A Sentence to be Carried Out #1, take II

Why would there be anything foreign hidden within my body?  Kasumi wondered as the Chunnin examiner spoke out loud, presumably to himself.

She was less amused at his chuckling and his shifty looks.  It was like he'd never seen a woman before, and in his line of work, perhaps some slack could be given seeing as his regular patients were psychotic criminals and the like, but Kasumi was a teen – and one who had missed several years of her life having been shipwrecked on an island.  She was relieved that the first tests were over with and that they didn't pick up anything to cause for alarm.  After all, why would their be?

Kasumi sat up on the examination bed and stared and nodded at the Chunnin in response to telling her to sit tight for a moment.  For weeks she was had waited and wanted to be done more than ever, but what was a few more minutes?  They were just a drop of water in the ocean that surrounded Kirigakure.  Soon she would be free to presume her dreams once more, or so she hoped.  The hair on her arms stood up when the Chunnin leaned in to tell her that her escort was creepy.  She already knew that, but having someone tell her, just made it worse, some how.  Kasumi crossed her arms and scowled as the Chunnin stepped out.  

As the hooded man re-entered the room, Kasumi's heart skipped a beat.  The Chunnin's words were still fresh in the teen's ears as the ANBU stepped forward.  He spoke quickly having informed the girl she could put her clothes back on.  They were clothes which were supplied by the Mizukage's underlings a safety precaution just to make sure she didn't have any tricks up her sleeves.  They weren't ideal, but at least they were better than an exposed medical gown.  No sooner had the masked man entered the examination room, the man stepped back out so once more.

”Er, thanks...” Kasumi said akwardly.

(WC = 333)

The Anbu known as Scyxion waited outside for a little while, making absolutely sure no accidents happened since he was mostly a no nonsense person. After giving the girl enough time to change into her clothing or whatever clothing was available, he knocked briefly as a warning before opening the door a minute later. Walking back in, he looked at her to make sure she was fully dressed which to his satisfaction, she was. Snorting a bit, Scyxion walked to the corner of a room to lean against the wall. He was told he could come back in but he didn't actually have anything he wanted to do in here. He was just gonna keep a brief eye on her until it was finally his turn to administer the test of any foreign or hidden Fuinjutsu seals that may or may not be placed onto the girl's body. He'd like to strike up a conversation of some kind but he could only seem to do that with Xijion as he wasn't the type for small talk. All of his answers would have been straightforward and down to the point when questioned about his personal life and it usually ended with one word answers.

Folding his arms, the Anbu decided he'd just relax and not over think it too much as they both waited for the chuunin to come back. It's not like he was supposed to host this girl anyway, his job was just to keep her in line if she got out of it and help with the various tests that were being administered. A couple of minutes passed and the chuunin had returned to the room, with a now empty clipboard. Walking in he had seen the girl now dressed differently. He was going to question why she had changed out of the gown when he heard a muffled, gruff snort come from the corner of the room somewhat behind the door. Looking up at the chuunin, he had simply told the chuunin to 'Follow' as they both headed out of the room briefly. After what seemed like an eternity, both of them walked back into the room. A flustered chuunin decided it wasn't in his best interest to goof around anymore and decided to proceed with the next test immediately. Taking his empty clipboard, he went over to a desk in order to find some more clean sheets of paper in order to write down the results of the next test as they came.

"Al-alright miss, come along this way to this machine. Sit down in it and place that helmet on your head. Anbu, you can fasten it to her head if you'd like. I'll just be over here setting it up," the nervous chuunin had said as he walked to the back of the machine preparing for it to start. Scyxion rolled his eyes behind his mask before he walked over to where the girl sat, reaching over towards her helmet, fastening it properly on the girl's head. He knew he told the chuunin to cut out his weird behavior but he didn't mean all of this to happen. When he was finished with the adjustments, Scyxion walked back to his corner and continued to fold his arms. The chuunin had walked over to the girl and told her to relax and start thinking about past events starting from before coming to the agency to as far back as she could remember. If memories were falsely implanted into her head, the machine will automatically try and correct them by removing as many false memories and images as it could. 

