Those Cheeky Kids!!!(mission)

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Name: Street Clean Up.
Rank: D
IIC Length: 1 Day
Difficulty: Moderate
Description: The streets of Rain Capital need some clean up. Young street punks are getting quite the courage, stepping out during the day time now attacking whom they see fit. It's obvious that the Ninja of Ame need to put these tough guys in their place.
Objective: Teach the Gang Members a lesson, do not kill them.
Reward: 800Yen

Rage walked in through the village gates and stood for a moment, gazing around. His mouth hung open slightly, as he absorbed the sights, smells, and sounds of a capital city. He had walked right into a market square, with wooden stalls stretched out in front of houses. All the stall keepers were declaring their wares, and together they made quite a loud sound, mostly incomprehensible. Some had weapons; swords and knives. Others had books and other miscellaneous items. However most of them had food, everything from fruit, to fish and things like boiled octopus, to strange herbs and spices to add to the main meals. There were many people in the square, people flitting from stall to stall, people standing around and talking despite the heat of the day, he even saw one pickpocket help himself. He was going to confront the man, but he vanished into the crowd, and Rage shrugged. That wasn't his mission anyhow. Instead, he looked to a stall with the boiled octopus and inhaled the smells wafting from it. His mouth watered and he wanted to buy something, but he had gone and donated all his money to the Vault. That hadn't been good timing. Laughing, he shrugged and decided it was time to get on with his mission.

He walked over to the space between two nearby house, and entered the alley. The day was hot and humid, and he felt it especially in that closed in little area. He quickly checked around himself to see that that no one was watching, then scaled the wall, quick as a squirrel. There was no need to let people know he was there; they might start asking questions, and if he let his mission slip the gangs would either hide away or try to ambush him or something. He hummed an active tune to himself and started jogging quietly along the rooftops, farther into the city, keeping low and out of sight of the people below in the streets. He heard what sounded like a scuffle up ahead of him, and hoped that would be a gang so he could use aggressive negotiations to persuade them that a gang wasn't in their best interests. He was in luck; there was a group of three kids, all rather tall and skinny, beating up a younger kid. The three looked to be around 12, the kid to be around 8. One of them said "You should have just given us the wallet, kid!" Rage saw this prize being held up by another of the bullies. All three of them had white shirts on with the symbol for "Snake" on the back. Rage approached them from the rooftops, until he was almost directly above them.

He leaped down, his feet landing squarely on the shoulders of the boy who had been holding up the wallet. This boy went down with a cry, and the other two had time to spin around and catch the young genin's oncoming fists with their faces. One spun around the other way and collapsed in a heap, but the other was made of sterner stuff. He was forced a few steps back, and tried to gather himself. Rage let him; He dropped into his Issukuntou stance and prepared the Crashing Wave, his feet resting at the point right before it would snap out. The last boy charged, his arms raised with one blocking his face and the other going for a punch. Rage's kick thudded into his abdomen, and he flew straight backwards and then onto his back. Rage heard the first boy, the one he had landed one, struggle to his feet. The young genin didn't even turn; he just crooked his elbow and smashed it backward where he figured the guys face would be. The sound of bone snapping indicated he'd broken the kid's nose, and the boy fell, blood streaming down his face.

Figuring they were finished, he picked up the fallen wallet, helped the child who had been getting beat to his feet, and gave him back his wallet. "Th... thank you!" the kid stammered out. Rage gave him a smile and a shooing motion, and watched as the kid walked away, holding his side. Rage looked back at the bullies on the ground. They were moaning, so they were in pain but conscious. "Now you guys aren't gonna do anymore bullying, are you?" he said to them. The one he had punched who fell managed to spit out "No sir..." The shinobi nodded and said "Good. 'Cause if you do, I'll be back... and you won't enjoy that one either." Suddenly he spotted a pouch the one of the boys had dropped. He picked it up and checked inside. Money, probably pilfered from other kids. "I'll be taking this as compensation," he said. He figured he'd give it back to the city by spending it at the market square. He made his way back, this time going through the alleys. Although it had been a small gang, it was a first step, and the first step was always the hardest...

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Rage emerged back out onto the market square, once more being absorbed into the cacophony of sounds and smells. He immediately made his way to a seller of boiled octopus and bought three large sizes. He exchanged the money for the food, then stood gazing in wonder at them. Aloud, he said to them "Where have you been all my life?" He then proceeded to devour one, and the shopkeeper laughed. Rage grinned at him and walked away from the stall, and continued by polishing off another of the octopuses. He wondered around the marketplace for awhile, experiencing the sights and sounds of it. He bought mostly treats with his acquired money; nothing practical at all. Three times he returned to the octopus-seller to buy more. Eventually he ran out of money, but he returned to the octopus seller and smiled at him till the man caved. "All right," he said, smiling back at him. This one is on the house!" He gave another large octopus to him and said "Whats your name, kid?" Rage decided not to give him his nickname, but his full name. "Tony Sansutomu," he replied, and tried to eat his octopus. Tried, because the second the man heard Sansutomu, his smile vanished to be replaced by an angry look, and he snatched the octopus right out of Rage's hand. "Sansutomu!" the stall keeper exclaimed. "I don't want any of you filth in here! OUT!" Rage was puzzled, but didn't want to attract trouble. Unfortunately, upon hearing the the old man yell like that, several people turned to look. They started whispering back and forth to each other, and several times the blond haired boy heard "Sansutomu," mentioned. Usually it was accompanied by a shake of the head or some such.

