Look At All These CHICKENS

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Today would be a test of Rayul's current skill. After being briefed on a rather weird yet semi-dangerous assignment the Uchiha quickly learned that him and his brother Ghost would be tackling a semi-major threat to the resources of Kumogakure. Back at a slaughterhouse he himself visited earlier in the year rumors quickly spread of a guy weirdly obsessed with chickens. Apparently this dude was scribbling weird text on the walls confessing his love for the bird in blood, and all in all was a maniac. He had killed thousands of chickens in a short amount of time, and if not stopped soon, would prove to put a good sized dent in the food supply be provided to the village. He was tasked with going back there and waiting the guy out, but Rayul was ready to take this guy head on. Two of them should prove to be more than enough to counter this madman eating raw chickens, but never-the-less Rayul vowed to never underestimate an opponent. He would treat this battle as if it was war, valuing his life above anything that might happen.

As Rayul reached the slaughterhouse the sun began to set. He needed to wait for Ghost to get here, since two of them is better than one. They currently had no game plan, since they knew not who or what they were up against. All they knew was it was some lunatic romantically attracted to chickens. On the furthest side of the slaughterhouse, the opposite of where the chicken coupe was, Rayul waited near the main building of the slaughterhouse, ducked off behind a wall roughly 100 meters from the coupe. He stood watching the road leading from the village as he awaited his partner to arrive, soon growing impatient as he began to believe that maybe Ghost just needed more time to recover before embarking on such a task. If he had to do this alone, then so be it, since the sun would be completely gone soon. He was running out of time, and as he patiently waited in his hiding spot, he readied himself to tackle whatever situation he might face alone or not.

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It had done got fucking night time. Rayul was drifting in and out of asleep by the time the sun yawned. With his crimson red eyes, he would occasionally peep behind the wall of the building, looking towards the slaughterhouse hoping to see something closer in distance appear. Away from the road, there stretched a narrow path to his left as his back was against the wall of the main building, and as the road curved going right was the large chicken coupe, a walk-in just big enough for maybe 3 people but could fit 3 dozen chicken easily. The door to it was slightly cracked, and a few of the baby chicks were wandering outside, looking crazy as shit but adorable as ever. Whoever was killing these chickens were killing fathers to these chicks. Somebody needed to stop this bat-shit crazy person before he destroyed more happy flocks.

As he shuffled his body back into a non-visible position behind the wall, after another couple hours of waiting he had developed a few plans tailored to himself since it seemed like Ghost wasn't on his way. He'd probably use any Ryo he got on this mission and cop some grub for them since Hospital food is normally nasty as shit. Not tasty but does the trick. He wove the Ram → Snake → Tiger seals in perfect succession as a replica of himself appeared next to him. The mindset of this clone was already set as he understood 1 part of what Ray had planned. If this slaughter of kin was to walk into the coupe, Ray would send his clone from along the building's wall, standing in the open as the real him would slide quickly further from sight, just 25 meters further down the building's wall. This clone would come out in a rather heroic fashion, angered at how someone could be killing baby chicks as they've never seen a cow before. With his headband reflecting perfectly on the moon, the clone would step into the streetlight, basking in the glory provided by ounces of molecular particle rays excavated from the finest of stars. He would use the power of COURAGE to invest all his might into halting the assailant in their tracks, right before they'd be able to law siege to baby chick-a-dees. His voice would command a simple request for them to stop and think about their decisions, knowing that the crazed would not simply be persuaded by a stranger yelling at them. Ray himself would still be hidden, ready to evoke another plan if his first did not follow suit for such a strange and monstrous of a person.

[WC: 444]

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"Cold blood. Ice veins. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice." 

The crazed Yuki was roaming the streets once again. Another night for the ritual. The ritual to bring her back. Kori was her name, but she preferred the name that the townspeople had given her, the crazed Yuki. The ice in her veins had driven her crazy, falling into a downward spiral that brought her to absolute ruin. Her brain was darkness, so she performed the rituals. The rituals to warm her blood, to finally bring herself back to the land of the living and normalcy. 

There was a new batch of chicks in the coop and this was finally going to be the day that she would perform the final ritual. She needed the chick's blood and today was the day. Today was the day. She quietly walked through the village, bobbing and weaving around the buildings in the village, sensing every chakra that she walked by. When she finally got to the chicken coop, she began preparing the ritual. 

