One more for the road.(Kumo destruction topic V2)

The Demon sighed as he walked through Kumo's dark alleyways traversing his way around while keeping his chakra to a minimum thanks to the suppression. it would seem that Maku had left him to take on the rest of the dirty work by himself. The boy had left without as much as a good bye, he simply slipped into the distance to not be heard from again. It was a lose end that would need to be tied off eventually as one of the few people that would stand in the Demons way of accomplishing his long term goals.

As he walked his clone and path took slightly different paths that would allow them to keep each other within eye sight but also viewing different things to ensure they were not taken unaware, the rinnegan was truly an amazing eye. To not cause attention to himself while he stayed in Kumo his suit had receded back under his skin. To the normal eyes of villagers he was simply a new face with friends in the village. During his time of waiting he noticed that his symbiote had started to split itself and form new entities that attached themselves to his paths somewhat connecting them all together as he could feel what they felt and vice versa. This development came at the perfect time as well, they had come to destroy the village but had met Echo which to say the least had thrown them off their course. Not to leave a job unfinished however the Demon deemed this day the reckoning that Kumo needed.

Walking more towards the market center of the village where he had frequented for food and here-say on the state of the village after the 1st attack he smiled. It seemed that the village had come back together rather well in the short amount of time since it had been attacked, they were indeed a sturdy people. Cracking his neck from the lef to the right the suit again oozed from his pores before animating itself and enveloping his body completely. His paths followed suit and instead of black and red coming forth, theirs was white and black with red eye coverings. His clone merely walked out from the shadows clad in full armor. They all took a five meter zone around each other taking in the sites from equal distances at different heights and areas giving them a full three hundred and sixty view.

Of course some civilians tried to run but they were corralled into the center of the zone fearful to move as they would indeed be struck down if any move was taken. Now all that was left was to wait, someone would be notified of the happenings and then they would send people to check on what was going on. If no one came, well the Demon would start executing civilians one by one till no one remained. This is where having the lowest base chakra of the group came in handy, he would hardly be sensed as the main threat as each one of his clones and his path had a higher chakra than him. Catching him as the host would be a very nice trick he would like to see someone pull off if they were basing it on just chakra alone.

Well now he waited, it would be impolite to destroy a village right off, he had to build up to it.

Tearing through the spacetime, a bubble would carry the three into existence once again. Naoki with his wood clone and exemplar would appear on a rooftop not too far from where he had previously been. He would sense a somewhat familiar chakra not too far from them. Both him and the clone suppressing their chakra after activating and hiding the sharingan, the three would head in that direction until they found a sort of plaza. And there he would spot who he was sensing, a bunch of guys looking like monsters and one in armor. Well, he recognized the monster-looking fellow who was Maku's friend, or maybe it was the armored one who knew his jutsu. He wasn't sure as this bunch was always together, yet they did not seem to be different individuals, not judging from their chakra anyways. So, clones maybe, or something like exemplars perhaps? Standing at the corner of the rooftop Naoki would shout out "What a fine day! You're Maku's friends, aren't you? Don't you think standing there in such scary outfits might get the natives a bit restless again?" He would add in a wave, all of this with his chakra still suppressed.

In the mean time Vigil and Naoki's wood clone, let's call him Wookie, would descent onto the street around the corner of the plaza. The boy was rather excited to see another major village. Tengakure did not prove to be as fun. He also lost his mentor there, before he could even learn anything from him. This village looked more like Shimagakure, except it was built in the mountains and it lacked beaches and the sea and there were clouds everywhere and overall now that the boy thought about it, it was actually was different. Guess each village was unique in some way. Sad that he knew this was going to not stay this peaceful for much longer. It will turn into what he saw in Tengakure, with the strong ones clashing and him being mostly useless, except this time he will try to push his limits and try to chip in. It also saddened that, since there were those guys here, this might all go like Ame and that would be just sad. Wookie standing next to him didn't mind it though. Maybe because he was a clone, or maybe because he expecting it to be quite exciting.

