Butcher of Konoha [Mission]

[Uchiha Satori]

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[atrb=cellspacing,4,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Vrs56.png); border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border: 5px solid #222222;] "H-Heheh... aren't you worried at all, Captain?" Satori was standing at attention with his arms crossed over his chest. To either side was a member of the police force- Tenzo and Kitae Uchiha. It was Tenzo that had spoken, wringing his hands nervously. Satori placed his hand on Tenzo's shoulder and shook him a little, "Worried? What for?" Tenzo opened his mouth to speak, but Kitae cut him off, "Well... this guy is supposed to be bad news, isn't he? We don't really know anything about him aside from his name. For some reason, despite being a Konoha Jounin, nobody could tell us what his abilities were... we're going in blind. Isn't that enough?" Satori merely shrugged and looked forward, releasing Tenzo's shoulder. They were currently in one of the many tunnels that ran underneath the village. Most were used for sewerage, and the few that were used for... other purposes had largely been abandoned. But it seems as though someone got the bright idea to hole themselves up here and start kidnapping villagers for some nefarious purpose. Of course, as a Captain of the Keimu Butai, Satori couldn't stand for it. Although a number of his men had volunteered for this mission, he personally chose Tenzo and Kitae for it. There was some unrest by those who felt he was unfairly favoring his own clan, especially since Tenzo wanted no part of this particular mission. But the true reason that Satori was taking the pair is that, even though they'd attempted to keep it a secret, Satori knew the two were engaged. Although it was risky to have his team harboring those kinds of feelings, which could lead to poor choices on the battlefield... it also meant that if one was endangered, the other would fight that much harder to ensure their safety. Besides, reliability was boring. This was much more fun. "Right, then. Let's begin the operation." "D-Do we really have to? Can't we wait a bit longer?" Kitae moved over and punched Tenzo in the shoulder, "Man up and follow the Captain's orders." Satori simply lowered his head and chuckled lightly at their interaction. Tenzo really had his hands full with this one. Even though they were both Uchiha and Chuunin besides, neither of the two had unlocked their Sharingan yet. But that was to be expected, as only a select few members of the Uchiha clan ever awoke that particular ability. Still, this was the time for action. Satori looked over his shoulder at Tenzo, sporting a severe look, "The longer we wait, the more villagers we lose. That's unacceptable. Don't forget that this is just as much of a rescue mission as anything else. Get your act together, Tenzo, we're going in." Kitae shot a death glare at Tenzo, angry that he was admonished by the Captain. Still, the three headed deeper into the sewers, coming into a larger chamber where they believed the target to be located. [Dialogue Color]: Satori Tenzo Kitae [Word Count]: [493/4,500] [Techniques Used]: [Chakra Reserves]:

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— give in,

to the shadows that keep
calling for you tonight
obey the shadows cry

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[Tsubasa Chinatsu]

"One by one, they all fall down," sang a somewhat higher pitch yet masculine voice, "All fall down~" The distinct metallic sound of a knife sharpening could be heard between the verses. "Cut them up with hardened steel~" With a white gloved hand the blonde haired male held a large butcher knife up for his dual chromatic eyes to inspect. The crimson one saw nothing but perfection, while the golden one saw nothing but error. Still, he continued on with his twisted little tune as he went back to sharpening and honing the blade. "Hardened steel~"

A single lantern hung from the center point of the ceiling in the room, and swayed every now and then as wind currents changed within the passage ways. The room was quite large with two exits or entryways. One, of course, was hidden, only known to he whom hath been dubbed, the Butcher. The other was common knowledge to those who knew the passageways anyway. In fact the room was so large that the lantern's flickering light did not reach all of the nooks and crannies that it had to offer. This was either because of sheer distance, or because of crate upon crates stacked on top of one another in the corner.

"My cruel Maiden." he finished his little tune with a small smile adorning his lips as he once again held the knife up to the light. When he was at long last satisfied with his work he placed it back onto the crate next to a wonderful assortments of knives that ranged from scalpels to bone saws. Anything that could cut flesh really.

He turned sharply on the ball of his foot as he made a brisk walk across the room with his long blonde tresses bouncing with nearly every step. "My oh my, it seems that I'll be having company soon," his voice nearly sang as he approached his final remaining living guest. He reached out towards her placing his forefinger and thumb under her chin as his smile spread somewhat suggesting his dastardly plans. The woman in turn panicked under his touch and writhed trying to break free to no avail. "My... sweet... robin." He traced a finger up the side of her face before resting it on her sweet, soft lip. Then, he pulled his hand away and produced a scalpel from his coat, "Where shall I begin?"

By the time the uninvited guests would arrive at his little tea party it would be all too late. The butcher would be once again singing his twisted song while sharpening his knives. "One by One, they all fall down~"

Made by Tosuke of BTN

Chakra: 100%
Words: 440
Notes:
Butcher played by Vincent Nightray of Pandora Hearts
sing his song to the tune of london bridge

[Uchiha Satori]

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— give in,

to the shadows that keep
calling for you tonight
obey the shadows cry

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[Tsubasa Chinatsu]

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With the sound of little mini explosions and clouds of smoke, they appeared as if out of thin air. Immediately they initiated combat stances, ready to take him out should the opportunity present itself, and ordered him to surrender. Surrender? Why would he do that? He had already determined his life was of no value. He was but another test subject in a grand master plan. He was a test subject, the corpse in the corner was a test subject, the shinobi at the entrance were test subjects, hell, even that rat nibbling on the eye ball by their feet was a test subject.

