Thor's Return

"NURSEE JENNYYYY', Is what you could hear coming from room 202. It was none other than Thor Senju, the jounin who had been bedridden for so long he couldnt even remember the last time he had the opportunity to go out and run through the trees or fel the breeze through his hair. He had been battling a disease for a long time now and he had finally had been told the good news that he had been waiting forever to hear, Hes been cured. It was a very confusing time for him because at first he was told he would never have the opportunity to be a shinobi again but with how fast technology is advancing they were finally able to come up with a cure for him. After a few moments of waiting you would hear a quick knock before a tall beautiful women would walk through the door. "What now Thor? You better enjoy your final day of getting on me and my college's nerves because after today your ass will be back into the real world, I hope you're not scared because alot of things have changed since the last time you been out in the shinobi world so i hope youre read", Nurse Jenny would say with a smile. She genuinely enjoyed Thor even though he was a needy ass hole most of the time.

"Well This is no way to treat someone's last day here after being stuck in this place for so long, I was expecting a nice meal but you guys still bringing me this crap. I thought we were closer than that, and you know ill miss you guys as well. I never had better targets to play my pranks on or just get a good laugh out of and dont worry about me im a jounin remember. For someone like me getting back into the swing of things should be easy or atleast I hope it will be, buutttt before you go do me one favor and just look up", as he finished his sentence he would cut a small wire that was next to him release a bunch of the realest looking fake spiders and snakes he could have delivered all over the nurse. He had been in the hospital so long he couldnt help but learn everyone fears and dislikes, so that when its time to plan the perfect prank he would know exactly what he would need. So when he finally got the oppertunity to hear the nurse scream in fear and disgust it was like music to his ears.

It had been so long since he had the strength to set up something like this but with him slowley regaining his strength, this felt like the perfect way to get back to his old ways. With the nurse now gone he was left alone in his room with his thoughts and realized what the nurse had said earlier was right , it had been a long time since he was out in the real world and to be honest he was slightly nervous. He knew he was going to have a long road ahead of him if he ever wanted to get back to his full potential and now he has the perfect oppertunity to train untill his heart is content. He would stay there laying in the bed thinking about what he was going to do once he was handed his discharge papers and allowed to leave the hosptial, he hoped his apartment isnt to dusty because the last time he was there was months and months ago.

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Twelve hours ago, in room 203..

03:00 A.M.

"Please... If you can hear me... End my suffering.." An old man with no eyes and no tongue laid helplessly on a hospital bed. The tube connected to the back of his hand supplied him with intravenous fluids, and the tube peaking out from under his blanket removed the excess waste he produced. The nurse was missing, and the old man was the only person in the room but he could feel a presence on his shoulder, like talons digging into his skin over the bandages wrapped around him. His desperate plea escaped his blue, chapped lips as an incoherent wail before he sobbed, then coughed, then choked. He could barely twitch the tip of his index finger when he tried to lift it to scratch the itch he felt on his shoulder. He could not see the large, silent raven perched on it in the dark, moonlit room.

It wasn't long after he uttered out his prayer, that he began to have a vivid dream. He saw himself from a peculiar vantage point, about the level of the top of his right ear. He could see his pale blue skin freckled with wrinkles, and his rotten yellow teeth peaking out from his maimed lips. His wrapped up body appeared exactly like a mummified corpse that he once found in a coffin in the arid sandy deserts surrounding the Hidden Sand village. His bandages reeked of the blood that he leaked from his deep gaping wounds. He was tortured and maimed by bandits on his journey back to the Hidden Cloud from that very site, and he was convinced that it was a curse placed on his for desecrating that very tomb. Try as they might, the very talented doctors at Ichigo Sato Institute of Medicine could not close his wounds or regrow his lost limbs, eyes or tongue. He felt as though the years he had spent on his hospital bed had been far more torturous, and seeing his sorry state all but confirmed it.

"Go towards the darkness. Seek absolution in the God of Death, for death is the Great Equalizer." He heard a loud booming voice, but it was not coming from the room around him. Instead he could hear it ringing in his very skull. Now he could feel the talon on his shoulder, and he could also feel his shoulder under his own grip at the same time. He could feel something in his mouth, a blobby slime that was soft and stiff at the same time. An eldritch beast spat out in front of him, appearing out of the ether and dropping down onto his chest as a glob of slime. He watched in disbelief as the slime twisted and contorted, throbbing as it morphed into a familiar arm with two missing fingers. His eyes could oddly zoom into the very fingerprints on the hand of the arm one foot in front of him even in the dimly lit room, and he saw that it was indistinguishable from his own hand. But his hand was right in front of him, still attached to his body. "Do it. Will yourself to move your arm." He heard the same voice again, but this time as a whisper in his ears.

After a moment of silence, he began to strain every muscle on his face, frowning and wincing as he groaned and grunted with his teeth grinding in his disfigured, drooling mouth. In his head, he could hear the whispers turn into chuckles, then loud sinister laughs ringing over the sound of his groans. The arm was moving however, wriggling forward until its hand grabbed a hold of the plug connecting the chakra powered intensive care unit to its power source. In a violent jerk, the machine turned off and the voices stopped, it was silent and empty.

