Stolen Canvas on a Bloody Morning(Hunter)

Mission:

Toran gazed upon the crime scene. Someone had ended up stealing one of Hoshigakure's most prized and well kept relics of the past. The religious figures were all busling about the plaza of the building, most of which panicked at what had happened, the report had been filed relatively quickly, that someone was able to grab it and go. The pedestal that held up the object had been knocked over in the heist, allowing Toran to figure out something, his eyes peering at the pedestal, white indented marble pillar that once held something important was gone, Toran took a deep breath, a deep sigh of annoyance was let out before he understood the task at hand, that the thief likely hadn’t gotten far. Some even say they saw him running through the crowds towards the city square. Meaning that the likelihood of civilians being caught in the crossfire was greatly enhanced as a result. The morning at least made it so that not many were up and out, some were still getting ready, this allowed Toran a chance, a chance to catch the thief in question. His body raced through, immediately crossing away from the building and towards where the city square would be. His sword and tanto strapped on him, the chakra bonded Katana hung along his waist, while his back up weapon was proudly strung along his own back. Both of them have the red and white crest adorned along the back of the scabbard's own skin.

His arrival into the city square allowed him to try and scout out where the guy would be, his red eyes beginning to swirl in activation. He would heed the warnings that Hikari had given him, to not use those cursed 4th stage of the eyes. That he could not go blind against a foe like this, He appeared to be ready for battle, some of the folks looking on in surprise as Toran’s eyes traced through the crowds, scouting for a decent chakra signature that could be running away through the crowd. His body and head constantly twisting and turning to locate the thief and to hopefully arrest him, yet if a fight were to break out, then Toran wouldn’t mind showing off what he had been training for all of this time. He just needed to scout out where the thief was, he had to figure out where he was before the relic was lost and sold off, he could not fail at this one mission, not now. His hand grasping the handle of his blade, lying in wait for what could potentially happen next.

WC:436

Toran's Stat Page for Hunter:

Annie, the Hunter:

Hop, skip, jump.

Went a little girl with flaming pink hair. Two things were being swung back in forth in tandem with the motion that her arms would go as she’d frolic through the city square of Hoshigakure. One, was a small, stitched up and ragged looking teddy bear. The button that made its left eye was clearly only hanging on by a single thread which kept it from falling off. While the other, unbeknownst to most of the civilians who were also currently flocking the place in droves like geese during their yearly migration, was a stolen piece of art. A rather expensive looking painting from one of the museums.

Annie had taken it not too long ago from that place, being convinced by her shady friend, Tibers. The wastrel had managed to plant the seed within the little girl’s mind that she could make quite the profit off of this piece in particular. While none of the ordinary people had seemed to take note of this event occurring, there was no doubt that it hadn’t gone completely unnoticed. And, upon peering through the crowd. Suspicions would be confirmed. Seen making their way into the crowded area, was a lone shinobi from the village. Probably the person who was sent to stop her. Annie would hold the stuffed animal up to her ear, as if she was listening to what it had to say, and she’d whisper back to it ”I wanna play too, it'll be fun.”

And so, with the art piece and Tibers the teddy bear in tow, the Yuumei clan member would make herself known to the man that would be hunting her. Frolicking towards a back alley which was located directly within the vicinity of the city square, and she’d disappear down it.

WC: 298

2/10 Yuumei Stacks

OOC: Good luck, have fun!

His gaze was constantly shifting in search for the damn art piece, trying to find it through the bustling crowds of people frolicking along the city square. He felt annoyed that he seemingly had lost track of where all of those chakra signatures were, before finding one that was deeply alarming, especially given that he could now notice the artifact in the hands of a small girl holding what looked to be a sewn up teddy bear, yet the patch job was horrible. His immediate thought was to see about helping the girl's own teddy bear, yet it’s when he realized that she was the one who had the artifact. His red eyes staring in shock as she moved towards a dark alleyway. Toran already could tell one thing… She was going to lead him into a trap. His armor glowing with his very own chakra as he knew that things were about to get strange. Yet that begged the question of why a child that looked like the age of ten had stolen an artifact, especially one that was so important to at least some parts of Hoshigakure’s own history. When she disappeared into the alleyway. Toran’s hands weaved the seals of Tiger - Horse - Ram - before activating the Shadow clone jutsu. Creating one shadow clone to try and act as a decoy while he himself would sneak up above. As Toran’s clone ran after the small girl, Toran dashed to the building closest to him and away from the alleyways entrance. The buildings weren’t too big, being only about two stories tall at most, a climb he could easily complete as the clone made it’s way towards the darkened alley way. The red glow of his Sharingan illuminating through the darkness. The clone could tell through the darkness and how the fence at the end that the almost hallway like effect that the alleyway gave made it be 8 meters across. He wouldn’t ask questions, as that would lead to him potentially getting caught off guard. So instead he thought it was best to simply scare the child into giving him back the artifact in their hands.

