Board Thread:Kirigakure Arc/@comment-26444803-20160314032249/@comment-24955808-20160317071011

The day passed with quickness as the shinobi clashed with the Kaguya. Death, blood, and horror had it’s blankets wrapped so warm around the village of Kirigakure, that no one could escape the presence of iron. There, the people who did make it into the safe area were saved, only to fear for their loved ones or weep for their loved ones. The War was senseless violence, the bloodlust from the clan of Barbarians. The savages ran throughout the village, fighting, killing slaying … doing all that they could in order to bring a halt to the manifestation of Kirigakure. The gory sun began to set as the area began t ogrow dark as the moon began to rise over Kirigakure as the time had passed. Hours and hours of straight unadulterated violence as the civilians of Kirigakure asked for redemption, hating the people who bore these techniques even more. It was seen as the land of the Kaguya now, and “He” Ordained it to be this way.

“I see that the numbers of the Kaguya are dwindling. My brother just had to go off and play hero … what an idiot. That man deserves what might come to him. I sent the replicas out for a reason, yet he goes out just because he feels the same sort of vicious bloodlust as the others. I swear, this clan does lack a brain.”  The tall male looked over at the corner of the room as glowing white eyes were slowly opened, shadows seeming to swirl around this mysterious figure as he sat there quietly. His illuminating eyes were the only sort of brightness within the room as the Mizukage sat, not saying a word, especially not in “his” presence. The room was in complete in utter silence ever since Suzimaru walked within the room. It was something that “he” enjoyed – something that brought some sort of peace to him as the darkness resonated in such a powerful manner. Although the silence was golden, Suzimaru parted his lips to begin talking, breaking such a peaceful temperament.

“I did keep my word. I knew that your little secretary was up to no good. Spreading the hate around just so that this clan would be annihilated because he fears what might happen with the special technique that this clan has. However fair it is, I feel as though he should die too later on. Who’s to know his next target? The Hōzuki… the Yuki? They’ll all have to go into hiding and we might lose military power. What if another country invades and attacks? We kill off all of our own m-”  He began as the male’s eyes shot open. Suzimaru didn’t move as he could feel the beads of sweat coming down his forehead  - his eyes wide open. After a few seconds, this moment had passed as he collapsed to the ground, beginning to inhale for some sort of air, not knowing what to do. He could barely breath, feeling this much power radiating from being. “I swear, you are not a human….”  Suzimaru said as he continued to pant, saliva dripping from his mouth as he felt his body shake. His vision began to grow darker and darker before he finally collapsed on the floor.

Outside the war continued, raging on as lives were being slayed by the second. The Kaguya showed some fatigue, but continued on, as if they were monsters coming to judge the bloody mist. The Shinobi did not let up. “Where is the Kage?! Shouldn’t he be out here helping us?!” Shinobi and Kunoichi of all kinds had this logic to some of extent somewhere within their minds, it is believed, but those who said it allowed was more than likely the first to die. Kiri believed in self-strength – of being strong on one’s own. Kiri had a ground rooted in such ideology that it was shown in multiple places: Even in the Academy. It was such a highly recognize ideal that it was the way of the Shinobi of the bloody mist. To be on one’s own. To be or be killed. The strongest will survive. Instead of a flame, the shinobi were more than likely filled with a coldness … and only the coldest remained and survived within these lands. Although it was unspoken, it was a law of the land that Kiri shinobi had to learn – and those who learned in obtained the treasured Killing Intent that was so gruesome that it wasn’t even a jutsu – yet this Killing Intent had the power to paralyze.

The Kaguya facing the young gennin looked down in an all-mighty manner. He was rather muscular as his arm had completely healed- after shooting out the broken bones towards the male that was laughing in such a sadistic manner. He wasn’t confused, frightened or anything… the Kaguya was happy that someone stood up to him. “MAYBE I WON’T KILL YOU JUST NOW, RUNT. MAYBE I’LL PLAY AROUND WITH YA A BIT. CUT YOU TO LITTLE PIECES SO THAT YOUR FINGERS COULDN’T BE TOLD FROM YOUR TOES. OR MAYBE I’LL CRUSH YOUR ARM, RIP IT OFF AND TEAR IT TO SHREDS IN FRONT OF YOU… YES… AND WHILE YOUR ARM IS TORN OFF, I’D SUCK THE BONE MARROW FROM YOUR ARM RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU SO YOU CAN WITNESS TRUE HORROR AND TRUE TERROR. DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! ” The male called out as he growled in such an immense and utterly terrifying sound. It was inhumane. The sound of his voice, the way that the vibrations set in an uncomfortable, ridged sound that echoed from his mouth in a stentorian volume that boomed out towards his opponents. His very body was ready for battle; his muscles were tensed. He balled his fists up as he looked outwards toward the people that he saw as enemies. His eyes blinded by hatred, his muscled flexed to the utmost that it would pain the average person. His sick, twisted mind thought about the ways he could disembowel the genin as well as the people that were around him. He was stimulated from the gory scene: The blood from the fallen Shinobi and his fallen brethren that was currently seeping into the dirt; the color of dark red mixed with a dark brown. Misquotes flew out from the swampy lands to come to suck up the blood from those whom had already met death. “I AM GATO. AND I AM HERE TO SHRED YOU INTO ENDLESS NOTHINGS!”  He called out as he ran towards the Gennin with full force and great speeds. He currently had a bone sword within his hand, aimed to strike down the sadistic looking Gennin exactly where he stood, a diagonal slash going downwards from right to left from his shoulder, downwards to his abdomen. There, it would have left a wound – more than likely a mortal wound if he had not found a way to escape the attack.

Back on the outskirts of Kiri though, there were shinobi fighting along the lines, led by Shu and his squad taking out various Kaguya. With his squad, they seemed to be doing a very good job, pushing the enemy back as their numbers began to dwindle as they fought on. Using their unique skills and abilities. As they handled this though, it wasn’t long before the male showed up before them – Suzimaru. “Well Well if it isn’t Shusuke Kiyoshi. . . It’s a pleasure finally seeing someone close to my power.. even though you should have some clue that my power out does yours…”  He said as the green snake-shaped chakra appeared. The kaguya opened his emerald eyes as his pupils were in that of a slit, looking towards the male as he was a good 5 feet away from him. “I’m going to tell you once and only once that I you’re your blood. I won’t say much more than that…. Actually.. I think I want more than your blood. I want your body. Yes, I have come to that conclusion – Shusuke Kiyoshi….”  He said as he snapped his fingers, bones ripping from his hands, elbows, legs, etc.  “Your body is now mine.”

With this being done and said, the citizens continued to evacuate as Isamu was being chased down by Kaguya, who more than likely were plotting ways to catch up with the gennin and slice his fragile body down then and there. The female, whom was currently helping out the citizens, could feel the power of the Kaguya that was faced towards the Genin who still stood up to fight against the evil for some reason or another. Men and women thanked the female for saving them, Cyde buying her some time to evacuate the people as other higher rank shinobi continued to kill off the Kaguya. The sun started to set as the number of deaths continued to rise..