Metro Crime [Hunter]

Deep Web Hitman Shrimp

On a leisurely stroll our young hustler, from Quarter town aka Tanzaku town, was on his grind once more who was now on the scene with a go getter mentality. He is seen standing in an vacant urban section of the Sand Village. The vacant unfenced lot of hard earth on which he stood on was surrounded with dilapidated structures with modern structures in the far horizon. The sun hung right above him as it just shifted into the mid day; for most it would be the start of a groggy uneventful day. But not for Katsuragi, a man of his skill set required him to get the early worm. Slow money don't pay the bills on time, and lazy legs will never make the cut. Of all the time Katsuragi has been here, weary at first due to the lack of crime, had finally worked it out in such a way that he could finally make a piece for himself.

It took him a while to figure out how things worked around here. But eventually it all came to be. For every yang there is a yin.

The method was old fashion, but still in use to this day for a reason. The odds of getting caught were not as high as him back in the day, his face littering the streets of many settlements in the shadow country. Selling product within a certain territory like a lemonade stand just doesn't sit well with the crime family in power of said territory.

Katsuragi's attire consisted of a thin black polyester jacket, which underneath he wore a solid sleeveless navy blue shirt. His belt, designer's choice, had a LV emblem as a buckle. The pants he wore were a fresh pair of black stretch jeans. His boots on his feet also being solid black of a leather material with an emblem labeled "EU", it's made of metal stitched to the tongue of the boots. His hair, still vivid, was a solid dark purple. His hair would have went in contrast with his pale skin, however, his arms torso and hands bore a mural of mostly assorted prison tattoos; all black ink in color. He himself stood at a height of 6'2 feet with a thin frame. His tools and such were all assorted evenly along his attire, given no hint to their whereabouts yet allowed him easy access with a little bit of technique.

For now he stood in the middle, waiting for his contact to meet up with him. He chose this area due to the low to non existent shinobi presence. every village had it's pocket of crime, an extension of the infamous black market. He stand stall with his hands in his front jacket pockets, clenching a pair of problem solvers in each hand. The more he waited for his connection to arrive, the more weary he grew. But the rush he got from it all, the way his heart fluctuated, prompted him all the more reason to stay. It was all just part of the game.

He faces south towards the lone road narrow earthy road that lead towards the vacant lot, reciting the phrase he was suppose to hear, along with what he was in turn suppose to say within his head.

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Spoiler:

“Oh yeah, I got that Molly, that Molecule!” A 4 foot, 8-inch tall luminescent skinned, bean headed looking thing could be seen yelling such words in the middle of a semi-deserted urban area on the outskirts of Sunagakure. “Oh! It’s hot-hot in this village, but my skin doesn’t burn. Nope, not me!” Molecule would pucker his lips and blow air out, pretending to cast a powerful wind jutsu, imagining himself taking down all the shanty shacks in the hood.
 
After wandering aimlessly and acting a fool for a while, he would stumble upon a guy with a tall build and some fresh threads. “Yo! Yo over here!” Molecule would yell to the man, waving his hands wildly to gain his attention. At this point he was now standing about 25 Meters away from him. “You got the stuff man?” He would yell out, not truly sure of what he was even saying, but mimicking what the gangsters in the movies he watches would say.
 
Once Molecule would catch Katsuragi’s attention, he would yell out once more, maintaining the 25M distance, “Yo! Watch this!” Molecule would then proceed to bust a fortnight dance move. “Yo did you see that?” At this point, Molecule was being his typical annoying self, but after becoming annoyed with himself, he would then proceed to straighten up. “Nah for real yo. Have you seen my dad Atom? He said if I come here and kick someone’s ass that I can stay up late tonight and since you’re the only one around, looks like your ass,” Molecule would stick out his little right leg and point to his foot, “ss the ass I will be kicking.”
 
Molecule would eye the man with his sharingan activated waiting to see how he would respond, if he didn’t then he planned on making the first move as he could not bear to wait any longer and wanted to make his dad proud.
WC: 321

AP: 1000 – 10 Sharingan = 990

After some time, Katsuragi was now no longer alone. Ahead of him, his sight catches the image of a pasty looking child sauntering his way. 

'Holy shit..., It's a god damn GHOST! And those eyes... what were they called again? Damn that kid is ugggly'

Why was a child out here all alone, he couldn't help but wonder if by any chance if this was a shinobi of Suna Suna village? He was sure of himself that he covered his tracks, no paper trail between Katsuragi and the contact. His heartbeat grew faster at the thought of being in the presence of an undercover agent. Even if he were arrested right now, he wasn't exactly "carrying", anything except a few ryo bills adding up to north of 10k. 'That's not a crime, right?', he thought. If they tried seizing it they had to seize an unwanted pair first. 

'Ah shit, I am carrying, I'm strapped to the teeth...'

