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Sometimes instinct was exceedingly appropriate and more often than not, when Daaku used any portion of the ideas and feelings that came from within, they paid off. The great spiritual connection that Daaku had with other people and animals gave him a great insight on the character of those he was around. "Amazing. That kid is well trained. He moves fluently and doesn't have any fear of being inured, or what foes that could be stronger may do to him." The ninja had been had by this ninja, cornered and caught in a trap that impressed Daaku a great deal.
"Now that's what you call a shinobi of tomorrow, full of spoke and just the right amount of valor. He didn't even hesitate and rushed in to save Ayumi from falling. I adore it!!!"
"Doton: Haebu!!!" The masked ninja coughed up a bit of blood, and took a staggering breath, his longs started to function slower, the pain was immense, he's messed up bad and this icy clone was deteriorating his health quickly. Even with this pain, the ninja finished his hand signs and a disk made of sharpened stone formed several inches above his palm. The force of the throw released the ninja from the clone's grasp, the skin had been badly frozen and had ripped and torn right off of the upper back and entire left shoulder and arm. The muscle and tendons underneath were exposed and still the masked ninja fought.
With an air slicing sound the disk moved toward Daaku on its way through the air and zipped closer. All Daaku did was watch, annoyed that another ninja was causing problems after the recent attack on Konoha. The disk neared himi and Daaku's left arm moved up in defense. A loud grinding noise sounded and the spinning disk caught in the groove of Daaku's arm, that had been cast over with earth that was golden. In one spin of his body Daaku thrust the disk down into his hand and caused a wedge of earth inside his palm to rapidly spin and launch the razor sharp stone weapon into the masked ninja's throat.
Only a small amount of blood seeped from the wound, but a lot of seemed too, pooling from the wound like a mist, the cut was so deep that as the ninja staggered forward, the head rocked forward and broke to the side, dangling by a thick piece of flesh. For several seconds it kept walking but then fell. "Completely ridiculous, I hate it when things like this happen." The body twitched on the ground as Daaku peered over it, clearly disgusted by the intense frown that had become his expression. "Kokushibyōton." A dual toned grey and dark blue substance formed in a small cloud in front of Daaku and dropped down upon the ninja and in seconds there was nothing left of him. A dark patch remained on the ground in the man's place a long with a slight chill in the air.
The raspy voice came from behind the short man a blade nearly touching the most respected present day Raito Clan male. "I'm surprised you defeated my Fukkatsu Ningyō Bunishin, I figured that you'd want to go off as the Intel has said ans so you were careless, not noticing that I the puppet master was hiding so close by in the shadows and now you're mine." The raspy voiced cackled in a dry voice and pushed the dagger to Daaku's neck.
"There's a name that kid didn't mention of mine. Do you want to know what it is??" Daaku sounded compassionate like what was on his mind gave a reason to worry and care for well being of the masked man whom had started to move the blade on his neck. A bit of blood trailed down the edge of the short blade and then the metallic blade began to shrink, sizzling and burning away, causing the unknown shinobi to moved his hand in fear of what would happened if he continued to hols onto the dagger. "Ryuseiton."
"It's over for you." Immediately following a sound from flicking the tongue over the teeth, Daaku's hand crashed into the sternum of the masked ninja. "You were over confident." A crack rang out in the night air and the man screamed, loosing the raspy nature of his voice as he could no longer hold the jest. The force of the blow had knocked the wind out from within the masked man's lungs. "Let's see who is under this mask, you've kept your idea hidden but now I shall see the truth."
The ninja feebly tried to keep the mask on but his arms only moved a few inches and didn't have the strength to rise after the injury to his chest. "You bastard, you want all of the power for yourself!!! We've all known for years, You even broke tradition and searched for the scrolls!!! You aren't a Tarnaic at all, just filled with lust for all the secrets it protects. We're supposed to keep them safe, not ruin the world with them..." The Tarnaic Clan member grew claws of stone on eight of the fingers on both hands, leaving the thumbs uncovered.
"Ha!!!"
The skin of Daaku's face ripped open with a gash from all the stone claws raking his face but instead of screaming or even really reacting something else happened, the intense look in Daaku's eyes caused a great amount of fear in the ninja and when Daaku slowly started to open his mouth, the injured shinobi in Daaku's grasp cringed. "They call me Fang Raito." With a cold stare the intense stare deepened and the dark ninja licked both lips slowly. "This will be a nice treat after what you've done to my glorious face, "As always the pride of an Iwa ninja never failed.
These words frightened the ninja as he quickly covered the entire portion of his neck with the stone claws. "No please don't this was just a job, I didn't really mean anything by what I said, please!!!" It seemed one terrible sound after another came from this man's body as his encounter with first the Hyouton user and now Daaku continued. His hand had been broken, crunching backward and out of the way when Daaku used his strength to snap it aside. This combined with the screaming from Daaku's sharp teeth piercing his neck. "Ahhhhhhh!!!! noooo stop..."
"Yes, that's delicious..." Both teeth tore from the ninja's skin and then plunged back in a few inches away, causing ther blood curdling scream from the man. Blood pumped right into Daaku's body from the teeth inserted into the warm flesh. The cuts on Daaku's cheeks and face closed up as blood was drained from Ayumi's kidnapper. Blood sprayed from the primary holes that had been made first but they soon closed, the fluid ejected from the fangs being used as a rapid accelerator to heal the pierced skin.
"People will do anything for money these days it seems" , I feel bad for you. Of course it was in that way. still the same and already been thrown out all over again. Now that the shinobi was certainly unconscious he got tossed to the ground like a piece of old trash that somehow found its way back into a house after many years of neglect.Satisfied for the time being and sure that the ninja was still alive, a seal was placed on the ninja's back and tapped to be activated. A beacon of red chakra flared up into the Konoha night as a beacon for the ANBU selection to come pick the body up to be jailed and questioned.
