Trial by Blood: Act 1 [EVENT]

[-Angel of Ame-]

Within the heart of Amegakure, between two of its tallest buildings.

Before the Amekage tower, several shinobi had began assembling in neat rows. The first to arrive were some of the veterans, Jounin and Chuunin who had faithful served the different Amekage over the years. No seats had been given, but an immense cloth had been stretched over the area to blanket the assembled shinobi from the rain. Every single shinobi of Rain had been alerted of his inauguration ceremony, all of their presence required unless they were on an important mission outside of the village. As per tradition, this was not a full crowning, Mitsukai had not been dignified. She would be a temporary Amekage, to ease the transition between eras. But whispers had surfaced all over the village, talks of the kunoichi wanting to remain in power, and many shinobi wishing to back her up in such an endeavour. But those whispers were but rumors, nothing concrete. Still this ceremony would still happen even if Mitsukai was to be a temporary figure head.

More and more shinobi and kunoichi appeared from the shadows, joining their fellow ninja beneath the massive tent. Some shinobi spoke to one another, but it was mostly a silent area, individuals waiting patiently for what was to come next. Before the tent was a massive stage, upon them stood the seven members of council. They did not stand beneath the tent. As was customary, the passing of the proverbial torch would be made beneath the rain for those involved. The rain being the spirit of the village, it was only natural that the leader of the village hidden in the rain would be crowned beneath its eternal drizzle.

"I heard this ceremony would start any minute now." One kunoichi told her father as she waited patient. The man looked forward, the seven members of the council stood in the rain, hoods or hats crowning their heads and granting them limited solace from the rain. They stood as motionless as statutes, the sight of seven of the most influential, most powerful and oldest shinobi of the village standing stalwart was inspiring.

[You have until: 31/08/14 18:01 to make your entry posts.]

[Hitora Ryunobu (Uchiha)]

The dull sound of thunder crashing could be heard in the distance as the young man with black hair approached the massive tent, if you could call it that since it was only a piece of cloth stretched over a large area that could easily give way from the rain piling up in its center over time. Hitora’s black hair was pasted down over his forehead as he approached due to the rain having been pouring down on him for the last ten minutes.

He was wearing his normal battle outfit, not having had the chance yet to grab normal clothes nor really desiring to do so, he knew what this was roughly to be about, it was to be the Amekage’s “inauguration” why there was to be such a thing Hitora didn’t know, since the current leader was supposedly to be only temporary however he knew that she had greater plans than to be merely some puppet for a short amount of time.

Stored within his buttbag near his back and rear, was the following items: sixteen (16) caltrops, four (4) Kunai, two (2) knives, twenty (20) senbon, twenty (20) zipties, four (4) glowsticks, a multitool, and his flashlight. On his right hip, in a special holster were two metal clubs and around his neck was the wireless radio he had in case he needed it. Hitora wasn’t sure if there would be an issue at this event, however being ready was never a horrible idea.

Hitora then ran his right gloved hand through his hair pushing the hair from his forehead away from the simple mask that covered his eyes. His hair now slicked back, he watched waiting for the show to begin, wondering if there would be a fight or if this was simply an inauguration as it claimed to be.

[Kaito The Beast]

i'm doing this for the thrill of it

        The large tent was a nice reprieve from the downpour, but it was still annoying to Kaito to be out here at all. He was told by the messenger that as a shinobi of the Hidden Rain he had an obligation to attend this ceremony, but personally, he didn't give two shits. He hadn't met the last Amekage, and he didn't intend to meet this one. He had no reason to. It was safe to say Kaito was very selfish, and with no personal gain to achieve from such a meeting, why the hell bother?

But whatever, he was bored anyway with nothing better to do, so here he was, standing with a hands on his hips, an annoyed expression on his face. He drew many scared and cautious glances from those near him. that was typical, given his odd light gray skin and gills. Although his kind weren't impossible to find, there still weren't many of them so their appearance was striking and alarming to many. But Kaito didn't give a rats ass, they could stare if they wanted.