Of course, this would be his luck he clenches his fist even harder in frustration. For all he knew it could be a sting operation, with him surrounded by Suna Suna operatives. Realizing he now had to watch what he said, he chose to remain quiet, even though the yelling on powder's part begun to provoke Katsuragi not being his usual self; loud and combative. 

Molecule would then proceed to bust a fortnight dance move. 


He finally did it, he reached his limit, no more could he stand it, the dancing was bad enough but the threat of getting his ass kicked was not gonna slide. He clearly didn't know who Katsuragi was; no way was he gonna get punked like that again, "Oh, word?! Ight..." His rage reached levels of that when he first arrived to the village went through the entrance process. Only to find himself picking a fight with a jounin, Raleth. No he didn't win, but that wasn't the point. Katsuragi wanted to cave this kid's skull in like a red headed step child nobody wanted. The red swirling eyes would have to do. Smirking ever so slightly with an overhelping of madness, he just so happened to have the tools to solve this little annoying bite sized problem. He now revealed his hand so to speak, while watching with his would be killer display his baby sized foot. Katsuragi had pulled out both of his hands from his jacket, revealing the answer to all problems, the problem solvers. They each gleamed, sparking with quality steel with the help of the sun light's rays.

Clearly forgetting that he was being watched, he yelled "Biiiiiiitch!!!", while tapping the the two metal knuckles side by side together in front of him below his waist level; his invitation to the Quarter Town beat down was sent. 

'Bout to show this kid how we do it back in Tanzaku Town'

“Biiiiiiiiitch!” The man yelled in response to Molecules antagonizing remarks. Molecule was basically like Cell’s little clones from DBZ, but far more annoying, so it was not surprising that his antics had provoked such a response. Molecule watched with his keen eyesight as the male pulled his hands out of his front pockets to reveal a set of brass knuckles. He clinked them together, creating a solid sounding noise that was generated from when two metal objects connected.

“What are you gonna do with those big boy?” Molecule prodded him once more, immediately after Katsuragi finished repping his set. If Molecule was able to fire him up to the point he could not think properly, then he could get his opponent to make a mistake, leaving Molecule an opening to capitalize on. Still standing 25 Meters away, Molecule would begin running straight towards Katsuragi and while doing so, he would begin producing hand seals. (Ram, Ox, Boar, Ram, Ox, Boar, Ram) Molecule would pay close attention to his opponent’s movements, and once Molecule reached 20M away from his target, he would release a ball of compressed air from his mouth, towards Katruragi’s current location (as long as he did not completely disappear of course).

WC: 204
 
AP: 990 – 10 Sharingan – 30 Wind Pressure Damage = 950 AP Remaining

Wind Pressure Damage
Power: 60
Speed: 60
Duration: 1/2
Compressed Ball Size: 6 Inch Diameter

Reaching his boiling point Katsuragi proceeded on with no care in the world. His sight focused on the oncoming brat, while doing a little advancing on his own. His first step began with him extending his left side outwards in front, extending his left leg with the eagerness of that of a feral cat. It hovered no more than a inch above the ground, but shook slightly along with his boiling blood within his body. His lust for violence took hold of his movements, acting on instinct like any other animal would. His stance remained balanced, his feet no more than a roughly 30 cm apart. After planting his left foot on the ground, his eyes widen as he begun his attack. A sharp smile along with it that would impress the Cheshire cat himself. Still grasping the steel weapons in his hands, he sways his left arm out wards along his left side while leaning forwards just a bit with his right arm tucked in. He used his momentum to complete his jab outwards in front of him towards the boy to release a charged shot of compressed energy. It fired off with a moderate gun shot sound, but not enough to deafen Katsuragi while on the balls of his feet. But rest assured, Katsuragi aimed to put this little brat on hush mode asap.

The blast begun it's path traveling towards the boy's center mass chest area, mid seal weaving on the ghost child part. The size of the blast was roughly 20 cm, but packed quite a punch so to speak. Upon impact the shot would slam into the child, Knocking the shit out of him, and fracturing not only the anterior part rib cage but also somewhat exposing the inner flesh.  

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After his first strike failed, the kid evading with ease, his frustration grew even more. The annoyance the kid processed knew no bounds. Katsuragi swore to himself that once he got a hold of the kid, he was gonna make this beatdown so bloody it would seem personal. Which is kinda was, with the threats and the shit talking. The kid however had something planned for Katsuragi, sent his way a ball of compressed air formed only to be shot his way, much like his very own first attack. His vision however sharpen upon seeing the ball form, his eyes dilating to the point where everything seemed to slow down enough for katsuragi to react off the jump. As it was approaching his way, he leans to the left, and dashes to the left while the ball was still 15 meters away ahead of him. After which he curved his path now heading towards the kid's right, after bolting forwards keeping an 8 meter distance from the traveling ball of air. Being on the balls of his feet aided in the swift transition.

