Hidden Moon Village

[Agent Code Monkey]

[size=11]Name:Jamal E.Von Lieberkuhn
Level: Lin Kuei Genin
Words=7826+1439x2=10704
CP: 4500/12.900
Voice= Hiei/Android 17

"Who the-" The captain, nor his subordinates were startled by the mysterious man's appearance. Not only did they not hear him approach but neither of them sensed his presence at all! Was it because they were so focused on the matter at hand, or that they were not at their peak condition. He did not look like any shinobi they've seen before. Given the situation the Tekkas were in, his appearance alone was intimidating. Multiple black wraps were formed across his entire skull, only covering what was needed; eyes and ears. The rest of his clothing had some sort of ceremonial theme to it; rocking very dark red and black colors with the only presence of green being seen in his belt, leg armor, his eyes, and a miniature metal atop his eyes. "Formalities can be delayed for the time being...all there is to know is that I'm an ally." he told the Tekkas, clearing up any confusion that they have conjured. If he were their adversary, he would have eliminated them long ago. And just in case they still had doubts, one of the soldiers spoke in his defense when it came to his words.

"He's right!" one of the soldiers claimed, as he was still staring towards the distance shortly after getting a good look at their new ally, and the noise that caught his attention behind. "They have spikes and they don't look like their alive at all."

"And they're moving like they don't want us alive either..." Wes added.

Brace yourselves everybody. Remember, the enemy in front of us aren't part of our squad. Our boys are off to a better place." Their leader told them, shooting a look towards Wes. As Volatile as he was at times, Wes was one of his best soldiers and he didn't want to lose him because he let his emotions cloud his judgement. The approving nod that he saw Wes gave him was one afterwards was one he trusted. The 6 men stood ready in position, seconds away from giving off the first blow towards their former peers, when suddenly the 6 men's face transitioned to one of determination to awe and confusion.

"Wha-"

"Whoa"

The mysterious Benimaru had concentrated his telekinesis on the 4 men for a few moments, before he had gathered them all in his telekinetic bind, halting all four of them in their tracks. Once he had them frozen in their tracks, he brought his other hand into the mix and slowly extended both of them outwards. The ones that were looking at the Benimaru had an idea what was coming next, if the motion of his hands were correct. What came afterwards was the sound of enormous bugs being squashed by a size 30 timberland shoe as the 4 formerly Tekkas became one giant sized corpse ball. Luckily for the Tekkas, none of the blood, or bone chips even made it on their attire. Their faces on the other hand was a different story. And just to make a statement, the corpse ball slammed into the earth with a downward flick of the Benimaru's hands.

"Uhhhh thanks." one of the Tekkas told him.

"We're not done yet..." The Benimaru pointed in the direction of the Titan, or at least the few remains of the Titan.

"What on earth?..."

"It's running like a lil b***h! I say now we try our cannons and just see how much dust we'll leave." Wes commented, feeling hyped that the three shinobi that was dealing with the titan before had ******** it up to where it wasn't even a titan anymore. All it had become now was an orb.

"No....We save our strength." The commander told his small squad, thinking a few steps ahead of Wes.

"What!? I have enough strength....more then enough to dump some cannons into that damn beach ball! And when if it comes back huh? Are we just going to sit around while we get ******** in the butt by it!?

"Wes...If our cannons, at level three didn't even faze it..."one of the survivors told him.

"Then don't you think you should look on the other side of the coin and think that maybe it won't do s**t in its true form?" Besides, We may be running into a trap if we follow it. We stay here, try to gather survivors, and go from there."

"And if it comes back?..."

"It won't..." The benimaru then ascended from the ground at a slow pace, ready to travel in pursuit of the orb. He had a feeling like something big was about to go down wherever the orb was going to take him. It didn't take him too long to "Tell the Shinobi of the Night its headed to The village of the gears if they wish to pursue it..." The mysterious Benimaru left the survivors with that message before he flew off telekinetically at a great speed, trailing right behind it.