W.C: 604

The girl nodded in compliance to the Chunnin's request and sat down in the examination chair which had the strange helmet-like apparatus.  The contraption looked like it came straight out of a comic book!  It was clunky and had several tubes attached to it that ran into a large machine, that stood on the floor.   The Chunnin also mentioned to relax, though this only sought to rattle Kasumi's nerves further than they already were.  After a couple moments passed by, the Chunnin flipped the machine on and it produced a low hum.  That same hum seemed to pierce the teen's mind.  It was an uneasy feeling for the girl.  It felt as if she were sinking underwater.  Her ears popped.  A few seconds passed before the girl raised her head.

”Um, I, I'm just going to have to start with the most recent memories and work my way back, if its all the same with you.  I, uh, d-don't think I'll be able to concentrate otherwise...” Kasumi finally said as she lowered her head once more.

The girl fell silent once more as she began to recall all of her most recent memories after she returned.  Images flashed across the Chunnin's screen as the girl remembered the events.  The journey aboard the train with the her masked escort was the first image.  The next memory the girl recalled happened to be during the girl's sentence to manual labor.  Instead of being seated on the train, she stood in a rock quarry gazing upon the train which wrapped around the dig site.  Next was the her meeting with the Mizukage himself.  She had just got back from her island excursion.  It was raining that day and pounded hard against the roof of the Kage's office.  She was soaking wet from the storm, the Kage demanded she clean up her mess.  All of those memories were told with clarity and the Chunnin's machine was able to pick up those memories just fine.  Everything was running normal...

Kasumi then recalled the memory which brought her here in the first place.  It was the memory she told the Mizukage when asked where she had been for 3 years.  It was the the night of her graduation from the academy.  Her step father was now very late to arrive back into the Mist from a lengthy fishing trip, but he never returned.  A search party was going to set sail.  In her mind, it would only take that evening, but instead it ended up taking a year.  She and the search party got shipwrecked several nautical miles away from the Mist.  They managed to find her stepdad and some of his crew, but they had no means of returning home.  It would take them another two years to make it back – to make it back to the village hidden in the Mist, and during a miserable rainstorm, no less.  The memory flashed across the Chunnin's screen, but this time was different.  This time the machine read the memory as being false.  It was reading as a fake, and one that had been inserted – as if straight from a black sheet of paper!  

The next series of memories read fake as well.  They were memories while still being at the academy.  Kasumi had been placed on a team, perhaps the team she was “meant” to graduate with, there were two figures huddled next to her – one seemed to be a  from the Inuzuka clan as they had a red and brown dog companion.  The other seemed to carry a katana.  But this memory was blurry, as if it had been hastily written.  The figures where concealed in shadows as well as it the academy itself.  Not only that but the academy's layout seemed to be wrong.  

What was troubling still, the farther back kasumi remembered, the machine picked up more and more static.  It was like trying to tune into a radio signal, but not being able to pick up the station.  What little memories had been planted, they were hazier the further Kasumi tried to remember.  And as the machine tried to reconstruct what was actually there, the Chunnin's machine could not.  This poor girl's memories were not just simply tampered with, they had been completely taken away.

The last memory Kasumi came upon that seemed to bare any importance seemed to reside when Kasumi was but a small child.  Images of a traditional looking complex came into view.  There were highly decorated paper walls framed in cryptomeria wood.  A porch came into focus which oversaw the rest of the complex.  As the image looked out, you could see several newer looking buildings poking above a and beyond a perimeter wall.  There were cherry trees in blossom as their pink peddles blessed the ground everywhere as well as other trees.  Their bushy green leaves sought to engulf the surrounding city.  And suddenly the focus shifted from the surrounding foliage to a couple of figures that stood in the center of the courtyard.  One of them was tall, had dark hair, had a distinct jawline, and had white eyes, same as Kasumi.  He wore a traditional kimono – its outer layer was a bluish gray, while the inner layer was an off-white.  He looked over in Kasumi's direction and smiled.  His mouth was smiling, but for some reason, his eyes looked sad.  He quickly focused his gaze back towards the the other figure he was with.  But when Kasumi turned her attention to the other figure, the figure began to resist identification.  The more the girl tried to remember, the more hazier the memory became.  The other man's identity would remain unknown, and even after the Chunnnin's machine tried to reverse the effects, Kasumi was left with just a shape that resembled to be human.  The two figures continued to the stand in the courtyard for a time talking amongst themselves before Kasumi's memories turned to static once more.  While the memory itself had been altered slightly, the memory wasn't a planted one.  A moment passed by, and it seemed that was the last memory the girl could remember, and for the first time, the Chunnin and the masked man noticed that the girl had tears which ran down her flushed cheeks.