Rage turned to a boy nearby who was staring at him as though he was the devil. The genin had had enough, and he asked the boy "Why are people mad at Sansutomu?" The boy replied "Havn't you heard? Theres a bunch of guys going around beating up others, stealing things, and graffiti-ing walls. They say they're part of the Sansutomu bloodlimit, and if anyone tries to stop them, they'll call up a storm and destroy houses and things. The boy scampered away as Rage's jaw dropped open. "No way..." he thought. "If anyone was doing that, surely Mother and Father would have found out and stopped it! They can't really be part of our bloodlimit... they must be faking it!" Rage didn't usually get angry, but at this notion he started to. He pushed his way past the crowd that had started to gether, and ran over to the nearest wall. He once again took to the rooftops, looking around.

He started running over the roofs, leaping from roof to roof, looking for gangs. He searched around from the roofs, but didn't hear anything that might indicate a gang, and he saw nothing either. He eventually figured out that this would go faster if he bothered to ask someone where this gang could be found. Feeling sheepish, for he had spent a good hour wandering aimlessly, he descended from the rooftops and spoke to the first person he saw. No dice, though. The man heard that Rage was looking for the "Sansutomus" and decided he had pressing matters elsewhere. Rage continued his search, but he got the same response from the next three people he met. He continued on, and proved that luck rewards the faithful. He came out of an alley onto an almost deserted street, and three people came to stand by him. One stood straight in front of him, one stand a bit to his left, the other a bit to his right. All three of them were short, at only 4' or so, and they were chubby. Not fat, but chubby. One said "Hey buddy... guess what? You have to honor to be facing members of the Three Storms bloodlimit. Now fork over your pack or be prepared to get stormed on!." Rage looked them over and saw neither mark of his bloodline. They didn't have the naturally tanned skin nor the sky blue eyes. He smiled; an evil smile. He replied with "Thats funny... That blood is in me too." He activated his Fuukamanako, and his eyes took on the properties of the storm, his pupil blue like the sea, his iris flashing like lightning, the whites of his eyes taking on the aspect of the clouds.

Laughing at the sudden fear in their eyes, the genin says "Now... I just happen to think you guys are faking." His eyes are staring at the one in front, but his hand darts to the side and grabs the chubby guy on his right by the collar. He hauls him off balance, till his face is right in front of Rage's own. Rage shifts his eyes to stare at the one he has grabbed. The bully is perspiring heavily, proving his fear. The young shinobi continues "Now... I think I might just let you guys off the hook. That is, if you lead me to the rest of your friends."
The one on the left one moans at this and says, while gesturing heavily "We cant! They'll beat us up." Rage lets him finish, then his free hand comes up and smashes into the bully's face. He is normally not this violent, but people sullying his name in such a way is not normal either. He says "And you think I wont? Chances are that they'll all be unconscious by the time I'm finished anyway." The remaining bullies quickly nod, and Rage releases the one hes holding and gestures for them to start walking. The one whos face has been smashed remains on the ground, and is all but forgotten by Rage as he is led away.

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Rage is led further into the town, and it seems as though it's a worse area. Nothing too bad, but its grimier, with the streets looking worse and worse maintained. There are weeds poking up through paving stones every now and then, and there are even a few run-down and abandoned buildings. They are going further and further into the slums of the town, and now the darker side of the city comes up. The young genin keeps his eyes wide open, on alert for a hint of something wrong. Theres probably more then one gang based in the slums, but right now he can't afford to be side-tracked; he will need to be focused when he faces the imposters. Speaking of which, his guides stop and point to a house which appears abandoned. "Thats it," he says, and the other seems to be shaking. He's either afraid the shinobi will attack them now that he no longer needs them, or probably, he is afraid of what will happen in the shinobi does not convince the gang to stop and it is found out who lead him there. He looks at the house and waves them away; they almost trip in their mad scramble to leave, and Rage pays them no mind. He approaches the supposed hideout from the shadows of other buildings.

It's a large building, two stories tall with what seems to be a cellar door on the western side. It looks to be about 50 feet by 70 feet with a balcony up on the second floor overlooking the street. There are few windows, and the glass is either cracked or missing entirely from the ones that are there. The walls are a uniform gray, the color of old and dead trees. Whatever paint or siding it once had has been worn away by the constant rain. It has a sloped roof which looks rather flimsy; its surprising the whole house is still standing, all considered. When Rage gets close enough, he powers up his bloodlimit, and his eyes once again achieve the power of the storm as the physical fades away. He can barely see the house, the water chakra is so thin in the wood now. However, the lightning of other bodies stands out clearly, and Rage counts 12 people altogether. 3 on the second floor, 4 down below in the cellar, and the remaining 5 are on the ground floor. Even as he watches, one of those on the ground floor departs through the front door, and Rage watches him go. He has a white coat on his back, and it has the Sansutomu crest on it. Rage is where he should be, and it is now time to act.

