They shall remove it together

Mission Details:

Ren awoke, feeling Junko's warmth still radiating through the bed that they were sleeping on. Morning had come and gone, as evidenced by the fact that the sun in the window was already past its zenith and gaining traction towards the latter half of the day. The dimly lit interior that was Junko's room was far more dim than his own room, partly because there were rather thick curtains covering the majority of her windows. He didn't want to get up. His body fought every thought of rising from the bed, but if they didn't they would regret not doing something to help the village out today.

He didn't get out of bed just yet, he instead turned over to Junko, his beloved. Her silk-like skin glowed with it's usual luster, and he couldn't lie and say he wasn't bothered by it, as the sun wasn't the only thing that had risen that day afterall. Her hair was piled up above her head, with parts of it cascading down towards her shoulder, some even across her impeccable face. He brushed off parts of her hair, the parts that covered her face and he admired her for a while. He knew that he wanted to get something done in the village today, but he couldn't bring himself to wake her.

He took the time to analyze her face, to feel even closer to her he began to sense her very chakra. Just so he could memorize another piece of her. Her eyes were closed in a soft envelopment. Her sweet face, she seemed so at peace, and he loved every inch of her face. Her nose seemed to fit perfectly on her face and he loved it. He knew that he loved her, he didn't need to convince anyone else, except for this woman that laid there next to him.

"One day I'll prove it to you, my love." He said quietly. "I'll prove that there is nothing that you could do to push me away." He looked down her arm to her hand, gently pressing against his own. He couldn't help but smile, knowing he was with the most beautiful soul in all of this world.

His hand grasped the outside of her hand, and he felt her skin all the way up the arm. Should it wake her, then he would simply smile and tell her good morning, but if it didn't, then he would try a little harder to wake her up gently. He would brush his fingers gently up and around her shoulders and run the backs of his fingernails along Junko's beautiful neck. He would avoid the chest, as to respect that boundary, even if his own body was urging him not to.

He would lean in, smell her head, again to memorize her very scent. After he smelled her, he would kiss her forehead. Gently and barely touching her at first. Then he would kiss her temple. Every part of him wished that she would wake up and kiss him back. He begged for it in his mind. He pulled off the blanket from his side, and he would call her if she was still asleep. Grasping her shoulder faintly and tousling it front to back, letting her know that it was time to wake up. "Junko, my love. It's time to wake up, sweetheart. We have been asleep for over half the day, and I know how much you like to help this village. I was thinking we could go out together and make that happen." His voice would be barely enough to wake her if she wasn't already.

He would attempt to leave the bed, unless he was interrupted, to grab his Biwa just inside his own room. When he would return, if she was still asleep, he would play his instrument. He would play a lilting tune that would bring her to the land of consciousness as a means to rejuvenate her for the day. He would sing a song to her to soothe her morning aches, should she have any.

"The morning has come, and we have missed it
We have spent it away, and it was blissful
Your smell has brought the most magnificent of gladness
Together we shall end the world of all of its sadness
Please wake, my darling Junko
For you and me, my sweet should go
wherever the wind takes us
nothing shall break us
For as long as I have you in my life, I have everything"

He would, of course, stop if asked, but if not stopped, he would finish with an instrumental piece to bring his beloved to this realm of existence.

WC: 779

Due to the stress of travel, and the absolute exhaustion that coursed through her body Junko that night would fall into a deep slumber. In the middle of the night, she awoke to find herself in her own room, lying beside Ren. She didn’t recall going to bed the night before and remembered falling asleep with him on the couch. He must have carried her up to her room once he noticed she had fallen unconscious. Carefully she would climb overtop of him, so as to not disturb him and then would make her way to the bathroom momentarily before quickly returning. She would then climb back into bed and settle in beside him, once again placing her head and hand on his chest. Usually, she was a pretty light sleeper, while traveling she had adapted to become more aware of the things around her and to wake herself in times of potential danger. However, when sleeping with Ren she felt safe. Safe enough to let her guard down, and safe enough to sleep through the night. As they lay there, Junko would rub his chest lightly and eventually, she’d fall back asleep.