“Kid. Hand over the artifact. Now.”

The effects of furious design would strike fear into the pink haired girl if it landed, he needed to get back the artifact no matter what. The debuff to both their chakra and speed would be completely detrimental if they wanted to escape out of here. Toran however knew one thing about himself, that he could never kill a child, as perhaps the girl simply was doing something completely stupid. The clone stayed focused on her, while Toran himself stood above the alleyway, his sharingan also active as now he waited for how the girl would react, and if she’d simply give back the artifact.
WC:451
TWC:887

Combat Info:

And so, the hunt was on.

The unabashed sound of very descript footsteps could be heard. Their pace moving rapidly against the paved surface of Hoshigakure’s city square. What delineated from the other hustle and bustle of movement produced by the surrounding civilians was that fact; it sounded just as one would sound if starting to pursue someone in a chase. Things were about to get heated.

In time with the skip of her left leg, the girl’s head would slightly tilt over the left shoulder to cast her eyes behind her, the Meigan now activated. And the way in this was done was almost mockingly obvious. As if she was clearly taunting the pursuer on the grounds that she knew they were chasing her. Low and behold, she could see the chakra signature…signatures? Of not one, but two? One was running towards little orphan Annie, but one running away drawing close to a building that was positioned 17 meters away from her current position. If the alleyway was to the north, then the person running away was going southbound, making them slightly diagonal from the other body of chakra. Those two similar ones were only 7 meters apart from one another. What made things odd though, was they both shared the same chakra signature, meaning that it was some kind of clone technique. This was all done after Annie had entered into the alleyway, but would peak out from behind the corner.

No matter…

”Found him.” She’d utter the simple phrase under her breath. Mania now in tow, the Yuumei within Tibers would proceed to act as a metaphorical devil on the shoulder for her in this second. Goading her into just turning around and starting things. Let the games begin, my child. It's daunting voice would echo. Still moving forward, now 5 meters in from the alleyway entrance, she’d whistle a few low notes. Annie’s short tune would be done in a way that was masked by the sounds of those speaking. When it’s haunting lullaby came to an end, Annie would turn in a flash, now seeing that the distance between all of them relatively maintained thus far, and let out a soaring ring of black flames from herself as the point of origin. They’d span out to 25 meters in all directions, searing anything caught within it’s path. Had the clone been hit, it would be destroyed. Had the actual shinobi got caught within the blast, he’d face both severe burns which would damage him, and the form of it’s flames would sap away at his energy. A nasty little effect given by the Yuumei.

WC: 419
TWC: 717

Battle Stuff:

The original Toran had dashed away to a further building, most of the civilians watching and even going so far as to avoid being near where they had seen his clone rush towards. The little girl had decided to peek her head out of the hallway-like entrance of the alley, only to be met with the clone of Toran right in front of her, seeing as how the clone had dashed after her the moment it was made. The girl who had shade release wouldn’t even get a chance to even react before Furious design had kicked in while she was peeking outside of the corner of the entrance. The clone's hand immediately slammed against their mouth, with the other hand grasping onto the arm that held the artifact inside of their palm. The girl must not have been expecting that Toran would have been gunning for her immediately even after the ten meters of space between them. His clone's red eyes staring against the small childs as he had her pinned for a moment, pushing the small girl up against a wall before snatching the artifact out of their hands with his strength. He wasn’t that strong, however he was at least five times stronger than what this small girl was. His clone continued to stay put, with it’s free hand that was holding the artifact placing said artifact into his shinobi pouch. Toran stared onwards as he was now twenty meters away from where they were, knowing that this was certainly something surprising that this small girl was able to steal this from someplace. He’d notify someone from the crowd to go look for the authorities as he watched on, his clone still holding the girl in place while keeping his one hand on her mouth, and his other hand was free just in case she had decided to try something.

“Someone’s gotta show up soon, hopefully things don’t take that long as the Uchiha would be on the lookout if his clone had been caught in anything. As he knew he would then join the fight with his clone in order to knock some sense into the girl, still hopeful that he wouldn’t have to kill her. He didn’t want to kill a child that didn’t seem to know any better.

WC:382
TWC:1269

Battle Info:

And, before she could really react…there was a hand now pressing against the youngster’s mouth basically within the same instance that she stuck her head out. Annie was now face to face with the shinobi, or shinobis that had been hunting her. But no matter. While it was no small feat to be able to pull a fast maneuver on her, she could pull faster. Within the moment of being grasped, right before she could be pressed up against the wall, she’d utilize the distance advantage granted being right next to the clone. This would be done by activating both her Fire Style: Invigoration and Temporary Paralysis simultaneously. It was practically impossible for the man to be able to escape since they were grabbing onto one another, thus the aura transfers over, essentially immediately. All the while, playfully saying ”My turn!” And with the hand that wasn’t still being gripped, she’d punch the hunter and then…poof! It was a clone!