Kori stood only five and a half feet tall, weighing around one hundred and twenty pounds. But where she lacked in stature, she made up for in her insanity and her violent tendencies. She would stop nothing at completing the final ritual, she reminded herself of this as she finished the preparations. It was time for her to grab three chicks and slit their throats. She would need the blood of three chicks and two hens. She crept into the chicken coop and she began looking through all of the specimens that were within the chicken coop. She carefully inspected each one, seeing which would make for the best sacrifice. 

She grabbed three of the chicks and slowly began peeling their skin off, using their blood as a means of transcending this awful world, now it was time to grab the hens. "I'm almost done, So so close to it. So close so close so close." She would hiss as she got closer to the hens that she was going to flay open use their innards to cover herself in their precious blood.

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After hours of constant waiting and monitoring, Ray himself was returning from taking shit from further behind the building he stood. As his clone remained in the position held earlier, Ray returned to his original position relatively close to the clone, hoping that his duplicate noticed anything during his short absence. With both their crimson eyes on full alert, the clone proceeds to peek around the corner, looking over at the coupe as it notices the doors of the coupe were opened more than previously. As he looks closer, he notices a mass of chakra standing from within the coupe itself, centralized in one location to represent one mass. It wasn't the chickens. This had to be a person, or at least something different. This was a rather teal looking chakra, he noticed, as his eyes watched for a few seconds, shifting left to right as they tried to get a better visual of what was going on. He wasn't able to recall the element associated with the color right away since it's been a while since they were taught the basics in the academy, but he knew he'd sooner or later remember. The chickens suddenly began to caw, a rather horrific sounding one at that rather than the peaceful ones you hear when they are trying to wake your ass up. The loudest screeches seemed to be coming from chicks since their voices are more higher-pitched and rapid than their older counterparts. "Son of a bitch..." Rayul's clone utters quietly as possible, causing Ray to look up from his sitting position along the wall. Ray himself was polishing the hilt of a kunai it seemed, rubbing his hands alongside the blade as he examined its perfection. "Hmm?" he asked quietly feeling as if his clone noticed something.

"Somebody's in the coupe and we missed it. The chickens are going off." the clone whispered, his words causing Ray to take on a standing position as he held the kunai in his right hand, back against the wall. His plan seemed to fail already, seeing it as where he was hoping to catch the assailant before they made it into the coupe. Fuck it. The show must go on and somebody needs to save these baby chickadees. The clone looked at Ray before they both exchanged glares, soon nodding as he knew he must carry on his part of the plan. Ray shifts his body further along the wall to remain out of view, while his clone musters up the biggest balls he's ever had. Taking a step into the streetlight, he stands to look at the ground as the courage from 20,000 Konoha virgins seeing the beauty of the black Kumogakure Kunochi erupts within him. The artificial light glistens upon his melanin skin, sweat catalyzing to reflect the rays off of him as if he was covered in 'Light-resistant spray'. He held his head high, crimson eyes flickering with ambition as he looked forward towards the coupe. His body shifted sideways, planting one foot in front of the other as he took on a stance fit for a king. Eyes fixated on the door of the coupe, he raises his arm proudly, pointing with the stiffness of a finger trapped by an unwanted wedding ring, and prestige as he begins to usher the commands of a true high lord to whatever assailant would hopefully exit the coupe upon hearing his request. "STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM!" he would call out, believing that the culprit would hear his voice and choose to investigate. "NOBODY STEALS FROM KUMOGAKURE ON MY WATCH! YOU VIOLATED THE LAW! PAY THE VILLAGE A FINE OR PAY CHILD SUPPORT FOR THE ORPHANED CHICKS! ANY STOLEN CHICKADEES ARE NOW FORFEIT!" The clone's voice thundered the words with both might and order, surely invoking the will of a lawful man behind him. Someone who cares about the lives of others. His clone waited after giving the commands frozen in his position, waiting to see if someone would walk out of the coupe.