Morning came and gone and the two of them remained in bed. Ren was the first one to awaken, but at first, he refrained from waking Junko. She breathed lightly as he admired her features, and didn’t stir too much when reached out to caress her. However, Ren knew that she would be upset with herself if she remained in bed all day so he attempted to wake her up. His first attempt, though thoughtful and cute seemed not to work, instead, she would subconsciously attempt to snuggle up closer to him. As he continued to try to stir her from her slumber Junko would nearly resist anything he attempted. However, once he placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her lightly, she would seemingly start to come into consciousness. She would place her hand on his, and attempt to pull him back into bed and her embrace. However, as she was very groggy, it was easily resisted if he chose.

Regardless it seemed that Ren’s determination outweighed hers in this moment as he insisted that they at least try to do some work for the day. She would let out a groaning sound and cover her face with a pillow, indicating her dissatisfaction to the idea. Internally she knew that he was right, however, so after removing the pillow from her face she would slowly sit up in bed, only to see Ren no longer in the room. Still sitting in bed Junko would stretch her arms up into the air and let out a loud yawn, hoping to release some tension from her body. Soon Ren would enter the room once more, now with his Biwa in hand.

As he began to serenade her, Junko could feel the aches in her body relax. She was unsure if this was some sort of healing technique he had picked up somewhere, or if it was due to his relaxing aura that surrounded him. She would listen intently to him and gaze lovingly into his with her siren eyes, as she slowly gained consciousness. Before he finished, Junko would climb out of bed and make her way over to a large wooden dresser. Soon she’d pull out a similar outfit that she had previously worn on their most recent mission together. She then would walk behind a folding privacy screen, and begin to change. The outline of her body could be seen through the thin pieces of fabric, not leaving much to the imagination, but still preventing him from seeing her completely.

After changing Junko would walk out from behind the screen and ask Ren if she should wear her hair up or down, she would then go with whichever he suggested. After equipping her weapons, and various pouches Junko would make her downstairs, requesting that Ren follow her. Upon entering the kitchen, they would find 2 rather large-looking muffins, sitting on a plate, with a note beside it that simply said “Junko and Ren.” She would happily eat one of the muffins, and the other to Ren, after finishing “breakfast” they would make their way to the front door. Before they could leave, Junko noticed another note, however this one had been slipped under the doorway instead. She would quickly open and examine the letter, and Ren would watch as the normal cheery demeanor she extruded from her now changed. The air around her seemed to grow abnormally tense, and her once gentle gaze now looked like that of a predator. She’d slowly crumple the piece of paper and slightly dig her nails into the palm of her hand hoping to crush the paper with every ounce of her being.

She would quickly snap her neck to look at Ren, and seemingly to size him up. He didn’t exactly look like a killer, but from what she had seen a few days prior he was at least capable enough to handle himself. Junko's once melodic voice was now ridged, cold, and seemingly devoid of any emotion other than rage.

Very bluntly she’d say ”We need to leave now, some bandits have taken Kai, they looked to be headed towards the nearest docks where it’s believed that he, along with a few others will be taken off this island and sold off. I’ll explain more on the way”

Regardless if Ren decided to join her or not, Junko would then begin moving at her max speed (45) towards where they believed the children would be taken. If he decided to come, she would keep pace with him, not wanting to potentially outrun him. As they ran Junko would explain that she had saved Kai and his little sister only a few months ago from living on the streets. She was able to find them a happy home with one of the citizens nearby. Unlike usual Junko wouldn’t speak a word unless it was absolutely necessary, for the time being, she was focused on her task and was determined to save them.

As they approached what looked to be a poorly set up bandit camp, with an equally poor quality dock leading out into the water Junko would activate her ketsuryugan and attempt to stay out of the line of sight of any that may be patrolling the area. As they scouted out the camp, Junko noticed inside what looked to be a large tent were roughly 7-8 small humanoid shapes that she assumed to be the children. Her crimson-red, predatorial eyes narrowed as she found their target. Unfortunately, she also saw roughly 20 other figures wandering around the camp, doing different jobs and sometimes checking on the children inside. Junko's body visibly was shaking as she was now attempting to hold herself back from springing into action too quickly.

