Escort Service, no not that kind.

Mission:

It must be a pretty special occasion when Kyousuke picks up a shirt and looks over it to see if there is anything wrong with it. The jounin hadn’t thought the package he had received the other day would be useful so quickly. Picking up the black dress clothes he packed them neatly into a pack, before looking over his perfectly shined black shoes. Putting those into the bag the ninja put in one last thing, but not before gently placing it upon his lips a bible that would see use in a wedding very soon.

It was part of a mission to find a person willing to marry a civilian and a fellow shinobi. Seeing as no one wanted to host them who better to marry them than one of the people protecting them. Not to mention it was a request from one of his former students, so how could Kyousuke say no. The place of the wedding wasn’t in Hoshi though as the church itself did not want to host the wedding. Not because they viewed the marriage as wrong or immoral, but because others did and it wasn’t the kind of attention the church wanted which was understandable. With a little pull on his church’s side they were able to find a spot around the borders that would be suitable for the two to marry. There was one big problem though, the family of the shinobi and civilian didn’t want either to be married.

Kyousuke’s former student had warned him that their families would do whatever it took to end the wedding. The Capulets would try to kill the Montegues and the Montagues would try to kill the Capulets, it was just like Romeo and Juliet. Except the first and last names were different. Hopefully, the whole thing (Spoilers for Romeo and Juliet ahead.) wouldn’t end with the lover’s poisoning each other because one couldn’t live without the other. Well Kyousuke knew what being star-crossed was like, so he completely understood. With all of the packing done Kyousuke threw on his flak jacket and zipped it, before moving out of the house. There were two pickup locations one was for the groom and another for the bride. One jounin was to pick up the groom and another the bride, to make it harder for people to see the wedding was happening soon. This jounin in particular was heading for the bride, the groom trusted Snow to take care of his wife and that’s why he was getting her instead of him. Your just naturally more comfortable with who or what you know I guess. Shiroi was probably stronger than Kyousuke, he would never say that out loud but she always expressed how she felt and never really cared what others thought. Hell even when Kyousuke would call her shorty or tiny tikes buddy jounin, she would brush it off like nothing. If someone mentioned one of Snow’s flaws he would bring up old memories and he would briefly battle an uncontrollable rage, brought on by anxiety that rose his intake of natural energy. Okay he never said tiny tikes buddy jounin, but he thought it once or twice and snickered.

WC: 533/4000

“They've got a 2 hour head start, and you've got cold feet. Are you. Fucking. Kidding me.”

Steven was hunched over the table. His hands covered the ears, long hair covered his eyes. Yet the fret displayed in those blue-green eyes was palpable. Shiroi was no god at reading people, but you didn't need to be one to sense Steven's nervousness.

“We've got to leave soon. I'm not opposed to carrying you, I hope you realize.”

Steven whimpered. He was beginning to visibly shake.

“Not only do I have to deal with Captain Muscle Brains, but now a whimpering baby too. Great.”

He lifted his head to look at the girl. There weren't tears, but there may be soon.

“Oh for fucks sake. Are you worried she doesn't love you? She chose you over her entire family, possibly over everyone in this village! If that's not love, then love is a fiction.”

He seemed further from tears now, but still refused to talk, let alone get up.

“Family? Are you worried about your family? I know they don't totally approve of this marriage, but they aren't the ones with generations of stigma against the other side. Your family will come around with time, as I'm sure many members of hers will. Anyways, don't you have to be accepting of your family and loved ones for whoever they are? Anyone who doesn't isn't really family.”

With a sniffle, Steven stood up. “Ok. I'll go,” he said in a muffled voice, obviously congested from nearly crying.

“You are so going to pay for making me give you emotional support.”

---

The meeting point was “somewhere along the path to that one town we dropped the old religious dude off at.” Yeah, real specific. But it was a good location. They were heading to that town, and the delay between departure meant they were less likely to be followed. Then you remember that two ninja can easily catch up with a civilian, it's even better.

That is, of course, assuming that Kyousuke didn't pick up the girl and start running. That would be… annoying… to have to catch up to.

Steven looked apprehensive, even as the two of them were sprinting down the roads. He would suck on his lower lip or twiddle his thumbs for no apparent reason. “Thank you, fo-”

“Don't mention it.”

“But I really must tha-”

“You don't understand. Don't. Mention. It.”

