Mission: Escort the Supplies!

[suno]

Mission:

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Name: Escort The Supplies!
Rank: C
Difficulty: Moderate
Posting Limit: 4 per Member
Location: The supplies are being escorted across the wet flat lands and grassy plains of Amegakure. Some obstacles one may come across include flooded rivers, mud covered paths, and sunken grass.
Description: A shipment of supplies for the Kage Tower project are arriving from the east. Your job is to meet up with the shipment at the eastern border of Ame no Kuni and escort them safely to Amegakure. Reports of bandits and highway thieves have been reported in the area, so the utmost caution is required.
Objective:
Protect the shipment of supplies from any dangers and/or obstacles it may come across.
Each shinobi participant is equivalent to 20 builders that will aid in the construction of the site. Please examine Labor Production Overview for more information.
Reward: 3,000 Ryo per Member

Training:

Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye,") 3rd Tomoe
Rank: "A"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye,") 3rd Tomoe allows the user to track movements and copy them for techniques. Also capable of piercing stronger GenJutsus.
Special: ---
Drawback: Technique Copying has its limits as well as Movement tracking.
Description: Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye") 3rd Tomoe The eyes of the user turns red in color with a black pupil in the middle. Three Tomoe (Comma) appears around the pupil. Each eye gains three Tomoe.
Able to see through "A" Rank and lower GenJutsus.
Able to predict 5 movements per opponent. 6 if user has Chakra Sight.
Able to copy a technique to learn. Every Training Point User earns they get an Additional 2 Points to learn the technique.
Additional Point does Not go into User's Class, nor Mastery.
Additional Point takes away from learning Capacity such as universal technique points and non mastery points.
May only copy Releases (If you know Release first), Perceptions (If you know Perception first), and Basic non Chakra Related Fighting Styles and TaiJutsu Techniques.
May copy Technique Trees if user learns the first technique that starts the Technique Tree.
Does not Copy Multi Ranked Techniques, except the first initial technique.
Does not Copy Selfish Techniques
Must watch technique being performed at all times whether it is Playable Character or Non Playable Character. Must not take eyes off of person performing said technique.

Limit: Must be part of the Uchiha clan (うちは一族 "Uchiha family"), Must know Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye,") 2nd Tomoe. Only obtainable after three events or interaction missions after obtaining Sharingan (写輪眼 "Copy Wheel Eye,") 2nd Tomoe

Continued from here.

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The ninja were running swiftly across the flat, wet countryside of Rain. The hidden Rain village had request the team escort a supply caravan. Suno was worried about this particular mission, not because he didn't think he could handle it, but because he was still hurting from his last mission. The others had received medical attentions for their wounds, and had been healed right away. After a day or two, they were fine. Suno, who had been beaten black and blue, didn't bother wasting his time in the medical facility. There wasn't much they would have been able to do anyway. Maybe give him a pill or two to deal with the constant pain. Still, he had somehow been made leader of this team while his sensei was still out on his mission.

That worried him to. He had not heard from him in a long while. Looking back at the others, they seemed to be lost in their own world as they traveled. Suno didn't say anything to them. He allowed them to stray into their own thoughts. They were still close enough to the village that they weren't any in real danger. Most of the crime around the village was already in the village. Of course, with the land being as flat as it was, there wasn't really any need to be worried. They would see any attack miles before they were close. Thats assuming its not an enemy ninja. And if that was the case, they had a whole different level of problems to worry about.

The three man squad spent most of the day traveling, with few words said. They were now in more dangerous territory, so they didn't stray into their thoughts nearly as often. Every so often, one would begin to drift, before being called back by the others. As the sun set over the horizon, Suno called a halt for the day. They still had only a few miles left, but he wanted to wait till morning before arriving. At night, they wouldn't be able to see anything. It was a new moon period, which meant a lack of moon light. After a short meal, they all played rock, paper, scissors to determine the watch order. Suno had first watch.

While the others slept, he would place his back up against a small grassland tree. A few more could be spotted around. While he sat, his eyes began to tire, and mind started to drift. He began to think about his last mission. Before he knew it, he was going through flash backs. The savage beating he received in order to catch the mission target, the practice with using his Sharingan abilities. He thought about how people seemed to slow when they went to strike. He could see how their bodied tensed when they were preparing to throw a punch. Watching their leg muscles, he could see before they ever did it just where, and how they were gonna turn.

