Next chapter in 5mins or I kill you.
when 5 minutes turns into 3 weeks kek
Kinda delayed this as I wanted it to be mah 1000th post.
Kek.
AND IT'S NOT A SHITPOST
faggits.
Let us begin.
Armament: "The weapons and supplies of war with which a military unit is equipped."
Last Time Kamiko and Taiga escape their cells and meet Diamond Lee.
Itsuki avoids Hachemon and makes his way to Squad 3.
Kenshi manages to drag Kuria's body back home, fainting on arrival.
"Oi, Sasaki can you hear that?" Sasaki was shaken awake by the new recruit.
"Wh..wha?" Groaning and stretching, Sasaki opened his eyes to deal with whatever situation the newbie had conjured up this time. The pair were on guard duty, a job that Sasaki had practically slept through for 20 years. This new intern however had only been here for a week and whether it was nervousness or a desperation to impress, he was adamant that every noise was an attempt to escape.
"Sasaki! Sasaki! Can you hear that! There's someone coming!" the intern pulled the visor that acted as the only method of looking into the dungeons. Convinced that newbie was losing his mind, Sasaki stretched back into his chair and closed his eyes. Several seconds passed and he heard a body hit the floor.
He opened his eyes and saw that the intern had been on the receiving end of a fire jutsu, the upper half of his face was completely charred black. He rushed to his feet and the second he placed his feet on the ground he jumped back up; the sheer temperature of the metal floor had melted his shoes instantly. He sat back down in his seat as the chair beneath him began to melt into the ground. Panicked, Sasaki let out a cry, shouting for any assistance. However the only response he got was the sound of his own voice echoing back to him. Squinting, he could see a rotating sphere of Wind encompassing the entire guard area. He paused for a second to admire the level of skill it would take to cast a Wind Sphere from the other side of the door. The jutsu was normally used for protection, but he knew that no sound waves would be escaping from within this one, the sheer speeds of the wind sent out a mildly strong breeze, aiding the heating floor in raising the temperature.
As the intern's body began popping and sizzling in the heat, Sasaki snapped out of his thoughts, the ground was far too hot for him to walk on, however he was forced out of options as the seat beneath him made contact with the ground. He jumped unto the interns body, the sheer heat radiating through the body was already scalding his feet. He stretched towards the alarm on the opposite wall before he heard a voice say.
"Found him...he's standing on the body" Sasaki looked towards the door and saw a pair of dark eyes on an even darker face staring back at him. "Increase the temperature Kamiko" the pair of eyes said.
"You...don't...understand how difficult this is" a gasping female's voice responded. However the temperature increased nevertheless, with the winds picking up speed Sasaki was forced to hop onto various parts of the dead interns body. He stretched forward, wrapped his arms around the alarm and pulled.
There was no reaction.
Ordinarily, lights placed along every metre all the way up the stairs will flash on and off and several hundred sirens would blare. He looked past the wind sphere, but not a single light had even come on. He looked back at the alarm and saw that seveal of the wires that should have been sealed were exposed and melted. Sasaki realised he was sweating intensely and he placed his feet back onto the chest of the intern. However the interns chest wasn't there anymore. Sasaki's hopping had only helped push the body into the ground, leaving him with nothing left to stand on besides a steaming pile of organs and red hot bones. Sasaki slipped in a desperate attempt to find some footing and internally cursed his luck for having only unlocked his primary chakra nature.
The next 24 seconds were his last, all of which he spent screaming in flaming agony.
After almost 10 minutes of walking and a 15 minute pause during which Konohuro scared an intern shitless; Nanami and Konohuro had finally reached the top of the large, nameless building. Nanami had been walking behind Konohuro, sulking that he had let Taiga live. As they passed several unidentified shinobi; Nanami wondered just how many people Konohuro had under him. She paused, thinking she had heard something. She glanced at Konohuro before turning back to the shinobi she had just passed before remembering that none of them had hearing ability akin to hers.
Nanami Kirishima, aged 68, was one of the the rare shinobi to abandon their natural elemental affinities in pursue of Sound Chakra. Normally not powerful enough to be considered actually dangerous, Nanami had lived to an age where experience had granted her the ability to release Sound waves for hundreds of metres in all directions. And while there was no fatal Sound jutsu, disabling your opponents in such an aggressive manner was still a useful enough ability to have awarded her the role as The Hidden Snow's Kage.
"Konohuro...I think I heard something..." Konohuro had met up with a pair of medics and was in deep conversation with them, both of them nodding vigourously and latching on to every word he said. He was discussing rapid medical treatments to get Ken Himitsu back on his feet again and had a look on his face that said he did not want to be disturbed.
"Tsk..." Nanami turned and decided to head back to investigate. Whether or not there was actually worth looking into, she didn't plan on letting Taiga Himitsu live for what he did. The image of her only son flashed into her head as she stalked to the staircase.
