesting on the scroll. Judging by the ink this information had been jotted down much earlier in the day. This meant that the village elders had gone above his head and had been trying to deal with this themselves without even informing him of the situation. This was totally unacceptable, especially in such a crisis. “Why wasn’t I appraised of the situation earlier on?!” He shouted at the messenger, his blood already boiling. “Well, the elders wanted-“ Ryoko stood up and cut him off by shoving him out of the way as he pushed passed him and made his way out of the room. Now wasn’t the time for explanation or excuses. It was time to act. His wolf stood at the ready next to the door, waiting for instructions. “Stay here and watch over my office Getsu. No one enters until I’ve returned, do you understand?” The animal gave him a look that said he understood, though Ryoko could tell he was reluctant to let his master leave with such urgency alone. “Don’t worry boy, I’ll be bringing some ANBU.” This seemed to appease the wolf as he quickly turned around and started growling at the chuunin, who quickly fled the room behind Ryoko. There is so little time to prepare. I will only bring two escorts. I have a bag in my room ready to travel. If I require more assistance when I arrive at the village I will just have to improvise. Those old fools have already wasted enough time. This wasn’t the first time that they had tried to pull something like this, though once it was dealt with he would make sure it was the last. He already had two ANBU agents in mind for the trip. Katagiri, a younger male with a ton of ambition, and Suo, one of their older agents who he had already worked with on multiple occasions. Her experience mixed with Katagiri’s talents should be more than enough to overpower a few usurpers. Should they need assistance Ryoko would also be there, happy to dispatch any of his opponents on the battlefield. Unfortunately for him he had to be careful about fighting as his techniques were fairly destructive and if they decided to hole up in the village then there was likely to be lots of collateral damage. He thought this over and started to make a game plan as he grabbed his bag. Once he was prepared to go he made his way to find Katagiri and Suo. A little over half an hour later the trio stood at the entrance to Konohagakure. They had stalled at the gate for a moment because one of the two guards had a message for the Hokage. Apparently he wasn’t to leave the village at this point. According to the letter it was essential that he met with the elders before he left. Apparently the chuunin who had reported to him had already ratted him out. As the leader of Konoha it was embarrassing that these old bats felt it necessary to baby him and supervise everything that he did. Despite this though he didn’t want to have to explain his actions when he came back so he decided to abide by the letter and stand by. He had already informed Katagiri and Suo to keep their eyes open for others following them. Most of ANBU was fiercely loyal to Ryoko but these old cronies still had some supporters and he couldn’t help but feel that based on the outcome of this coming discussion that there was a chance they would be followed. His thoughts were interrupted when a familiar female voice rang out from behind him. “Ah, we’re glad you decided to wait to speak with us.” The condescension in her tone almost made Ryoko light her up on the spot. With his highest level of restraint active he turned on his heel to face the two figures approaching him. “Always a pleasure.” Ryoko shot them a fake smile, not putting in any more effort than was absolutely necessary. The malice basically leaked through his lips. “We want to stress how important it is that these individuals be brought back to the village alive. We need to interrogate them. It is also imperative that you do not cause any damage to the village. Is that understood?” It was clear by her tone of voice that she wasn’t planning on arguing with Ryoko right then and there. Ryoko hated them more than anything. They had pushed to have him removed from office since the day he started as Hokage. At that time he hadn’t really been prepared for the position but he had learned some tricks in the past year. Unfortunately tact in dealing with miserable old people was not one of those tricks. “Yes mommy.” He chimed, like a little kid in a toy store. With that he spun around again and was gone with the ANBU agents immediately on his tail. It would take them less than a day to reach their destination, though they probably wouldn’t arrive until around supper time tomorrow. This was fine with Ryoko though as the cover of nightfall would allow them to get into the village without much trouble. So long as they weren’t discovered this mission would be relatively easy, and they had about eighteen hours to plan and prepare. Before he could speak up about anything though Katagiri poked at a topic that Suo knew better than to touch. “Are they always like that with you, Hokage-sama?” Ryoko looked over his shoulder at the young boy then over at Suo who