When they barked out their orders he stopped sharpening his lovely little kunai as he held it up to the light. "Keimu Buntai will wither away~" He turned the kunai in his hand flashing the light that glinted off of its steel back towards the officers and even perhaps in their eyes, "Wither away~" A twisted yet serene grin spread across his face as he lowered his hand allowing it to drop to his side. As he did this, he gently slit his thumb along the blade of the kunai ever so slyly. Soon blood trickled down along the blade and dripped down onto some sort of runic marking on the floor, "Wither away~" He ground his foot into the marking as he turned slightly to view the officers with his golden orb, "My cruel Reaper~" Another rune, previously hidden by the shadows, lit up between the officers' feet as a brilliant crimson, before suddenly, non-violently exploding into a large field of crimson smoke.

At times like that it was definitely a fortune that he was related by blood the the Desert Death God. It made things so much easier for him to accomplish, such as using techniques that the elder man had bestowed upon him, perhaps even better than he himself would ever be able to accomplish. "Kill them now with bloodied spikes~" He spun around his little make shift desk as the crimson smoke began to fill the entire room to the near by wall where he pressed his back up against it and held his injured thumb to another, similar rune, to the one previously on the floor. "Bloodied Spikes~" If they knew anything about the Reaper, they would likely know what was coming next, but then again, perhaps they wouldn't considering even a man as notorious as him never revealed all of his secrets.

He had met Sabaku no Shinigami about five years ago now. They had been well aware of each other's presence as Ren in this world for quite some time, but had never met until that fateful day where they both happened upon the sanctuary on the Kusa/Taki border. They saw eye to eye with one another almost immediately, and soon, began to share secrets that no one else ever knew of. For him, he shared his research results and ideas. He shared his Fuin specialties. For the Reaper he reciprocated by using his little technique utilizing blood to create new techniques. Thus the trap seals were born.

They had only been together maybe two weeks, but that time was time enough to produce something great in both of the shinobi. Something they would never share with this world. While the trap seals had not been perfected in that time, he had taken it upon himself to better perfect his own seals in his own way, and through letters back and forth to Suna without others' knowledge, he was also able to produce those akin to the Reaper's which he used today.

"Bloodied Spikes~!" He activated the second runic seal which would cause ten crimson spikes to spew out of the ceiling approximately five feet in front of the lantern between it and the door where the officers were last seen. They likely would not see the crimson things spewing out of the ceiling at every which angle between 45 degrees and 90 (in reference to being perpendicular to the ceiling). "My Cruel Reaper~" Unfortunately for himself, the smoke from earlier provided the officers with just as much cover as it did himself, and since they were likely to be much more quiet in their actions than he had been, they would likely be able to surmount some sort of surprise attack. If they were smart enough to do so that is.

Made by Tosuke of BTN

Chakra: 81%

Words:
440 | 734

Techniques Used:
Blood Crest Seal: Trap Smoke
Blood Crest Seal: Trap Spike

Nikuya's Stats:

SPOILER: Click to show

Chakra Reserves: A
Chakra Control: A
Shunshin: B
Ninjutsu: C
Taijutsu: D
Genjutsu: B
Fuinjutsu: A
Medical Ninjutsu: C

Notes:

So I went to originally use the techniques then realized, oh wait they're personal to Homma. Hmm... That's why I added the back story, EXPLANATIONS PEOPLE

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[Uchiha Satori]

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— give in,

to the shadows that keep
calling for you tonight
obey the shadows cry

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[Tsubasa Chinatsu]

As their own chatter began to filter across the crimson fog, they would likely not notice as the Butcher's own signing faded into nothingness. He could hear them all perfectly. He could hear one of them try to confirm the 'safety' of his 'guests' however that feat would be futile. The Butcher had already made them all into such beautiful decorations. Only those decorations could not be admired, not right now anyway.

"It seems that they know nothing. A pity," he spoke low to himself as the Keimu Buntai continued to chatter with one another, however soon something caught his eye through the thinning mist. A glint, like light streaking off of metal. Then there was a distinct sensation as two metal objects pierced his skin. Shock waves of pain ripped through his body like a nasty cold and sent the man lurching silently forward. "......" He soon fell deathly silent as he steadied himself with one hand on the wall next to him and the other searching his side for the two blasted objects that had found their way into him. Soon enough as his fingers continued to dance across the contours of his body, he began to silently make his way across the way to where the hidden exit would be. When at long last he found, and removed the two shuriken, he reacted quickly by throwing the two across the room to hopefully create a diversion before retreating beyond the false wall panel hidden behind the stacked crates in the corner of the room.

"Nngh, my eyes are starting to water. It seems I stayed in there for too long, oh well," he spoke deathly quiet to himself as he walked with a slight limp to his step due to awkward stepping sending pangs of pain through his body. Licking his lips now as chakra began to dance at his finger tips to mend the wounds done by the uchiha the butcher chuckled to himself. "Keimu Buntai will all be crushed~" He sang quietly and low key, as slowly he approached another rune written upon the floor approximately thirty feet in front of him.

If the Uchiha officers still managed to pursue the Butcher they would likely find that not only would their eyes likely begin to be heavily irritated by the smoke the still filled that first room, that when they would enter the corridor that the Butcher had retreated down that it would be nearly pitch black. There would be no source of light beyond the light that filtered into the corridor from the large room before it. It would also appear that the corridor would only be big enough for the officers to proceed single file.

Made by Tosuke of BTN

Chakra: 81%

Words:
451

Techniques Used:
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Nikuya's Stats:

SPOILER: Click to show

Chakra Reserves: A
Chakra Control: A
Shunshin: B
Ninjutsu: C
Taijutsu: D
Genjutsu: B
Fuinjutsu: A
Medical Ninjutsu: C

Notes:

Sorry for the wait. Also I wasn't trying to power play or anything, just describing for you the next area and the current effects in play.

[Uchiha Satori]

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— give in,

to the shadows that keep
calling for you tonight
obey the shadows cry

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