He was wearing his standard clothing, including his shinobi equipment. He'd checked before he left hsi place to make sure everything was in place, starting with his two Kuani, three smoke grenades, a full slot of fifteen hira shuriken, his one golden colored gauntlet on his right arm and two rather dagger like knives strapped to the small of his back. He was ready for any fight because he'd heared rumors of a tournament later today. He wasn't sure yet if competing was for him, but he came prepared just in case. It wasn't unheard of for Kaito to end up in weird ass situations on a whim. Better be prepared then dead in any case.

he was ready for this thing to get underway, the long her had to wait around the more impatient he'd become, and an impatient Hoshigaki was not a pleasant one. He was constantly glancing around, observing the different people around him and glaring at those who were trying to be sneaky looking at him. His freakish eyes and appearance caused a few people to simply move away from him, which he preferred. Still, setting his gaze on the motionless figures on the stage in the rain ahead. The leaders of the village, perhaps he'd meet them one day. He causally mused at the prospect as he waited for something to transpire under the tent, with the Amegakure masses.

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[Saiyuki]

Among the first to arrive at the scene was Sai. He had seen a group of Jounin and Chuunin arrive early as well but he had taken a different route, as he was not much of a group person. Looking around, he thought it interesting that there was a tent this time. Most of the ones he had been to had not provided cover from the rain for the attendees. It was a nice gesture.

After greeting some of his fellow colleagues that he had worked with before, Sai cast his eyes towards the stage. The Council. Some of the most powerful people were here. The Chuunin wondered how many of those that stood beside him remembered the days of internal strife due to corruption from the Council. Then his thoughts turned to the new Amekage. He had remembered her a bit since she was the assistant of a previous leader, one that he regarded highly before his descent into darkness. It seemed that it would still be a little while before things got started so Sai decided to check his gear.

He was wearing his AT Regalia along with his Tactical Vest and Utility Belt, which contained 16 Kunai, 10 Hira Shuriken, 10 Explosion Tags, 3 Lightning Explosion Tags, a Wireless Radio, a Soldier Pill and a Blood Clot Pill. His check completed, he decided to clear his thoughts and await the beginning of the ceremony.

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Observation
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I stepped into the Pluvian laden city-streets of the Hidden Village as more of them steadily fluxed towards a central point. Where could they have been going? As I turned to follow the crowd, curious as to why so many had amassed, I overheard talk about a new Amekage. So that must have been Mitsukai.. the winged-kunoichi from earlier. With my head tucked underneath a hood on my cloak, I pressed through the wet crowd, trying to move closer in underneath the massive tapestry. Having just been promoted to Rain Genin, I felt that I should learn about some of the village lore and culture.

Upon my person had been my ninja tool pouch that lay at my lower back-left: shuriken and kunai had been in several slots; explosive and elemental tags had been tucked beside a regional map of Hi in others. The small fan I kept lay beside my tanto on my right hip; my claw and gauntlet appeared as onyx and was upon my left arm. It gave my black attire an added look of an oni. The final weapon that I had just found--the Medium Disk--was at my back, folded. Had I chosen to cause any form of mischief during this ceremony, I sure had the equipment to perform. Yet as my eyes scanned the area, I couldn't help but notice a few members that stood out. Figures dressed in total black with animal mask were positioned around every corner. These people no doubt had to have been guards.. I gauged their rank to be extremely high given their occupation.

There were others, too who I caught glimpses of as I moved about. One in particular reminded me of one of Wazaru's many experiments. He had incredibly long white hair and wore blue clothing. What stood out the most, though, was the gills that I had seen. I couldn't see his face, but he surely must have had a mutation. I ignored him, though; and as I moved through the crowd, I almost bumped into some guy dressed like a hero. This Amenin made me laugh. Apparently blue had been the custom color, as he too had some of it on his attire. I gauged both of them to be about my skill level. He would have noticed me, as we had been face to face before I moved past him without acknowledging his presence. 

Returning my gaze back towards the podium area, I noted all of the political figures, who had been heavily surrounded near ninja in flak jackets. Unlike myself and the other two who I had guessed to be Low Ninja, these appeared to have been a rank higher or so, given their uniform. I awaited the prompting of the ceremony near the front-lines. Given my hood, it would probably be difficult for someone behind me to tell who I had been.

[Father 'Suke]

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Ceremonies? A Kage rising to power now? For the longest Hecate had though that absurd woman to be the kage, but she hadn't even stopped by to receive the damned title yet? The Jashinist to be rippled with unbridled fur, understandably upset she had been deterred from her destination and duty to find bodies for Jashin. But even then she was warring with a feeling, the residual hum of power in her body from her chakra training. Was that what it felt like? No wonder so many of the people she had killed relished in the feeling so much.