averted her gaze as if to say ‘it wasn’t me’. “Since the day I was promoted to jounin at least, Katagiri.” He paused for a moment, thinking. “And please, while we’re on a mission together please refer to me as Ryoko. The less people hear I’m the Hokage the better.” His voice rang with some annoyance at the young man’s question. Truthfully it wasn’t his fault and he hadn’t spoken out of turn, but dealing with the elders drove him up the wall. “Yes, sorry sir.” Realizing he’d struck a nerve the young man shut his mouth and kept it shut for the remainder of the trip, leaving Ryoko to suffer in silence. The only conversations that they had were during a short stop for a break they had taken. The topics covered were more light hearted though and Suo and Katagiri did most of the talking, while Ryoko mused to himself about the upcoming job. Before long they were back on their way, with less than half a day between them and their destination now. As night fell on the small village it soon became clear to the team that the situation was much more dire than they had been told. Shinobi and sell swords had blocked all major roadways into the area. Throughout the village various fires could be seen burning into the night and the noise of debauchery rang out, even into the tree line where the three elite shinobi watched the entire scene. Katagiri and Suo just gaped at the situation before them. It was clear that never before had they seen a betrayal on such a large scale as this. Ryoko on the other hand was incredibly sober, considering he was the reason for this event. Perhaps he should have been more concerned or upset by it but his lack of emotion really spoke to his character. While he had no problem accepting responsibility for the actions of his people it would be a cold day in hell before he let that get under his thick skin. Or maybe that was just the curse mark talking. In truth Ryoko revelled in the idea of eliminating so many dissenters in one go. Bring them back alive? he thought. Not a hope. As this passed through his mind it may have been possible to see a slight grin sweep across his face, even if only for a short moment. “Perhaps we should set up camp in that thick underbrush we saw a ways back Ryoko. Katagiri or I can stay and observe until we are ready to strike.” Suo was the first to speak up in the silence. Katagiri, still a little shaken with his earlier brush off had been thinking the same thing but hadn’t wanted to say it out loud. This same thought had occurred to the Hokage as well but he knew that observing from the edge of the village could mean it would be days before they had enough information on their enemy to make a proper plan of attack. After thinking silently for a minute he turned to face his escorts. Ryoko reached out with both his hands and grabbed their masks, pulled them forward. Suo didn’t move a muscle, completely comfortable with her Hokage doing something so taboo. Katagiri on the other hand tensed right up, immediately feeling unsure without his mask. His boyish features betrayed him and his inner turmoil shone through, causing Ryoko to crack a real smile for the first time that night. “We will be conducting an infiltration mission. Usually your masks shield your identity, but tonight they would just give you away.” Ryoko handed them back their masks, indicating to stow them in their robes. Following this he made a quick hand sign in front of his chest. ”Henge.” Ryoko transformed into a small boy. Similar in appearance to the Ryoko of yesteryear, though bearing a different hair and eye colour and no longer adorning his curse mark on his cheek. “You will be my parents and we will be a family that just moved to the area before all this madness started.” His voice now juvenile and insecure. The two ANBU agents nodded and quickly transformed into similar yet different variations of themselves. All three pulled their hoods up over their heads, using the shadows to hide their faces. With a slight nod from Ryoko they were officially on the move. Their figures vanished and within a few short moments they were behind what appeared to be an empty house. The ruckus around them was even louder now that they were close by and the shadows danced around the sides of the building as a big bonfire in the middle of the village burned. Ignoring this, Ryoko and Suo looked for a way into the house. Lucky for them they came across a basement cellar entrance that had been left unlocked amidst the chaos that must have befallen this family just days before. Where they were now was not clear, but their absence was convenient. Once the trio were inside the basement they transformed back into their old selves. All three drew a kunai and split off in three different directions, making a quick sweep of the house. Once this was completed they met in the common room of the house. Ryoko performed a set of hand seals and reached his hand out and touched the wall. It almost immediately became black in the room, soundless even. “Cave Sealing Barrier.” His sudden elevation in voice startled Katagiri, who was unfamiliar with the technique. Ryoko could