Looking at Ren, she would begin to speak quietly to him with her jaw clenched ”I appreciate your help, but while we’re fighting please stay at least 30 meters from me. If you see me getting swarmed, let them’ Her gaze softened, briefly changing back to how they were normally, as she looked into his charming eyes. Then in a faint whisper, she’d simply say ”I don’t want to hurt you, so please, just don’t come near me out there. Also, I’m sorry for what you may soon witness….”

Like a switch, Junko entered the predatorial state once more and began stealthily approaching the camp.

WC: 1274

AP (25% reduction from 100 chakra)
-13 Mature Ketsuryugan

AP remaining: 1,987

Their morning finally began with his beloved rising from the bed after looking into his eyes during his song. His heart pounded excitedly, but he didn't dare look away from her beautiful face. The lashes that framed her fierce yet loving red eyes were something that called to him and haunted him daily. He could get lost in them, often even when she wasn't present. He has drawings of them that he frequently looks at. He's colored them just so that the red that radiates from her eyes is represented by some oil paint he had found while on the island. But nothing could compare to looking upon her face in reality.

He stared at her while he sang, and during his song, she would stand and go behind a privacy screen and get undressed. He was blessed enough to have seen her body once before, even if it was for only a moment, but that moment had seared its way into his mind, never to leave again. He continued to sing and play, although he was undoubtedly more distracted than before, seeing the outline of her body through the fabric. Something got caught in his throat, causing him to cough momentarily. He would tell Junko that he was fine. He couldn't handle seeing that much of a goddess at once. He would laugh, and she would ask if she should wear her hair up or down, thinking he would say up pragmatically.

The two would wander into the kitchen, where his beloved would find a note with their names. "Oh, interesting. Although I gotta say, I like our names next to each other." He would laugh again. He took the muffin that Junko would offer him and began eating it. A few moments later, Ren, getting lost in looking at the marvel of Junko, noticed her face had a far different demeanor than usual. "What is it, sweetheart?" She spent no time; she snapped her direction toward him and told them they needed to leave right after sizing him up. He laughed internally at her sizing him up, but he agreed with no hesitation. "We will get him back, no matter what."

The two began to run at similar speeds. She was faster than he was. But he did what he could to keep up. They arrived at a makeshift bandit camp, and Junko told him to stay away 30 meters during their fight and to allow her to get swarmed. He found the request odd. She then apologized for what he would soon witness. He nodded, seeing that this was not the time for soft words. He didn't waste any time; this was going to be his chance to show her that he was not a simpleton who knew nothing about the skill of combat but that he had learned quite a bit in his time in the wilds.

He completed three sets of hand seals at once, one with his right hand, one with his left hand, and he whistled a haunting and erratic tune as he sprinted towards the bandit camp. Before he would be noticed by the bandits within, he could passively sense all of the chakra within 20 meters should they be hiding from him physically, or even if they were suppressing their chakra, he would still feel them.

He would turn invisible, but not only that, he would become completely undetectable. He saw roughly 2 dozen individuals within the bandit camp, all within 30 meters of his positioning, as it wasn't a vast bandit camp. He would finish his hand seals with his right hand and release a black sphere of pure chakra, but of course, Junko would not see it as she was not an intended target. His whistling would complete, catching the bandits' attention just enough to have them look at his black hole.

Whichever bandits would catch the gaze of the black Hole would immediately get drug towards it before going unconscious from the strain. Whoever was left, Ren would throw two projectiles with his left hand, and whatever bandit seemed to look like the leader would envision the two thrown projectiles would immediately pierce his eyes, causing him to be blinded and fall to the ground. The majority of his opponents fell by some means. He would complete the last whistle, and a steady amount of poisonous mist would pour from his body.