On her person as her robe, a double bladed scythe and rapier, a gas mask with built in anti-flash lenses already being worn. A type C filter was already in the slot, her type A filter in her bag. Rope, wire, two butterfly yo-yo's, 6 scrolls, a multi-tool and a flashlight.

The constant rainfall had matted her hair to her face, and though she understood the Countries name, she was absolutely rigid with anger at ho uncomfortable it was. A tent loomed into view, tall and gothic looking, a few others already ahead of her. "Cattle..." She mumbled, her bright green eyes taking in the gathering crowd. So weak and perishable human life was, and they chose to spend in celebrating the rise of a person who could send them to death? Sheeple.

Her fingers went to her scythe, pulling it loose as she approached this crowd. The shaft sat on her shoulder with the blade several inches behind her head. Jashin wouldn't approve of this all, but she was only here for the time being. Soon she would embark out on her true journey in life.

[~Emi~]

Enter

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he experience of walking through the city with heightened senses and a renewed physical body was almost unbelievable, and the few people that he did meet appeared to cower from his visual appearance. He liked the effect he had on the people and gladly smiled with his sharp fangs at anyone daring enough to look at him. His eyes shone with the navy-blue flames that was his divine eyes and his movements where a little conformable as he still had to get used to the tail. As he walked by a small shop, he heard that there would be some kind of kage inauguration. He sighed and sat down on the asphalt and pat his friend behind the ears.

Another kage? do we really want to help another one?

The echoing celestial voice was strange to hear for him as he spoke, but when Zetsubô nodded with a smile, Emi sighed and agreed.

We're a part of the crimson rain, so let's at least see if this one is a good one....

He stood back on his feet with the help of his tail before he walked away towards the two buildings the meeting where the meeting was suppose to be held. When he saw a large amount of people being gathered, he knew that he had reached the proper place. But instead of joining them, he jumped up one of the nearby buildings and then up unto a pole. He had a great field of view from the pole and as he saw the councilmen at the stage, he suspected that he wouldn't miss anything. He hadn't brought much with him. The only things he was wearing were his ANBU-like black robe with the crimson rain symbol on the back, 150 shurikens in its pockets and the opened umbrella in his hand. The metal umbrella protected him from the worst rain, but the chilling effect calmed him down, so he allowed some of hit and cool his body.

[Lady Jaz]

..Enter..

For it to be spring, the weather surely didn’t state as much. It always rained in Amegakure. Hence the name of the village of course. The temporary residence exactly one kilometre away from the village’s gates now stood dark and empty as I swiftly made my way toward the village. It had not long been morning, yet a supposed gathering for the new Amekage was already in process by the time I had heard about it. Whispers and exited chatter echoed throughout the streets of this dark village to the point when it aroused my curiosity. We had yet another Amekage to sit on the throne.

Seeing the amount of my fellow comrades as the sensei at the Academy had stated during my time there, were present standing by or around a large sheet of shelter which had no doubt been set up just for this upcoming event. Many faces I did not recognise due to the fact that this is the first time I had ever been this far into the village. Kunoichi and other Shinobi were silently talking amongst themselves. Each armed preferably up to the teeth. A small but barely visible smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I moved deeper into the crowed to see what I could hear from the chatter.

My lean build moved gently, elegantly through the crowed, a sheer rippling of muscles with each stride. Sure I was only five foot seven in height, my straight-backed posture may exaggerate that height just a little. The raindrops fell upon my ivory coloured skin, dripping down my slender arms while soiling my clothes. I of course, remained unbothered by such an every-day feeling. But glancing toward my left first, before shifting to my right I gestured for my faithful companion, Yoko (with whom I have not fully befriended with as of yet) to move toward the tent to at least gain some shelter. Weather he chose follow me remained his choice. Ceremonies like this always took a long time.

Today, my blood ruby coloured hair was tied back into two ponytails, the tendrils of my hair swaying with each stride as they were positioned upon my head. Mauve coloured eyes scanned my surroundings yet not a single word was issued. Sitting below me was a simple pair of black track pants, baggy in appearance with a single pocket with a zipper attached to both legs of the pants. Although both pockets were empty, no doubt I will find something laying around soon. My shoulders and stomach, however were bare while a single bandage-like shirt covered the most important section of my torso, shielding that from prying eyes. The cloth was porcelain white and was in flawless condition.