”Why?  Why can't I  remember anything?  I, I was fine few days ago.  W-What's going on?  Why is my mind drawing blanks on everything?” Kasumi asked in a miserable tone.  ”I don't understand...”

(WC = 1071)

Starting the machine, the chuunin began to prepare his clipboard and pen in order to jot down any irregularities he might be able to determine simply by just looking on the monitor in front of him. Scyxion also perked up a bit and began to watch the screen carefully as he was somewhat curious to know what she saw when she was travelling with him, right up to the point before they met. As both of them watched the screen with curious eyes, the images in the girls mind and short films began to play. In order these were the events that could be made out by the both of them. The journey aboard the train with Scyxion  was the first image. Looking through the world through her eyes made him look like a stiff, uptight no nonsense person. The sight of this made him slouch forward with a kind of depressed undertone that maybe, just maybe Xijion was right. This caused the chuunin to let out an audible but quickly stopped when he felt Scyxion's gaze upon him. Instead of being seated on the train, she stood in a rock quarry gazing upon the train which wrapped around the dig site. 

The next memory the girl recalled, happened to be during the girl's sentence to manual labor. Both the chuunin and the anbu weren't sure if the Mizukage was being merciful or being unkind. Either way, they didn't have anybody they could think of who would even be remotely close to him to find out. Next, was her meeting with the Mizukage himself.  She had just got back from her island excursion.  It was raining that day and pounded hard against the roof of the Kage's office. She was soaking wet from the storm, the Kage demanded she clean up her mess. This made the chuunin giggle a little bit but Scyxion was not phased by the scenario in front of him. Continuing their observation, it seemed to be the memory of the story she told the Mizukage when asked where she had been for three years. It was the night of what seems like her graduation from the academy, her step father was now very late to arrive back into the village hidden in the mist from a lengthy fishing trip, but he never returned.  A search party was being prepared to set sail in search for him and the other potential crewmates that might have gone missing durign their fishing expedition.  

In her mind, she assumed it would only take that evening, but instead it managed to take a full year. She and the search party got shipwrecked several nautical miles away from the village hidden in the mist and managed to find her stepfather and some of his crew, but they had no means of returning home as their vessel was destroyed in the shipwreck.  After a very long time had passed, it took another two years to make it back to the village hidden in the Mist, during a miserable rainstorm, no less. The memory flashed across the Chunnin's screen, but this time was different. The machine had been able to determine that the current memory that was being shown to them was false and had been violently eradicated. This made Scyxion perk up and stare blankly at the monitor whilst the chuunin beside him began to jot some notes down into his clipboard. This was already the first red flag for them but they had decided to allow the procedure to run its course, letting it purge the false memories in order to uncover the truth.  it was going to be a long process, they could feel it.

Following what the pair of shinobi previously saw, the next series of memories were false and have also been erased from the girl's memory. This caused the chuunin to once again jot down notes onto his clipboard before looking back up to the monitor so he didn't miss a single detail. Alongside him was the Anbu known as Scyxion, eyes glued to the screen in front of him, watching from behind his anbu mask, also not missing a detail. With both of them continuing to watch, they were now fully aware foul play was involved and had to make sure they were paying complete attention to what was being shown in front of them. The Mizuklage would definitely hear about all of this in the future. As they watched, they saw more memories of her being in the academy attempting to live out her life rthe way a normal academy student would.  She had been placed on a team, perhaps the team she was groomed to graduate with, there were two figures huddled next to her. One seemed to be from the Inuzuka clan as they had a large, red and brown dog companion. The other seemed to be fond of weaponry, carrying ninja tools and a Katana.  

