(B rank Mission) I Aint Afraid

Mission

"Ahhhhh", Ciel would say as he streched. It was late in the afternoon and the sunset was looking beautiful going down behind the village. Ciel had just awoken from a peaceful nap and was almost ready to meet up with some of his fellow ninja to accomplish a interesting mission of sorts. Tonight he would be doing the job of a monk and helping those who pass on finally gain some sort of peace, unforunately some of the spirits will not seem to be as friendly as Ciel would had like but none the less he had no problem beating a ghost back into death if need be.

After getting ready he wouldnt waste to much time around his home and decided it be best to finally be the first one at a mission meeting point, maybe this time he could actually be on time for something other than when its time to eat. As he walked through the village he could see some of the more after hours places start to open , bars start to fill with friends looking for a good night out.

"What a nice life it must be of a regular person, maybe after I retire one day ill be able to not have a care in the world like non shinobi people", he would think to himself as he would enjoy seeing the happy people wander about. Making sure to stay on task and not get distracted with all the bright lights and beautiful women out during this nice night, he decided it be best to continue his travels from the roof top where there is less chances of seeing something or someone that would have him late to the meeting.

After a good 15 mins of jumping from around the village Ciel would finally arrive at the gates of the cemetary. As he looked around he would notice no one was here besides him and the dead. "Oh shit i really got here first, lets goooo", he would think to himself proudly. As he stood there gloating to himself, he could start to hear voices coming from inside the graveyard.

Not being one who is afraid of death or the dead Ciel would walk closer to the edge of the entrace and would look around to see if he could see anything but with the graveyard being so big he decided it be best to just wait for the rest of the team to show up

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Another day, another mission. Lately, that seemed to be Emilia's routine. While completing missions was a fundamental duty of any shinobi, vital for gaining experience and growing stronger, they also significantly contributed to the well-being of the village in countless ways. It wasn't that Emilia dreaded the missions themselves; she understood their importance and embraced the responsibilities they entailed. However, the repetitive nature of her recent tasks left her feeling stuck in a monotonous cycle. This lingering sense of stagnation weighed on her, and finding a way to break free from this funk had become her top priority.

”First things first - let’s go complete this mission.”

Her golden eyes scanned her house, meticulously ensuring that nothing was left behind. She moved through each room with practiced precision, her keen gaze sweeping over every surface and corner. The familiar surroundings felt comforting yet slightly stifling, a reminder of the routine she sought to break free from. Satisfied that everything was in order, she took a deep breath and stepped outside.

The sun had set over the beautiful village of Hoshigakure, casting long shadows and bathing the landscape in a serene twilight glow. The air was cool and filled with the gentle sounds of the evening, creating a tranquil atmosphere that belied the mission ahead. Emi locked the door behind her, the click of the lock echoing softly in the quiet night. She took a moment to compose herself before darting off towards her destination.

Her mission location was a cemetery, an unfamiliar place that carried an air of mystery and unease. Though she had never been there before, she had heard the eerie rumors whispered among the villagers. Tales of restless spirits and strange occurrences seemed like mere superstitions to her, but the B-rank classification of the mission indicated a legitimate and pressing reason for her presence. There was no room for doubt or hesitation.
With a slight bend of her legs, she launched herself from the empty street to the rooftops, her movements fluid and graceful. Traveling along the rooftops allowed her to move swiftly and unobstructed, avoiding the meandering paths and potential interruptions of the village streets below. The cool night air rushed past her as she leaped from roof to roof, the village stretching out beneath her like a quiet, slumbering giant.

As she approached the cemetery, a chill ran down her spine. The place was cloaked in darkness, with only the faint glow of moonlight casting eerie shadows over the gravestones. Emi landed silently at the edge of the cemetery, her senses heightened and alert. She paused for a moment, taking in the surroundings and steeling herself for whatever lay ahead. The mission was crucial, and she was determined to see it through, no matter what challenges awaited her in the depths of the night.

”Hard to believe there’s actually ghosts rummaging an old cemetery. It seems those rumors I heard long ago were true after all.