Meanwhile...

After the Titan reverted back to its true nature, Jamal did not have anything to keep his feet on since the layers were coming off from the last blast of the sharpshooter. Seeing this, he had ran down the body of the Titan just before it would turn into an orb and from there, Jump off and land into a roll in a violent manner before he laid there, motionless. He wasn't dead, but he could feel that burning sensation in his left shoulder. Jamal had been injured from one of the pieces that flew off, making a wound that went into the dermis layer of his body. "s**t...." He struggled to get up but finally got some help from Frost, who appeared by his side after checking up on the Sharpshooter. "We gotta go after it..."

"Forget it...You're chakra levels are nearly empty. We won the battle, but for now-"

"I saw him..Ermac go after it...This may be our only chance in a while that we'll find him...If you're not going with me." He lightly pushed her off, walking in the direction towards the front of the village, where the other soldiers were. "I'm going myself then..."After a few moments of silence, Frost had finally given in and decided to let him go, in the condition that she go with him and that they at least treat his wounds. Hopefully the soldiers had something on them that could help Jamal.
(minor time skip, they meet back up blah blah balh)

It wasn't long before the three of them were heading off to hidden Gears to finish the Job. By three, it was Jamal, Frost, and a surprising new ally; Wes. "I'll take punishment later..but for now Im not taking no for an answer, so there's no point in trying to make me reconsider. So are we gonna stand here or we kicking some a**?" Jamal had agreed that the more people, the better; not to mention one of the soldiers had managed to heal Jamal's wounds via Lunar Phase technique. His shoulder injury reverted back to being at one hundred percent. Wes's commander was against it but listening to Jamal, he was convinced that if they had a chance of going to take it down it would be in the hands of the two shinobi of the Night. All that the commander asked was to bring him home. They had also told Jamal and Frost that a Benimaru was headed there as well to take it on in Hidden Gears.

"Hidden..Gears....no....WE gotta move now." The Night shinobi immediately knew that it was Ermac, and Frost knew that the power that the titan possessed was going to give hidden gears a challenge. In addition, she had family and friends there that Frost did not want to get hurt.. And luck seemed to be on their side once more as one of the boats from the docks was just coming into the village; the now broken, crumbled village. "The hell happened here?" The three of them couldn't explain much, just major details, and demanded nicely if they could head towards hidden gears, so they could get the one responsible for it. "You betcha...straddle up gals!"

And the three of them were off to Hidden Gears Village to finish the fight.

As for the sharpshooter..."We could use you help in Hidden Gears, but we're not forcing you to go with us. The more numbers the better." They would have asked for the Sharpshooters help. If she would have went with them, that would have made 5 warriors that would take the battle to the titan, and if not 4 was still a good number.

 

[Hedoro Koutai]

The four former Bakuhatsu were held in place by telekinesis before they were pulped and smashed down into the ground. Now only a formless mass of broken flesh and bone, blood had streaked the ground around them in violent splashes. Yet only a few moments later, the mass of twisted flesh began to stir. Not much, at first, little more than twitches and spasms. But eventually the entirety of the mass was shifting. Limbs that had been snapped were torn off, the extremities being replaced by more of those same spikes of crystal. Skulls partially caved-in by the impact now had been restructured, domes of crystal shoring up the gaps and sunken areas. Eventually the four would stand, now quite obviously not alive nor human, but purely in the titan's thrall.

Nor were they the only ones marked. When the shard of armor had pierced Jamal's shoulder, it had done more than simply wound him. That had been healed by the Lunar Phase technique. But that had done little to eliminate the trace particles that had been left behind by the armor shard. Traces that even now were slowly spreading along the shoulder, leaving a delicately tracery of hexagrams as it seemed to begin partitioning off his shoulder. It would take close to an hour for him to feel the first traces of numbness, the encroaching was slow but steady.  