The feed was blurry as if somebody was doing a rush job on the girl's mind when implanting these false memories into her mind. The chuunin scratched his head a little bit while Scyxion scoffed, thinking he could even name genin with more potential for memory altering than whoever did this hack job. The figures she was trying to remember were concealed in shadows as well as the academy itself.  Not only that, the academy's layout seemed to be completely incorrect foundation and geographically. What was troubling for the entire party of three was, the farther back Kasumi remembered, the machine picked up more and more static.  It was like trying to tune into a radio signal, but not being able to pick up the station.  What little memories had been planted, they were hazier the further Kasumi tried to remember. And as the machine tried to reconstruct what was actually there, the chunnin's machine could not. This poor girl's memories were not just simply tampered with, they had been completely erased. Writing more notes into his clipboard, the chuunin made sure to get ever single detail he could into a single sheet of paper. He had never seen the machine malfunction like this before and it was supposed to be state of the art. Scyxion simply asked if the girl would be okay or if there would be any long lasting effects from the machine which the chuunin assured him there wouldn't be.

Scoffing a bit, he simply took the chuunin's word for it, both of them continuing to watch the monitor in front of them. The last memory she came upon that seemed to bear any importance, seemed to reside when Kasumi was but a small child.  Images of a traditional styled complex came into view that were decorated with quality paper walls, framed in cryptomeria wood.  A porch came into focus which oversaw the rest of the complex.  As the image zoomed out, the anbu and the chuunin could see several newer looking buildings poking above and beyond a perimeter wall. There were cherry trees in blossom as their pink petals blessed the ground everywhere.  Their bushy green leaves sought to engulf the surrounding city when suddenly, the focus shifted from the surrounding foliage to a couple of figures that stood in the center of the courtyard.  One of them was tall, had dark hair, had a distinct jawline, and had white eyes, same as the girl in the chair.  He wore a traditional kimono, with its outer layer a bluish gray, while the inner layer was white.  He looked over in the girl's direction and smiled. His mouth was smiling, but for some reason, his eyes looked sad.  

The person quickly focused his gaze back towards the other figure he was with,  But when the girl attempted to look at the other figure in her memory, she had failed to identify who the person was. The more she tried to remember, the more hazier the memory became.  The other man's identity would remain unknown, even after the machine tried to reverse the effects, Kasumi was left with just a shape that resembled a human. The two figures continued to the stand in the courtyard for a time talking amongst themselves before her memories turned to static once more. While the memory itself had been altered slightly, the memory wasn't a planted one. The chuunin took his clipboard and switched to a new sheet of paper to continue writing down his report. It would seem this was the extent of how far back the girl could remember. at the moment. With that, the chuunin had walked over towards the machine to turn it off. It was clear now that people, including her parental figure, had been in on what was going on. As the chuunin went to switch off the machine, Scyxion had noticed the girl was now sobbing and he wasn't sure what to do.

The Anbu looked towards the chuunin and hinted at the girl's sudden change in emotion as if he was telling him to fix this. This caused the chuunin to come back around in time to hear what Kasumi had said. "Don't worry, don't worry. It'll be alright. We'll help you recover your lost memories but it takes time. Now we at least know for sure there was foul play involved. For what purpose, we don't know yet. We'll help you recover what was taken from you but for now, we'll run some tests with the data we've gathered with the machine and with my notes. Meanwhile, you have one last test to go through which will be administered by your escort here. For now, just relax and we'll take care of the rest," the chuunin assured her. With that, the chuunin patted the girl's shoulder, retrieving the disk with the recording of her memories from the monitor and turning to walk past the Anbu before exiting the room with his clipboard. The Anbu folded his arms, letting out an inaudible sigh before walking over towards the girl. "...Yeah, I'm to administer the last test. You've already gone through the first two but I'll be frank with you, this last test, will hurt. Depending on what is found, it will either hurt a little bit or it will hurt a lot. It looks like you've already gone through a lot of emotional pain and I don't want to burden you with a lot of physical pain. If you want, we can end this test here for now and you can rest for the remainder of the day or, we can get through it now," the Anbu said rather callously.