“Ever.”

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The pickup of the bride went smoothly aside from some things being tossed about for the ninja to carefully pack into a suitcase that Kyousuke would have to carry.

“Woah!” Kyousuke said dropping the wedding day undies into the bag as if it were going to explode, before catching the next incoming object. Is she packing her entire house? The ninja wondered as he thoughtlessly caught and bagged another item.

”Where is my veil?” The bride to be asked loudly as she strolled around looking for the thing. The other ninja handed her the item in question which was then thrown to Kyousuke, as she began to grab more things.

“Has she been manic all day?” The jounin asked to the two chuunin that were currently watching over her. They nodded as if saying the words out load would bring down the wrath of the bridezilla.
Samantha stopped after a few looks around. ”I think that is everything.” She said with a sigh of relief that they could finally leave.

Looking at the clock Kyousuke frowned. “Great we were supposed to leave half an hour ago, Shiroi and Steve probably think something bad happened. I’ll take the suitcase, we have to walk to avoid suspicions.” Waving a farewell to the chuunin Kyousuke opened the door and peered outside. “Alright let’s move.”


Samantha did as asked moving along besides the giant. She seemed nervous to be outside, knowing that her family and her fiancés would try to stop this marriage at any cost. Looking at her Kyousuke tried to say something to try and make her feel better. “I won’t let anyone get to you. This day is special for you and besides I would never let my comrades or those they love to get hurt.” It seemed to sway her a little as she moved with a little more confidence.

”So, you used to be Steve’s teacher?” He has told me a lot about you, he said you could turn your arm into any weapon.” Even though it wasn’t something Kyousuke enjoyed talking about if it would make her feel better he would acknowledge the statement. “Indeed, I can manipulate my body to produce many types of weapons. The power is not limited to my arms though.”


It was easy to relax while in the village an attack from either family inside of Hoshi would have been suicidal. There were too many trained ninja for a small force to succeed on an assassination. If there was an attack it would be outside the village and away from any guard towers to prevent reinforcements. Another problem was that both families were wealthy, so an attack from the unskilled was unlikely. There would likely be more than a few powerful missing nin along the way. Probably a reason two jounin who had dealt with missing ninja were selected for the task.


Once outside the village Samantha and Kyousuke waited at the rendezvous point for Shiroi and Steven. They were to leave shortly after Kyousuke and Samantha had, but the absence of footprints indicated the Bride and Jugo pair were the first to arrive. As they waited Kyousuke kept his ears and eyes sharp waiting to feel the chakra presence of those he was waiting for.

WC: 543
TWC: 1073/4000

"Slow down. Walk the streets."

"But, wh-"

"Trust me on this."

Both of the ninja descended from the rooftops into the crowded streets below. A busy day, on a busy street, left almost no room to walk. Shiroi had used her transformation technique to grow a simple tan dress, in the process hiding her headband. Steven, on the other hand, was dressed in khakis and a black polo shirt. They had been running along roofs just a moment ago. Generally, Shiroi moved fast enough that only the keenest of eyes could see her in detail. Steven, however, was not as fast. So, to accomodate him, Shiroi had to slow down. So much so, in fact, that she had managed to hear a cat call from someone looking almost directly up at her. Generally, Shiroi would not care about that. However, given Stevens recent apparent emotional unstability, Shiroi considered it best for them to walk for a period.

While walking through the crowds would delay their departure, given that Kyousuke and Samantha should still be walking along the path, and that their position, not some fixed location that was agreed upon beforehand, was the meeting location, essentially no time would be lost, unless Kyousuke thought for some reason to stop and wait for the two that were to catch up with him.

"Don't lose sight of me."

Steven nodded in acknowledgement, and the duo began trudging through the streets. As always on these busy days, the chants could be heard. Out with ninja and magic is tragic could be heard throughout the streets. These people were a common nuisance, and most people, even those who agreed with their message, disliked, or even outright hated, the protestors. Mostly because they sometimes stopped being protestors, and became rioters. Several shops had been attacked when the "protestors" saw them serving a ninja. Of course, there were plenty of protestor groups who never stooped to rioting, but the few that did set a bad precedence for the lot of them.