He scales a nearby wall, and is once again on the roof. He leaps to the balcony of the hideout, making plenty of noise, then quickly disappears onto its actual roof. His eyes allow him to watch as the three inside make startled gestures, then one predictably walks outside to investigate. Rage waits until he is fully outside and leaning over the balcony, then drops behind him and gives him a quick kidney shot, then an elbow to the back of the head. He almost falls over the edge of the balcony, but Rage isn't supposed to kill any and thus grabs his collar and pulls him back onto the balcony. He lets him drop as the two inside utter curses and charge out to meet him. They approach with fists raised, but there stances are uncertain and leaves plenty of ares open. Rage waits, then as they close, he darts in close; too close for them to react to him, with such terrible stance. One fist per enemy solar plexus, and the two crumple, groaning in pain as the wind is forced out in a whoosh. Rage shakes his head in disgust; surely they have better fighters then this in their gang?

Rage hears the gang members on the ground floor shouting, and then some come pounding up the stairs. Rage can see at least three, too many to fight hand to hand. They might get a lucky shot in. He quickly goes back onto the balcony, swings out over the railing, and drops down to the ground. Three upstairs means one alone. He takes advantage of this, and simply walks in through the front door. This one seems larger then the other, but he is standing at the foot of the stairs, staring stupidly up and asking whats going on. Rage quickly closes the distance before he sees him, and drops him with a hastily executed Crashing Wave kick. It retains most of it power, however; this larger boy slams against the railings of the stairs and goes through them, landing in a heap on the floor. He hears the three upstairs shouting again, and he exits into the cellar. Letting his Weathering Eye drop for a moment, he sees that it is dimly lit, only a single torch lit. The four on this floor are gathered around it, counting cash. Either they hadn't heard the ruckus, or they figured all those upstairs would be able to quell it.

Rage smiles and draws one of his kunai. He hurls it at the torch, catching it in the side and knocking it over. The pool of light it casts is significantly reduced to the corner it is now facing, and the new genin doesn't give the gang members any time to react. He activates his Weathering eye again, and the darkness no longers hinders him; he sees his four opponents clear as day, although they no longer see him. He rushes in among them, his fists flying and feet whirling. Soon three are down, as the one closest to the torch rushes to put it back upright. As the light returns, all he sees in three of his friends on the ground. Rage sneaks up behind him and clubs him in the head. "This is rather easy, actually..." Rage says to himself quietly. He exit the cellar through the outer door, and plans on how to beat the remaining three.

Deciding to try the old fashioned way, Rage circles around the house and enters the front door. The three see him immediately, and make the rush him, but stop as he raises his hand. "Just so you know..." he begins. "Your other friends are all out. Your the only three left. And I figure you should know that I'm beating you up because you're beating up innocent people and robbing them. Any questions?" Rage ends this little speech with a huge grin on his face, just to annoy them. One of the bullies says "Yah, I got a question. How you gonna stop the boss? He'll cause a storm and destroy this whole town! Don't you know he's got the Three Storms abilities!?" Rage tries to grin bigger, fails, and says "Good. I'll be happy to test my storm capabilities against his." The bullie's face pales, and with a strangled cry he rushes at rage. The shinobi simply sidesteps and sticks his foot out. The bully trips over it and smacks his forehead on a nearby table. He doesn't bother to get back up. The remaining two glance at each other, and decide they've had enough; they turn and run, diving out the windows. Rage nods triumphantly, then turns and walks out the front door. One more little chore to take care of; tracking down and beating up this boss of theirs, claiming he's got Rage's bloodlimit.

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Rage departs from the vicinity of the house. He wanders back into the alleyways of the slums, without a real destination. His triumphant feeling soon fades; beating a couple of small fry senseless wont help if he can't take out the gang leader. He continues along, emerging from the alleyways to walk along the streets. He slowly finds himself back into the better parts of town. Hoping to get lucky, he just continues to walk around. He is tiring however; he had walked from the Hidden Village to the Capital, looked around the marketplace and explored it, gotten in a street brawl with that first gang, had done all these things without taking a break. Unfortunately, he had donated all his money and had none to sleep in an inn, so he will be roughing it tonight.

Rage decides that even if he does manage to find the gang leader, by now it is too late. By finding him, he might be too tired to take him down, and he might acquire a beating of his own. But he decides that he would rather sleep outside then in this city he doesn't know. Who knows what sort of individual might prey on him while he was asleep? While asleep he was as vulnerable as everyone else. So he tried to remember the way out of the city, and fails. After his aimless wandering he doesn't really knows where he is. He takes to the rooftops and looks around, trying to spot the market or the exit. He can't, and so relocates, moving closer to the edge and completely out of the slums. He manages to spot the exit, and makes his way towards it. He almost falls several times, thanks to tiredness, but gets to the gates without huge incident. He walks out and gives a friendly wave to the gaurds. Heading into the forest, he finds a sheltered spot under some fallen trees and some bushes. He rolls out a sleeping bag and goes in, falling asleep as soon as his head hits the ground.