The real Rayul waited in shock as he couldn't believe the shit coming out of his clone's mouth. Who gave this guy balls of steel to think like that? Nevertheless, He stood plotting more plans in his head, his Kunai gripped in his right hand tightly as he awaited the aftermath of his clone's request. If all else fails, he will get in close to the coupe rather easily, setting it all sky fucking high with fire and the chickens and whoever is inside it is turned into ash. At the end of the day, I'm sure the owner of the slaughterhouse would choose to lose a few more dozen chickens now than having to lose a few more dozen chicken for the rest of his life.  
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"Calm you beautiful, caaaalm." Kori was doing her best to catch the chickens and they were beginning to screech at the sight of the crazed Yuki wearing the blood of their babies. After a few failed attempts, Kori began to grow impatient and angry. "Nothing is going to stop me from fulfilling this ritual!" Kori performed the hand seals for her Freezing Aura. An invisible orb of pure ice chakra would expand from her location, freezing the chickens in their place, but she soon found out that she froze two others, just outside of the coop that she was in. 

If freezing Aura connected with the two figures just outside the chicken coop, (Range: 20 meters; Power:60; Speed: 60) The following would happen: With her chakra sensory, she was able to sense two figures of chakra coming her way. One was about 10 meters away from her, which she assumed was trying to stay stealthy. There was also another figure, just outside the coop who was beginning to try and yell out to Kori, most likely trying to stop her from doing what she was doing. But both bodies would freeze immediately when the aura of ice would surround them. Kori would laugh, more like cackle when she sensed their chakra begin to stay still, unable to move due to the Freezing Aura. She simply walked out of the coop and looked at the two frozen statues. Continuing to cackle as she walked up to the one closest to the coop, grabbed a kunai from her weapon pouch, and went to slowly slice open the boys stomach. 

The boy's body was only an image, however, the knife simply stuck into the stomach and it faded away into nothing. This is when Kori began to worry. Was she being followed? How many more of these "boys" were there? Kori simply threw her kunai knife directly for the next boy's stomach. Hoping that it would indeed be a real body. If the body was indeed frozen, then the knife would plunge directly into his stomach, and Kori would watch as the blood began to seep out of the knife wound. She would walk up to the boy and would use the boy's blood to complete her ritual. She would use her weapons of ice technique to create a bottle to store the blood in while also keeping it cool. She would return to the chicken coop and gather the frozen chickens, plucking their feathers out while they still lived, then would slit their throats and allow their blood to drain. 

Her ritual was now complete. The boy's blood would come in handy. By now the blood loss would be enough to cause him to pass out, and likely die from the wounds that he had suffered from. She would bring the blood to her hole within the village, and sleep to allow her ritual to take affect.

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As he stood there with his position held, the clone tilted his head sideways in confusion as no answer was given to him. "Nani?" he would say to himself, puzzled on whether his rather loud request was either heard or denied. He's certain he spoke loud enough, giving the distance between them and the coupe yelling his words should've sufficed even if they could only be half-interpreted as mumbles. Nothing appeared to happen as he stood there, when suddenly from the center of the barn his eyes noticed chakra beginning to seep out. Soon, this chakra took the form of an icy aura, radiating so cold that the coupe itself seemed to ice over as the aura spread, only going a few meters from what seemed to be inside the coupe. "Ice Release, huh?" the clone thought, his hypothesis on the color of chakra he noticed earlier proving to be correct in his theory. This also revealed another thing to him: Somebody was indeed inside there and they indeed heard his request, since it appeared that they were reacting with what seemed to either be a defense or offense jutsu. Why they'd use this one he understood not, since it seemed that it would never reach the what seemed to be at least 100 meters away from the coupe that the clone stood, right beside the building that the real Ray was huddled behind. Maybe they were spooked and the clone talked loud enough to make it seem as if he was closer than he was, but the fact at matter was that the distance between the building and coupe was almost the entire length of a football field. Lowering his position to a more calm one, the clone felt as if he could do nothing but watch as the jutsu seemed to begin reaching it's a max range, as the speed it initially spread at began to slow down.