That would be a good way to calm the masses Shiroi had once thought. Scaring people with hired "extremists" to weaken or even destroy an otherwise legitimate complaint. Perhaps that had happened. If it did, it was something that only the highest up would know about. It was something that Shiroi wanted to know about. Information. Knowledge. Power.

But that was a train of thought for a different time.

"Don't let them get to you. Things change with time."

"I know that. It's just... is this the right thing to do?"

"I don't know, is it? It's what you want to do, isn't it? It's what our leaders want you to do, isn't it? There are people out there, normal, average people, with no connection to ninja, that want you to do it, aren't there? And yes, those were all rehtorical, and the answer to all of them is 'yes'."

Steven continued to look around himself, observing the protestors, their signs, their faces. "I guess. It's just hard, you know? When everyone is so outspoken aga-"

"Not. Everyone. I don't know how many people in this village agree with these guys, but it isn't everyone. There's at least one person: Samantha. Tons of ninja think the way she does, too. You shuold know that, being a ninja after all."

"I guess. I just-"

"You said the exact same thing last time you open your mouth. How about you prove that you're a ninja, and get over it. The world will move on with or without you, with or without them. How about we just go with it?"

Steven nodded then continued following Shiroi.

---

It was about twenty minutes after that that the duo was outside the village. Shiroi once again used her transformation technique, this time growing a more comfortable set of clothing, namely a hoodie, shorts, and her scarf placard. Steven, on the other hand, had to pull out running shorts as a white shirt from his small luggage, and hid behind a tree to change. Shiroi thought it funny that he told her, repeatedly, to "not look" and other such things, but she did not show her emotions, instead just sitting against a tree looking away from him. The duo then ran along the path, until they would catch up with Kyousuke and Samantha.

[724 -> 1128/4000]

There was still some time before Shiroi and Steven would arrive. With the break over it was time to continue moving, two ninjas should easily be able to catch up with a ninja and civilian especially with both being on foot. Step after step the two came found their way out onto a road, looking up there was a guard tower nearby with Hoshi nin securing the area. One would think the area was safe, but it wasn’t.

A slight shift in the air and the ninja knew there was an incoming attack. Grabbing Samantha, the jounin pushed her up against a tree letting his body take the attacks. One kunai pierced the skin of the jounin barely while the other lodged itself into a nearby tree. “They are pretty inexperienced.” Kyousuke said looking around for his attackers.

The blade of the kunai barely stayed in his arm a slight shift and it dislodged itself. After seconds of searching the Jugo could see the forms of two people, both very young from what he could see. Picking up his charge he moved closer to the guard tower activating his Hoshi headband to alert the guards of the threat. Within moments two ninja arrived, Kyousuke was catching and blocking the daggers to avoid Samantha getting hit.

Recognizing Kyousuke the two guards went after the attackers and within seconds the sounds of clashing blades stopped and the Hoshi guards and two young missing nin sat looking at the Jugo. ”What are your orders sir?” Looking down at the boys it was obvious they were pretty young, they must have been paid well to attack in the outskirts of the village. “See what they know and then ask if they want to join the academy, if not let them go. After a week or two in a cell to think about what they’ve done of course.” With that the ninja turned and left with his charge leaving the other ninja to handle the rest.

If Kyousuke weren’t alone he would have left Samantha and took on the opponent directly, but he had help nearby and leaving her defenseless was not an option. There wasn’t any real injury anyway, nothing a quick medical jutsu couldn’t fix. Maybe when he got back to the village he would have a talk with the two and convince them to abandon the life of crime to join the good guys.

As they walked Samantha looked up to Kyousuke. ”I’m surprised you didn’t turn your hand into a weapon.” Continuing to move the ninja responded. “Using a cannon on them would have been a bit excessive and besides after the first blade hit I knew we weren’t dealing with anyone tough. Most of the blades missed after all.” It was hard to deny the logic when, so many of the attacks were easily stopped or hadn’t even come close to the mark.

"Also thank you." She said continuing the conversation. It was odd when people used those words. It seemed rude, but Kyousuke didn't respond to the words feeling acknowledging them would make things uncomfortable.

As they got a little further ahead Kyousuke began to feel the chakra of Shiroi and Steven. It hadn’t taken long to catch up just as he had thought. Instead of continuing ahead the jounin would lead them back towards the chakra signature, it would be easier to move ahead as a group and with three ninja opposed to one it was also safer. Once, together Kyousuke would attempt to tell the two of the previous incident. But, not before Samantha could tell her own version of the events. ”Sam we almost died, there were these kids. They threw some daggers, I was so scared.” With those words came some tears as she moved in quickly for a hug.