As the thought slipped past her mind - her eyes locked onto someone who had arrived to the cemetery before her. A boy who couldn’t be much older than Emi, and certainly not someone that was physically imposing. Not that she was attempting to judge a book by its cover - it was just a mere observation on her part. The young kunoichi hoped her face hadn't betrayed her thoughts. Her golden eyes shifted slightly and softened as the moments passed by. Not sure if she had met him before and since she had just walked up, Emilia figured that it would be the correct thing to introduce herself.

”I’m Emilia… genin by day, ghostbuster by night!”

It had slipped out so randomly... she wasn't sure if the joke would land or not. She wanted to laugh badly, but she held back, deciding she would only chuckle if the joke was well-received by whoever might be listening. As the milliseconds ticked by, an eerie and haunting laugh resonated from within the cemetery. The sound was unsettling, sending another wave of chills running down Emilia's spine as it echoed through the area. It felt as if the laughter was directed right at her, but the source—whether person or something else—remained unseen.

The haunting laughter seemed to linger in the air, amplifying the already eerie atmosphere of the cemetery. Emilia's heart raced as she scanned the dark surroundings, her eyes straining to pierce the shadows. She was expecting a couple more people to arrive and thought it best to wait for them before doing any actual investigating. The presence of others would provide not only additional safety but also a sense of reassurance against the unknown that lurked in the cemetery's shadows.

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Walking through the streets of Hoshigakure, Joro stopped by the post office to check to see if he had any letters come by. Sadly, he didn't. He wasn't going to allow it to ruin his day, though. He made his way to the market, leaving Stout at home to let him rest as the Stoat had seemed tired these last few days.

As he headed through the streets he noticed a messenger heading his way. The messenger told Joro that he was assigned to another B-rank mission. It was with Ciel, Youta, and a girl named Emilia. Huh, new girl, it should be fun! He thanked the messenger and started heading towards the gates of the cemetery. As he headed to the cemetery he read more about the mission. It seemed that they were going to be dealing with angry spirits.

Interesting, Joro thought to himself. He wondered why spirits had taken such an interest in the cemetery. He soon found himself walking up the cemetery gates. He saw Ciel, and the woman with him must be Emilia then. Youta late again it seems, but what's new, he laughed out loud at the thought.

"Hey, Ciel! How are you doing man? I'm doing pretty well! Haven't gotten to talk in a while, Are you excited for the Nova tournament coming up?" he would say smiling at the young Uchiha.

"And you must be Emilia, nice to meet you! Names Joro. Are you ready to hunt down some angry spirits or ghosts? What have you?" he said, smiling and chuckling a little.

Listening to Emilia's joke he would chuckle a little at the fellow Genin's enthusiasm. "Good one, Emilia. You're ready I can tell. So am I. And I'm sure Ciel is too," looking over at Ciel, again. "But we better wait for Youta. Our staring pupil, the recent Chunin of the group."

Joro would laugh a little, but he did mean it sincerely. Youta had more experience fighting than he did. More life-or-death scenarios. Joro was still young in the eyes of a seasoned shinobi. Hopefully, the Nova tournament will change that. There was an interesting sense of mystery alongside this mission considering the state of the spirits.

He would sit playing with his bracelets thinking about the new powers he had started to awaken. How his body had now morphed into a more powerful state. He could feel the attunement of nature surrounding him. How he could now manipulate plants, from the smallest succulent to the largest oak. It was all exciting and yet confusing.

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As he stood there waiting he couldn't help but wonder what would kill a ghost. He had never been in this kind of situation before and honestly had no clue how he would help play a part in this mission. From everything he had heard about ghosts over the years, he knew that physical attacks wouldn't do any good, but since he knew that he wouldn't be going in alone, the chances of this mission being a success were high.

He hadn't been waiting too long before he started to see a couple of people in the distance approaching. He hoped it wasn't a civilians coming to pay their respects to a friend or family member, since all that would do is make the job more complicated than it already was.