Overcast with the smell of rain heavy in the air and only the sound of his sandals slapping on the ground, just the way Ukita liked it. Unfortunately he was on a mandated patrol and could not enjoy the relatively pleasant weather to its fullest extent. Ever since Kumogakure had been infiltrated by some missing ninja the patrols throughout the village had been doubled, or at least Ukita's schedule seemed to indicate that. As for what exactly transpired in that attack? The chuunin was not exactly sure as to the details, but countless people died and the Raikage did nothing about it, or so the rumor mill said. Also, there were whispers of a bijuu being seen, but he did not put much stock in those reports.

Ukita himself had been on the fringes of Kumogakure training on that fateful day. Naturally, he rushed to the scene upon hearing screams and explosions, but by the time he got there it was over and only a crater remained. Since that time life went on surprisingly unchanged. There was no real official announcements of emergency on the part of the village officials, which was a bit worrying to Ukita. Why weren't they talking? What was there to hide? No matter the answers the young shinobi knew his only path was to do his best to protect Kumogakure, not for the officials or seemingly absentee kage, but for the people. The people he knew and loved.

Thus, his compassion for the people of Kumogakure brought him here, to the streets of Kumogakure, along with a fellow chuunin by the name of Gin. Like many people of Kumogakure since the village rending attack, Ukita carried a variable arsenal on his person during these patrols. Though, the chuunin's arsenal was a bit larger than the average civilian. Clasped securely around his torso was a flak jacket in the style of Kumogakure under which he wore a long sleeved white shirt. Complimenting his upper body he wore a pair of slightly baggy brown pants that reached down to just above his ankles allowing for a wide range of movement. Topping off his appearance he wore a dull Kumogakure headband loosely around his neck and his long hair was in a single braid that ran halfway down his back.

As for the exact nature of his arsenal, well,  on his left hip hung a ninjato while from his right hip hung a weapons pouch. On his left arm he had a midnight black bracer that seemed, if nothing else, more of a fashion statement. Though, the most prominent armament were affixed securely to his upper back: two collapsed fuma shuriken on either shoulder blade. Taken as a whole Ukita no doubt looked like a walking blacksmith's dream sans noisy metal clanging about.

Since the first attack on Kumogakure everything had been rather quiet. People remained indoors when possible and avoided each others gaze as if embarrassed. One could almost smell the fear in the air in most of the village. Currently both Ukita and Gin could not taste that aforementioned fear. No, rather all they could smell was the intoxicating aroma wafting from a cul-de-sac of restaurants about two blocks away the pair had frequented on their patrols previously. Then it happened, a woman ran directly into Gin.

Gin was a sturdy man and he caught the woman before she fell. He then put her back on her feet, but before she could be questioned the woman spoke in a frenzy of hushed tones. "They have a group of people in the Okinoichi restaurant district. I only just escaped out the back door of my restaurant. Please, my son is there. Help them." As the woman spoke Gin glanced over at Ukita whose face had hardened into expressionless slate. In a few quick words Ukita sent Gin to report the incident to the kage and anbu. Meanwhile he would go ahead and check the situation out.

With long confident strides Ukita made his way to the cul-de-sac of a district. With each step his mind made a few jumps, A group of people...In a cul-de-sac...A hostage situation? None of it made any sense to the chuunin. Why would someone take hostages? Then it hit him, whoever it was wanted attention-they wanted to make a spectacle of some sort. Great a sensationalist terrorist, the best. Hopefully it is just some thugs.... Each step he took also served to slowly pump his body with adrenaline. Whatever the scene in the Okinoichi district he had to be ready.

Slowing his stride as he approached the cul-de-sac the chuunin got his first glimpse of the situation. Standing at the entrance to the cul-de-sac he began to assess what was going on. In the center of the circular part of the cul-de-sac, a plaza of sorts if you will, stood a large group of civilians who appeared to be guarded by three oddly dressed figures. Yeah, these aren't commonplace thugs, great. At this point in time Ukita could vaguely hear a cheerful voice speaking to the oddly dressed hooligans-he couldn't make out exact words, shame.