Her Meigan eyes would begin to dash around, making sure to look in every possible direction as to where the real person could be approaching from. This information wasn’t “known fully” known within the moment, but, since this all happened so fast, the real Toran would most likely be about 7 meters away upon the rooftop. Based on the fact that the clone only had 10 meters to move to get to the location, whereas the caster had to move 17 and climb in that same amount of time. And “known fully” is something used relatively loosely. It’s not something that is ever made clear of, but determining things based on a few factors, someone can come to the conclusion as to where the person chasing after Annie will most likely show up.

Keeping her eyes to the sky specifically, Annie had come to the thought that they’d be traversing from above. A height advantage/element of surprise type of situation. So, while keeping her head cocked in the direction of those nearby buildings, the small kunoichi would take off back out of the alleyway in a sprint while forming two handseals, dropping the items in which she was previously holding. Three demonic looking heads made of fire chakra would be formed floating near the child of the Inner Flame. When she’d get to a point to where she could see the shinobi moving towards the alleyway on the one rooftop, or standing at the edge of it, she’d launch one of said heads within the lad’s direction. It would then fly 20 meters to get to a spot that was 5 meters above the Genin’s head, before exploding in a release of fire. If he hadn’t managed to dodge in time, the flames would burn him causing damage.

WC: 458
TWC: 1175

Combat Stuff:

The clone was able to see the sudden spreading out of the girl's chakra as he was stuck in place by the paralysis effects of the jutsu. However the original Toran also was able to see this while being seven meters away, immediately activating his own enhancer of Sharingan: Limitation Removal. His eyes glowing a bright pinkish color, spinning in the sunlit morning before running along the building in the blink of an eye, immediately crossing 3 meters from his original location while in one hand, he was weaving the hand seals for Ninjutsu amplifier, in the other, was empty for a few moments before came the second part of his plan. As with using the Ninjutsu amplifier at A-Rank. Along with immediately weaving the hand seals for the jutsu of Rajin Lightning Fans. Toran was able to create two fans, one in each hand made of almost pure electricity. As Toran rushed forward the moment that the girl had punched the clone, immediately popping it and returning the energy that Toran had used to cast it in the first place. His speed was immense, and the debuff he had given to her beforehand would prove to be crucial. As he aimed the fan in his right hand to smack down. An overhead swing aimed right at her shoulder. The crackle of electricity possibly alerting the child that he was coming, and that he wasn’t going to hold back if she was able to seemingly punch a clone with her hand and pop it.

If the girl was hit by the electrified fan, she’d feel the paralysis begin to kick in almost immediately as she’d most likely be stood in place. Toran was hopeful that the attack would be able to land in time, as he was up close and personal, he was half a meter close to her, the fan crackling around his hand as he came down to land the blow that would paralyze her, and hopefully subdue her enough for the authorities to arrive and arrest the girl. The artifact was still in her hand as he was hoping that she couldn’t react in time to the attack. The only way she could really go since she was inside of a 3/4th meter wide corridor of an alleyway. His pink sharingan flowed downwards with the aimed slash.

WC:391
TWC:1660

Combat Info:

Crackle, crackle

An uproar of lightning could be heard skittering on high. It’s snapping bursts cracking through the breeze like a whip when it snaps. Looking upwards, the rusty hue of piercing orange eyes would see a man…falling down. Not just any man. It was the man behind the clone; behind being used in the metaphorical sense here. Literally, he wasn’t positioned behind the clone after it had popped, but rather he was the one who had casted it, seeing as the looks between the two were identical. Nonetheless though, Annie would see an opening present itself to injure the would-be attacker.

While he’d be falling down, the playful child would throw up the stuffed bear and the painting. Now with her hands free, they’d form some handseals, mixed with whistling a few notes. It was time for the fun to begin. After these sets were completed within a second from one another, a black dragon made of a corrupted looking chakra would roar outwards in a spiraling motion. It’s body outstretching from the hand of the Yuumei kunoichi, with the tail wrapping around her right wrist. The dragon would come crashing through the teddy bear, ripping and sundering it’s tainted brown fur in the process. Then it would continue along it’s path towards the Uchiha, going to whatever length it would need to in order to first bite through the fan in his hand, and then using said upward momentum to coil around Toran’s body.

This part was merely meant to restrain the Hoshi nin, as well as sap away part of their energy in a multitude of ways from the Yuumei within the obsidian toned beast. Not only would he feel part of his chakra drained, but also slightly less enhanced due to the technique’s inherent effect. It would be an impossible attack to actually evade seeing as the building was shorter than the length of the dragon. And with the target essentially being helpless from the undeniable, pressing weight of gravity, the only way to avoid this was hoping that they could clash with a technique of a higher power. Finally, if they did get bound in place, Annie would finish with two quick whistles, creating three oni heads which would float within a meter of herself. One would fly upwards, upon coming into 2 meters within Toran, subsequently exploding in a reversion to it’s original form; fire chakra. This would cause severe burns across his body, damaging him in the process.