The clone looks over at Rayul. "Plan B, boss.", he says as he disperses not even a second after saying so. Quickly looking back at the Kunai he was toying within his hand, he checks it once last time to make sure the positioning of the explosive tag wrapped around its hilt was correct. it was tightly and neatly wrapped around the small knife, not normally hanging off the edge as most shinobi use theirs. This was there would be less wind resistance as it soared through the skies, a simple yet effective trick he learned a while back while practicing on the training grounds. Standing up, Rayul keeps the Kunai in his hand, then suddenly his body seems to disappear, leaving behind a slightly distorted image before fully being taken away into the unknown. Rayul suddenly appears 40 meters behind the coupe, hopefully within in distance enough to avoid whatever technique the person inside the coupe was using and to make sure his next plan would fall through. With his 3rd Tomoe Sharingan activated, he'd throw the kunai with the laced tag at maximum speed and strength, aiming for only the wall that was a clear target in front of him. If it hits, then he'd waste no time setting off the explosion via the minuscule amount of chakra implanted in it, sending the chickens right to bird fucking heaven and whoever is inside right along with them. The Kunai would make little-to-no noise as it hits the wall, only a slight thud if any at all depending on the density of the wood.

If all goes to plan, The coupe and whoever is in it will be blown to smithereens, shortly being set ablaze as the birds and whatever flammable material inside would surely catch fire. Rayul himself would stand to observe the barn, waiting to see if anything walks out alive. He notices a small chicken that escaped a few meters from the coupe and smiles to himself as he envisions the life of being a waddling chicken.
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[WC: 661]

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Were her sensory abilities beginning to fail her? Was she becoming far to paranoid firing off such a technique for little reason? Her shaking was becoming noticeable to even her crazed eyes. She looked at the door and saw that there was no one there, but she did hear someone's footsteps and it was quickly followed by her hearing an object pierce the dirt outside of the chicken coop that she was in. Was this a failed attempt at an attack? Was she actually struck and didn't notice it? She checked her body instantly and saw there was no object stuck within her body. 

Her paranoia lead her to performing the Hidden Mist Technique. Using the trough within the chicken coop to create the mist, it would begin escaping from the gaps in the chicken coop and out the front door. The mist would fill the area around them with the mist, making it nearly impossible to see one another. With the hope that her opponent did not also have the skill to sense chakra, she would exit the chicken coop while using her weapons of Ice technique and create a 24" long spike that was sharp at both ends. Exiting the coop, she would use body flicker directly to the edge of the mist. 

She would body flicker in the direction that the kunai was thrown, being only seconds after it was thrown, she would hope that the opponent was still there, but even if he wasn't, she only needed to get within 20 meters. Should she get within 20 meters away from the attacker, then he would be frozen solid. Allowing her to walk up to him and impale him with her ice spike.

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"The fuck? Did somebody sell me a boujie ass tag?! Why my shit ain't pop off?!" As he stood in his readied position 40 meters behind the coop, his mind quickly raced as he tried to understand why his explosive tag had not gone off. The Kunai was rather dull it seemed, and hit the ground along the wall of the coop, impaling the dirt as the kunai rested with the seemingly useless tag alongside it. Looking at the coop with his Sharingan, he could still notice that the mass of chakra was still there, when suddenly he began to notice small amounts of smoke beginning to leak out from the coop just seconds after the Kunai failed. "They must've heard it." Rayul thought, as it seemed like another counter to his plan was coming into effect. The smoke seemed to get thicker as more pours from the coop, eventually becoming dense enough for Rayul to realize that it was fog instead of smoke. Knowing that the person inside the coop bore an ice chakra nature based on the color of chakra he seemed, he knew that they'd most likely have water-styled jutsu as well. Not only that, but he was soon quick to realize that this was the works of the Hidden Mist Technique, one that he read about in his Jutsu Encylopedia and the same jutsu he saw with his own eyes back when Ghost used it during his spar. "I won't be able to see through this babbling bullshit." he thought as the mist got denser and grew in range, understanding the works of the technique from prior knowledge in both reading and experience. Whoever was in it most likely could not see through it as well, unless they were of Hyuga descent. This caused the Uchiha to suspect that the monster inside the coupe had some sort of sensory for chakra, giving the fact that they have countered both his plans as if they were planning to retaliate against an attack, even though neither one of them have laid eyes on one another.

His time was running out. He knew he was in range of the fog as it grew closer and he needed to get out. Basing his distance between him and the coop, he speculated that he only needed to make it a few meters backwards to be at the edge, at very minimum, of the technique. Standing around waiting in the fog would make him a sitting duck, and the mass of chakra he saw once in the coupe was nothing more than a big blob of fog at this point. Wasting no more time, he turns around and runs, fearing that he was already seen before he could lay eyes on the chicken monster. It took no time to outrun the small distance needed to be out of the fog, given that he was already 40 meters away from the originating point. He ran a total of 13 meters back, placing him at a 53meter distance between the coupe and himself. Just as the book said. A jutsu of this caliber normally only has a range of 50ish meters, give or take. He was tired of the games, tired of playing this game of 'tag' it seemed like. He looked to his left and right multiple times, seeing no signs of anyone as he awaited his opponent's next move.

