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Ronin and Monster waited the whole day for this. It was a merchant with his cart full of goods on the route to Kirigakure, a random chosen target by the two Anbus, but a good looking target for thugs. “You really think, they’re going to ambush this one?” Monster asked doubtful. During the last two days they have been in this area, they watched several people getting ambushed by different groups of thugs, who went all after the same pattern: robbing, threatening without causing any harm to the victim. It was never the same group twice and every time, the last thing the robbed person got to hear was that he has to tell others, what just happened to him.
Even though many were threatened like this in the past, some of them still remembered, to whom they are supposed to serve and obey, no matter who tries to convince them of something else.
Ronin kept his eyes on the merchant, while the shark’s ears were focused on their surroundings. By enhancing his hearing sense via the usage of Raiton, his pointy ears got highly sensitive to nearby sounds and in combination with his natural ability of sensing other people’s bio electricity, Ronin was a perfect sensor-type and excellent Hunt-nin.
“They’re here.” He said with a look at Monster, asking for their numbers. “Six.” Monster grinned behind his mask, fingertips playing with the handle of his katana. At least one of them had to be left alive, the rest could get killed. Monster gritted his sharp teeth, licking his lips while a warm shiver went through his body, waiting for Ronin’s order to take action. The merchant on the street however, knew nothing about the movements around him and what was about to happen in the next minutes. He heard the rumors about the robberies along the streets to Kirigakure, but he was too eager with the thought of selling his goods instead of paying attention to these warnings. Already counting the Ryo he imagined to make then, he didn’t notice the two thugs jumping out of the bushes, blades drawn and standing in front of him until it was too late.
“Sucks to be you, doesn’t it?” The thug asked with a smug grin, aiming with his blade at the merchant, who froze on the ground, not moving an inch.
“Taichou?” “Not yet. Their leader hasn’t showed up yet.” Monster sighed frustrated as he looked at the thugs. He could kill them without being afraid of getting countered by one of them, all he needed to do was to make two perfectly aimed cuts and everything would be over. But like Ronin said, now wasn’t the time for this. Monster wanted to kill them, make them bleed and cover his blade with their blood, feeling the heat of the moment they would make their last breath was pure satisfaction for the Anbu.
Frowning and with his back against his cart, the merchant got even more panic when four other thugs came out of nowhere with their blades drawn and the same devious smile on their faces. “Stay away from me!” He screamed loud, even louder once they got closer to him. One of the thugs kept the others on a distance as he moved closer to the frightened merchant. “You are on your way to Kirigakure, right?” At first, the merchant gulped, not answering the question but nodded when a blade was close to his neck. “You should know that this is forbidden. But it seems that you need a….proper lesson.”
That was the leader, Ronin sensed that his body’s energy felt stronger than those from the others, so he formed a seal with his hands. Ox, Snake, Ram. “Kirigakure no Jutsu.” Mist began to spread across the area, surprised the merchant as well as the thugs, while Ronin and Monster simply disappeared.
“Remember: one of them has to survive.” “Thanks for reminding me, Taichou.”
Every thug prepared himself for what was about to come, but none of them was able to foresee the blade, which slashed one of them with a single strike straight down the neck. While this first victim screamed and fell down, the next one was dealt with in almost the same breath, unable to defend himself against the monster, that tore through his throat with nothing else than brute strength. Enjoying the bloodshed and brutality, Monster gripped his blade even stronger as he got to the next blinded victim. His superior strength was his greatest advantage in battle, not caring for making this aesthetic like Ronin sometimes. All that Monster wanted was to see blood, smell blood, feel blood running from his blade over his fingers while he killed his enemies. Blood’s scent filled his nostrils, made him boil with greed for more. Trained as Anbu, Monster was more the brute killer then the silent assassin compared to Ronin, who kept himself in the background, not wanting to get between Monster’s work and especially, not his blade. All he did was keeping his masked eyes on the merchant with a single thug next to him, what underlined his assumption, that this was their leader.
As Monster was done with the last thug, he was allowed to kill, the shark giggled highly pleased and looked at his blade. It was covered in blood, dripping on the ground. Still inside the mist, he could see the last surviving thug taking the merchant as hostage, his blade right on his throat. “I will kill him!” He threatened screaming into the mist, flinched as he heard a laugh. “I don’t care about him. I am ordered to bring back one of the thugs attacking our supply lines to Kirigakure, not rescuing a merchant.” Just as Monster finished, a blade appeared next to the thug’s throat, cold metal touching his carotid artery. “You can kill him right here, right now.” Ronin said cold blooded, sensing the merchant’s fear and heartbeat. He couldn’t see anything through the thick mist, but could literally feel how someone was standing right in front of him, not caring that he could get killed any second.
