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Hotaka watched as three Shinobi climbed towards him. From his position on the mountainside he was fairly hard to see from below, but he could easily see anyone coming up. He used Hantā-hō no ishiki to confirm they were Shinobi they'd been sent to eliminate, and signalled his squad. They were hidden at ambush points further down the mountain, closer to the targets, two of the few places that Hotaka could easily be seen from. He pulled his hatchet from his belt, preparing to throw it, waiting for them to get closer. He knew his squad would be preparing their own weapons, but wouldn't attack until he did. He used Raiton: Raidendou to channel Raiton Chakra into the head of the hatchet as he stood, revealing himself to those below as he threw the hatchet. It spun through the air, sparks leaping from the head. The other two members of his squad attacked as the hatchet hit its target, splitting the head of the lead Shinobi. Two arrows leapt up towards the remaining two Shinobi as they reached for weapons of their own, piercing their throats and dropping them to the ground.

In an attempt to locate the origin of the pain, Ibara winced as his own touch sent a wave of crippling pain crashing through his body; of the several kunai launched from his opponent's trap, one had managed to find its mark, embedded into the flesh of his stomach. Luckily, however, the flak jacket typically worn by shinobi of his rank had stopped the weapon from piercing him too deeply. Clenching his jaw, the seasoned shinobi let out a grunt as he removed the projectile, tossing it aside before quickly tending to his wound. The kunai landed with a small "clink", only a few feet from its original owner's corpse, his body riddled with his own trap's ammunition. Smirking to himself, Ibara allowed his knees to give as he blacked out. His squad would be arriving soon, after all.

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The wind blows rapidly in a spiral ontop of the crisp sand. The sun lingered in the sky, beaming down along the golden grains. Searing from the immense heat, Louzan takes several sips of water from the cantina he had strapped around his waist. His lips dry from dehydration, absorbed the water like a sponge. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked towards the oncoming village. " Sunagakure... Another village... Another identity" he muttered as he forced a smile and placed his left fist in his right hand and applied pressure until all four of his fingers made cracking noises. This was his act of nervousness. The possibility of him being found out as a spy could endanger his village, aswell as get himself killed. The stakes were high, and that's the exact reason he couldn't get caught. His village relied on him not to be found out, and he knew. Everything he's learned had to be used to fool those around him. He had to forget himself to the point where he believes he is his new identity. For now, There is no Louzan. There is only Ando.

Perched precariously on a pine tree growing from the middle of a sheer cliff, Risa kicked her feet absently as she waited for her team. Her role in this mission was being the bait. Unfortunately, the targets had taken the bait a bit too well, and had chased her off the edge of the cliff. Risa just barely managed to grab hold of the farthest branch, scraping off a lot of the skin on her palms in the process. If she ever got back to her home village, she was definitely going to invest in a pair of gloves. She looked around again, marking out where her pursuers had flung shuriken and kunai in an effort to finish her off. Obviously, they'd failed. There wasn't really much intelligence to be gained from observing where they various pointy things had struck. But as there wasn't much to do while she recovered her chakra, Risa had to content herself with this bit of inanity. At least the view from up here was breathtaking. She could see acres of forest spread out beneath her, a wide, fast-flowing river snaking its way through the trees. She was also very aware that if she fell right now, she probably would splatter across three square metres of dirt when she hit the ground. Risa sighed and craned her head up again, hoping someone would peek over the cliff edge.

Not that there's anything wrong with that haha. Yay for British spelling!!

Tree branches flying behind him, Yashimo panicked; for he knew that he could not be taken alive. Entrusted by his captain to deliver this information to him, He could not let his mission to fail, in such a dishonorable way, Fleeing wounded and being followed. In panic, Yashimo became reckless and triggered a Trap wire hidden in the leaves on the trees.

A Burst of Pain filled Yashimo as he collapsed face first towards the ground about 25 feet below him. As a sensory type ninja, he could feel the Mist assassins closing in. In a desperate, He attempted to get up, but he could not move his lower body. Without his notice, The wire trap severed his left leg by triggering a Razor wire to rip his leg. Yashimo, now looking death in the face, made one final attempt to preserve that honor he had left.

Yashimo, now in critical medical condition, and Assassins right behind him, began to tremble as he reached for his last two paper bombs in his cut up supply bag. He attached one under the metal Leaf symbol on his headband. And on under his jacket. The three assassins, hired by the Dynamo of the Stone country looked him in the eyes. When they approached him to cut his throat, he whispered: " I am.. Sorry..I have failed". He stealthily weaved a hand sign and There was a bright flash in that part of the forest.


I had writers block >.<