W.C: 1,769

Kasumi slowly stood up form the examination chair – tears glistened off the medical room's bright lighting.  Her head hung low as she stared blackly at the floor.  The high-tech helmet shielded her pearly eyes from sight.  A wave of numbness washed over her body like a tidal wave.  After a few moments the teen undid the clasps which tied around her chin and slowly took the head piece off and set it down on top of the machine.  Kasumi's arms then fell limp to her sides.

Does this mean my mother and step dad aren't waiting for me?  Does this mean Kirigakure isn't my home?  Do I even have a family anymore?”  Kasumi wondered in silence.

The girl stood in front of the masked ANBU for a long while.  For the masked man, it was an uncomfortable stent of silence, most likely.  Kasumi stood motionless, her white eyes peered into the tiled floor as if there was something there.  Only emptiness was there.  Emptiness was everywhere.  Just like the machine, Kasumi searched for the memories which weren't there – erased and gone they were, and only the memories of the memories remained.  And then a voice crept into the Hyuuga's mind.

”In addition, you'll be sentenced to hard labor as well as questioning and a psychiatric check in order to confirm that you are you and not some brainwashed puppet,” Kasumi remembered the Mizukage say.

I'm not as you say, Aloide.  I'm just was real as you, and I'm one of your subordinates.  I'll make you see!  Kasumi thought as she inhaled.

”Do it,” Kasumi said at last.  ”Its what we're here for, isn't it?  No point in delaying this any further, and I welcome the pain.  Maybe I'll actually be able to feel something...”

Kasumi's hands were clenched into fists and for the first time, she stared directly into the ANBU's mask.  There was a look of determination staring back at him.  There was fire in those ghostly eyes...

(WC = 323)

Watching the girl with little anticipation, Scyxion can tell she was truly upset with how the last test had turned out. They had found out much in a short span of time even if they couldn't get a clear picture sixty percent of the time. The young genin was clearly dejected and even he knew that, once feeling that way a long time ago before getting used to stifling his emotions mostly for the sake of his job. Unlike him, there was probably a real family waiting for her out there somewhere while Scyxion had gotten the brutal confirmation his parents were dead long ago which is why he was stuck in that orphanage for so long, raised as a child soldier. Giving her a moment to try and calm down, Scyxion continued to wait patiently for an answer from the girl. Eventually, she made some kind of a resolution in her head and agreed to do the test right now. Giving a silent nod, Scyxion had begun preparations in order to scan for potential hidden fuinjutsu seals in and out of her body. He doubts anybody would go through the trouble of performing surgery on a young girl just to place a fuinjutsu seal on the inside of her body but one could never be too sure.

Walking towards the exit, Scyxion had informed her he shall be with her shortly as he needs to get a few things. Although he said a few things, he only needed one as he didn't need the other tool, being a Fuinjutsu practitioner himself. There was a certain device that he could use in order to scan the internal body to see if surgery was done to place a fuinjutsu directly on an organ. Walking down the hallway of the agency, he entered a room that stored the equipment. Weapons, body protection for when they have to break up riots and devices all could be found here. It was managed by two heavily armored guards who perked up at the entry of Scyxion. Like him, they were also Anbu but were not a part of the same department. As Scyxion approached, he started to ask for a particular device that would aid him in detecting hidden fuinjutsu seals located inside of the body. If they didn't just comply right away with his demands and told him he wasn't authorized personnel to be demanding such things, nor were they sure if he was really an anbu in the first place. Tilting his head, Scyxion realized they might not have been informed of what was currently going on.

So now, he had to do this the hard way. "Listen, this is a direct order from the Mizukage himself, I am to carry out matters involving nation security of the country. Surely, you've recognized the outfit and the mask I wear to the anbu that has always attended public announcements, meetings and television. Do you still doubt me even now," Scyxion said in a low tone. All things considered he was annoyed but he couldn't really fault them for doing their jobs, if they had just let him through, he'd have question the security of the agency as a whole. He attempt to persuade them until he had no choice but to reveal his ranking. The two Anbu paused briefly, turning to look at each other before giving a response. "We can't really determine if that's you or not since we've never heard you speak. And even if you were him, you'd have to present proper identification. Even if you are the Mizukage's personal bodyguard, that doesn't give you free reign to do as you please. I'm going to have to see your unique identification seal, if you would before we make an exception," one of the anbu had stated.