The circular section of the cul-de-sac was about 50 meters in radius with the hostages at the center making a circle of people roughly five meters in radius. The road leading into the cul-de-sac was about 30 meters long and 30 meters wide. Walking calmly down the center of the road leading to the cul-de-sac, Ukita extended his chakra senses and kept his wits about him. The slap of his sandals would no doubt be heard by the group of people. Nearing the group of civilians he would stop eleven meters from the front of the civilians. Luckily the hostage takers were at the back of the group. Hell, the person who had been speaking before was actually ten meters behind the circle of civilians and hostage takers. Strange, truly strange.

Regardless, assuming Ukita's careful trek had not been intercepted, he now projected his voice confidently with an edge of feigned authority, "Gentlemen? I will have to ask that you please release these fine people and be on your way. Perhaps you would like to try out one of our many bars? They are truly to die for." That said he fell silent with his arms loosely at his side and his eyes keeping an attention to all the small details. Hopefully this could be resolved without bloodshed.

Starting to get bored he had his paths start peeling the skin off from a womans, a mans, and a little childs body small layer by layer. He had said he would wait a while but the Demon found no use in it and decided to make a scene for the 1st person to arrive. Each one of these humans were still alive during the process and their screams only soothed his ears as he caught the presence of more people reaching the scene. The first was directly on him and while feeling familiar his guard didn't drop as they came into view of his animal path. The other signature was making it's way here slowly but it's pace had quickened.

The Demon had only met the male that was in front of him once, and while he seemed to be trusting, one couldn't be to careful in this era. His animal path kept the man in his sights as he continued scraping the skin off of the woman as she squirmed in his grasp before passing out to pain. He would also use the same path to begin conversation with the new entrant.

"Restless....is a bit of a understatement at the moment I would think. I'm merely shaking the hornets nest to see what comes out. I've only met you once, what brings you to my slaughter house?"

While he entertained his new guests answer to the question the little boy that his preta path had was practically stripped to nothing but his tendons. The child surprisingly had a high threshold for pain apparently as he still was awake screaming as his bare feet touched the dirt ground beneath them. A small chuckle escaped the paths mouth. It was at this time that a new face entered into their humble abode. The Demons clone took stock of the male while all of the others kept their attention on their various positions. Akuoy spoke through his mask towards the male with a monotone voice.

"You aren't the one that I felt last time, have they sent a child to negotiate with me? I'll allow you to leave now if you promise to bring the leader of this destroyed village forth. You can take this with you."

With finishing his words the clone tossed a small pile of bloodied skin towards the new male underhanded so of course it wouldn't reach him and instead lay in a pile somewhere near his feet. At the same time the stripped child was now walking as feebly as he could towards Ukita before of course falling dead about three to four meters from him.

"Leave me now boy, bring back someone of importance before I finish with this crowd. You've lost 3 already, I have seventeen more to go."

Hikarishi Uchiha a chunnin of the village hidden in the clouds found his way towards the screaming masses. He entered in behind the man ukita, having his Eternal mangekyo sharingan active at the time do to the amount of missing ninja activity around this place anymore. He would stop 5 meters behind Ukita putting him at a total of 26 meters away from the man who spoke just as he arrived. Taking quick note of the place with his chakra sensory he would note three more men, the ones causing the screams.

'great...what now?' he asked himself as he viewed the situation. Looking in the direction of the roof tops he spotted another man and two more descended into the streets to join the fray. 'Fucking hell. really how many more are going to come? as it is now its 2 against 6....' he thought as he tried desperately to fit a plan together in his head.

Hikarishi wore his specially made head band and his flak jacket underneath which he wore a red shirt and was garbed in black pants that fit loose enough to not inhibit his kicking accuracy or power. His shirt was tight on his body to prevent it from being grabbed to easily if for some reason they got around the flak jacket. He had his Kunai pouch strapped to his right leg high enough to be reached easily for a quick draw and throw. On his left hip was strapped a ninjato positioned with care as to make grabbing the hilt a simple action and whipping it out would be no problem at all.