Looking at Shiroi, Kyousuke said a few words. “Her version is cooler, so I’m going with that.”

WC: 651
TWC: 1724

It wasn’t long after they had all reunited that Kyousuke gave everyone the order to move again. They had a long way to go and if they didn’t keep to a schedule they would arrive late. Steve and Samantha weren’t going to be late to their own wedding if Snow had anything to do about it. Looking at the speed that everyone was moving it was obvious the civilian among them was the slowest, then Steve, with the two jounin in first place. “Shiroi, what are you going to wear to the ceremony?” It was obvious she would change at some point. He didn’t believe she would continue wearing the same thing from before.

He heard Steve say something about how she had worn a dress before they had arrived. “A dress?” It was something Kyousuke had never seen the girl wear, the jounin had just assumed she didn’t own any. He wasn’t going to comment further and make her feel awkward though.

“So, with your families being against this how many people were you able to invite?” Samantha took the initiative on that question. ”Well we each sent out one hundred invitations, but not many people returned them. Most said they couldn’t or wouldn’t go. Thirty two RSVP’d, so including you about thirty four.” It was a rather small number compared to the amount invited. Kyousuke expected people who were not invited would come to see the union though.

It took a few hours, but eventually they crossed the last guard tower and were now standing at the Hoshi borders. From here on it would just be the two jounin against anyone that wanted to attack. At least it would be a little easier to distinguish friend from foe though. When they were crossing towers Kyousuke would peer up at each chakra signature he felt. There didn’t seem to be anyone around though as they made their way to the wedding hall, he knew in his gut though eventually they would run into a problem.

Samantha became tired as they continued their walk, it was up to Steven to carry her. Not because the two jounin were lazy, but because they were there for defense. They couldn’t be carrying someone and mount an effective offense. There wasn’t much longer until they arrived they would be there around nightfall and have the ceremony the next day as planned. Lunch was prepared and packed before they all left, as the neared a grouping of trees the Jounin looked around something felt off. Then a fireball came from in front of them Kyousuke activated his bloodline causing his skin to gray as he formed an axe to combat the flame. He sliced through it with ease as multiple people stepped out of the treeline.

Kyousuke backed up to defend Samantha and Steve. There were ten people in total some of which had stronger chakra presences than the others. As the rogues and ninja stared each other down he began to release a combat aura, one that looked like a caged dog, gnashing and gnawing looking for a way out of its prison. Some of the people seemed to back away, but their leaders seemed to pull them back to the task.

”Leave the ninja to us and kill the girl.” The man wearing a mask said as blades were drawn to fight the two jounin and chuunin. 

NPC Stats:

WC: 565
TWC: 2289

In case anyone questions it, it's canon:

Shiroi was asked what she would wear. Her short and simple response was "Something fitting." She could have been pedantic and pointed out the fact that she was not going to, nor was right now, wearing anything, so much as she had grown clothing-like covers. Of course, she never really ever explained that to people, likely leading them to think she just used the basic transformation technique to occassionally change her look throughout the day. Of course, Steven had been a bit away from her when she had transformed, so he thought she had just changed.

"Yes, I do sometimes dress up. I just like being comfortable. Besides, it's a lot easier to look apethetic when you're not dolled up."

Then the conversation took a harmless turn. At least, it should have been harmless.

"You invited. One hundred people. Each? Are you clinically insane? Was every single one of those 100 people someone you can trust absolutely? None of them were Uncle Murray you met twice? None of them was your parents that are so fervently against this marriage that they tried to POISON THEIR DAUGHTER?"

The color drained from Steven's face, and Shiroi knew she had hit the nail on the head. "You idi-"

Shiroi was abruptly cut off by Samantha loudly faking a cough. "Excuse me for inviting my friends and family. It is my wedding after all. I've dreamed of this day since I was a girl! I'm not going to let something little like a family fued prevent me from realizing my dream."

Shiroi did not bother hiding her anger, it would make a better impression than apathy. "I assume the location of the marriage was on those invitations."

"Yes."

"And the time and date."

"Yes."