Well, at least they weren't complete idiots but he really didn't like the fact he had to prove who he was to anbu of  'lesser' standing. The only one he truly respected was Xijion. which of course, came of at least a little bias but nobody could deny his skill or power. Reaching for the sleeve of his left arm, both the anbu became tense, becoming wary of what he might do next only to see that he had indeed have the proper identification to validate his claims. The two nodded at each other before one of them went into a door behind them and came out with what looks like a metal detector. Taking from their hands, Scyxion nodded before exiting the room and walking back to the room where Kasumi had inhabited. Not that he had the tool the he needed, he was ready to begin. He wasn't sure if he mention this or not but he figured it wouldn't hurt to say it one more time for the girl to understand. He didn't want anything to come as a surprise when he began to operate. Holding up the device to her to show here what it is, Scyxion began to speak.

"I have retrieved the tool in which I sought and am now ready to begin. This handy little device here works as a sort of scanner for foreign chakra inside of your body. It'll also be able to pick up and detect fuinjutsu seals that might have been placed directly on your internal organs via surgery or other means. If we find anything in there, I'll be sure to inform you and the other chuunin in order to discuss ways of removing the potential detriment. As I think I might have mentioned before, this procedure is, quite painful, but doesn't have any lasting damage to your body. Afterwards, I will personally use my own chakra in order to scan for fuinjutsu that might be invisible to the neck eye and some chakra sensory techniques. That procedure is painless. Which is why I shall ask you one more time, are you sure you want to go through with this right this moment? i have to do both of them back to back for the best results so even if you aren't in pain, I'd have to ask you to endure it and sit still," Scyxion said without much trace of empathy despite his question.

W.C: 1,042

Why does he keep asking me if I want to hold off on this procedure?  Kasumi wondered as the ANBU asked again.  Why is he trying to sow doubts?  No, could it be he doesn't want to today?

Kasumi frowned and crossed her hands, ”Well, if you're not up for it, we don't have to do it right now.  We could wait tomorrow, if you'd rather....” the girl paused and raised an eyebrow.  But I would very much like to continue and get this over with, if its all the same to you.

The young Hyuuga had hoped to get a raise out of her hooded superior, but her jab was met with unflinching coldness.  Whether the hooded man was good at holding in his feelings or if he truly was as frosty as his demeanor suggested remained to be seen.  Kasumi couldn't read him one way or another.  His ANBU mask was working perfectly.

Kasumi sat herself back into the chair as per the ANBU's orders so he could begin the the tests.  Her vitals were good, that much was already known, but the device the masked man held in his hand did not check for such things.  Instead, this new device checked for  foreign chakra and any hidden seals that were tucked away and placed upon the body.  Kasumi sat straight up and tried to keep herself perfectly still, though the urge to twitch her legs out of suspense proved difficult.  Once the tool was calibrated, the masked man was finally able to get to work, and no sooner did he begin, the tool let out a loud, and obnoxious beeping noise.  As the ANBU looked down, he would notice the tool had detected the presence of both foreign chakra and a seal.  It came from the girl's left shoulder.

If the masked man instructed, Kasumi would pull up the back of her shirt so that a revealing technique could be used.  If such a technique was used, the terrible deed would be revealed and the ANBU would know just how dangerous girl could be, if left alone.  The Lord Kage was right to be cautious of this girl, for placed on her shoulder was a formula that spelled out death and destruction.  While the memory alterations were shotty at best, and hastily done, the girl's seal was masterfully done.  There was foreign chakra, but it did not come from another human.  It came from something else, and if the ANBU looked closely at the formula, the chakra was primed and set to enter the girl's chakra network.  The seal was placed right over top one of the girl's Tenketsu.  If the chakra was released, it would quickly mix with her own and would cause a catastrophic chain of events.  The seal also seemed to have a target in mind as well.  It was capable of sensing the Mizukage's own chakra signature.  There was only one condition that had to be met before the chakra would be released, but its simplicity was very troubling.  If the Mizukage stood in the presence of others, and once this girl's own chakra reserve was high enough, the seal would release.  Kasumi sat with a tense look on her face as she waited on the  ANBU's next course of action.