If Junko could hear, the bandits would begin to choke and slowly die. He saw the children who were stuck inside a beaten-up cage. The children would be safe from his techniques as they were not targets that he had chosen who needed to be hurt.

After he felt the bandits were dead, he released all his genjutsus, but not his dustless, just to be sure.  He would walk over to the cage, and he would wait for Junko to be there to open the cage's door. Should she need reassurance that he was present, he would release his dustless. But only after he was sure there was nobody else within the area that could be unfriendly.

WC: 852
TWC: 1631

AP stuff:

Dustless: 75 AP
Black Hole: 27 AP
Paralytic Sting: 27 AP
Chakra Devastation Agent: 75 AP
Poison Mist: 27 AP

Junko watched as Ren sprang into action, however soon he would be obscured from her vision. She had never seen a technique that could obscure the user from her ketsuryugan, and was slightly nervous that such a thing existed. She would wait momentarily, to see what exactly Ren had planned. She was unsure of how capable in a fight he was, so she was excited to see what he could do. Soon she watched as bodies began to hit the ground, she saw what looked to be a rather large black hole enveloping a handful of the people who seemingly were crushed into unconsciousness. She would then take a few steps forward, hoping to provide him with some backup.

While Ren was handling the thugs with ease, Junko would make her way into the tent where she could see the bodies of the children meandering around a small cage. She would use her tanto to slice open a tear in the tent, large enough to allow her to slip in. To the children she was a bit of a scary sight, however, thankfully some of them recognized her from the village and reassured the others that she was there to save them.

Soon Junko's attention would turn to the commotion outside. She could hear the sounds of various individuals seemingly being choked to death. She thought for a moment, wishing to witness what was fully going on. However for the time being she could simply see bodies dropping left and right as she peered through the thick fabric of the tent. Soon she’d ask the children to close their eyes, telling them that they were all going to play a game. After they agreed Junko would turn her body away from the children, pull out her tanto, and create a large superficial she wound. Blood dripped from the wound and landed in small pools at her feet, she winced slightly at the pain but quickly whistled the tiger, hare, serpent, and ram handseals. Quickly one blood clone would spring into existence beside her, it looked like an identical copy of Junko.

The two of them rushed to find some sort of key that would unlock the cage, thankfully the idiots had laid it near some non-official-looking paperwork. Soon the real Junko would open up the cage and upon finding Kai she would hug him in a very loving, almost motherly-like, embrace. She attempted to not get any of the blood that poured out of her arm on him, due to its infectious nature. If Ren revealed himself to Junko and the kids, she would look at him, attempting to gauge his emotional status.

After some discussion, Junko thought it best to have her clone escort the children back to their homes and that they should leave through the cut in the tent she made before, saving them from seeing the gruesome scene outside. Soon the children were ushered outside, then Junko and Ren watched as her clone led the children back to the village. A wave of relief washed over Junko as she stood there, now knowing the kids were safe she could turn her attention towards other matters. She’d now look to Ren, hoping to check up on him and see if he had been injured at all in the fight.
”Ren… are you alright? You didn’t get injured did you?”
She would attempt to hide the blood streaking down her arm by putting it behind her back, although he probably had already seen it she didn’t want him to worry.


WC:603
Total WC: 1877

AP cost (25% discount from 100 chakra)
-13  Mature Ketsuryugan
-23 Blood Clone Jutsu
1,951 AP remaining after deduction
976 AP remaining after Blood Clone creation

When Ren saw that the children were being cared for, he turned towards the bodies that were now lying on the floor. He would allow his dustless technique that was concealing his presence to go away. He couldn't think about maintaining any type of cover. If Junko was looking for Ren, she would see him slowly walking towards the bodies that lay on the ground now. Their faces were sunken in, their lungs would have nearly exploded from the weight of the poison that he forced into them.

He would begin speaking to himself, not sure how much Junko would have heard, for the first time in a while, Junko wasn't on his mind, at least not at the forefront of it. "I...I killed all of these people. No. No no no no not again." He dropped to his knees, tears streaming down his face. He slammed his fist against the ground repeatedly. He fell forward, catching himself with his fists. His breathing was panicked, he rocked himself back and forth slightly.