sense his tension and moved to immediately clarify. “Don’t worry, no light or sound can enter or escape this room now.” As he explained this he lit a lamp and set it on the table in the middle of the room. The two ANBU agents gathered around the table as Ryoko pulled a map out of his tool pouch. He flattened it out on the table in front of them and the three leaned in to exam it. Suo pointed to a small structure on the map. “Based on my best guess, this is where we’re at.” Ryoko took a moment to consider this and then shook his head in agreement. They had chosen a good residency for surveillance. It was close to the large building at the center of town that was used for meetings and conferences. That was likely where the leader of this revolt was holed up. Unfortunately their proximity meant that they were also at risk. The problem with his barrier was that while it completely removed their presence from the outside world it was also easily breached by someone simply walking through it. This made them easily discoverable. Thinking quickly Ryoko formulated a plan. “We’ll take turns on surveillance from the bedroom upstairs. It looks straight out onto the street though so be discreet.” As if he had to remind his ANBU that discretion was important. “Two hour shifts, we’ll alternate through, Katagiri then Suo then me; All of the information collected will be reviewed by the two within the barrier. By morning we should have a pretty good idea of what we’re up against.” He paused, thinking once more. “Oh, and make sure to get some sleep tonight. We could very well engage our targets tomorrow morning when they are just getting ready for the day. I don’t want either of you to be unprepared.” The two ANBU agents nodded and Katagiri made his way outside of the barrier. Suo shot Ryoko a look that indicated she was going to rest first. Ryoko simply nodded his head and remained at the table while she lay down, reviewing the map of the village and it’s surrounding area. By the time that it was Ryoko’s turn to keep watch he had already devised something of a plan to lead the enemies out of the village. The problem was that he didn’t really have their schedule, nor did he know exactly how many people had gone rogue. While the mercenaries that had been hired wouldn’t be a problem alone, in large groups and being covered by shinobi could make this difficult even for him. Despite this he had faith in the team he’d chosen and he couldn’t help but think that it wouldn’t be long before he tasted the blood of these traitors. As he starred out the window upstairs he noticed a lot of festivities. It looked like they were forcing most of the villages to sleep outside in the village square. There were so many of them packed in there that it didn’t even look like there was room to walk. Across from the square was the meeting hall that probably housed their main base of operations. This thought was supported by the amount of guards that had been posted outside. Most of them were drunk at this point and if Ryoko had brought a larger team with him he would consider this to be the best time to strike. Unfortunately with only the three of them and with so many risk factors still up in the air it would be better to wait until morning, when they were at their most vulnerable. That night did not go by quickly. Scattered bits of sleep and planning around an aggressive watch schedule had caused all three of the shinobi to be on edge. Thankfully though these rebels from Konohagakure and their hired bandits were a little too drunk to take notice of being watched. There had been once mishap at about two in the morning where a female bandit and a male shinobi from Konoha had stumbled into their hiding place in an effort to find a bed in which they could lay together for the night. Unfortunately for them, the bandit’s corpse was now nowhere to be found and the body of the male shinobi was wrapped up and discarded in the cellar of the house. Suo, a master of mind manipulation had managed to extract quite a bit of useful information from him before Katagiri had slit his throat. His remains would be properly disposed of once this messy endeavour was dealt with. Thanks to him though they now had a plan of attack. It turned out that it wouldn’t have been long before this rag tag band of mercenaries and ninja had marched on Konoha, bringing along the villages women and children as hostages to negotiate their terms. The party last night had been largely to celebrate this less than spectacular plan. Now as the sun came up Ryoko’s barrier went down. Completely blacked out entranceways would have been obvious to see in the daylight. They didn’t need to hide anymore anyway. In fact, as the men and women of this little rebellion climbed out of bed to face what could have been a bright and successful day for them, the Hokage and his escorts were already on the move. Their disguises once again active, they approached the meeting hall that they’d been watching all night. Perhaps it was because they didn’t look as beaten down as the rest of the villages but it seemed that the closer they drew to the