“If I let him go, will you spare my live?” The thug negotiated with the unseen enemy, swallowing his fear as he tried to keep his façade. “As we said: we don’t care, what would happen to this merchant. You can kill him, but then, I would either kill you in return or let you alive and take you to Kirigakure. Nevertheless, it is your choice how and when your miserable life ends.” Ronin explained to him, shifting his blade a little bit, already cutting the other’s skin.
What seemed as an attempt of turning himself in, turned into an attempt of freeing himself out of this situation as the thug shoved the merchant away from him to attack the owner of the blade at his neck. He was about to swing his blade as Ronin dodged it and punched him in the face, forcing him down to the ground. All that was heard was the guttural sound coming out of the thug’s mouth before he laid there, consciousness and not moving.
Monster cleaned his katana while Ronin prepared the thug for transport. “Are we done here, Ronin?” Monster asked the older Anbu then, looking around to check if everybody was dead. “Yes we are. Take care of the bodies; I’ll go forward with the captive.” Ronin ordered, brought the gagged and tied thug on his back while Monster brought the bodies together and placed paper bombs on each of them.
“W-what about me?!” The merchant asked them, still shocked from what just happened. He was attacked and saved in less than twenty minutes. And now, he stood between two masked persons, one of them killed five persons without taking a sweat and also with great pleasure. Like….a monster. “You? You were just the bait. Your use in this mission is over.” Ronin explained to him. “Meaning?” “That you’re free to go. I assume that you were on your way to Kirigakure?” “I am-“ “Pleased to say that you will continue your journey and sell your goods to the people of the Mist.” The merchant gulped, nodded with a look at his saviors, who disappeared in the remains of the fog as soon as the bombs began to burn and set the pile of corpses on fire.
„Report, Ronin.“ Fuguki ordered the kneeling Anbu infront of him. He just returned from a recon mission along the outer circuits of the nation to find out, who was responsible for a series of raids in that region. Ronin raised his head to the swordsman, who has been accompanied by two other high ranked Anbus. “I wasn’t able to pin point a clear face behind these raids, yet I was able to find some evidence about the backers.” Fuguki’s face remained silent, waiting for what his subordinate had to say.
“None of the raids I witnessed on my mission, was after a random picked target. They were all after merchants or farmers, who were about to travel to Kirigakure.”
One of the Anbus, a tall male with a blue-marked mask asked Ronin, if he suggests a system behind this, like they’re trying to inflict an economical damage to Kirigakure as well as mentioning, that reports like his overlapped with those of over Anbus, who had similar missions. “If you ask for my personal opinion, that yes, there is a system behind these raids.” Ronin answers clearly.
“Fuguki, what do you think about this?” The other Anbu asked the taller man in the middle, noticing a slight annoyance in his face. It wasn’t a secret, that there were supply problems in Kirigakure since a few months by now, yet it was never seen as a problem because at least one third of the farmer’s and merchant’s goods still reached the village. Still, if this situation keeps proceeding, the people of the village will ask questions or maybe start to rebel the leading faction, the seven swordsman of the mist. As a member of them and also with lots of connections to several merchants, legal or not, throughout the country, it was Fuguki’s responsibility to take care of this matter. That is why he took control of Kiri’s Anbu division, to ensure that not only every information reaches him, yet also so that he can take care of situations like this.
“Ronin, I will send you together with Monster to the region, you investigated. Bring me one of those who are ambushing our people and bring them back here for further interrogation.” Fuguki ordered Ronin, looking at the Anbu’s mask, who simply nodded then. “Good. You’re dismissed. Prepare for the mission and leave by the next morning. And remember: we need on survivor, alive.” Ronin gave an affirmative nod, stood up and left the office.
One hour later, in the locker room, Ronin took off his mask and put it in his locker. “I’ve hear, that we’re going to hunt again, Taichou?” He looked over to Monster, another Anbu but also Hunt-nin like himself. “Our mission is to bring one of the thugs who’re attacking our supply lines back here for interrogation, alive.” Ronin explained to Monster, who seemed to be very disappointed from the short whine he made. “Alive? That’s not what we’re supposed to, desu ne?” Monster asked as an request of confirmation from his older brother.
“Fuguki just said, that he has to be alive, Kisame.” Monster sighed, yet sounded a lot more happy than before. “That’s all I wanted to hear, Srash-taichou.”
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