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The border of snow is a desolate wasteland, devoid of life. As you approach from miles away you can already see the vast number of ninja collected here by village. Each group is separated, but they all seem to be behaving themselves... for now.

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Leaf
Rain
Cloud
Grass
Stone
Falls
Mist

A divine wind blew that day, chasing away any fears Warui might have had. A renewed flame caught a-blaze in his heart as they cleared the tree-line. Several hundred ninja stood at the ready. Warui hadn't announced their presence but he hadn't done a great deal to conceal it- still at the ready stood the army before him.

He'd expected 20... 30 ninja at best, this was simply unreal. But despite the nature of the sight before him, he was sure it was real. Kneeling in respect to the weary three where the nations of Leaf, Rain, and Cloud. Each with their Kage at their head.

In full Hokage regalia stood Yoko at the head of her camp, a warm smile regarding the group as they exited the frigid.

Sporting the scruffy attire he'd worn in Rain, Hito stood with his Sword draped across his shoulders, defiantly standing with his legs in a wide stance.

Unadorned stood the massive Raikage, his full ugly appearance in stark contrast to his heart.

There was silence in the wastes as the display of solidarity unfolded and the full impact hit Warui.

~Gathering Storm Theme~

Warui was dumbfounded.
"Oi... Zane-kun... lots... but nothing... comes to mind...." He stammered as the Kages regarded him with a slight bow. This was Maha's thing... not his. He was just the mussel, she was the brains. How could HE lead this group? That was so ridicules he almost laughed.

But then... he did.
A small chuckle escaped his lips as it all hit him.
The failure at the academy.
The mission in Mist.
The prophecy.
The training.
The Hokage's mission.
The signatures.
The demons.
The Tengu.
The old man who'd died.
The scroll.
It all clicked in one fluid motion.

He'd come from humble origins, probably the least suited ninja in his graduating class, and he'd achieved so much. But he knew that without the people who helped him along the way he'd never had be where he was.

This was the moment the vision had been talking about, the moment where he could change the fate of the world.

Warui understood what the Hokage's vision was and why they had to return their headbands for the Alliance headbands when they started.


"Oi... guess I'm still jus' a wind chasing wind..." He muttered and placed the scroll down in the snow. Stnading up he walked out towards the Kages.

~Gathering Storm Theme~

A few moments later Ashi arrived and said 'So, its finally time to start our mission, what a relief.' Then he looked around as he saw a few other people here.

Zane brushed off the snow that was landing on him and shivered abit because of the cold. Zane didn't mind the snow because it was water and he was powerful against water thanks to his element. Zane started making afew hand signs then placed his hands in the snow as it touched the ground and said " Earth Barrier Clay Prison Jutsu " Zane heard the ground move as it started to make a dome over him like a house to keep him and the Scroll safe. The dome was complete and had a door way in it so if anyone wanted to talk to him they could but now it was closed. Zane brushed the snow off the scroll and cleared out the ground of snow. It was quite comfortable and slightly warm inside it. Zane laid his Sword, katana and Naginata next to him as he waited for what ever. Zane sat down on the ground and started thinking about the coming battle and started thinking about training and stuff.

Zane looked back on his life in his mind as it all was coming up to this moment in time and history. Well if all the villages came and united they would make the greatest war in history. Millions... no... hundreds of millions of ninjas united because of the allince that had all the villages together but something didn't feel right. the scroll infront of him was the most inportant now and was the symbol of peace. why was he a lone Genin guarded it. For all any one know the scroll could be destroyed by him and no one would have none. Zane looked at the enterance of the dome. Snow had piled up to the point were the door was blocked but it was odd that if the war started and didn't know were it was there was a new lump in the snow in the center of the leaf camp. Common sence could tell you that. What he needed right know was for anbu to relieve him of guarding the scroll so he could ask the lady hokage and shichiyou afew questions. Zane sighed as he waited for the leaf Anbu or something to arrive.

Disobey me....

A dense mist flood it's way over the waters, coming to a steady halt at the edge of the beach. At first it seemed like nothing was going to happen. Then, roughly twenty minutes later a fleet of boats came from out of the mist, silently, and stopped on the shore. Sure enough, the army of the Village Hidden in the Mist had arrived. The Mizukage stood tall on the lead boat, her blue trench coat shielding her from the cold and the Mizukage hat nestled proudly on her head. She had once again became a presence eminating power.
Mizukage Suijin lept off her boat, her boots making a squelching sound as she landed in the wet sand. 'Quite an impressive army...' she thought to herself with a smirk. The rest of the shinobi lept off their boats as the Mizukage led them onto the shore. There were at least two hundred Kirigakure shinobi on those boats. All of them looking rather intimidatingly monsterous, blood-thirsty, cold-blooded or any combination of the three. Even Shouta had a coldness in his stare that was unlike him. He beckoned Rakutsu and the others to follow him as he walked directly behind the Mizukage with Nyirei, Devonte and Keizo. It was his way of brushing off Lord Kurosawa and ignoring his previous question. That didn't sit to well with the clan leader, though there was little he could do about it at that very moment. He simply followed the massive forces of Mist nin that mobbed onto the Land of Snow's shore. They made their own crowd relatively near the rest of the army, but still to themselves as they felt they could remain a bit lax for the time being.
Suijin spotted her fellow Kages, but remained with her shinobi for that moment, taking the time to look out on the immense force of shinobi that had all gathered for this 'final battle.' "Kukukukukukuku..... so what'd'ya think those chances are?" chuckled Keizo. He held his steel guitar in his hand, still looking like nothing but a musical instrument.

"Heh...assuming our alies don't screw up- I'd saw pretty damn good." Suijin jeered, grining at her old sensei.




The Mizukage

.....at your peril.