He pressed his hands against one of the men's chest, he put his fingers against the man's neck to check for a pulse. He would mutter prayers under his breath. "Please. please please please. Damn it!" He collapsed onto the man's body, sobbing to himself, asking for forgiveness.

WC: 220

After the children had been safely escorted out, Junko would leave the tent through the proper entrance and attempt to gauge the situation. From what she could see, Ren had handled himself quite well though it seemingly had taken a toll on him. As her eyes returned to normal she couldn’t help but wonder if he had killed like this before. A twisted part of her felt attracted more to him at this moment, she now knew he could keep her safe in troublesome times.

Seeing him kneeling beside the body of one of the pathetic thugs, Junko felt sympathetic towards Ren. She could see that he was regretting his choices, and very clearly was upset about his actions. Not wanting to get any of her blood on him, Junko wiped the wound down with a scrap of fabric she pulled from one of her pouches and wrapped the cut up tightly. Without saying a word, Junko would approach him from behind, kneel slightly, and hug him from behind. She’d wrap her arms around his neck, holding his head in a firm but comforting embrace. She’d place her mouth close to his ear as she whispered to him…

”Ren… thank you for saving them, for saving us. I don’t know how I would have handled this without you by my side and now the island is safer because of you.” Her voice had returned to its melodic nature as she attempted to softly console him. Before he could respond Junko would give him a light peck on the cheek, hoping this would ease the man's mind.

WC:269
Total WC:2146

He continued to cry softly. He wiped his tears from his face when he heard Junko's sweet voice flow through his mind, but before he could respond, he felt her move even closer to him and kiss him on the cheek. His tears had dried, and he felt his body seem to calm. He stood up and he turned around to face his beloved once again "I... I didn't even think. The children... the bandits. I just acted. I didn't mean to kill them. But you're right. They are safer. You just seemed so concerned, and I just," He looked down and saw that she had bandaged her arm.

"Oh no what happened to you!? Are you okay?" He would grab her hand and pull it closer to him. "Do you need healed? Oh I'm so sorry you got hurt!" He would bring it up to his lips and kiss it. He realized, "Oh sorry. Too far?" He would set the hand down if she requested, if not, he would hold on to it. "I'm glad your clone was able to bring the children to safety." He was trying to keep himself together, he felt the need to be strong for Junko, worried that her injury was serious.

He didn't want to have her seem that he was needing to be kept up, rather he wanted her to feel safe. He knew that seeing a man regret his decision to protect others might be a negative to others, so he decided he would feel his true feelings later, in a place that he didn't have to make it so public.

WC: 270

Junko would stand and face him once he turned around and simply would look at him with a comforting smile. She thought it was rather sweet that he was allowing her to see him in a moment of weakness, and would actually think less of him if it seemed not to bother him. She had only recently taken the lives of a handful of bandits herself and could understand the emotions raging through him. At that time she felt regretful and angry too, but was able to console herself through the thought process which she now tried to guide Ren through.  She watched as his demeanor changed from regret and anger, to concern for her. Though she wanted to focus on him, she knew he wouldn’t until he knew that Junko was alright.

”I.. I’ll be alright. I actually caused the wound myself. You see, I can harness the chakra that flows through my blood and utilize it in a variety of techniques. I promise you, I’ll be fine.”

A light blush would form across her cheeks as he kissed the back of her hand and she’d break eye contact with him, hoping he wasn’t looking at her face. She wouldn’t pull away from him and allowed him to inspect the wound if he wished, assisting him in removing the bandage if he inquired. However, she wouldn’t allow him to touch the wound, or go anywhere near any of nearly dried blood around it. She feared that it would somehow seep into his body, and cause him some sort of distress.

Once more she’d look at him with her siren eyes, the blush nearly gone from her face but still barely noticeable, and say sweetly…”I think you did the right thing if that eases your troubles. It’d be different if you had attacked unprovoked, but they decided to steal children from our community. They surely wouldn’t have listened to reason, so what else were we to do?”