building, the more strange looks they received from the guards ahead of them. By the time they were within speaking distance the mercenaries had already started to approach the unusual looking family. “Hey, what do you three think you’re doing? No villagers are allowed outside of the village square!” One of the gruff looking men approaching them had decided he was going to bark at them. Sad that it would be the last thing he ever did. Ryoko looked up from under his hood and met the man’s gaze. In his child disguise Ryoko was less than intimidating and since this mercenary was not from Konoha he didn’t even notice the resemblance to the current Hokage. “But sir, we need to speak with your leader.” Ryoko’s childish voice was almost inaudible over the gasps of the frightened villagers watching from no more than fifty feet away. They began to gather to watch what was about to be this foolish boys gruesome end. Seeing the guards at work several of the other mercenaries in the area started to make their way over to see what was going on as well. “Our leader?” Another mercenary chimed in. Thick brutish laughter began to ring out from him and his compatriots. “Why don’t you go home before we kill your mommy and daddy for your insolence boy?” All laughter stopped and the men before them drew their blades. A shinobi from inside the hall had heard the commotion and had come out the doors just in time to see what happened next unfold before his eyes. He started with a simple question. “What is going on here?” Without waiting for an answer his eyes fixed on a smiling peasant boy, no more than eight or nine in age standing in front of four of his hired mercenaries with their weapons drawn. His mind immediately went to what an unusual sight it was. What he saw next though was much more unusual. As the mercenary threatened his ‘parents’ Ryoko broke out in a huge grin. With almost blinding speed he leapt forward and pulled his hands out of his sleeves revealing two kunai, which he buried deep into the front two mercenaries eye sockets. Completely stunned, the other two guards who had approached them just stood there, starring at the young boy with an expression like he had just started a game of tag with them. They continued to stare until ‘mommy and daddy’ swiftly ended their lives. Using their falling lifeless bodies as a springboard Ryoko jumped forwards towards a Konoha traitor that had just emerged from the meeting hall where they were heading. He looked just as shocked as the others around them but had the sensibility to turn tail and run. As he made it into the doorway though he stopped, eyes wide. Slowly he crumpled to the floor, revealing three shuriken sticking out of the back of his head and his back. This got the attention of everyone inside the meeting hall. Screams of villages and the sounds of death could now be heard outside and this attracted the leader of the group. Standing at the head a table, finalizing the plans for the impending attack on Konoha was the man behind it all. Little did he know, he was in for an even nastier surprise. As everyone in the building seemed to look towards the door a small glowing red orb flew through it. The leader of their group could hardly believe it. This was a technique created by the now deceased Fourth Hokage. This was all it took for the leader of the rebellion to realize what was going on. This realization was too late though as the orb impacted the ground and exploded simultaneously, incinerating everything around it. From the outside Ryoko watched as the building lit up like a Christmas tree for a second, then explode a moment later. The sounds of many dying shinobi and bandits could briefly be heard over the crackling of the blaze. It wasn’t long before the survivors of the explosion as well as every other shinobi in the immediate area had surrounded Ryoko. So far the plan had gone off without a hitch. Ryoko only hoped that his assumption that no villagers were inside the meeting hall had been correct as it burned in the background. This next part was the tricky part, only made trickier by the appearance of the leader before him. Ryoko immediately recognized his face as that of a childhood friend. Anger rose up in him as he realized that one of the only people he had trusted in his regime was the mastermind behind the single biggest plot to oust him thus far. The man’s name was Oro Hanabe and he had ben a candidate for the spot as Fifth Hokage. Ryoko knew that Oro had been a little sour about the fact that Ryoko had gotten the position while he had remained a jounin, but he never thought that it would have driven him to this. Now Ryoko’s mind was racing with questions. Did he always hate me? Was he just using me to get to the Fourth? How long had he been plotting this? And the most important question of all. “Why?” Oro spoke, a smile now on his face despite that so many of his followers were already dead. He must have sensed Ryoko’s inner turmoil and asked the biggest question of all. “It’s because I hate you.” Ryoko’s blood began to boil. By this time Katagiri and Suo had returned to Ryoko’s side and