He let his eyes rest on the man behind the all the hostages and his chakra seemed familur to the young man. Last time they had spoke he was in the leaf village and before that they had sparred in the borders not from here...something was not right with the man before him now.

Letting a slight choked voice Hikarishi would speak out to the man. "Youka? is that really you...Its me Hikarishi..." He said trailing off as he spoke not know what to do as he watched the man throw a scrap of bloodied skin towards Ukita. This was not the man he had first met something bad had seemed to happen to him.

[http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t20453p40-taking-in-the-scenery proof that i do have the WC to know youka...]

Naoki wasn't exactly a fan of inflicting agonizing pain to helpless civilians, so to speak. But he had come to realize that some evil will have to be endured on this path, if he was to protect his people, to protect himself, to gain power and to eventually gain his revenge. So, the sight of the monster figures torturing the villagers wasn't something the Uchiha adored, in fact it would make him grimace somewhat. But he would respond what he intended nonetheless, trying to sound somewhat casual, though not really cheerful, as some might put it, certainly not so at the sight of torture and death. "Slaughter is what brings me here. With the chaos you guys seem to spread, Xyxer wants me to obtain and bring him something from this village. So I assumed you wouldn't reject a helping hand."

I suppose this would be a decent point to describe how the three of them looked and what they carried with them, as that looks like a sort of a trend going on here. Naoki was wearing the modulated fabric that Denkiteki had gifted him back on Shimagakure before he got into this whole mess. The fabric had a form of dark grey linen-like pants and shirt, but only the bottom part of it would be visible, because on top of it the Uchiha wore the modified robe of Rin Senju, which was pure white with some black. Since becoming what Xyxer referred to as "herald" Naoki did not wear the Shimagakure's headband anymore. Instead, in its usual place - around his neck, there would be a lowered black multi-weave mask, which he had with him in case poison was used, though such instances were actually pretty darn rare. Unknown to everyone else there were widgets strapped onto him, under his clothes, some of them even implanted and as ninjas seemed to prefer to do, some of his equipment was hidden under/inside his clothing for ease of access, some of it was in a pack on his right leg or in the pouch on his waist. The most visible of them was probably a platinum coated katana sheathed and resting on the male's back with the hilt over his right shoulder, though he could hardly imagine the situation in which he would use the blade. Finally, only those who got very close to him might be able to see this, but right under the mask around his neck would be a necklace with a blue, semi-transparent crystal, which appeared to glow faintly as it passively enhanced the man's chakra power. Down below Wookie looked identical, because he was a clone, duh. Vigil on the other hand - well, first of all he had an appearance of a Genin age boy, even if he was actually less than a year old. His clothing was white and gold, his hair was white, with a golden braid and face had gold pain around his eyes. And the boy's whole body would be covered in seal markings, but those would be concealed under his clothes. His only weaponry was in a small box on his right leg.

As Naoki had finished his sentence, he would notice the two people who seemed to have appeared on the other side of the plaza, or whatever it was. They seemed to be at some distance, so it was likely they did not hear what Naoki and the monster guy spoke about, or if they did, they'd probably only catch the last parts. Well, one of them seemed to be somewhat strong, at least his chakra was. Naoki had decided not to trust that too much though, as his own chakra was pretty much apex and yet he could dwarf in power to those who were more adept in using their chakra, rather than having a strong one. The second guy, or rather the guy who first appeared, well, his chakra was about as impressive as Vigil's, so no wonder he managed to basically walk up to them, unlike the other guy who just appeared out of nowhere, like he was some master of spacetime. So, it wasn't all that surprising when the one who knew Naoki's transfer through the world of emptiness technique talked to the guy with weak chakra, like he was actually weak, like he was a genin. However, Naoki's sharingan-in-disguise couldn't help but note two things about those guys that made him not underestimate them. First was that the guy with weak chakra had a considerably high tonicity (aka muscle tone, aka strength), higher than Xyxer's, practically as high as the red and black monster among the three, which put them at the top of the all time physically strongest Naoki has seen list. And the second thing was the unique red and black pattern of the other guy's eyes. Which Naoki was quite familiar with and would not take long to recognize as Mangekyou Sharingan. It made sense actually, as far as he knew Konoha had maintained good relations with Kumogakure for a while now, despite the villages being enemies only a couple years back, when Kumogakure was part of the Sky Nation. So it would not be too surprising to find one of the Uchiha here, maybe even a member of the head family? Who knows, but the former leader of Shimagakure was rather positive this was not some guy who had just stolen the eyes, because unlike Maku he had the looks and traits of an Uchiha. Which would make him the first clansmen Naoki had met.