WC: 389
TWC: 1564

Battle Stuff:

It seems that Toran was in a pretty big pickle as of right now, he had seemingly fallen off of the side of the building, however it wasn’t all lost, throwing his left fan of electricity in an arc motion, almost like a boomerang. The fan curving around at a 3 meter curve, aiming to strike the girl on her left side. The fan was out of the way before Toran weaved the hand seals as fast as he could before immediately drawing the Tanto from it’s sheath on his back, slamming it into the wall in order to brace himself, his soles lighting up with chakra as he immediately was able to connect himself towards the front facing side of the 5 meter tall building. Toran was half way down the side of the mostly square building.  immediately facing the alleyway that the Kunoichi was coming from, he understood that now it was the time to get serious, he couldn’t hold back anymore… This girl was a danger to the people that were evacuating the place… He wanted to do this peacefully, however his hand was forced in those very moments. Sharingan brightly shining pink while he stood on the side of the building… Just as the girl had thrown her teddy bear up into the air. His eyes widened for a moment… She had combined the tune of whistle triggers with that of her own hand seals… A feat of that which was impressive even for the young Genin to do. However… He had one trick left up his sleeve.

“I apologize Hikari… I’m gonna have to use it….” Toran’s mind flashed at the women who had scolded him, telling him to never activate those eyes of his… However, Toran was going to have to break his promise as the dragon ripped through the girl's teddy bear, allowing him to steel himself for the coming pain about to happen towards his eyes. Blackened Tomoe formed together to create 8 inky curved wings on the Uchiha’s eyes. Toran was about 6.5 meters away from the girl, before suddenly, a blackened flame appeared right on the dragon’s forehead, eating away at it before the beast could even so much as touch Toran or the fan held tight in his remaining hand. Blood gushed out of Toran’s eye as the Amatarasu was then controlled, changing shape as rapid spikes of various lengths and sizes eat around the  dragon's head. Making sure that all of them were aimed at the dragon’s own head and body. Almost as if it was an infectious decay of blackened flames. Stopping the dragon from even so much as coiling around him. His lightning fan would have hit its mark true if she was distracted. With a strength and power of 140 due to the Ninjutsu amplifier. His flames of Amaterasu rained down from the remnants of the technique. Toran’s eyes burning with the sensation of hatred, he channeled that hatred into a given form, as the boy was clung to the side of the building due to his chakra walking ability. he had hoped that the fan would have hit her  in time while the girl was too busy thinking that her technique had gone off without a hitch, or the surprise that her technique had failed. Whatever the case was, would adjust his grip on his Tanto before throwing it directly at her stomach. His Mangekyo sharingan allows for Pinpoint accuracy across the board with its own visual prowess. Aiming to run the girl through with his own thrown projectile that was moving at a speed of 120 speed with a total power of 130.

The tears of blood dripped off of his face, as he was fully confident he could deal with whatever she had left in store for him.

WC:651
TWC:2211

Combat Info!:

It would seem as if the man she was facing was rather resourceful. As he was falling, the fan of electricity within his hand would be thrown in an arc motion, but even with her speed currently debuffed still; she was able to easily dodge by ceasing her original handseals  and moving forward, slightly to the right seeing as the attack was coming from towards the left. All to get within 4.9 meters of Toran. During this dash, it would be seen that the guy had managed to halt his fall by plunging a tanto into the side of the building in tandem with the surface walking technique. A basic one, but a basic one which could come in handy from time to time.

Annie’s actions were timed in a way that while she was running, with both the usage of regular old hand seals and her molding chakra through whistle trigger, an amplified burst of dark, purple flames would spiral outwards. Roaring, rearing, turning, and tilting; this fire appeared ravenous, hungry, and devouring. It would reach to a total of 5 meters on all sides of the thief, which was the reason in which her dodge had included closing the distance on the shinobi. It would burn the lad sapping his energy in the process, and also simultaneously destroying the Tanto since it’s power surpassed the health of the weapon. Had his actions not changed, Toran’s cast of Amaterasu wouldn’t go off for some reason which was unknown to Annie. This was another added benefit of now being within 5 meters of him, the man’s own black flame couldn’t be used in defense since Annie would be so close to where it would spawn in. With the Tanto being destroyed in theory, there wouldn’t be a sword thrown either.

Annie would take this second to now go on the defensive instead. Waiting to see how exactly the opponent would react in this situation, to better layout the plan of launching an assault to finish things off.

WC: 337
TWC: 1921

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