[Drago_the_Blackrose]

Karaoke only sighed slowly. It seemed as if they had fought and won the battle. However, they did not win the war. Karaoke stood up and yawned as she needed to drink blood. Had they not heard of a break.

"Fine."

She said grimly. Working with ninjas was hard. She was so use to working alone and being by herself. She started to shine her gun slowly. As she checked to see how many bullets were left and she shrugged. It seemed as ninjas now were more military. They all fought to protect something but they didn't even try to stay hidden any more. She knew all of their secrets.. because they showed them all off.

"..."

She simply packed her thing and started to walk next to the group of four. However, it was fun. Battling. Fighting. Scars. She couldn't wait to get her hands onto this villain.  

[Agent Code Monkey]

"You don't appear to have much of a choice anyway." he told her as they got on the boat. From the attitude of the female sharpshooter, she did not appear to have the objective of saving hidden Moon on her list. Jamal couldn't blame her nor chastise her for it; neither did he. But it had seemed she had no intention on finishing off what they had started or at least, so soon anyway. In case the sniper didn't know where Jamal was getting at, he simply pointed towards the similar hexagram design located either on her left leg or her exposed toned one. The hour mark had not passed yet but surely they were connected in whatever negative properties this hexagram symbol possessed. So if Jamal would start to feel the numbness, certainly the sniper would. Add the fact that she had gotten tagged before Jamal, and her location was in her leg, and it would look like Jamal may have to save her again when her leg goes out. She would feel the full effect before Jamal, but only by minutes if anything. "We're both "it" in this sick game of tag."

Frost didn't get Jamal's last part, until she noticed he had gotten hit sometime during his assault on the titan. But how? "Jamal..."

"It must have been from one of the pieces that flew off from its exterior."

"Damn....so it made you both it's bitches?" The Hidden Moon riding shotgun in all of this was met with a "really?" stare from both of the Hidden Night Shinobi. "Sorry....all we gotta do though is kick its a** though and they'll be gone right?"

"That's what I'm betting on." Jamal replied, taking an Indian stance to rest up for the short time they had. So far he felt nothing, which meant he still had time to use his shoulder to its full capacity. The Hidden Moon shinobi known as frost on the other hand power walked in the direction of the Captain of the boat. She needed to know how much time they had until they reached Gears. Each second they weren't there meant her loved ones were at stake.

Wes had taken a seat on the boat as well, when his hands began to quickly move in the direction of his pockets that were on his vest. He was rumbling through them for a moment until he pulled out what looked like some needles and an edible piece of food that looked like a rice ball.

"Here's some food if you want it."

Jamal looked at it for a second before he took it and took a bite into it. Flavor wise it was bland but at least it was better than nothing. "And the needles?"

"Adrenaline. There was a Zombie outbreak months ago and the boys and I were up for days because of them. It was also because of these that we were able to hold them off. The shinobi of the night gave his thanks once more before taking the needles; two of them in total. "I have two more, in case you need one as well. Seems like we can't do s**t for now so we might as well rest up." he told Karaoke.

"Twenty Minutes..." Frost had came back to the group, letting them know of the time they had to rest. She had taken a seat as well with the group. "Seeing as how we're going to co-exist, name should be necessary...Frost."
"Jamal"

"Wes."

Introductions were late but as always better than never as they would be approaching Gears shortly to finish what they had started. As for the soldiers back on Hidden Moon, they began to realize that the telekinetic had only did half of the job for them. Either that or these sons of bitches had more battery power to keep ticking.

"Get ready boys...we still have work to do."
(departing to Hidden Gears.)
10704+1310=12014-11,200(night vision, shooting star gaze, second sight, nakagawa style, harmonics, chakra aura, moon shadow, lunar eclipse, celestial guard, white lightning, dragon's breath, phoenix hammer, hero's stomp, hero's fury, hero's aura, celestial crescent)=814 words