"So everyone of those two hundred people, and everyone they told, knows the exact time and location of the secret wedding that was planned and funded by the village."

"..yes."

"Now she gets it! Kyousuke, there's going to be a change of plans. We'll continue to the border as expected, but the first town we get to, we wire the old man, tell him to evacuate and relocate. This couple isn't the only one in danger anymore, he is two. I can promise you that anyone who wants to stop this marriage probably wants to take his head too. We'll figure out where the wedding is going to take place once we message him."

Before they reached the border, they came across a small village. Upon wiring the religious leader, and confirming his identity, they determined where the five would meet. The man would hide in a hay cart for the transport to the small shrine while the four people would walk on foot to the border, than make an abrupt turn shortly after. The ceremony would have to be delayed at least a day, possibly two, to allow for all parties to get there and get their required rest. This information was sent back to Hoshi as well.

"Now that that's handled, let's get on our way. We could have made it by nightfall if everything had gone to plan, but we'll probably have to walk straight through till morning now. It's going to be tough, but stopping isn't an option."

So they went on their way. Shortly after crossing the border, but before changing course, Steven started to carry Samantha. They had taken the prepared meals out and ate along the way, coming up to a small clearing shortly after. It had been a peaceful trip for most of it. Now, however...

A smile grew on Shiroi's face. Wide and open mouthed, the smile still hid her teeth. Her eyes opened wide, seeming almost too large for her face. Even as she performed seals, the inside of her mouth appeared to become monotone, a solid dark pink throughout. Her eyes gained a red tint. The hood on her hoodie vanished and the shorts grew in length, still sticking closely to her skin, yet being loose enough to leave even her advanced flexibility completely unhindered. What little sleeves there were on her hoodie disappeared and the now shirt closed around her body tightly. She was not wearing the flak jacket, she didn't like it much. That was... unlikely to matter, however. This aura grew until it loomed over the parties.

A large person seemed to grow out from her. Had he been averagly sized, he would have been a tall but skinny man. Red suit with a black collar. White button up shirt. Black bow tie. Well kempt grey hair peeking out from under a tall, black tophat with a red trim. His face hidden behind a plain white mask, except for the small eye slits and the painted on black smile. His hands reached out over the girl, towards the group of missing ninja, thin cables dangling from his phantasmal hands, as if he were a puppet master and they the puppets. Even still, none seemed to back down. Shiroi was pleased with their idiotic show of courage.

She began hyperventillating, or at least, it would seem like that. Then suddenly, her hands stopped, and the hyperventilating stopped. She took one deep breath. Her eyes lost all color,  Then another breath, without releasing the first. Her skin grew darker as power seemed to emanate from her pores. She let out a short smile, before kicking off the ground. She did not jump, but simply run. Another Ram seal followed, and Shiroi turned towards one of the weaker individuals, or so she assumed. Even at half her speed, she was well outpacing the boy, who was likely only fourteen or so. His fear became obvious, overshadowing everything else about him, until he noticed something. The change was only for an instant, but Shiroi caught it. Something made him less afraid. Someone that looked like a demon was barrelling at him faster than he could dodge, and this 14 year old boy had overcome his fear.

Shiroi's head turned one hundred eighty degrees on her neck, and she saw the reason. Someone, one of the stronger looking men, was moving in to punch her. He looked shocked when her head did the turn, but continued forward, since Shiroi was obviously unable to dodge at this point. It was too late, he was too close. She had no chance of turning in time to block it, nor dodging outside of his range.

So Shiroi didn't do that. Her arm twisted backwards. The man was unable to comprehend it at first, but Shiroi's arm was suddenly sticking out of her back. It hadn't disappeared and showed up there, it had simply moved. But it wasn't... natural. The joint can't go that far. The arm can't stick out backwards perpendicular to the body. Nor could the elbow bend backwards. Yet, that was the case. Shiroi's palm was facing away from her back. And it had grabbed onto the man's fist. She had caught the punch. He was shocked into inaction, only continuing running from his training. It was too late to react when he noticed the other hand spinning around, the elbow disjointed, the fingers curling backwards as the hand reached for his face. It was as if an iron claw had latched onto his face, squeezing with all its might. An ear splitting head ache rushed over him, and he felt a desire to hurl. The hellish smile never left Shiroi's face as she jumped over the man, her arms and head twisting back to more natural positions. She landed soon after, throwing the man onto the ground. He would live. He may even get up and fight again before this was over. But for the moment, he was down, and Shiroi got right back to running.. Straight for the boy who dared overcome his fear. He must be taught a lesson.