He took off his shirt and threw it to the ground, his crimson eyes flickering with ambition and rage as he looked around him, arms folded as he waited any signs of yet another attack. If so, he'd be prepared for close combat, since this shit was beginning to annoy him with the fact that he was playing a game of Cat-And-Mouse.  Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he waited for his opponent to hear his cries. The baby chicken he seen earlier made it's way to his side of the fog, and as he hears the cries of the baby chickadee he picks it up, placing it in his pocket gently as he awaits his fate.
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Kori felt as though she was flying through the mist, forgetting for a moment the purpose to this world and why she hadn't just killed herself yet. She performed the hand seals for one of the few air release techniques that she knew, the Air Pistol. She finished performing the hand seals by the time she finished the body flicker and immediately pointed the air pistol directly at the opponent launching the attack directly for him. Should this bullet hit his opponent, it would kill him instantly due to the aim being for the opponent's heart. 

Just in case the opponent dodged, Kori would already be performing the half tiger hand seal and would have forty needles coming directly for the opponent coming in from all directions around him, being completely under the control of Kori's mind. The needles would all be aiming for vital parts of the opponents body, ensuring the death of the opponent should the needles hit their mark. 

As she controlled the needles to swoop through and pierce the opponent's body, with the hope and the confidence of gaining the kill. She would distance herself to thirty meters, until the last needle would pierce and kill the opponent. If the needles did prove to be deadly, then she would go back to the opponent's body and would smell the fresh blood that would be pouring out of his body. 

If by some chance in hell he was able to dodge all forty of the needles. She would sprint as fast as she could back to the coop. She would grab the chickens that she could, hoping that the ninja would not come back into the coop with her, for she had used all of her ideas and was beginning to panic that she had no other plans to take out this opponent, but still wanted to gather the chickens and maybe run away.

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As he stood along the edge of the mist, shirtless and freezing from the conditions brought forth by the various techniques of his opponent, after searching for clues of where this person would be with his eyes he finally gets his first glance at the opponent. As he waited on the edge of the mist, his eyes suddenly pinpoint a mass of distorted chakra seem to come into full view as this chicken warlock seemed to use a skill he was familiar with: Body Flicker. In a position that once hosted nothing, a small and black-haired girl seemed to appear instantaneously, her eyes filled with sorrow and rage as she bore a grin that showed her sharpened teeth. She looked crazed, hell, no telling how he looked to her. Rather lavish, he'd hoped, as he bore no shirt to flex his pecs. Rayul stood bolstered as the baby chicken in his pocket peeped from his pants, witnessing the slaughterer of his kin for the first time as well. No words were exchanged, and suddenly he watched as she began to point her finger towards him. The moment she raised her hand, his Sharingan noticed sudden chakra begin to build up in her finger, and the moment he noticed this, he Body Flickered again. This time, he'd be using it offensively. 

As he flickered before she was able to release whatever chakra she was forming in her finger at him, he would appear directly behind her, hoping to catch her off guard as his speed was increased to a point that made this action seem instantaneous. While behind her he'd begin forming two seals: Horse → Tiger. This would be the last of his plans before he'd try to escape. His entire chakra network kneaded itself into the fire within seconds, heading to the call of the Uchiha as fire spewed from his mouth as a great ball, a direct and guaranteed hit from this close of range to his target. 

If she'd turn around and notice Rayul behind her, she'd be faced with a Great Fireball Technique 5 coming in from just 5 meters away from her at a speed of 60 with a power of 60. Surely a direct hit, his opponent will be turned to ash as the huge ball of fire meets with her body and eats away at it.

If she somehow manages to notice his fireball and escape it, hoping she'd turn around to look at him, he'd lock eyes with her and use his Sharingan Genjutsu, the last of his plans. He'd capture her in place with pure fear and fright, evoking a killing intent vibe over her mind that would cause her to tremble in fear. He she tries to run without looking back, he'd await to see her next move.
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