”That beeping sound doesn't sound good.  Is it picking up something?”

Kasumi asked the question without thinking, but deep down, she really didn't wish to know...

(WC = 568)

Well, it seems the young miss would go through with it despite his warning of severe pain ensuing. He's often seen even the toughest of criminals fold some of these tests and that's while they were willing. Maybe this could double down as torture but for now this was the only way to truly find out about certain things. Brushing those thoughts aside, Scyxion figured since she was ready for it, there was no point in badgering her any further about it and proceeded to calibrate the device. When he was done, he instructed her to sit down in the chair once more to begin. Placing the machine close to the skin of the girl, it began to radiate a kind of red and yellow light. While it only looks like light, it's actually a terrible and painful sensation when it makes contact with skin. The feeling of ten sharpened, electrified daggers all puncturing her skin and innards at once began to course through her body as the Anbu began his check of foreign chakra.He had hoped the girl was read for this, as he could not prematurely stop it once it had started. Pressing over certain areas, the device began to pick up strange chakra signals.

Without a doubt, it was foreign alright. Judging from what the device was telling him, the location of the foreign source of chakra came from the girl's left shoulder. Turning his head to look at her shoulder, he couldn't see anything remotely resembling a seal. The person who must have placed it must have also made it invisible to the naked eye. Well, it's a good thing he had this device on him or it would have been a lot more complicated. Now then, he had to make sure if this was the only seal or if there were more and what the nature of these seals do. He could only hope it wasn't anything too drastic as he would have to spend most of time dealing with this. Continuing to scan the young woman, he had instructed her to lift the shirt up partially to reveal her back to continue the procedure. There was foreign chakra, but it did not come from another shinobi. It seems to have come from another source, and when Scyxion looked closely at the formula, the chakra was primed and set to enter the girl's chakra network. The seal was placed right over top one of the girl's tenketsu.  If the chakra was released, it would quickly mix with her own and would cause an unknown, catastrophic chain of events. 

Well, this just kept getting better and better, doesn't it? After all was said and done, the girl had chimed in that she didn't like the sound of beeping to which Scyxion nodded in agreement. As far as the device can tell, this was the only seal that was present on the girl's body which was somewhat of a relief. He would have prefered if nothing had been placed at all so he could go about his day but als, that would have been to easy in his line of work. Now that all was said and done, it was time for him to deliver the bad news. "Well, it seems there indeed has been additional work done on your body.I've located a seal on your left shoulder. I can't exactly determine the nature of it but what I can tell you is it has a condition that must be met in order for it to active. The condition being, you must be near the current Mizukage and a large number of people before the seal's chakra mixes with your own and quite possibly detonates. Maybe this is some crude way of assassinating the Mizukage as well as dealing a blow to the Island country as a whole. Either way, now that this has been discovered, I have no choice but to detain you for the time being. I must get to work right away on disarming the seal before I can safely remove it," the anbu had claimed before putting the device down. 

"For the time being, I will have to insist you stay in this room while I return this device and retrieve a few things. This will be a long day, and quite possibly, night," Scyxion had added in as he picked the device one more time, heading towards the exit. He's never seen something of that nature before and he'd have to not only research it but, disarm and break it all in one go. He didn't like where this was going but in truth, there wasn't many things he liked so it was just another day for him.

W.C: 785

”I, ergh, thought you, ugh, said it wasn't, mmph, going to be, eeck, painful until the next, ouch, phase!” Kasumi said as she grimaced with each prod of the ANBU's device.

For the first time since she could remember, Kasumi felt the pain.  This was a pain like no other.  With every square centimeter searched, the pain only proceeded to get worse and worse.  Every new spot the device brushed over, left the girl feeling more tender than the last.  And the worst part about it was, that the masked man had to scan her entire body.  Every nook and curve was to be made to feel that way – like several kunai were being stabbed repeatedly over and over again.  Kasumi wanted to bat the device out of the mans hands, she wanted to jump away, but she knew that would do her no good, even if she tried.  Doing so would only result in suspicion that she knew of the seals true purpose and that she perhaps wanted to release whatever it was that the device picked up.

