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Tiburon watched Enki and grinned devilishly. The fox was as much a trickster as his patron it seemed. Knowingly he would nod slightly as Enki explained what to do. He was all too prepared for what was to come. As soon as Enki started to run, so did Tiburon. Sliding his hand under the bowl deftly as he turned to leave, not forgetting to give one of the patrons a good swift kick to the shin to hinder his pursuit. He heartily laughed as they barreled away, quickly leaving their pursuers behind. "Whew!" He huffs as he stops to look back over his shoulder. They had lost them in the mist. A small, devious chuckle escaped Tiburon's lips as he thought of the accomplishment. Then he wondered if Enki would want the other bowl aswell.

While he had become a hardcore crazy warrior. Well not hardcore..but he was becoming a warrior. One of the things he was not a child. He enver fully exprienced the joys or woes of childhood. He was immediatly thrown into the wows of fighting. Or at least what he thought was fighting. HE wasn't really a boy. He just thought he was masculine. He was made of sand and palced in a containment suit. But he figured he was about 11 now. But that wasn't important. What he did see was something important. He saw a little girl playing with her dolls. That was odd because Hidden Mist was dubed Bloody Mist back in the Naruto Days. But to watch this little girl play was something interesting. He wanted to watch her play. So he did, for days at a time. He would turn his body into multiple grains of sand and follow her. Just watching her paly and trying to understand what exactly was the point of playing. She wasn't learning to become stronger or fighting for her nation. He just couldn't figure it out. After days of just watching her..he finally slipped up.

The little girl was playing with her dolls as usual. Sitting by an old playground. An eerie playground, something that yelled out bloody horror. But she seemed so content with her new play spot away from everyone. Away from the world. This was unlike her Satasuri noticed. Usually she liked to be in the general area with other children her age so she could play with them. But this time she picked this Gothic piece right out of Alice in Wonderland book. Satasuri formed pieces of himself to watch the little girl. She brought her favorite dolls dubbed Missy, Eliot, and Timberland. She played for a moment. Picking them up and marrying Missy and Timberland. But she stopped almost like she was having a heart attack. She just froze right in time. She then had a big grin starting to come across her face.

"So are you going to come out and play with me..or just sit there and watch? Either way.. I just think it be more fun if you played with us. We are going to have a tea party."

The little girl called out to what seemed to be nothing. Satasuri couldn't have been sure if she saw him. However he guessed that being sand..in place were there was no sand was pretty obvivious. One of the downsides of him being living sand was the lack of multiple colors. He stayed in his sand form floating around for a few more moments. As the little girl sat back down now pouting as she pulled out the four normal cups for her and her dolls. She sat another small cup with a fine drawing on it..she brought that one for him.

"I even brought you a cup. Just come on out and play. Then I will let you go back to doing whatever you are suppossed to be doing."

She was cute. she had a little lisp that she had learned how to cover. She didn't have this life of murder and ifghting that he had. But she was perceptive. Obvivously somebody wanted her to know how to spot people that were following her... maybe she could sense him but didn't sense any immediate danger. Satasuri only wondered what should he do..She onlygave another smile as she pulled the teapot out of her bag and started to pour the invisible liquid into the cups.

"OH Missy and Eliot oh how we would have such a better time. If we had another to join us for the party!"

"Oh I concure Miss Sakura. If only we had another to join our tea party."

Sakura the little girl had said putting her voice through the dolls. Satasuri had seen this done before but this was for fun. not for battling like His kin had done. She kept baiting him to come out. Satasuri watched her carefully. As she played and had fun. She only packed up and had a small frown grow across her face.

"Well maybe next time huh? I mean we might as well have some fun."

Sakura placed all her things in the bag and started to walk away. She left the creptic play ground. Satasuri finally started to come back together. He made himself whole. He landed down in the playground standing in the containment suit. He looked around and he sat there wondering what was the point of her playing. Why she wasn't learning any techniques. Why she learning how to fight to protect herself. Satasuri only sat there and wondered for a moment. But before he could get ready to leave this area. He heard the long dragging chains of Two brothers. Satasuri looked as he saw them. The legendary Demon Brothers.

Damn.

Satasuri wasn't prepared for this. Not in the least bit. He closed his fist as the two handblades came out of his sleeve. He hoped to god he wouldn't have to kill them..but he knew they were dangerous. He stayed down in hidden to observe them. To see if they were actually coming to him. The chains started to drag just a little bit logner as by each step they were getting closser.