Flashing a bit of a twisted grin Naoki would take a single step forward and hop off the roof, taking about a three meter fall, then landing lightly. Assuming nobody made any serious moves by then, he would walk towards the center, making a bit of an arc, eventually stopping himself about 10 meters to the right of the people in the center and about 17 meters from the other two. As he walked, the other Uchiha would speak to the monster, addressing him as Youka. Well, at least he now had a name to put to him, instead of just calling him/them a monster. While he walked, Vigil and Wookie would emerge from the shadows, around the corner as well. They would make their way towards the center and position themselves on the opposite side of the group, at roughly the same distances.

[2nd and 3rd paragraphs are only appearances and observations, 1st and 4th hold all the actions and interactions, if you want a summary]

Swallowing back the acidic taste of vomit and rage from the intruder's gruesome display of brutality, Ukita grimaced ever so slightly. Had such an event taken place naught but six months ago the chuunin would have flown at the masked creature with a wild abandon. However, he was now much more reserved, more calculated. As the skinned body of the child fell before him his eyes narrowed and unconsciously tinted with the crimson of his sharingan. No matter how much he tried to deny his Uchiha lineage it still burned hotly within him like an unyielding fire.

The masked trio would pay, Ukita cared for nothing else now. The other man and what appeared to be his clones or followers? They were an afterthought, an appetizer at best-weak. As adrenaline pumped freely through his body he tensed his leg muscles ever so slightly.

It was time to fight.....

Well, it would have been time to fight had a voice not issued from behind him, which effectively snapped him back to reality. He had not even sensed the newcomer, distraught rage had put blinders on him. Ukita did not register what the man behind him said, but the noise was enough to bring back his mental cool. Taking a breath Ukita took stock of the situation before speaking up once again with the same commanding authority as before.

"I assure you our leader is on his way along with innumerable anbu. Now , see, as you put it, I am a kid. Sure, I'll give you that. However, a kid from Kumogakure is more than enough for the likes of you." Pausing for a quick breath Ukita could not restrain an arrogant smirk from slipping across his face. " Though, seeing as you seem so confident why not let these people go? You should, after all, be able to dispatch me with ease and pick up where you left off. Hell, you'll even have one more person to torment if you win, me....So, what say you?"

Naturally Ukita directed his challenge towards the three masked hooligans. He could care less about the anyone else at this point. Interestingly the chuunin's words were not empty, because across the village Gin had just informed the anbu and office of the kage of the situation that Kumogakure was now under. Hopefully, Hikarishi took Ukita's words as hint to not interfere with any possible duel that may happen between him and the masked men. Perhaps he could engage the other trio. Or he could watch, up to him.

(Babies OP)

"That crazed sword whirling maniac couldn't be bothered to come on his own? Must be busy ensuring another kid can't ha-"

Another presence was now centered in the area, how many bugs were coming from their holes? Not one of them was the signature he was looking for from their last bout, however this one seemed...familiar. Then the eye sore spoke trying to call out to a empty shell of a host that had long since left his home. The Demons symbitote suits moved on their own turning more jagged and began slightly vibrating as the main host body looked over Hikarishi.

"Youka...hmmmm, that name holds no power here boy. Who you think you might have known is no longer. We are one, we are many, we are....Carnage."

Finishing his words in an almost feral slur his path snapped the neck of the man it held finally ending his life and letting the body drop by his feet. At this moment all of the Demons bodies began converging on one another closing their distance to just two meters apart in each direction while maintaining their different views. More people were joining this small corner as time progressed so to assume that more would be coming was the best idea.

