Prison Breakers (Mission)

Time Since Reported Missing - 46 Minutes.

-Interrogations!-

So the scene would begin to play out as the Aburame would toss a senbon towards the suspect. The needle planting itself within his right shoulder, just another flesh would to bleed. A cringe within his face, though quickly followed by laughter at the words of the two shinobi. The Escort would hold the man up by his arms, he was fairly weak from the earlier interrogation. The Warden would step to the side as she would witness the choices made by the Shinobi. His eyes would glare towards the young Aburame and then the Uchiha's eyes would catch his own attention. He'd hack up some blood in his mouth and spit at the feet of the Uchiha. "Go to hell!" he'd shout, the bloody spit would fall short of it's target. Though just as the action would take place a whip would land across his left cheek, the loud sound would silence the suspect. "Please, continue," her sadistic tone alluring yet the shinobi should be aware of the cruelty within. Through out the moments that would unfold would the young lad be able to ask all the right questions? Time wasn't on their side, it was that of the most importance.

---

In their baskets they would sit, silent, no words. They couldn't only hope all would go according to plan. They would have made it appeared that they chose to exit through the sewer system to lead the guards on a goose chase, one with no egg at the end. Using the inside connections, these prisoners would hope to escape. They would be completely unaware that Shinobi of Konoha had been hired to help bring them to their downfall. Little under twenty minutes remained until the trucks would arrive to take the laundery out of the walls. This wait would be painful for the runaways, for they were completely helpless at this point. Only time would tell if they were going to get out of this prison alive, or dead...

I would only simply watch what had begun, his spitting toward me giving the quick thought - assumption that he held little to no respect for one such as myself. It was completely oblivious to me... He had been in a box, he had nothing to lose maybe, but what truly did he have to gain by helping those around him - his "allies" escape? Taking one for the team? This wasn't but one, way more. He was a fool in my eyes and would never see the light of day again should he continue to be insubordinate here. The way things turned out would clearly be all up to this man taking sudden pain before my feet and like the blood spat would he fall. A deep breath would be assumed within these lungs of mine as I took but another step foward making sure to miss the blood aimed toward me... What truly was this man thinking? It was foolish of him to even be in this situation, so how true would he be to himself here?

You have your options.

There is no gain from my perspective
But rather plenty of Loss.
The biggest being your life.

All the while my voice released itself in a calm and respectful manner, yet directing him to realize how serious the situation was, I'd tighten my jaw and watch for some sort of reply, if any. There was no reason he had to act out, if not for himself - for these escapee fools at hand. I had my intention and once focused would they be set until drastically undermined.

Sharingan Stage 3 ;; Active

Time Passed Since Reported Missing - 50 Minutes.

-Broken Body, Broken Spirit-

So this pain would continue as the interrogation would grow more brutal, more primal as the "legal" torture continued. With the senbon flickered the Escort on that side would step aside watching as the needle would tear through the ear of the Suspect. There was little left of the man's ear now because of this. Pain rushed through him along with hatred for these two shinobi. "Holy fuck man!" he'd shout as his control over his hearing wavered. "You took my fucking ear off! Shit.. Alright, alright!" his tone was broken, it was clear that they had finally broken this man. The threat of being eaten alive was probably enough to do it, though the Uchiha's move taking off the ear would send him over the line. Only so much pain was doable for this ex-prison guard. During this the warden would glance at her watch, since she had not spoken to a guard about delaying the plans the Laundry trucks would begin to file through the outter wall. "Their waiting in the laundry baskets," the man was now hysterical. Tears running from his eyes as he felt awful for speaking. He betrayed his commrades, also he was in a lot of pain. His words would run into her mind as her eyes would widen. "Shit! Go to the Eastern Wing and drop down one flight of stairs! Run!" her command was to the shinobi of Konoha. There time was encroaching awfully fast. "Take care of our friend," she'd say quietly to an Escort's ear, then she took off down the other direction.

While the Shinobi would take off towards the East, she headed to the West to make contact with the front gate. She needed to make sure none of those trucks left this place until those Prisoners were within her hands once more. Dead or alive, she couldn't fully rely on the speed of the shinobi. So she would assume worste case scenario she'd prevent by closing the gate. There was about five to ten minutes of time for them to work with, were they fast enough?

---

-Taste of Freedom-

The sound of trucks would be heard within the confines of the Laundry Room. The sigh of relief would come from the baskets hiding the runaways. The large metal door would begin to open on the side of the building. Two guards were within the room, they'd begin to push the baskets out onto the truck. They'd begin with the one's containing the prisoners. Each basket held two runaways, there were three all together. There would be a fourth basket placed on their truck that was filled with nothing more than laundry. Though the truck couldn't leave without all the other's being filled up first. So they still had a little time to wait as they were now secured within the back of the truck. The door on the farthest left truck would slide down in the back closing it. The rest of the trucks would begin to load up, the time was so close, could the Shinobi make it in time? The driver of the runaway's truck would look awfully nervous as he'd begin to sweat, his life was on the line for them. He hoped this plan would work.