By now, Bachi and his group had come for what they wanted. Secret scrolls that referred to the Kage meeting were to be transferred back to the Leaf village. Technically, they were stealing the scrolls because no one in the area new about it, but then again, these are there orders.
By now, the small four man group was ready to leave, but there were just too shinobi. Bachi knew that from the looks of it, these two shinobi were strong. All four of the men wouldn't be a match for just these two ninja. Bachi turned to his group and selected a leader to lead the way back to the leaf village. This was the Hidden Leaf Village's Ghost League, they were the best at keeping things secret. This league was in charge of gathering intell, too dangerous for even the ANBU Black Ops to handle. For these shinobi, would die for thier village, but in Vain...

So Bachi had made his decision, the three man cell split up... one of them had the information needed to get back to the village. Bachi would lay down his own life and sacrifice himself so his team could get away. He tried not to think about Siren and performed an invisibility Jutsu, dashing off through the forest. Bachi looked upon the ground as he ran, and wondered why there was so much sand...?

Damn... Bachi thought. He hoped he would've gotten more time. But all well. This was the way of the shinobi. The jutsu wasn't quite potent enough to blind Bachi, since he was still wearing his mask. Bachi leaped upwards and flipped into the trees. This was just like the same fate from Siren's mother and father, they too died from being in the Ghost League.

Bachi shook his head, he couldn't keep thinking about Siren and the Past. Bachi needed to concentrate and focus! He tossed some senbon towards this enemy and dashed by a stream. Bachi couldn't see his opponent. He leapt up higher and higher. It seemed that this lad was a sand user. s**t... fortunately, Bachi was water type shinobi but there wasn't enough water near by that little stream wasn't going to do much damage. Every member in the ghost league is either a water or wind type shinobi. Fire, Lightning and Earth could cause too much ruckus and damage if they're trying to stay hidden. Bachi planted a few paper traps. They were traps that released and potent toxic gas to human skin. Paper Bombs are too loud, so no Ghost Member has any..

Bachi paused a moment to see if he could still see his opponent...

Bachi listened for a moment and saw a jutsu being formed. Sand suddenly began to rain from the sky. Bachi was caught in it. He scoffed in it and looked around. He didn't have much chakra left. But despite it, he quickly performed some seals and lifted his mask up and blew out water like bombs. This was the Water Gun Jutsu, he blew towards the raining sand to protect himself. When he finished, the sand only around him was clumped up and wet. He was out of breath again and was about to leap off but then he suddenly saw the ground below him covered in sand.

Bachi growled and cursed at this situation. He was debating if he should just let his opponent kill him. But he shook it off. He kept thinking about Siren and the past. He remembered her first words and how he felt that her mother wasn't there to here or see her grow. He kept trying to focus as he leapt forward. But when he was about to land, he saw the sand reach up to him.

s**t...

Cursing, Bachi was suddenly caught inside this spinning tornado. It seemed as the his defeat was swift and painful, but suddenly a loud POOF sound detinated and a mere log fell in place. Quick Substitution. The log thrashed and spun around in the sand until falling down onto the ground below.

Bachi had leapt forward. He was running low on chakra. He wasn't safe from Satasuri's sand quite yet, but he was certain that he had somewhat escaped his view. Pulling off his glove and biting his thumb, Bachi found a gorgeous hawk staring at him. It was one of his men's summonings. He pulled out a piece of parchment and began writing in his blood. On the parchment, he managed to write out the words, ' Forgive me...' he wrote and quickly tied it to the bird's leg. The bird managed to fly until sand suddenly grasped his leg. Bachi gasped and was pulled back, his mask flying off his face.

Jörmungandr hummed to himself as he walked through the misty lands of Hidden Mist. That was rather redundant Misty lands of Hidden Mist. He smiled as he walked constantly grinning his eyes narrowed to slits. The water lapped on the shore around him as he neared the village. The shinobi world was at war but Hidden Mist managed to avoid the majority of the flack and he chuckled to himself thinking it over. "Maybe if I'm lucky the Orochi clan will be wiped out while I'm away they probably wouldn't support the clowns in a fight and that Joker guy was not someone to joke with." he thought to himself as he saw the village through the mist. He was lookin for Zakai a friend of his from the academy He continued to hum as the village came into view.

Zakai was a Mist assassin to be and Jörmungandr was a Genjutsu artist in training that would make it damn hard for an opponent to fight them the hidden mist skills and the genjutsu illusions would make it near impossible to fine the right target unless the opponent had a doujutsu that allowed them to see through genjutsu but it was only a matter of time before he would figure out a way to avoid that as well he entered the village gates and saw quiet a few people bustling about but one in particular caught his eye that was Zakai.

"Hey Zakai howss it goin my man?" he greeted casually stressing his s only slightly as was normal for some of his clan.


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