Thinking about the real Uchihas, he wondered just how scary it was to go up against one of them. To watch as your enemy seem to know what you were doing before you had even thought of it. That was the true ability of the Uchiha. The fear. Most were no more threatening then the average ninja. But the fear their eyes inspired into their opponent..that was the true golden ability. He did not even have the full ability, and he could already see the movements of others. None of his team mates were any good at casting Genjutsu though. That really was the one thing lacking in this team. Suno himself could preform it..but it wasn't anything other then invisibility techniques..which were very limiting on the user. Most of his were nothing more then temporary defenses until he could come up with another strategy.

They boy continued to think about these things. He did not notice his eyes growing heavier with each passing second. Before he knew it, he was fast asleep, dreaming about a time long, when the worst worry on his mind was what game was he gonna play after school. These dreams would only be ended by the rising sun.

[suno]

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When the Sun rose the following morning, Suno was the first one to wake. The air was already humid, and the sky was begging to grow cloudy. It would still be a few hours before it begun raining, but from the looks of the clouds that had already formed, it was going to be a terrible storm. Great. Shoving himself up, his body protested the movement. He was stiff from falling asleep the way he did. Looking at the others, they were still sleeping. Sighing, he nudged them with his foot.
"Hey..Sun is starting to come up..we need to move." He didn't wanna be stuck any one place for to long in the day. On the open plain like this, it made them easy targets.

As the other two began to move, they collected there things and began moving. They started out at a slower pace today then the one before. They had covered alot of ground, and it would take them an hour at most to reach the small village. The hour passed with out much interaction between the three. Nothing needed to be said. They were all focusing on what they had to do. As the village came into view, the slowed there pace even more, until eventually they were walking through the gates. A small guard stood near the gates. When they noticed the head bands, they gave a small bow, and showed them the way. They were brought before an elderly man. He was advanced in years, but his body still looked rock solid. As if he was half the age of what it really was. It didn't take a good ninja to tell this man was a real physical fighter who took care of his body.

They exchanged greetings. Suno, ready to get the mission underway, asked the man how much longer. The man explained it should only take another hour to gather all the supplies, and the men they were taking with him. Nodding, the other three would sit in silence, eating their breakfast as they watched the village work. When everything was ready, Suno and his team was called. Taking a deep breath, they would begin their three day journey to the Hidden Rain Village. This was gonna be a pain. The caravan was slow. It was made up of older men, or younger children, around Suno's age. The rest of the men had been left in the village not only to protect it, but to continue gathering supplies for the next shipment. The the few middle age men in the caravan, looked extremely green, even in his eyes.

This was obviously a feeling shared by the entire team, but none of the three said a word about it. With a long journey ahead, it gave Suno a chance to slow down, and really observe the people they were traveling with. The children there, were all around nine, to twelve years old. They were not here to fight, or even to handle the massive about of wood, and other building supplies. Suno learned from one that they were there to do mostly cooking, feeding, and to help move, and carry around the small things that the others didn't have time for. But most of these responsibilities wouldn't come up until they stopped for the night. Until then, they would simply run around, and play with each other.

Suno found this interesting to watch. He missed out on this part of his childhood. He had entered the Ninja academy at seven, and graduated at nine. From then, he had been a Genin training his jutsus..and even the few years in the academy, when not in class, most were spent training his puppet techniques in private with his teacher. So he never really got to play with other children. His team maters were a few years older then him, and were already planning for the Chunin exams..they had no time to "play". He watched them run around and chase each other. He asked one boy what they were doing. The kid looked shocked that someone as young as Suno didn't know. "tag" he replied.

"Tag.." Suno replied. "How do you play?" The boy continued to stare in confusion. "There aren't really rules..if your tagged..your it..you chase the others and try to tag them so they are it..get it?" Suno nodded his head as he continued to watch. He began to think..this would be perfect Sharingan training. The constant movement, and change of direction made by your opponent..no opponents. The amount of kids running around, you really had to look around, and examine each one..trying to find the slowest one. He even noticed some of the smarter children used strategy, hiding behind the others, running through the other kids to confuse the one chasing them.
"Can I play..?" Suno asked suddenly. He wanted to play so bad. His team mates looked at him and smiled, but said nothing.

Soon, Suno was part of the fray. He was chasing the other kids. He was careful not to use any of his ninja abilities, like shushin. They made it clear if he started using that, he was no longer invited to play. But there was one thing they didn't mention. Careful to keep his head at an angle, his hair would cover his eyes from view. Underneath, his eyes were blood red, with two black little marks. He was right. Tag was the perfect game for him. Some of these kids were faster then what he originally thought, and much smarter. He began to rely more and more on his sharingan to tell where they were going. The others became amazed at how quickly he was able to tag people. Soon, they decided to make him the permanent tagger. The game turned into staying away from Suno. Suno loved every minute of it. He began to challenge himself. Trying to predict at first two movements, then three..then four. He wanted to react to there movement, before they ever even made it.