"Yet another thing I need to check out, I might as well go pick up Ayumi and just think about tomorrow...."
"Now that's what you call a shinobi of tomorrow, full of spoke and just the right amount of valor. He didn't even hesitate and rushed in to save Ayumi from falling. I adore it!!!"
"Doton: Haebu!!!" The masked ninja coughed up a bit of blood, and took a staggering breath, his longs started to function slower, the pain was immense, he's messed up bad and this icy clone was deteriorating his health quickly. Even with this pain, the ninja finished his hand signs and a disk made of sharpened stone formed several inches above his palm. The force of the throw released the ninja from the clone's grasp, the skin had been badly frozen and had ripped and torn right off of the upper back and entire left shoulder and arm. The muscle and tendons underneath were exposed and still the masked ninja fought.
With an air slicing sound the disk moved toward Daaku on its way through the air and zipped closer. All Daaku did was watch, annoyed that another ninja was causing problems after the recent attack on Konoha. The disk neared himi and Daaku's left arm moved up in defense. A loud grinding noise sounded and the spinning disk caught in the groove of Daaku's arm, that had been cast over with earth that was golden. In one spin of his body Daaku thrust the disk down into his hand and caused a wedge of earth inside his palm to rapidly spin and launch the razor sharp stone weapon into the masked ninja's throat.
Only a small amount of blood seeped from the wound, but a lot of seemed too, pooling from the wound like a mist, the cut was so deep that as the ninja staggered forward, the head rocked forward and broke to the side, dangling by a thick piece of flesh. For several seconds it kept walking but then fell. "Completely ridiculous, I hate it when things like this happen." The body twitched on the ground as Daaku peered over it, clearly disgusted by the intense frown that had become his expression. "Kokushibyōton." A dual toned grey and dark blue substance formed in a small cloud in front of Daaku and dropped down upon the ninja and in seconds there was nothing left of him. A dark patch remained on the ground in the man's place a long with a slight chill in the air.
The raspy voice came from behind the short man a blade nearly touching the most respected present day Raito Clan male. "I'm surprised you defeated my Fukkatsu Ningyō Bunishin, I figured that you'd want to go off as the Intel has said ans so you were careless, not noticing that I the puppet master was hiding so close by in the shadows and now you're mine." The raspy voiced cackled in a dry voice and pushed the dagger to Daaku's neck.
"There's a name that kid didn't mention of mine. Do you want to know what it is??" Daaku sounded compassionate like what was on his mind gave a reason to worry and care for well being of the masked man whom had started to move the blade on his neck. A bit of blood trailed down the edge of the short blade and then the metallic blade began to shrink, sizzling and burning away, causing the unknown shinobi to moved his hand in fear of what would happened if he continued to hols onto the dagger. "Ryuseiton."
"It's over for you." Immediately following a sound from flicking the tongue over the teeth, Daaku's hand crashed into the sternum of the masked ninja. "You were over confident." A crack rang out in the night air and the man screamed, loosing the raspy nature of his voice as he could no longer hold the jest. The force of the blow had knocked the wind out from within the masked man's lungs. "Let's see who is under this mask, you've kept your idea hidden but now I shall see the truth."
The ninja feebly tried to keep the mask on but his arms only moved a few inches and didn't have the strength to rise after the injury to his chest. "You bastard, you want all of the power for yourself!!! We've all known for years, You even broke tradition and searched for the scrolls!!! You aren't a Tarnaic at all, just filled with lust for all the secrets it protects. We're supposed to keep them safe, not ruin the world with them..." The Tarnaic Clan member grew claws of stone on eight of the fingers on both hands, leaving the thumbs uncovered.
"Ha!!!"
The skin of Daaku's face ripped open with a gash from all the stone claws raking his face but instead of screaming or even really reacting something else happened, the intense look in Daaku's eyes caused a great amount of fear in the ninja and when Daaku slowly started to open his mouth, the injured shinobi in Daaku's grasp cringed. "They call me Fang Raito." With a cold stare the intense stare deepened and the dark ninja licked both lips slowly. "This will be a nice treat after what you've done to my glorious face, "As always the pride of an Iwa ninja never failed.
These words frightened the ninja as he quickly covered the entire portion of his neck with the stone claws. "No please don't this was just a job, I didn't really mean anything by what I said, please!!!" It seemed one terrible sound after another came from this man's body as his encounter with first the Hyouton user and now Daaku continued. His hand had been broken, crunching backward and out of the way when Daaku used his strength to snap it aside. This combined with the screaming from Daaku's sharp teeth piercing his neck. "Ahhhhhhh!!!! noooo stop..."
"Yes, that's delicious..." Both teeth tore from the ninja's skin and then plunged back in a few inches away, causing ther blood curdling scream from the man. Blood pumped right into Daaku's body from the teeth inserted into the warm flesh. The cuts on Daaku's cheeks and face closed up as blood was drained from Ayumi's kidnapper. Blood sprayed from the primary holes that had been made first but they soon closed, the fluid ejected from the fangs being used as a rapid accelerator to heal the pierced skin.
"People will do anything for money these days it seems" , I feel bad for you. Of course it was in that way. still the same and already been thrown out all over again. Now that the shinobi was certainly unconscious he got tossed to the ground like a piece of old trash that somehow found its way back into a house after many years of neglect.Satisfied for the time being and sure that the ninja was still alive, a seal was placed on the ninja's back and tapped to be activated. A beacon of red chakra flared up into the Konoha night as a beacon for the ANBU selection to come pick the body up to be jailed and questioned.
"Yet another thing I need to check out, I might as well go pick up Ayumi and just think about tomorrow...."
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