all three of them stood there at the ready. “You were always an entitled, spoiled little child. Always talking about your relationship with the Fourth like you were some gifted kid. You took advantage of him when he fell ill and you tricked him into giving you the position!” Oro was yelling now. “You never deserved it! You never earned it! I worked harder than you ever did! What did I receive? NOTHING! I fell to the wayside as you moved on.” Oro took a moment to breath and regain his composure. “Do you know what the last mission I did for you was?” At this point Ryoko picked his brain. In all honesty he sent so many people out on missions that it was common for him to forget the specifics. Sure enough though before he could answer Oro piped up again. “It was a C-Rank mission. I was required to go to Sunagakure to pick up herbs for our medical corps. A delivery boy. That’s what I was reduced to.” Another short pause. “You don’t deserve your position as Kage, and I’m going to prove that today. You will die today Ryoko, and I’m going to dance on your grave.” The talking was over. Ryoko and his party knew that there was nothing left to be said. It was do or die time. Suo leaned in to whisper something in Ryoko’s ear. He took one last look at his former friend and then nodded. Suo released the Genjutsu and the three of them disappeared, only to reappear already several blocks away, heading to the outskirts of the village. “Don’t let them get away!” Oro yelled at the group of remaining rebels. With his emotions running high he didn’t think for a moment that he was playing right into Ryoko’s plan. Angry as he was, Ryoko was still goal oriented. Every one of these rebels would die here today but Ryoko wanted to kill as many of them as quickly as he could. This meant his biggest, flashiest techniques would be necessary. Fighting them outside of the village would allow for this so he was leading them to a nearby farm. As they fled their pursuers Ryoko couldn’t help but think back to his younger days. Oro and him had never been close but anyone who had been willing to stand by Ryoko back then was important to him. Because he was picked on so much when he was younger it was rare for anyone to stick their neck out for him. So many of his former friends had already betrayed him since he became Hokage and he couldn’t help but feel like this was punishment for something. Or maybe that he was supposed to be alone. He’d lost his mentor and adoptive father, was abandoned by his biological parents, Umashiakishikoboshi had betrayed him and now Oro. In times such as these it was hard to see that light. Lucky for him, emotions weren’t something that he had to worry about thanks to the cursed mark on his face. It wasn’t long before they reached their destination and the standoff began. Now it was time for the real battle. As their opponents caught up to them everyone struck a ready stance, nobody wanting to make the first move. It looked like this one would be on Ryoko. After analyzing the number of enemies that had arrived and how strong they appeared Ryoko decided to finally spring his plan into action. “Suo, Katagiri. Oro and his guard are mine. I want the rest of them completely obliterated.” There was no acknowledgement this time. The Two ANBU simply took off in opposite directions, preparing to engage the enemy. Ryoko took a stance and performed a set of hand signs in front of him. “Soul Seal: Release.” The curse mark on his face began to glow red and his usual left green eye changed to the same colour. For a moment his vision blurred and a sensation of nausea swept over him, followed by a pounding inside his head. This passed though and all that was left was rage. Rage that his friend had betrayed him. Rage that he hadn’t been told about this incident immediately. Absolute, complete, blind rage that overpowered all of his senses. With blinding speed he formed another set of hand signs. “Yōton: Sora no Chikyū.” Ryoko stomped his foot hard down on the ground and a tremor started. The immediate violent shaking threw several of his opponents off balance but Oro knew what was coming. The ground split apart in several locations, leaving deep fissures scarring the earth. Each crack was filled with flowing magma and in some areas it even began to spit up and spill onto the surface. Once again they were surrounded in a blaze. The temperature was almost unbearable but Ryoko didn’t give his opponents any opportunity to adjust to the new environment. A stream of electrical energy hit one of Oro’s bodyguards square in the chest. The initial shock knocked him back a few feet and he slipped into one of the open fissures, falling into the burning hot lava below, instantly killing him. Without letting up Ryoko yelled out the name of another attack. “Raiton: Divine Punishment!” Before Oro could warn his comrades, one of the men who was standing only a few feet away was impaled by a sharp lightning bolt. The subsequent electrical explosion charged the air around him and he could feel his hair standing on end. Demented laughter filled the air as the second body fell lifeless. Oro