As the figures became clear he could tell it wasn't a civilian but a kunochi that looked extremely familiar and Joro someone who Ciel considers a good friend. She was quick to introduce herself as Emila, a name Ciel thought the name fit her perfectly. He would chuckle at her joke before responding

"Pleasure to meet you, Ciel the name. I feel like we've met before but I'm not entirely sure." He would say in response to her pleasant greeting. It brought a smile to his face knowing that there would be someone in the group with a good sense of humor but what got him going was Joro's question "Hey there bro, a pleasure teaming up with like always but hell yeah I'm ready, its been a long time since I've spared with anyone inside the village so I'm for sure looking forward to it." he would say eagerly.

He would listen as Joro would bring up Youta, Ciels teammate. "Yeah, I've heard from folks around how he, our sensei, and a couple of others got into a good fight somewhere, I'm sure I'll hear it again from him when I see him again but with that said I'm sure he won't mind if he start the mission now, if he shows up I'm sure he will find his way to us".

If everyone agreed he would take point and make his way into the cemetery.

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As the young kunoichi had joked earlier, the other individual slated for this mission had indeed arrived—Joro was his name. He offered a light chuckle in response to Emilia's remark before he introduced himself. Then, he posed a question that seemed a bit out of place and was phrased in a manner that left Emilia puzzled. She wasn't quite sure how to interpret his inquiry, finding his wording awkward and his timing unusual. As Joro stepped closer, Emilia's golden eyes swept over him, assessing his features which some might consider handsome. Notably, Joro was larger than Emilia, both taller and broader. Having evaluated Joro, Emilia shifted her focus to another boy who had started to speak, eager to understand his role in their upcoming endeavor.

”Hmm, I wonder if they know each other? Or maybe they run in the same group of people at least.” The notion firmly lodged itself in Emilia's mind as she observed the other two genin, who appeared to share some form of acquaintance. While she was mulling over their possible connection, the boy who introduced himself as Ciel spoke up. He commented on how Emilia looked familiar to him. Upon hearing his name, a spark of recognition flickered in Emilia's thoughts, and she realized that she, too, felt a sense of familiarity. This revelation intrigued her, as she tried to pinpoint where she might have encountered Ciel before, wondering if their paths had crossed in past missions or training sessions. ”Have I met him before? He does seem oddly familiar…”

Joro mentioned another name, Youta, who was supposedly joining them soon and was a teammate of Ciel's. He was described as the star pupil—a phrase Emilia interpreted to mean he was likely the strongest among the three of them. Although the notion of automatically assuming her relative weakness irked her, Emilia decided to let it pass without comment. Now was not the time to dwell on perceived slights against her capabilities.

Just as she was processing this information, another eerie howl pierced the air, echoing around the opening of the cemetery where they stood. The sound triggered a visceral reaction in Emilia; a shiver raced down her spine so forcefully that her shoulders twitched involuntarily. The chilling atmosphere of their surroundings seemed to intensify with every passing moment, reminding them of the grave nature of their mission.

The boy, Ciel, who was becoming increasingly familiar to Emilia, had assumed the role of leader and declared himself the point person for their mission. Emilia wasn't particularly concerned with the hierarchy; her main focus was on gaining experience. She was present not only because she sought to learn and grow from the mission but also because she had been assigned to participate by the village elders and the mission coordinators. These individuals were responsible for distributing assignments and ensuring that each ninja was equipped for their respective challenges. To Emilia, the opportunity to participate was a chance to prove her skills and perhaps to understand more about the dynamics of team missions.

”I have no qualms about you taking the lead, Ciel. Please have at it. Just hand out some orders and let me know what I am doing!” Emilia concluded her statement with a palpable sense of excitement, eager to discover the kinds of ominous creatures that awaited them. The young kunoichi braced herself, fully prepared to tackle any task that Ciel might assign to her. At the same time, she was ready to adapt her plans and move in unison with the group, should the other two decide to dash deeper into the cemetery and initiate action. Her readiness to respond to the unpredictable challenges underscored her commitment to the mission and her willingness to support her team, regardless of the uncertainties that lay ahead.