As he took off running at an angle towards the kid Katsuragi kept a good distance away from the sphere, 8 meters. Reaching around and towards the kid, his eyes widen in anticipation of getting a hold of the kid. Once reaching a range of 1 meter from the kid, he brings back his right fist, while extending his left fist towards him at when halting his advancement at 90 cm away. His left foot out front first with his right foot was behind about 46 cm at an angle. Both fists were once again armed with the mighty problem solvers, and were using his height and arm length to his advantage. His first strike was aimed directly downwards towards the kids face, as he would give a good knock on the left side of the kids face, ocular area. His stance he held gave him great stability and power, as he lurched forward twisting his hip to the right some as he launched his attack. with the clash of metal to the skull with a downwards strike, he aims to knock the kid down to the ground, head first with his left eyes non usable.

Jutsu Used:

Just as Molecule had evaded his targets attack, his target was able to evade his own attack quickly. Molecule, being a child, was easily annoyed by his attack not hitting Katsurage, but he did not have any intentions of sitting by while Katsurage closed the gap between the two. As soon Katsurage came within 8 Meters of Molecule, Molecule waved his hand. A simple gesture to anyone without a dojutsu, but what Katsuragi would not expect was that the simple hand movement had produced an invisible wave of wind chakra that was aimed at the man’s waist, with the intention of knocking him back. Following the first hand movement, was another, and another. Molecule had not release 3 invisible blades of wind chakra at his opponent, each 1M apart in release, and Molecule was certain that he would hit his target now. Upon releasing the last wave, Molecule would begin back peddling, putting distance between him in Katsuragi. “You’re fun! What’s your name?” Molecule would ask in the heat of the battle.

AP: 940 – 10 Sharingan - 30 = 900

Zephyr Blade
Power: 77.5
Speed: 77.5
Duration: 1/1
Blades Created: 3
Blade Length: 2M

Advancing full speed, his rage soon granting him the ability to give his killer a good ole fashion Tanzaku Town beat down, he was unfortunately met with a unseen force that caught him off guard. The force was great, but Katsuragi 's body was able to withstand a good amount of the damage, so much that he was able to keep his ground, mostly. The force came crashing into his waist narrowly missing his designer belt, his muscles tensed while taking the first shot like a champ as he moved only 3 cm. Although, valiant as it may be, sportsmanship was the last thing on his mind.

Katsuragi's body was now balanced on his back left foot, the balls of his left foot dug into the ground. His right leg was left elevated, his leg bend downwards almost a 90 degree angle. Since he could not see the wind blades advancing on him, his eye remained on the boy ahead of him. He is seen running away, trying to flee from the ass whooping that was meant to be.

Using both his arms tucked in against the sides of his torso to keep balance, he slams his right foot into the ground forward, which was no more than 15 cm off the ground. Slamming his fully charged leg into the ground, he is met with another wave of force to his waist. He yet again takes another hit, moving 3 cm but still remaining balanced due to his strength. "Motherfu-!", he yelled enraged, but the thug sent his own little wave of force towards the kid at the same time he was hit with wave number 2.

The ground below Katsuragi shook with a violent force, a force which diffused outwards all round him up to 16 diameters. An area wide enough to catch the now stationary kid after trying to run away from the mad kat. The quake would be strong enough to shoot the kid upwards 15 meters high into the sky, still keeping the 10 meters directly ahead of him. Upon the kid's take off, roughly a meter off the ground, Katsuragi is hit one more time...

"YOUR FUCKIN DEAD, OOOOOoooo ima sink my gawd damn teeth into you!!", his blood boiling on the inside. He keeps his eyes on him at all times waiting to react on a whim.

Jutsu Used:

Molecule’s assault did not go as intended as the Uchiha boy watched as his blades of wind chakra barely grazed him. His opponent would continue to advance towards Molecule but stop about 5M away due to becoming frustrated with Molecule’s failed attempt to cut him in half. Katsuragi would produce a sturdy stance and then crash his foot into the floor, sending a wave of force throughout the ground around them. As Molecule continued to back pedal, he would formulate five hand seals (Bird-Snake-Bird-Horse-Bird) before being catapulted into the air. Molecules legs would go under him, and he would fall forward so that he was parallel to the ground as his rose from the ground due to Katsuragi’s technique. Facing his opponent still and flying up into the air, Molecule would release 8 semi-transparent orbs of whirling wind towards his target, from his mouth, in a scatter shot formation so that he was sure to blanket his opponent to by himself some time.

WC: 163

900 - 10 Sharingan - 40 = 850 AP

Air Bullets
Speed: 87.5
Power: 87.5
# Bullets Created: 8
Duraction: 1/1
Range: 30M

CD:
Zephyr Blade
Cool Down: 1/2