The Smile:

The display of power specter:

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Jutsu used: Koudo Henge no Jutsu, Seven Heavens Breathing Method (level 2), Display of Power, and Toy Soldier Transformation. I did not use the Iron Claw technique, I simply made the same actions. Most of the times where I said "They were too scared to react" or something similar, that's actually just flavor text for "the attack is fast, and the RT reductions placed on them makes it nearly if not totally impossible for them to act, so I went ahead with it." Total of 60 AP spent this post. 10 AP was spent in an earlier post on Koudo Henge. That puts me at 237 AP remaining.
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Edit: changed pictures, that's all.

“To be fair, if I had a wedding I would like to have a lot of people there.” Kyousuke said shrugging his shoulders as they moved along. Shiroi didn’t seem to take the news in stride though. In face she seemed pretty angry. She then brought up the fact that the old man would need moved and get protected. That was indeed true, along with the date and time of the wedding needing to change.

“Shiroi don’t be too mad love makes you do some pretty stupid things.” He said once he knew Samantha was out of earshot. After that took a detour to the nearest town to call Hoshi and inform them of the change of plans and arranged a new place for the old man to stay. It didn’t upset Kyousuke in the bit that they would be walking until nightfall when it came to staying moving the jounin was all for it. After walking from the town they were back on route and found themselves in the predicament with the missing ninja.

There seemed to be something going on with Shiroi as her breathing heavied. “Shiroi?” Kyousuke asked in his transformed state, but too late the girl was moving and was ready to destroy them all. “Steve stay inside my wings and don’t come out.” Your wings? He questioned as two large shapes formed on the ninja’s back before covering the two as Kyousuke stood in front of them as two ninja approached.

”We just want to get paid, there is no extra payout for killing you. Please move.” The rogue asked as If Kyousuke would comply instead he stood silently making more protrusions appear on his body. “No.”

Those words were the start of the fight for Kyousuke. The man he was battling shot another fireball towards the group, Kyousuke used evening elephant to counter them sending one into his allies, who was instantly burned. The sight was disturbing as the man screamed in agony and began to wear on the ninja’s mind.

Blocking an attack by a sword with his bladed hand Kyousuke was able to break his weapon. More attacks came as Shiroi fought, but with defending it left Kyousuke little room to attack. If they were going to move it would have to be soon, the jounin began to feel the pressure of the nature energy build and as it began to overflow he stabbed one of his opponents through the shoulder. He was alive, but in serious pain. The jounin didn't remember willing a spike to form in that area meaning he was losing control.
 
Kyousuke wasn’t completely gone though he felt horrible for his actions and he knew that soon he would be rampaging and risk hurting everyone around. He seemed okay for the moment though.

WC: 465
TWC: 2754

Frozen in fear.

Your friend is on the ground, immobilized to the pain. The demon that did it is running towards you at a speed you can barely comprehend, let alone escape from.

The boy fell to his knees as the smiling demon charged him.

---

Shiroi grabbed the boy's arm, never stopping. She was going very nearly her full speed now, and had no intentions of letting up on her breathing. She heard the scream in pain as his shoulder was brutally ripped out of it's socket, and she dragged the weight of the boy behind her. The demonic smile never changed. She even turned her head one hundred eighty degrees to look the boy in the face.

While turning her head, she noticed a water shark heading towards her. Determining the source was easy, and throwing the boy into the sharks path was easy. There was a scream as the shark bit down, and a curse originated from the caster. Shiroi righted her head, and turned towards her newer target.

Another shark formed from the woman's mouth. Shiroi ran directly for it, darting to the side with a quick, small jump. A scream caught her attention as a man burned alive. That, however, did not distract her. The woman was shooting something else. It looked similar to a circular saw, to an extent. A blade of water coming out of the ground. But Shiroi was already too close. She leaped, with enough force to push her legs up and over her head, even after carrying her entire body up off the ground. Of course, this was not ungruided. One arm had latched onto the hands of the woman caster. Shiroi's other arm then grabbed onto the shoulder of the woman, followed by the first doing the same.