03:00 P.M.

Death is a mercy. Saturn whistled as he walked through the halls of the hospital. He was in a good mood. Although he was no medical specialist, his abilities were useful in the mental health department. When he volunteered at the hospital, he could help patients with amnesia regain their lost memories and restrain patients with violent tendencies without causing them harm. One time a scientist gave him a pill and turned him into a weird winged creature which he did not appreciate. Ever since then, he had somewhat of a weird attachment to the hospital and found himself volunteering more often.

It was on these occasions that he would hear about and find cases of ill patients with no hope of leading better lives. Sometimes, all they needed was just a little push.

"The forensics team confirmed it. He took his own life. It was his fingerprints on the plug and there were no signs of foul play. It's unbelievable, he couldn't even move his finger all this time.."

Saturn heard the voice of a nurse as he passed the reception desk, pushing along a trolley containing rations for the patients in the second floor. He stopped and turned towards the sobbing black haired nurse in her light cyan uniform. "Are you talking about Genji-san? No way... That's terrible.." He said, placing his hands on her shoulder. "There, there, Tenten, don't cry, you know that makes me sad. I'm sure he's in a better place now, and we all know he deserves the rest. If his handprint was on the plug I'm sure he just did it himself to put an end to his suffering. He wasn't in the condition to state his will to us." He consoled her for a while, and then began to push the trolly down the hall again.

My name is Saturn Sentobi, and my nindo is to kill as many people as I can without getting into trouble with the Raikage. The voice in his head was smooth and confident. He skipped past room 203 and stopped at room 202 and knocked on the door.

"Sir, your lunch!"

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WC: 1008

Thor had been sitting by the window for some time now, he couldnt help but enjoy the view he had from his hospital window but that wasent the only thing that had caught his interest. Just outside his window there was a deformed-looking bird who clearly had been the recipient of some kind of fire and now looked horrid. "poor poor animal you look like shit", he said with a slight chuckle before continuing his thought." Im honestly surprised someone hasent felt pity for you and took you in but i guess fate had other plans for you, but no worry im here to save you from any more disgrace", Thor would say with a smile. Normally he wouldn't have given any fucks about the bird but with nothing else to do, he saw no harm in having a little fun. The bird had recluded to its nest for the day and had been in perfect view of thor, all he needed now was something sharp and with Bieng in the hospital, he was sure there was something in here he could use.

He began looking around the room, opening various draws to see if there was anything in there that would be of good use to him and not to long into his search he hit the jackpot. In one of the Draws, he was able to come across a couple of scalpels and some other medical tools, that he had no idea what their uses would be for. He quickly grabbed the three scalpels and walked calmly over to the window and opened it. As he gazed over at the bird it would appear that it had fallen asleep in its nest peacefully, which for a moment caused Thor to feel just a tad bit of excitement to finally see some blood. With a large grin he would take the sharp edge off of one of the scalpels and add it onto another, forming a double edge scalpel." May your next life be better than this one", He would say as he threw the scale towards the bird as if it was a shuriken, in hopes to take the animals head clean off. He would watch as the scalpel quickly made its way to the bird and as he had hoped took its head clean off, causing blood to sprout out of its body like a mini water fountain.

"Fuck yea , ah that felt good man even though that was a little sick of me to do",he would say ending his thought with a chuckle. Seconds later he would hear a knock on the door and a man would open it bringing him his lunch. Thor wasn't sure if the man would notice the small birds performance just outside the window but even if he did Thor wouldn't care, he would just deny it if they made a big deal of it. "Yeah thank bro, you can just throw it down on the table", he would say as he would turn around to face the man. He still had the two scalpels in his hand and seemingly forgot to close all the draws he had opened earlier, but he didn't care. Thor knew he was about to leave the hospital so he didnt see no need in having to place nice with them anymore, now he could be who he truely was. "Ive seen you before or better yet, your voice", Thor would say placing his free hand on his chin, there was something about that voice that sounded familiar.

"Last night as i was doing my rounds to see who would be my final victim before i leave here i peeked into the room next door and saw a bird and what looked like an arm, I'm not one to get into other people's business because clearly someone wanted him gone but the voice that i heard. It was you wasn't it ", Thor would say in a more serious tone. He didnt care that a man was murdered what did bother him was that he didnt know who this mans next target could be and in Thor's current condition he wouldnt be in the best position to defend himself. He would stand there and await the man's response but would take a quick peek over to the window and see the leaves all around where the bird was at covered in a nice coat of blood.

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"Your eggs and bacon, Mr. Thor Senju." Saturn spoke, stepping inside and placing the shinobi's meal on the table. His calm voice had a tinge of disgust when uttering the name of the healed shinobi's clan. The man's full name had been printed on a label on his bed the whole time he was ill and Saturn had seen it many times when he volunteered in the past. He would now be no more than 5 meters from the bedridden Senju and his scalpels. His senses tensed up when the Jounin made mention of doing rounds the night prior, and his eyes widened even more when he was asked about it. Impossible! Is this the power of a Jounin? The fortuneteller questioned in his mind. He had heard from the nurses that this man was a high ranked shinobi but he didn't fully believe them. Regardless, he had never killed a jounin before. He closed the door behind him and cursed under his breath.