"At worst, I'll lie and say he attempted to escape" chuckled Nanami to herself as she shifted into a jog, moving as fast as her aged legs would let her.
"Sooooo is he dead?" laughed Taiga as Kamiko retched into an nearby, supposedly empty cell. Kamiko turned and glared at Taiga, letting him know exactly how she felt about his 'joke'. In all her years spent in the ANBU, Kamiko had always had a particular distate for disfigured human bodies. Having used Fire Style: Furnace, she probably should've expected the result but nothing could've prepared her for the sight she saw. Glossy, stretched human skin laying loosely against cracked amd bones with a distorted expression of torment and pain that was far more disturbing than it should have been. The red steam rising from where the eyes used to be was the clincher and she'd had no choice but to hurry over to the nearest cell and empty her dinner.
Taiga took several deep breaths as he stopped his laughter and brought his focus back to the topic on hand. "Okay okay, so how do we get out...the keys are definitely gone, unless you want to check."
Kamiko backed away just as a green hand swung at her. She didn't even have time to process his latest joke.
"W-woaah" From the cell Kamiko had just puked in appeared a short, hunched over elderly man. From the waist up, his skin was green and side effects of malnourishment were plain to see, his skin was plastered to his bones, making his hunched back and bony ribs even more evident. Perhaps more surprising was the contrast his lower body had, wearing nothing but knee long shorts, the calves of the man were pale in colour and laced with muscle. His calves would've rivalled even the strongest of taijutsu users and completely rid away any thoughts of malnourishment. The individual was an clear survivor of a series of illegal experiments to mix the genes of an animal with that of a human. The animal used in this case was unclear but from the age of the man, it could've likely been one that was long extinct.
Kamiko and Taiga took in the appearance of the man before sharing a look and a worried glance to the still sleeping figure of Diamond Lee. Without a single word, Taiga cast Wind Style: Twin Wind Scythes to free him. He held up his two hands with the palms completely flat; refined wind chakra whistled throug the air as he sliced his hands against the bars.
However before he could even make contact, the bars absorbed the chakra out of the jutsu. He hit his hands painfully against the bars. He shared another look with Kamiko, this time, a look of confusion on her face. He cast the jutsu and tried again. The same result. He rubbed his hands to ease the pain. The elderly man had retreated back in his cage, but looked on with desperate curiosity.
"Try adding more chakra to it, the wind sphere you kept up from earlier could've drained you more than you realised" suggested Kamiko. Taiga nodded, and cast the jutsu once more. He poured half of his chakra into it and had to put his hands together to control the refined chakra. Twin Wind Scythes was a powerful jutsu, requiring an impressive amount of control over wind chakra. Single Wind Scythe, on the other hand was a far easier jutsu to learn, and was often the gateway to the former one, a trick not known to many however was that once the Twin Scythes were mastered, the Single Scythe could be utilised for a far more ddevastating attack.
Taiga took several steps back and advised Kamiko to do the same. With both of his hands together, he moved them up over his right shoulder. In a single, downwards, diagonal motion, he brought upon the cage the full power of the Single Wind Scythe. The chakra left his hands and moved forward at high speeds, tearing through the metal of the cell and that of the neighbouring cell. Taiga rushed forward to push the beam out of place but to his astonishment saw that the metal wasn't even completely cut through. The cuts glowed as the bar worked at instantly restoring itself. Sighing, Kamiko appeared at his side.
"When I said more powerful I didn't me-" she was cut off by her surprise and held the bar in shock. Immediatly she pulled back her hand.
"Taiga. The bar is absorbing my chakra." As she finished her sentence, she looked over to him only to find him pointing and looking upwards. At the top of each and every single bar was a complicated string of letters, similar only to that used in sealing and summoning scrolls.
"Our cells didn't have that," Kamiko stated. She glanced at Diamond's snoring body, propped up against another supposedly empty cell and covered in Kamiko's coat. "and his didn't either."
Taiga stepped towards the dungeon entrance, a large metal door over a foot thick stood in front of them, he took a sideways stance and began casting the Single Wind Scythe again. Kamiko was about to interrupt him when she noticed that the door lacked any obvious sealing inscriptions either. After several seconds of gathering chakra, Taiga lunged forward with even more animosity than before. The foot thick door was cut in half diagonally and blown back several meters, the walls on either side cracked from the sheer force. The sheer damage invoked by the jutsu was only a remainder of the inescapability of the sealed cells.
The fact that they could escape so easily made it pretty clear that Konohuro casting a jutsu earlier was no mistake. For the third time in the past 5 minutes, Kamiko and Taiga shared a look. This one, a look of unspoken distress.
As the smell of burnt human flesh hit them in unison, so did a sound that turned their distress into full blown panic.
'clop, clop, clop, clop'
The sound of leather combat boots rushing down stone steps.
Standing alone, surrounded on all sides by treacherous mountains, shone the Hidden Snow Village. A village carved out of a mountain itself and reinforced with tremendous ice and metal gates; it prided itself on its impenetrable defense. On the surrounding mountains were splatters of blood where dead shinobi lay. Both in and out the village were silent, streets and roads completely deserted and almost devoid of life.