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Hearing Ciel respond in kind Joro turned towards him with the same amount of enthusiasm towards the upcoming fights. "Of course, always a pleasure should be a fun one. And same I spared Amikiri a little while back and a few others but nothing as truly impressive as joining the tournament to choose the next generation of Nova," he said, with a smile as he still sat playing with his bracelets.

On Ciel taking point, Joro didn't mind at all. He felt that they both could do it equally well. But he didn't mind being back up if it was to benefit the team. "I don't have a problem with it at all I think I had it last time we teamed up so it works for me. Why don't we head inside, I'm it'll be fine. Just be on our guards and ready to act quickly," he said, with a calm, serious tone as this was a higher-ranked mission even if he had done his fair share of them.

"Well, we better get going then. Don't need the ghosts causing any more trouble while we're supposed to be on the case," he said, confident of their success over the haunting ghosts.

Joro headed into the cemetery following Ceil who was running point along with Emi to the left and Joro to the right. Each spread about 2 meters from one another. The cemetery was filled with graves from former shinobi, their predecessors. It sickened Joro a tad, his fellow shinobi predecessors being haunted by a ghost. Maybe even multiple ghosts. As they headed through the cemetery, Joro kept his eyes peeled with his hands at the ready if he needed to activate any of his jutsu. As he kept approaching one certain gravestone he noticed it said, "Shilo Senju," and underneath it stated: Senju clan member, Wood Style User, Chunin. Wood Style? Wood Release must be related to Joro somehow, through some long-lost lineage. He made a note to check back in on "Shilo Senju" after the mission.

While the group of three continued threw the cemetery, Joro heard a soft lyrical sound coming from his right. Pearing over his shoulder he could see something coming up out of the ground. What he didn't know just yet. But he stood at the ready with his hands in place and his feet balanced. There was the lyric again, he stood in front of his friends, ready to defend them against whatever may approach.

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Watching Joro get pumped up over the talks of the tournament just made Ciel more excited . What he wasent expecting to hear was that he’s been getting some sparring in with other shinobi around the village , something Ciel had been slacking on . He couldn’t remember the last time he had got a good session in with another shinobi from the village .

“Oh shit Joro , that’s what I’m talking about bro . Getting them sparring session in will be just the thing to give you the advantage in your fights when the tournament comes up . I’ll be rooting for you , since I’m sure there’s going to be more than one winner.” Ciel would say with a smile . He was happy to hear and see someone as excited as he was .

He would then listen as both of his teammates would bring up him being the leader of the mission because he wanted to take point , something he definitely didn’t want . Ciel knew he had the capability to be a leader but at this stage he rather stick to just what he loved best and that was fighting . Throwing his hands up in the air with a smile “oops looks like we had a misunderstanding here , I wanted point so I could be the first to engage, while capable I just feel it’s more of a hassle. Either one of you are more than welcome to bark the orders “ he would say with a chuckle .

As he finished talking he would suddenly start to hear a lyric, growing with excitement for his first time meeting a ghost. He to would start to see the ground move but what came out of it was something he didn’t expect . It was a woman who looked to be in her early 20’s, she seemed to be a former shinobi but Ciel had never seen her before but judging how fresh her corpse looked she must of died recently. She rose from the ground holding a flute. At first Ciel was relived thinking that this women wouldn’t be to much of a problem , hoping that a little talk no jutsu would end this all soon but he couldn’t of been more further from the right.

The ghost lady would smile ominously and say “This body shall do just fine and what’s even better is I have some toys to play with “, that ghost would say. With a confused looked Ciel would respond “Toys , look lady I know it sucks being dead and all but “ before he could finish his sentence she would begin playing her flute but this time sounding immensely more beautiful , but the beauty was a disguise because as she played the ground would start to shake as the body of the dead all around them would start to quickly rise to the top of the graves . Now surrounded by skeletons he would look towards his team mates.

“This isn’t good , Emilia stop the lady . Joro you’re with me let’s put our fellow shinobi back to rest .” He would say before activating his sharingan. If everyone agree he would take off and start his slaughter of the skeleton around him.

“Even tho they can’t use Jutsu they’ll just keep coming back as long as I’m here” , the ghost would say followed by a weird evil laugh .

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