A cynical sneer would rise to my mug upon the moment his ear tore from place and his cry afterward. It seemed he was like anyone else and could only handle but so much, this much had been reached and now he'd spoken. These prisoners wanted to be freed? Surely I would give them their freedom the very moment sight had been delivered. My feet had taken me with haste just nearly behind Katsumaru down these halls and a single flight of stairs, my raven locks swinging in its single pig tail as my gold loop earrings would dangle tirelessly in my ears, my cape never ceasing to mesh with the oxygen I had so quickly rushed up against. Swallowing would my feet leap before the very person I had been leading me to stop in but a quick skid and my hands flowing through a quick group of handseals, Chakra Sight flowing to deliver the quick extra haste that I had needed.

I would burst into action upon sighting what I felt were the correct laundry baskets - these appendages of mine had been ready to work and surely ready to kill. They would roll through a proper school of seals before my very Beams would be shrouded before my mind opened itself to sight all around me - including Katsumaru who stood but a bit in front of me. It would seem as though they had been rather close - no matter who they were they did in fact have a chakra signature... didn't they? However, if it hadn't been these prisoners, it had been the guards and surely they would be just as much of a goal to capture as the escapees. Flustered, I would shout off to Katsumaru quickly - they were in range and wouldn't be let loose... Not this close to capture - this time, here, failure was NOT an option.

Katsumaru, this way!

My feet would push me forth just a bit closer to destination as I parted my lips yet again for I quickly eyed the first truck in which the duo of guards had loaded. The guard here seemed disturbed... And so I would prepare myself for whatever they had to dish out.

HOLD IT!

No one is going anywhere.
Open and unload everything -
The Laundry baskets, Get them out - NOW!

SPOILER: Click to show

Sharingan Stage 3 ;; Active

Chakra Sight [30]
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: This technique allows the user to pierce another's body to see their chakra. This is not refined enough to see the tenketsu or the chakra circulatory system like the Byakugan, it can however see the movement flow of chakra, which helps the user predict in movements and in attacks as to how a user may attack.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: With this technique the user is capable of seeing chakra levels, this allows the user to see the chakra within a human body. The chakra is not as in depth as that of the Byakugan but this allows the user to become more attuned with GenJutsu seeing capabilities, as well as allowing the user to predict movements against an opponent by one extra movement as well.
Limit: Must know Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye,") 2nd Tomoe

Mind's Eye of the Kagura [20]
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Skill: Passive
Effect: The basic technique needed in order to learn all Sensor Techniques.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The basic yet complex ability that allows Sensor's to find, sense, and track individuals over a vast range. This ability is done by the user closing their eyes and opening their mind's eye in order to see the advanced chakra systems around them. At A rank and above, Sensors no longer need to close their eyes in order to access their mind's eye. The user of this jutsu can only sense those up to the equivalent class rank of the rank they know. (i.e. If the user knows up to B rank in this jutsu they can sense characters of all the way from D to B rank. The basic range of this technique is ten meters.
Limit: Must fulfill all requirements to become Sensor in order to learn this technique.

Mind's Eye Extension "C" Rank

Time Passed Since Reported Missing - 52 Minutes

-Satisfaction-

The Wardens quick footsteps would bring her to the nearest office where she'd pick up a phone and call the front gate. Orders in a pissed off tone would be normal for them. The gates were shut and locked, no-one got in or out without her permission for now. The entire prison would be going on lockdown. During all of this the Escorts would be draggin their Suspect to a discrete location within the prison to continue their 'interrogation' of him. During all of this, the Shinobi would be well on their way to the location of the runaways, could they be successful?

---

-Despiration-

The demands of the Uchiha would surely be met as the Guards would realize that if they were pinned with the blame for this they would die as well. So they'd unlock the back of the truck and slide up it's metal door. The sounds of the shinobi along with their view in the mirror would freak out the driver who was shaking, panicking on what to do. The runaways heard the door open and realized they were sold out. They'd be preparing for battle no doubt. The roar of the engine would surprise everyone as the driver slammed on the pedal with his foot and the truck took off forwad kicking the baskets of laundry from within out and overturning them. The truck would create a cloud of dust that would quickly disapate. As the truck made route head first for the gate, he'd meet death in hopes of breaking through the iron gates. A fiery explosion would meet the collision and the death of the driver.

As the four runaways would begin to take up stance from their hiding, the smallest of them was on the far left. He'd take off running after the truck, though would only make it about ten meters before an arrow would pierce his head. The guards on the towers were watching closely, he was just entering their range when they fired. Taking his body and pinning him to the earth, a sign that running wasn't an option. "Death is our absolute!" the leader whom now stood in the middle of them would shout. A scar upon his face and dark eyes within his head. On his right stood a well looking woman whom had eyes as white as snow, the hyuuga was represented of course. On the left of the leader stood a smaller boy with frail body, his eyes a crimson red. An Uchiha? At this range it would be hard to tell. The total distance was roughly thirty meters from the shinobi which appeared to be in the same number of three. Sure the prisoners were weaker in their state, though with Death as their absolute, it's funny how one can push themselves in a dire position.