Almost.
Outside the village, a single shinobi stood in combat facing against just under a dozen. With a shield of visible chakra surrounding her body, Shishida Amigake stood at her full height, showing off the might of Senjutsu. Her green and brown Amigake-clan armour glowed as it assisted her in absorbing Nature Chakra. Across from her, panting from their efforts were a group of hired mercenaries, who circled the brand new Envy of Katakiuchi, Crono Sabaku.
Skilled in kenjutsu and bukijutsu, the mercenaries were hired by Crono to help defend the Genjutsu specialists who were vital to Stage 1 of StarShizen's plan. Of course, their betrayal also wasn't expected. Shishida's blood boiled at the thought of having to go back to the Hidden Forest and explain to so many people's family what had happened to their loved ones. Roots spread out from underneath her as she began to attack, she would not let a single person live. Not for what they did. The roots wrapped around her legs, lifting her up and towards her opponents with a single motion.
Crono looked around in a panic, he had the ability to escape at any given moment but had been given very specific warnings as to what would happen were he to waver from the plan. And this being his first mission as Envy, he was desperate to impress. He jumped out of the way of as an arm shaped of wood grabbed at him from underground, he barely had time to raise his arms in protection as he was slammed into the ground by a swinging trunk. Kicking away the trunk as it peeled back to shape itself into spikes, a mercenary rushed to his aide and sliced the trunk in two mid-transformation. Crono barely managed to dodge 2 others, hiding behind a mercenary that took the blows that were headed his way. He finished casting a jutsu as another mercenary flew past him, blood pouring out of where both his arms should be. He cast an earth dome, knowing full well he had barely a second before it was broken through. But with carnage outside, a second of relief was more than enough. Crono's mind raced with ideas of how to slow down this assault, with the rate that this Sage was obliterating the hired mercenaries; he wasn't even sure if he'd live to see this plan through.
Itsuki ran through the empty streets towards the where he hoped the Hidden Snow Academy stood. He paid little attention to how empty the streets were. With each step he made, the sound of his boots echoed along the cobbled ground, only reminding him of his isolation. As he turned into a residential area, he was certain he saw several curtains pulled shut. Not wanting to be victim to a surprise attack, he channelled chakra into his feet and began scaling the walls in an effort to shorten the distance. Normally he wouldn't have used such a method as it made his presence all the more obvious to any shinobi he was approaching, but he decided that there wasn't much he could do. He'd already cheated death once. He would let fate determine whether he could do it again.
The Hidden Snow Academy was in ruins, torn apart by a last-ditch jutsu used by a dying Lava user, smoke and steam rose, acting as evidence of the stone and ice used to construct the building. Standing side by side were 2 shinobi wearing brand new black cloaks. Despite their freshness, they were splattered in blood and covered in a thin layer of ash. All around them were bodies strewn on the ground. At a height of 5' 6" stood the proud Sloth of Katakiuchi, his well maintained cloak pridely displaying his emblem. To his right was a man only 1 inch taller, with plain grey hair and a small frame that denoted a lack of adequate taijutsu practice. The emblem of Greed was partially covered in blood, but was recogniseable if enough attention was paid to it. Unlike Arashi, Hishiro Nakai had only recently joined Katakiuchi, a large deposit of gold was more than enough to have him leave his clan. Floating around the taller man were 5 kunai, each brightly with radiating lightning chakra. As they scoured the wreckage for any survivors, a kunai would fly from the man's side and pierce any suspected movement.
"Awe come on Hishiro, leave some for me" joked Arashi. As their mission was all but done, he was taking the time to recharge his large chakra pools. He didn't mind that Hishiro was finishing up the job but he had wanted to see just what made the silent man of such importance to Konohuro. He'd asked him several times what jutsu he could use but so far, but had simply been ignored, to further pique his interest, Hishiro had only stuck to Armament jutsu. Several more kunais zoomed from Hishiro's side, one of them travelling far further than the others. Upon hearing the sound of metal upon metal, both the Sloth and Greed turned their heads to inspect who had deflected the attack.
Itsuki had just arrived on the roof of an adjacent building when he was assaulted with a kunai.. He barely had time to get out a kunai and deflect it, and even then his shoulder had been grazed. In front of him was what appeared to be the Academy, however a good 3/4 of the building were gone, wooden wreckage and 2 figures stood in it's place.
"Oh, fuck!" Itsuki could barely take in the sight before him before being attacked with 2 more kunais, each just as fast as the one before. He deflected one and failed to dodge the other, he gritted his teeth as it sank deeply into his right thigh. His pain was compounded as a wave of electricity passed through his body, forcing him to his knees. He opened his eyes to see 2 more kunai flying straight at him, and a half-laugh escaped his throat as he thought of the irony.
"I guess no one can cheat death"
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