However, my footwear was just a simple pair of Ninja sandals which were black in colour this time. Did I come with weapons? Hell yes! Aside from my not-so-much-friend Yoko, I did come sporting a butt-bag consisting of ten [10] Kunai Knives, seven [7] Frag Grenades and nine [9] Bloodclot Pills which was strapped to the right side of my backside. No doubt welcoming in a new Amekage was bound to raise enough attention to result in a fight. As nervous as I was about that, I was not quite ready for a fight today. Oh gosh, did I just say that?!

Seeing a young man, approximately my age standing near the tent caught my attention so I drifted toward him. Yoko however, remained a solid two meters to my left doing his own thing. Folding my arms across my chest, my movements ceasing at least four strides to the left of the man, I simply stood there without speaking.

[Captain M]

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[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

An hour or so after the first few shinobi had began arriving, the new Amekage made her entrance onto the scene. As the members of the council, she did not benefit from the protection of the large piece of cloth that kept all of them dry. Mitsukai remained on the stage where the downpour was the true king. She wore her short black kimono that revealed her long, silky smooth legs. Water had already collected upon her glasses, her long black hair, still worked into two braids was soaked with the water. She stood facing the assembled mass of Amegakure shinobi. Sliding her arms behind her, two members of the council came to her side and slowly slid a long cloak above her arms, they sealed it around her neck and pushed the hood above her head. There was nothing flashy, nothing regal about the affair. The people of Amegakure were one that lived in extreme conditions of constant rain, they were not an extravagant lot.

The crowning of an Amekage was not a festival or carnival. It was a solemn affair that did not detract from what was truly important. The speech. The first true speech of the Amekage that would begin their reign. These said texts could make or break a leader.

Mitsukai approached to the limit of the stage, getting as close to her people as she could. She pushed her hood back, something that was not customary. The Amekage needed to remain hidden during his or her speech, something about being just like any shinobi, to speak from the shadows. But instead she showed her face. Every single shinobi would see her while she spoke.

"I thank the council for choosing me as temporary Amekage." She began calmly. But deep down, Mitsukai knew that her reign would not be temporary, that it would last until her death.

"Too long have our people been ridiculed and belittle by other nations, too long have we been labelled as weak." Mitsukai told them. Her body did not move much, she remained standing, offering herself to the people. Her eyes met with Hecate, the sadistic girl whom had brought her a leaf head band, with the corpse attached to the head band still. To Mikutashi, a young man whom she had equally just recruited, an individual still looking to find his place in the world. Her eyes next settled upon an Hoshigaki, and then another, recognizing them from the village. One of them having just returned from the Chuunin exams. All other shinobi were also familiar faces. Loyal to Amegakure and its ideals.

"No longer will we attempt to play along with other nations. No longer shall we be pawns in their silly little games. We shall stand on our own. The village Hidden in the Rain is a powerful one, but the world has forgotten that. Stand with me in the rain. Those who wish to bring the Crimson Rain back to its former glory, stand in the rain with me, come to me. Stand within the eternal tears of the heavens." Mitsukai called out to the shinobi.

The members of council looked at each other with worried looks, wonderign what Mitsukai had been planning.

Several shinobi stood from beneath the massive piece of cloth and into the rain, looking up and smiling as the raindrops collided with their faces. "Prove your worth in a trial by blood, prove that you do not need anyone else to be grat, just like Amegakure itself!" Mitsukai cried out as she lowered herself and grabbed a massive chest. Opening it, several maps were carefully rolled into neat scrolls. Within the maps were directions to the different locations all around Amegakure where these trials by combat would take place.

"Fight for your greatness and for that of your village. Step with me into the Crimson Rain, let us cut all weakness aside, let us make it rain crimson." Mitsukai finally said as she waited. More and more shinobi came into the rain to stand by their leader.

[The threads of your individual trials will all be set up in the next hour. You may exit this thread without respecting any posting order and make an entrance post into the Trial By Blood thread marked with your name. Let us have fun my fierce raindrops! Hopefully my post was not too long. I would like to mention that on the 13th of September I am leaving for a week, hopefully in the next thirteen days we will be able to complete all these one on one threads! Only upon completion of the trial will you get your prize!]