Then the masked man placed the device on the girl's left shoulder.  The pain spiked as the device began to beep.  The device had picked up something which only made the ANBU go over the spot a few more times just to be certain something was there.  It felt like he was stabbing the girl through her left lung.  The was suffocating as she cried out.  But the worst part about it was the fact the masked man did not seem to care.  He was as cold as always which left room to wonder if he secretly enjoyed his work behind that mask.   Finally, after what seemed like hours, the masked man was finished with his examination.  Kasumi whimpered in pain as she exhaled loudly.  The man finally spoke to deliver his findings.  The news was worse than she ever dreamed.

Why, why would something like that be inside me?  Who would do such a thing? kasumi thought as she tried to calm herself back down.

She stared at the ANBU behind the mask and asked, ”You, you don't think I've been consciously involved in this this whole time, do you?  There's a bomb inside me meant for the Mizukage?  Why?  Who would want to hurt him?  He seems like, like a decent and patient leader of the Mist...”

Kasumi listened to the masked man's explanations.  It seemed, in order to extract for foreign chakra from the girls body, she would have to be detained for an even longer unknown amount of time, perhaps days, or even weeks.  The man would need to do research, perhaps because he had never encountered such a fuin seal before and figure out a safe way to disarm it.  He required more tools as well; Kasumi feared the pain she just experienced, was just but a taste of what was to come.  The man would leave her now to be left with her thoughts and her fears, but every time Kasumi tried to think back on her past, her mind would only draw an eerie void of nothingness.  Only formless shadows lingered in the young girl's mind - only specters which sought to torment and haunt her soul.  When the masked man left the room, Kasumi placed her feet on the edge of her seat and held her legs tightly in her arms.  She felt used and violated as she wondered what trail – what hoop she would have to jump through next before she could say that her life was finally her own...

(WC = 592)

Reentering the room later, Scyxion came back with a bunch of tools and babbles. He wasn't sure if he needed everything he brought back at the moment but one could never be too sure when dealing with things of a delicate nature. The act of using Fuinjutsu: breaking alone wouldn't be enough to neutralize the effects of the seal that was placed on the girl's body. It was now far more complicated than what he originally needed to do. First, he needed to extra the foreign chakra bit by bit in order to make sure nothing catastrophic happens. Keeping that in mind, Scyxion had begun to sprout chakra chains from the tenketsu from his upper back. He began to push aside machinery and equipment to make as much space in the room as possible in order to begin his fuinjutsu seal. He remembered the girl had questions but he decided to pick and choose which one he answered. The very first question of whether he believed she was innately involved, he decided not to answer. One one hand, he wanted to believe a young girl like this wouldn't subject herself to willingly blowing herself up for the ambition of her parents or whoever was involved.

On the other hand, he knew children made the best actors and could easily make people the most vulnerable when the situation called for it. He was no stranger to this as he had to do so in his childhood and kept an open mind. However he decided to answer the second question as he didn't see the harm in not doing so. "Yes, I have discovered a fuinjutsu seal containing a mass amount of chakra on your left shoulder and am preparing to deal with it currently. As for why, I don't know but that can come after I've finished dealing with what is currently going on." With that, Scyxion decided the time for conversation was over as he needed to focus his efforts on containing the seal. Beginning to form the hand seals of  Hare, Snake, Horse, Ram, Bird, Tiger, Hare, Snake, Horse, Ram, Bird, Tiger, Hare, Snake, Horse, Ram, Bird, Dog and Rat. This wasn't exactly a technique that could be used in combat but it was quite effective in getting the job done briefly. Evil Sealing Method was called for containing certain problematic seals that couldn't be contained normally. It would serve him well in this particular situation.

Now that he had properly contained the seal, Scyxion got to work trying to break the seal off of the girl's body. He assumed countermeasures were in play if he just tried to unlock it by using the simple breaking technique by prematurely detonating something along those lines. For now, he'd examine the seal, using a book of unique seals and patterns to see if he could find one that matched the one on the girl's shoulder and ways to remove it without it harming the girl. It shouldn't be too much of an issue with the evil sealing technique suppressing and preventing it from going off at all. Opening the book, he began to slowly flip through pages until he found the right seal.

W.C: 532