didn’t even have time to recover before he was met with a powerful knee strike to his abdomen. All the wind was knocked out of him and his head reeled for a moment. He was conscious just long enough to see Ryoko’s foot coming for a kick to his head. The impact sent Oro’s limp body flying to a piece of land that was currently on fire about twenty feet away. Oro was out for no more than five minutes but when he came to it was clear that the battle had already been decided. He saw on of his comrades still alive, but trying to crawl away from Ryoko as he slowly approached the young man on foot. He was definitely the youngest member of their little rebellion and had only joined up under the pressure of his father who was killed in the initial explosion at the meeting hall. He had been taught to hate the Hokage, though had never been given the opportunity to form his own opinion. Perhaps if he had that chance he wouldn’t have been about to die. Ryoko now approached the last surviving member of the rebellion. This one was just a boy, but that made no difference to him. The landscape was ablaze all around him. The ground was torn apart and what wasn’t on fire was either broken or burned. He lifted the kid up by his neck. If Ryoko were listening he may have heard the boy screaming for mercy, screaming for his life. The only sound that registered with Ryoko though was metal piercing flesh and the laughter that followed. The maniacal cackling rang through the whole farm. The sounds of fires burning and of people dying were what drove Ryoko when he was like this. Erasing his enemies was all he cared about now. His laughter died off as he looked over at Oro, seeing that he had woken up again. “Please Ryoko, we were friends. Remember?” This short sentence was all Oro could muster in one last ditch effort at self preservation. “I remember.” Ryoko smiled as he reached down and grabbed Oro by the throat. He crushed the man’s airway and watched as the panic caused by the imminent asphyxiation caused his eyes to light up with fear. ”Goodbye, friend~” Ryoko lifted Oro up off the ground and carried him slowly to the edge of one of the fissures. Oro made some horrible noises in what could only be construed as an attempt to beg for mercy. Ryoko gave him no response. Instead he slowly lowered him down to the edge before dropping him into the inferno below. Suo and Katagiri watched from a distance, their masks now on their faces. Suo had seen this side of the Hokage before but Katagiri had not and his mask only hid a look of horror. Never before had he seen such bloodlust and never again did he want to. Katagiri swore right then that he’d push his colleagues to support the Hokage now that he saw what a monster he could be to those who betrayed him. Ryoko approached the village, now being supported on either side by his ANBU. Releasing the Soul Seal had taken most of his energy and sealing up those fissures in the earth hadn’t been easy. The land would be forever scarred with what he had done there though, no matter how powerful his Doton abilities were. Despite how horrific the scene had been earlier, they were met with smiling faces and applause. All these people knew was that their Hokage had saved them from the tyrants who had worked to oppress them and make them pawns in a political game. This was all they needed to know. This was all they wanted to know. Tonight there would be a party to celebrate their freedom and to celebrate their saviours. Tomorrow they would begin rebuilding. For now though, Ryoko needed to rest; And rest he did. Five days had passed since the battle had taken place in their little village and things were coming along quite nicely. The new meeting hall was held up with a foundation that had been created by Ryoko and Katagiri. Suo had used Genjutsu to help heal some of the mental wounds for the villagers. Men and woman were smiling and laughing again as the Konoha shinobi left their village for home. Despite Ryoko’s goal to squash the resistance, they had also managed to do a lot of good as well. But now Ryoko had to face the elders and his village, to tell them about what had happened. This was the hard part. Ryoko now stood in front of the elders and many of his jounin and chuunin. So many questions had been raised. So few did he really have the answers to but it was his responsibility to put these kinds of situations to rest, and the battle was the easiest part. He cleared his throat before starting his speech. Ryoko took one last glance out the window as the sun begin to rise over the mountains. Such a beautiful sight. “Some of you have already heard about Oro Hanabe and the other shinobi from our village that went rogue over a week ago. For those of you that haven’t, I want to tell you the story.” End Items Used: Shuriken x3 Kunai x2 Jutsu Used: Henge no Jutsu [Canon Jutsu] Shunshin no Jutsu [Canon Jutsu] Cave Sealing Barrier [Custom Jutsu] Fire Release: Incineration Sphere [Custom Jutsu] Soul Seal: Release [Custom Jutsu] Yōton: Sora no Chikyū [Custom Jutsu] Raiton: Juden Suiro [Custom Jutsu] Raiton: Divine Punishment [Custom Jutsu] |