Junko hoped her sweet words would help him see that he did the right thing. He protected his new home, and the people within it and she couldn’t be more proud of him. Though the techniques he used did startle her slightly, she felt closer to him than ever.

WC: 383
Total WC: 2526

Junko revealed that the wound she had on her arm was self-inflicted, a fact that shocked Ren. He didn't think anything was wrong with it, he thought it was fascinating. He racked his brain trying to think of a time or a person that would have done that, but for some reason he couldn't think of a person in his travels that had that much control over the chakra in their own blood.

"Wow that is honestly truly fascinating. Is that what your clone was made of? Truly amazing work, that. I've never heard of such a thing. See? Another thing I got to learn about you today!" Some cheer seeped back into his voice.

When he kissed the back of her hand, he looked up to Junko, who had broken eye contact and looked away as she blushed. This is the moment he fully came back to the planet, to see how much beauty could be had in such a time was truly aweinspiring. His dried tears mixed with dirt caused his face to be grimy, but he still pulled her in to an embrace.

When they detached she explained that she felt that he did the right thing, and part of him knew that she was right. There was little to no other way. But he still just couldn't shake the feeling of having killed so many people, all at once, even if they were bad people. He still felt as though they were still people.

"Alright, Junko. What did you find? Is there anything else that we should know about these people?" He knew that there was more to do, and that his slight panic was something that could be addressed another time, and he figured that Junko would rather move forward to solve the problem of these bandits. But he did love speaking with her, he could spend the entire day with her in his arms and it would be the best day of his life.

"Oh and by the way, Thank you Junko. You brought me back to the planet. Wtihout you I would be wallowing, and no one is safer that way. You really are amazing."

WC: 330

”He finds that interesting? Others have told me it was terrifying, my own mother was afraid of the things my father could do, and that’s why she hid it from me for so long.” Junko thought to herself as he wrapped her in a tight embrace.

She honestly was shocked that the grotesque nature of her abilities didn’t make him pull away from her. It was the one thing that scared her about herself, and she usually refused to allow others to see her use such abilities. However, this was a simple technique and not one that invoked terror in those who witnessed it so she feared he may not fully grasp what could happen should he find himself in the wrong place at the wrong time.

She would melt into his arms, her worries for a brief moment washed away and all she could focus on was his beating heart and steady breathing. However, she knew there was more to be done, while looking for the keys she found some documents stating that they had kidnapped a local patrol and placed them in a more secure camp deeper into the island. Junko would relay this information to Ren and informed him that she believed that the camp was their next stop.

”If you’d like to stay behind I understand. I wouldn’t want to push you any farther seeing as we’ll probably have to eliminate this camp as well. Though I’d love to have your company if you’d prefer to come along.”

If he decided to go along with her, Junko would hold out her hand to him, offering to hold his while they made their way to the larger, more reinforced camp. Junko couldn’t help but worry about him seeing the extent of her blood techniques and hoped she wouldn’t need to use them. However from what the letter she found earlier said, the camp would have roughly 50-70 people in it so for the time being she attempted to plot another way of dispatching them...

If he decided to come with her, Junko would hold out the hand he kissed and motion for him to take it. If he rejected it, she would simply walk beside him, however, if he accepted her hand they would interlock their fingers and begin making their way to the location mentioned in the letters. She would walk at a normal, but brisk pace knowing that there was no sense in tiring herself out before arriving at the camp but also not wanting to make the captured people suffer longer than necessary.

After about an hour of walking together, Junko would feel some of her strength return to her as her blood clone disappeared. Soon they grew closer and Junko could feel herself slipping back into the same predatory mode as previously. If Ren had decided to hold her hand, he could probably feel her heartbeat pumping through her veins as the chakra began to flow more viciously through her body. She would remain silent as they walked unless proved to speak by Ren, she would never ignore him after all.

Soon they would come upon a large clearing with a relatively large camp placed in the center of it. Junko once more would activate her ketsurygan and peer through any objects that may impede her from gauging the group numbers. She was able to count roughly 60 individuals walking around the facility. She also was able to find a tent that looked to be heavily guarded. Inside of the tent, she could see 4 adult-sized humans seemingly tied to some sort of post.