Akuoy let out a slight chuckle from his suit of armor at Ukita's words of certainty the way a adult laughs at a child that still believed in santa claus. Either this kid was simply just stalling, or really believed that he could hold his own till his backup army entered the scene. Very well, if it was despair that this boy wanted to taste, then it was despair that he would get. Akuoy stared through the child behind his demons mask before speaking once more.

"You wish to amuse me with your struggle.....very well, I will take my time to dissect everything. When this is all done, you will become part of my collection along with you as well Hikarishi. I accept your challenge child of Kumo, don't bore me before you die. As for the hostages, I will release them."

At this point in time a wide sweeping arc would have been seen being made from behind the 1st path as the real Demon swung his appendage grasping its spear. If it wasn't stopped their would be a quick moment of screams before it fell silent again as every last hostage was decapitated in one back and forth movement.

"We are ready when you are."

The man he knew once was no more but no tear was shed for him. Knowing what he had to do he stepped forward behind the man infront of him placing a single finger on his neck and spoke while flowing chakra into him. "accecpt the mark and we can speak freely with no one ever hearing us." Hikarishi spoke as the jutsu took place. If the man allowed this to happen a three tomoe mark would appear on the base of his neck.

Either way Hikarishi would step to stand beside the man and take the scene in one more time taking mental note of where everyone was. "Alright then you take on Youk...Carnage and ill take the other guy on and watch your back for incoming attacks from him." he said as he waited on them to make the first move. Hikarishi did not like to attack first but would if need be for now though he would wait.

-20 ap from http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t22481-voiceless-communication#171548
-5 from sharingan due to using a jutsu this round ill deduct the cost of this as well..
557-20-5=532 ap left over

There was a lot of interesting stuff being said and done, the short exchange between Youka and the other Uchiha, strange jutsu used by them, the guy that first came here activating his sharingan... and the mass beheading. Interesting indeed, but at this point Naoki's mind was captured by something else, his thoughts were on revenge. So when it was clear that the fight was imminent, after the other Uchiha had used his jutsu as was waiting, asking for an attack, the former leader of Shimagakure and an Uchiha exile would oblige. He would quickly form a single seal of Tiger, his chakra suppression breaking, revealing his chakra levels, he would inhale simultaneously and then exhale the chakra as steaming hot flames that taking a form of dragon's head would rush towards the two. Before the fight they seem to have distributed and the younger one was to fight Youka. Naoki did not mind that, if he got to kill just one Uchiha each day, it would be more than sufficient to wipe out the whole clan in pretty short time. It also seemed like he was fighting the stronger one.

As the original was doing the initial attack, Wookie would begin making several hand seals for Rain Tiger at Will technique and if uninterrupted he would activate it, causing a chakra infused rain to start falling over the entire village, breaking his suppression as well. Vigil, realizing the start of the fight, but not sharing a mental connection like Naoki did with his wood clone, would decide to try to flank the opponents and maybe give some cover. He would start running to the left, away from the clone, the original and from Youka's boys. He would lunge into a street, hoping to come out behind the two Uchihas. Naoki, as soon as the Dragon Fire technique was fired off, would release four sunflies. Three would be imbued with the ability to detonate and warp through solid objects, they would be released into the ground and commanded to make their way towards the other Uchiha, while keeping a three meter distance between each and staying half a meter under the ground, while the fourth had advanced sensory and was sent straight after the fiery dragon, but would stop after making seven meters from Naoki.

[Guess time to keep track of AP... Since the clone was made in previous thread, the AP balance is 1:2, as there were two clones. So, for the clone:
-5 for Deceiving Eyes, -3 for Sharingan upkeep, -40 for Rain Tiger at Will if activated
leaving the clone with 344/392 AP
for Original:
-5 for Deceiving Eyes, -3 for Sharingan upkeep, -30 for GDF, -17 for Sunflies (5 per each explosive and 2 for the sensory)
leaving the original with 730/785 AP

GDF and the Sunflies have 85 speed and power (because 125 chakra)]