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Drats! By the big bearded balls of Raijin! I just got off the hook with the Raikage and I'm about to be put back in prison all because some sick cripple decided to snoop around the hospital instead of staying in bed! He gritted his teeth as he contemplated his choices. Being a crafty and quick-witted shinobi, he quickly conjured up some some choices that he could opt for in his difficult circumstances.

The first option was to possess Thor's mind using Mind Body Switch Technique and make him jump off of the open window behind him. Saturn could claim that it was an open and shut case - but it was unlikely. The Jounin was supposed to be released today and he would have little reason to take his own life. Furthermore, two suicide cases in adjacent rooms in consecutive nights would be a statistical anomaly. It was a bad option, and Saturn quickly ruled it out.

The second option was more drastic, but would be easier to pull off. The metal armed shinobi would somehow have to dispose of the Jounin without leaving a trace of a struggle. He could blame some of the clutter on the prankster's antics, but leaving behind too much evidence could be suspicious. If he could manage that, he could then make his octopus familiar perfectly take the form of Thor Senju permanently, or at least until the Jashinist could fake the Jounin's death. The Senju did not seem to have had any visitors during his stay, at least Saturn had never seen any.

Then there was the problem of Saturn having a personal dislike for all Senjus. It was the first time that he was seeing one awake since he left Konoha on that fateful night many years ago. He had intended to dispose of Thor anyway, but had believed that the man who had been there for years would have a longer sentence on his hospital bed. He thought he had more time. He was also conflicted, as he wanted to see the woodbender awake as well, to see what he was like before he acted on his sadistic impulsions.

From this distance, Saturn could passively sense the likes and dislikes of Thor using his Sixth Senses skill. Strong fighters. Chaos. Toying with opponents. Jokes. Sake. Perhaps they weren't all too different, except for the fact that Saturn did not particularly enjoy toying around with his opponents. Killjoys. Weaklings. Death. Stupidity. Suicide. Their similarities almost ended with their appreciation for Sake. On the contrary to Thor, Saturn was of the belief that death was the best thing ever. So much so that he saw it as the most righteous gift that can be bestowed upon any being with life. He made it his life purpose to live as long as he could himself so that he could grant death to those whose time had expired. Perhaps Thor's time in the Sun was coming to an end as well.

There was a third option. He could challenge the Senju to a duel, and end him there before he could speak another word of what he had seen to anyone else. It was his right as a Kumon Genin to challenge a higher ranked shinobi for their rank.  It would be too suspicious to challenge him immediately however. Instead, he would choose to get to know the man a little longer first.

"An arm and a bird? Your last victim? That sounds bizarre, Mr. Thor Senju. I just got back from my hike to Dragon's Ravine this morning. It's where I got my metal arm fixed. Did you forget to take your pills?"

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Using Sixth Sense Skill
HP: 300/300
Sichelmond (Armor): 150/150
Mano De Plata (Right Arm): 150/150

AP: 1250/1250
WC: 761
TWC: 1769

A smirk would run across the Jounin's face as he watched the man place his food on the table, the more he heard his voice the more he was sure that he was right and this guy had something to do with whatever took place last night but now it left Thor with a serious choice to make. He could confront this guy and try to play the hero role or he could continue to mind his business because honestly, Thor could care less about what reasons he had to take the man's life but what did interest him was his ability to stay calm under such accusations. Most people would do a little bit more to plead their innocence especially when it came to the murder of someone but this man seemed to relax. Thor would take a seat at the window and look over at the hospital food with disgust, he never enjoyed eating the food here and was excited to finally be able to go out and get a real meal one that he enjoyed and picked out for himself, not some slob they just threw together for every sick or dumb individual stuck in the hospital.

He would listen as this man calmly deny the allegation and made reference to the medicine the hospital was giving him during his stay. Thor knew he accusations were bold but if there was one thing he was sure of was that this man was the killer in some way, he had been off the medicine now for a couple of days and was able to think and process things properly. "Look I can care less if you killed him or not sooner or later his time was coming anyway, even though if it was me i probably would of had more fun in listening to him beg for his life before i watch the life fade away from his eyes", Thor would say as he would stand up and walk over to grab a piece of bacon. He was now standing a meter away from him and would look at the man in his face," So dont worry friend whether you wanna admit it to me or not ya secret safe here, just next time invite me in on some of the fun okay?'', he would say with a smile as he took a bite of the bacon and returned to his seat.

"God this shit sucks , just a few more hours and ill be out this hell hole", he would think to himself as he awaited the mans response.

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WC: 436
TWC: 2205

"Very well, Mr. Thor. I shall take my leave." Saturn heeded the Jounin's silence and decided to be more cautious about provoking him further, since this type of behavior had already cost him.

[exit]

WC: 33
TWC: 2238

Claims:

Approved