Junko would inform Ren of the people tied up, and ask that he attempt to rescue them while she distracted the camp. She hoped that by giving Ren this task he would stay as far from her as possible, and not witness what she was about to do. Holding her tanto in one hand, she pulled the bandage wrapped around her wound with her teeth as she looked directly into his eyes. Unfortunately due to her blood-infused chakra, the wounds that she created on her body often would heal rather quickly, so upon using her horrific techniques, she would need to hurt herself once again. A bit of her felt some pleasure behind the thought of carving herself up to save those around her.

She would give Ren a quick nod and begin walking towards the camp. She seemed to stumble a bit as the thoughts of battle raced through her mind. A wicked smile was plastered over her face as she excitedly approached. Soon shouts and yelling could be heard from the camp as they noticed Junko coming towards them. She watched their bodies move about the camp, preparing themselves for what was coming. Junko knew they could prepare all they wanted, and it still wouldn’t be enough for them to take her on.

Soon she would stop her approach and simply call out to them, asking to simply speak. After about 5 minutes nearly everyone in the camp came flooding toward her, probably about 55 people now swarmed in a circle around her. One individual who looked to be the leader of this outpost would soon approach her, staying roughly 10 meters from her. They would talk for a few moments, and Junko would drag the conversation out as long as possible hoping to give Ren more time to evacuate the prisoners.

However, if Ren instead went against her wishes and was nearby he would hear her speaking to them in a seductive voice. She’d push out her chest slightly, and shift her weight from side to side hoping to seem alluring to those who now surround her. She would talk about wanting peace and lie about coming to the camp to broker some sort of deal. Of course, those surrounding her would see her gesture as a joke, and not take her seriously in the slightest. As usual, she would give them a sultry but firm warning, asking them to stop their operations on mood. The leader shrugged off her request and made a quick movement to try and grab her tanto, which she allowed him to do.

Now within his grasp Junko would lift up her opposite arm which had the wound on it, and lick it roughly, causing the wound to open up once more. She stared into the man's eyes as the blood trickled down her arm, and wrapped itself around her elbow. Fortunately for him, and the rest of his comrades Junko’s stunning face was the last thing they would all see. While in his grasp blood began to seep from the wound and encapsulate her whole body as she activated blood dragon compression. She could feel the adrenaline pumping through her body and felt pure ecstasy as she watched the face of the smug man holding onto her turn into utter terror.
As her blood touched the ground at her feet she would activate her blood dragon invasion technique as a shockwave and a dome made of blood vapor expanded at 210 power and speed, engulfing any who were within 25 meters of her. Thankfully the idiots that surrounded her had no idea what she was capable of, so she was able to catch the majority of them with her technique. She watched as bodies began to drop like flies around her, those who didn’t die would immediately be overcome with paralysis as her infectious blood seeped into their veins and mixed with their own.

Any bandits who witnessed the blood dome and were unaffected would quickly make a retreat into a forest nearby, abandoning the camp and their companions. She’d look down at the man who now lay in front of her, and with her boot, she’d kick his corpse gently to see if he was still moving. A wicked smile would cross her face as she observed the lifeless corpse, and then coldly she’d speak out loud saying.. ”What a shame, I probably didn’t need to do this, but it surely was the most effective means of removing your pitiful life from existence. Feeling good about yourself now?” A cackle could be heard from inside of the dome.

Her attention would turn elsewhere as she gazed through the bloody mist that now enveloped her body she would look for any of the ones still standing. Those she came upon would be met by a tanto carving its way across their neck, then they too would join their fallen comrades.

WC:1449
Total WC: 3975

AP (25% reduction from 100 chakra)
Blood clone dismissed, bringing her back to 1,951 AP
-13 AP Mature Ketsuryugan
-30 AP Blood Dragon Compression A rank
-75 AP Blood Dragon Invasion

Remaining AP: 1,833