The Disappearance Of A Priest - [M]

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Name: The Disappearance Of A Priest
Rank: A
IIC Length: N/A
Difficulty: A Rank
Objective: Find the priest and end his life
Description: A priest by the name of Father Yenma has been stealing from the church for months. He was eventually caught in the act, eliminated two of his fellow workers. Now on the run with the money, he plans to use the money to buy rogue shinobi and mercenaries, to eliminate a high council member who wanted to remove the church entirely which would have left him jobless.

Reward: 80,000

The Broker


Father Yenma

Chapter 01 - Gathering The Information

An abandoned cabin which stood at the center of an open field with high grass which reached up to an individual's knees. The current time eight at night, with a light rain and thunderstorm ending. Roman sat in the living room of the cabin, smoking his cigarettes and on a teared up red leather two seat couch. The coffee table in front of him was knee length, and covered in cigarette buds. While Roman sat there watching the news on the tv, he finished his cigarette and tossed the bud of it on the table. Three precise knocks were heard, Roman shifted his eyes towards the door and spoke up. "Come in"

The door opened, a blonde slender individual wearing a tuxedo entering the cabin. The broker shifted his eyes slowly and with a sigh of disgust, he spoke up as he walked in and closed the door behind him. He held a vanilla folder and handed it over to Roman. "This place is a mess.. and your cigarettes are all over the table.. is all you do is smoke and drink? Is that what you spend your money on? Any who, I have an assignment for you."

Roman chuckled as he lifted himself off the sofa, wearing his black trench coat and hoodie. He grabbed the vanilla folder and read it to himself, as his eyes shifted as he opened it. After reading the information, he closed the folder and spoke up. "Not interested, You know I only do infiltration missions and gathering info.. I don't do killings.." The broker was shocked, and replied back with a chuckle. "How does 80k sound as payment?"

Roman looking around the cabin, seeing the mess in almost disgust as he sighed to himself and placed his hands in his pocket. On his back was his quiver and his bow. He spoke up as he closed his eyes and then opened it.

"Fine, will do it... I can't continue to live poor like this.."

The Broker being excited for a brief moment as he walks over to the window near to the entrance door and speaks.

"I did some recon.. and the priest is heading straight to an event known as "The Gladiator's Den" its an event which tons of individuals pay for to see the best of the best fighters. From what I'm assuming here, he plans to use that money to buy those fighters, to use to kill the high council member and his guards. I bought you a ticket to enter the arena."

Roman walking over to the Broker, who then turned to face with as he hands Roman the ticket. Roman responding back as he places the ticket in his pocket.

"So I'm going to spectate the event and see which individuals he picks? Along with finding him?"

The Broker laughing as he plants his right hand on Roman's shoulder and speaks back.

"No my friend, you won't be an audience member, you will be one of the fighters. I expect you to win and get chosen by him."

Roman sighs to himself as he looks at the Broker with an annoyed look.

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Chapter 02 - The Gladiator's Den

Roman and his broker walked side by side on a dirt pathway as they were heading straight to the arena. Roman kept his hands in his pocket, while the Broker placed both his hands on the back of his head. Roman held a cigarette in his mouth and smoked without holding the cigarette and spoke up to the broker.

"So, the event doesn't start until an hour.. and I'm assuming that my target is in the VIP section watching.."

The Broker shifted his eyes to stare at Roman, giving a nod and then responding back.

"That's right, I will be in the audience watching just in case you need help."

The both of them stopping in their tracks, as they stared at the entrance of the arena, two different lines were seen. One for the fighters, and the others for the audience. Roman entering the line, eventually giving his ticket, and entering the building. Upon entering, he headed straight to the locker rooms, where each person was assigned a fighter.

The minutes passing by, and Roman entering the fighting arena, being watched by the thousands and the crowd cheering loudly. His opponent, a 6'0ft mesomorph individual, who wore the hidden leaf symbol headband on his forehead scratched out. He crackled his knuckles, staring at the 5'6ft medium built Roman. His opponent being named Ki spoke up.

"You wear no headband, and no uniform representing any ninja village.. I suggest you forfeit.."

Roman chuckled as he wore his face mask, his eyes being the only thing that is visible. He replied back as he kept his hands in his pockets.

"Bashing an individual's appearance is the worst thing you can do to act cocky.. just because I hail from no village, doesn't mean I am at a disadvantage.."

Ki was done talking, and began to perform his own hand signs, while Roman did the same. The arena was massive in size, having trees, water, and a solid earth base. The way the audience was able to see them clearly, was due to the television screens that showed their front and backs.

Ki finishing up his hand signs, firing a ball of fire towards Roman. Roman just finishing his hand sign, performing the hidden mist jutsu and leaping to the left far away from the fire. Ki seeing this mist and squinting his eyes to try to get a better view. Roman on the other hand, placing his thermal goggles on, along with summoning five water clones.

The clones constantly running all around Ki's surroundings. Ki using his ears to aid him, shifting his eyes, head, and body. The sound of running stopped, the clones being a rather far distance, firing their arrows at Ki. The strikes impacted both his knee caps, his elbows, and his left foot. Ki coughing up blood and before he could perform another hand sign, a massive wave of water rushing towards him, this being Roman's A Rank water technique. The water being so strong, taking his opponent away and applying so much pressure, making him exhausted and breathing heavily.

The mist coming to an end, Roman's clones turning back to water, and Roman now standing in front of his opponent with his hands to his pocket. Ki continued to exhale heavily as he spoke up with a chuckle.

"Hehe, impressive.. I give up.."

The match being over, Roman heading straight to the lockers as Father Yenma leans against the wall of the entrance to the lockers. He speaks to Roman with a smirk on his face.

"nice match, I was wondering if you would like to help me on a mission. I can offer you much more money than this tournament has to offer.."

Roman looking at the wad of cash and replying back.

" I'm in.."