[Lady Jaz]

So a young woman also appearing around my age was being crowned the Amekage. It had been so long since we had a female Amekage. I stepped away from the dark hottie and moved further toward the platform in which the Amekage stood. Her speech, although a little dramatic, caught my attention. Her voice angelic as much as her features. Our Amekage was a beautiful woman. Closing my eyes against the rain, I savoured the feeling of it upon my skin and smiled.

Seeing the Amekage pick out scrolls from a chest, I stared at her as she spoke further. Already we were being drafted into a task. My face fell ever so slightly but nonetheless, I accepted the challenge and moved away from the crowed once we were given the clearing and headed toward the area where these trails were being held. "Yoko!" I said, calling my Wolf. Turning and leaving the site, I could still hear the Amekage's voice calling out "let’s bring back the Crimson Rain, let’s bring back the Crimson Rain, let’s bring back the Crimson Rain…" throughout my head.

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[Hitora Ryunobu (Uchiha)]

Hitora listened as Mitsukai spoke, he knew then and there that this was the start of her plan to revitalize the hidden rain village, a bloody battle against an unknown foe. Hitora slowly approached the stage, his certainty showing in how he held himself as he walked towards the stage. Once he was at the stage, he held a hand out for scroll that contained the map to his fight.

Hitora was no stranger to fighting, he saw enough in his youth, he knew his strength however that wasn’t the problem, the problem was the unknown factor of his opponent. Sure he had been doing some training lately, however it was only starting out still, so the young man was unsure of how he would fair if this came to a fist fight, however he also knew that only time would tell in this matter.

Once he had the scroll, he would leave, ensuring that he kept the scroll dry so that if it were a simple hand drawn map any ink or graphite wouldn’t run from its surface. He did this by placing it into his butt bag before leaving the dry area that was the tent. With that he was off to the center of the city where he’d find a dry spot and go to his location from there.

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[Kaito The Beast]

i'm doing this for the thrill of it

A slender women stepped forward, and was flanked by two of the council members. They attached a hood that would serve as the official "crowning" event of the Amekage. Near Kaito, some other villagers let out small gasps. He glared in their direction, assuming they were staring at him again, but instead he was slightly surprised to see their eyes fixed on the stage. They were surprised by the councils choice of leader perhaps. Others nearby were whispering, Mitsukai Odayaka?!, in surprised tones.

Her blue eyes looked out over the gathered crowed, and Kaito could have sworn she'd made contact with him and didn't flinch at all. now it was his turn to be startled, most who saw him, or any Hoshigaki for that matter couldn't refrain from at least revealing a shocked expression of some sort. But even in what was surely a stressful moment for the women on stage, she hadn't given an inch into her own senses, or maybe she truly didn't care about what he was. Either way, kaito was interested in her, if for nothing else her nerve of steel. She spoke a lot about the power of the Rain, the disrespect other villages showed towards them, and he didn't exactly know if that was all true, but he didn't travel out of the village, so he 'd have to take her word on that. But her words about rising up and showing them why they should respect them, and how powerful they really were, yea that was something kaito could get behind.

She called for the shinobi and those who desired to see the Crimson rain rise up again to step out with her, to stand with her in the rain. A fierce grin spread across kaitos mouth. If this lead to blood shed, then yea he'd help in the glory of the rains name. He'd love to be behind the veil of the crimson, that might be the best way to really make a name for himself. Kaito, The jaws of the Crimson Rain... yea he liked how that sounded. He joined many others in stepping out into the downpour of water, letting the rain wash over him. He looked up and reveled in the coming glory. He let out a ravenous yell, which in turn would frighten some near him, but he wouldn't mind, staring up to the clouds with his freakish stare.
'Hell Yea!"

After a few moments, reveling in the atmosphere created by the kages inspiring speech, kaito would make his way up and retrieve a scroll for himself. He was eager to see what this "Trial by Blood" was all about. He headed to it's directions quickly, ready to begin in this new, revitalized Crimson rain village. He'd make a name for himself, he'd get stronger, he'd truly become a beast. if the Hidden Rain could benefit from that in the process, then it'd be a win win for everyone right? Most people in his way moved aside quickly upon seeing him, his very appearance scaring most. It'd helped when he was going through crowds like this, paths were made almost instantly. The more they moved the better, he had places to be now, he thought, scroll clenched in hand.