Shiroi's feet landed directly behind those of the woman, arms wrapped around the shoulders of the missing ninja. Shiroi kept her momentum going, bending her body backwards. She was considerably more flexible than the woman, and way stronger. The team one leader was easily bend backwards, emitting several cracking noises and screams, while Shiroi rolled onto her hands, lifting her legs up, carrying the now still lowerbody of the woman with them.

Once vertical again, Shiroi would release her grip, and use her knees to push the woman down faster. She would hit the ground with a thud, unable to move her lower body, and unconcious from the impart, while Shiroi would land back on her feet and return right back to running.

---

There was a duo of ninja sneaking up behind Kyousuke. He was likely too distracted by the masked man, who was obviously the leader, to notice them. So, Shiroi ran directly for them. Steven seemed otherwise preoccupied keeping Samantha from fainting. The two weilded swords. They were moderately fast, by Shiroi's standards, but not fast enough. So, she ran right in front of them. The first noticed a blur, then a sharp pain in their throat. Suddenly, their sword was sticking into their Jugular. I had been aiming for the windpipe. Damn. Shiroi thought, seeing the handiwork of simple pushing up on the bottom of the hand holding the simple blade. That still left the other, however, who had seen more than a blur, and had managed to twist their head enough to mostly avoid the blade. Even then, about half of their left ear was now hanging loosely from their head. They turned in time to see Shiroi coming back around, a splurt of blood hitting her face as the unfortunate soul fell to the ground, soon to die of blood loss.

The sword was dropped by the lackey, as he accepted his fate. He had dodged the first attack partially from luck, but he knew. He was outclassed. The sword had dropped a mere inch when the punch hit him, sending him flying, his clothing garments flinging off his body due to the centrifugal force.

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-30 AP for keeping heavenly breaths active. -10 for Aerial Strip. 197 AP remaining.
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[660 -> 3106/4000]

Shiroi’s work was in some twisted way finding a place to settle inside the mind of Kyousuke like a certain part of him enjoyed the screams. He of course knew which part and he fought to keep the feeling at bay as he began to prey. “Please god, don’t let me overflow.” ”Too late, I promise I won’t hurt your friends. Well not too badly… Hah-hah-haa!”

“Shiroi get them out of here!” Kyousuke yelled holding his head as his wings lifted from the couple, one of the wings gripped the body of the men Shiroi had killed. Once it was airborne a needle like spike entered the man’s body. Everyone nearby watched as he was drunk from the inside out. The man’s form growing smaller as Kyousuke’s grew bigger.

The action seemed to make his allies cringe, as the ninja went from six to seven feet tall. Continuing to grow as he held onto the body. Horns began to grow on his head as he entered his berserk sage form. He peered up to see all of the horrified stares looking at him. ”Who to start with?  Ohh, the leader should be last I want him to watch this. As soon as I’m done drinking your friend I shall begin.”

It was like watching a movie from inside his own body. He could see everything happening, but he had very little control. At most he could prevent the monster from attacking his friends. He could adjust the volume, but the power button ceased to function. The jounin hoped that Shiroi wouldn’t watch and would leave as asked.

”All finished!” The monster said now standing nine feet tall and towering above everyone else. A cannon grew onto his back and he accelerated after using it, a loud boom in its wake. Once, he stopped moving he held a head in his grasp he showed it to the leader before crushing it. He moved in a similar manner towards a group of three weaker ninja. He cut them all across the abdomen before picking them up with his wings and throwing them into a pile.

 ”Are you all having fun? I’m having so much fun.” It was here that Kyousuke got a little bit of his control back. “I won’t let you hurt anyone anymore!” As the monster moved one of the arms thrusted a spike into the ninja’s leg and stopped him from moving. Kyousuke yelled out in pain, but he seemed to regain control.

He maintained the form he was in, but instead of the untamed violence he began to control himself. Using the speed his cannons granted to knock the men out. Once, only the leader was left he charged forward hitting the man over the head, before he could even react. “I am sorry for everything, that happened to your men.”

With that he ended the transformation with the rush of adrenaline gone he buckled under the pain in his leg. “Ugh!” He yelled making hand seals to numb it for the time being. It would have to get looked at some other time. Samantha and Steve could still be in danger. He moved in whatever direction that Shiroi and the others had gone assuming they had left.

WC: 540
TWC: 3294