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So this was an inauguration? Lame. Bland. Blasphemous. Despite the little bits of training Hecate had underwent, she was happy to say she still was loyal to Jashin, that people were weak and feeble. This Trail? An absolute joke. no matter what tasks lay ahead the only person who would decide her fate, was Jashin. Unimpressed and with an otherwise passive look on her angelic face, Hecate rolled her eyes and began to shift into the line of people heading out, sopping only to retrieve a scroll. "I make it rain crimson, daily." She mumbled, following her map.

[Exit]

[try4]

Mitsukai's speech hadn't been an enduring one. As more members of the Hidden Rain stepped forth towards her to gather their respective scroll, I also went and retrieved the one marked with my name. It had been surprising that I had been enlisted so quickly.. but ninja villages did move at a pace that wasn't normal. I retreated back into the depths of the crowd before disappearing completely as I jumped to the skyline. Traveling via rooftop would aid me much better in finding the location that had been marked on the scroll I possessed.

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[~Emi~]

A new kage

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he short inauguration was quite disappointing and Emi enjoyed his time by watching over the other ninjas that had gathered in the area. They were a lot of new faces, but a selected few were familiar to him. When the woman had her cloak and hat on Emi changed position and removed his left hand from the pole and held the umbrella with both of them. To make sure he still had his balance he trained on using his tail to grab on to the pole. It was a strange feeling and even when he had whirled it around the pole, the grip wasn't strong enough to do anything with. The new amekage's words echoed throughout the square and he didn't put much effort in listening until he heard something about her being temporary. Emi sighed and looked down on Zetsubô and expressed his discontent. It did however make him focus some more on the speech.

Weak? pfft, just some of us...

He whispered quietly to himself while checking out his newly gained claws. He was extremely satisfied with his new form and he couldn't wait to try it out in a real combat. When the woman mentioned the crimson rain, Emi looked up and edged his ears to hear what she said. Was she also a part of the crimson rain? Even though he was a little against another new kage, a fellow crimson rain ninja could get useful to get to know, and if she would turn the village into the same old crimson rain again, he certainly would not disapprove. As she called up the ninjas to the stage, Emi skidded down the pole and landed next to his friend.

Let's go and see if she's jsut all talk like the other kages

He said with a grin before picking the leash up from the ground and walked up to the stage to take the scroll that was intended for him.

Join us

He exclaimed into the sea of ninjas with his hollow celestial voice. His appearance would surely prove to the villagers of the strength a crimson ninja could have. When he knew the destination in which his fight would be in, he exited the stage and walked with his friend towards the fighting arena.

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[Saiyuki]

Sai stood, with arms crossed as he looked upon the new Amekage. He had seen her before but never spoke to her himself. Hearing her now, he could feel the dignity that exuded from her every word. The Chuunin was glad that this would not be a weak leader. Still, actions speak louder than words. For now though, he would be satisfied with this leader.

What happened next made him raise his eyebrows. The Amekage had came prepared. He wondered what kind of trial this would be, considering that it would have to be done within the village. What could she have prepared for so many people? Could there possibly be a hidden agenda beneath this mission? Sighing to himself, he decided that he would never find out the answers without trying. Retrieving his scroll, he started on his route to his location. It would not take him long.

[Exit]

[-Angel of Ame-]

The Council of Elders


Angel of Rain

Mitsukai remained the last standing kunoichi of the assembly. Every shinobi of Amegakure who wanted to fight for their city had come to her, grabbing a small scroll. Battles would be erupting all over Amegakure. In the distance she could already hear a building exploding in the distance. She shook her head.

"The man behind Amegakure will not approve of this." The Ageless Grace spoke as she approached the glasses-wearing Amekage. Mitsukai turned around to face the woman. The dark haired girl had not forgotten about the mysterious figure who was the true leader of her village.

"I do not care, none of us should care." Mitsukai explained, fingers pushing into her palm to form fists. The Living Sword did not speak as he noticed the display of emotion. Mitsukai was not known to be a woman who translated her feelings so powerfully. "He let Souzen die. He led to Amegakure being weak. We've all been puppets, every Amekage, every council member, and by extension every shinobi." Amegakure's Angel told the assembled seven council members.

"No more."

With that her wings fluttered apart and she launched herself into the air toward the Amekage tower.

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