The game would continue on and off. Soon the day would began to come to a close. The caravan would stop for the night. Looking up to the sky, Suno noticed it had not rain..but it was still very cloudy..and dark. It bothered him..he wasn't sure why, but it did.

[suno]

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The Sun was now completely gone, the heavy clouds hid any stars that might have shown a little light to the tired travelers. Suno would leave the children he had spent most of the day playing with, and called a team meeting to discuss who would carry out the first watch. They would once again play Rock, paper, scissors to determine who would take first watch. This time around, Suno would take the last watch. He was extremely tired, so he was thankful for it. As he went to sleep, his team mates would handle speaking with the villagers about providing other guards to keep an eye on the supplies. Suno was asleep only minutes after laying his head down.

What felt like only seconds later, he was being shaken awake by the girl on his team. She gave him a tired smile.
"Your turn." She said tiredly. Nodding his head, he pushed himself up and put his gear on. He would began walking silently around the encampment. It had rained a little from the feel of the ground. He had been sleeping under a tree so he had not felt anything. But he knew this was only gonna cause the caravan to move even slower. Having to shove the carts through mud, and puddles was not something he was looking forward to. As he watch wore on, the rain would start falling once again, this time much harder.

By morning, the rain had stopped, and Suno was wet. Most of is clothes were wet. He had used them to keep his puppet from getting wet and rotted. The camp was soon full of commotion as they awoke from there sleep and started to prepare there morning meal. Suno ate a small meal before taking a quick rest while he could. They would soon be on the move again. Today was a much harder trek. The children were not playing, but working. They were running ahead, trying to remove as much of the mud as they could. Others stayed behind and shoved the carts through the mud.

Suno and the other ninja knew that if there was an enemy, now would be the moment to strike. The carts were moving much slower, there wasn't as much attention focused on finding criminals before they struck. It also put more pressure on the young ninja to deal with a situation they weren't exactly prepared for. On top of it, it was starting to rain again. What a day. Most of the day would drag on like this. The rain would stop for a little, before it picked right back up. Everyone was busy shoving the carts along through the mud, and soft earth. The ninja busy pulling their hair out trying to make sure everyone was safe.

Around four in the afternoon, Suno would be making his rounds, when he heard a scream. He was quick to jump into action, telling the other two to stay where they were, he would reach out for his puppet, taking off in the direction of the scream. As he got closer, he found what it was. Someone had stepped in a trap, removing his foot. The trap looked like something a trapper hunting animals would use..but they would never place on on the road..or near the road. This clearly had to be some enemy movement focused on slowing them down..or to give the enemy notice where they were.

He quickly helped the people bandage his leg, trying to keep him quiet. He would then rush to his team mates telling them what happened. They both agreed it was probably a way of giving the enemy notice they were close. Ordinarily, he would want to stop and take a new road..but being the situation it was..they had no choice but to move forward..hoping the number of people would keep anyone from attacking. As darkness fell on the caravan for the second day, Suno volunteered to take the first watch.

While he watched, he would sit farther away from everyone else then normal. His eyes were closed, and he was focusing his chakra to his head. He still had the two tomotoe eyes. He wanted the third. He didn't know why..he just felt he would be safer if he had the third eye. He had asked his parents before if there was a way to force the eyes. They of course said no. But he wondered if he simply focused the majority of his chakra to the eyes..if it would force them to change. After two hours of sitting, molding, and handling his chakra, he released it. This was helping any. He released a sigh and stood up, beginning to walk around the camp once more.

He remembered a conversation he had once had with his father when discussing the sharingan.
"You simply get them when you get them. Your body has to go through experiences, and new challenges. You have to work, and mold your body. It takes alot of power and control to use our gift..you can't just expect to get it because of a name." His words now run true. They were upsetting then..but he started to understand his meaning. His body wasn't truly ready just yet for that kind of power..soon though. He would just keep fighting, and practicing. His sharingan active, he would look up to the sky. Ever so slightly, he could see the moon.

[suno]

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The Next morning came slowly. Even after his shift ended, he laid on the grown, staring up at the moon. The enemy was watching..from somewhere. He just couldn't see it. Neither he nor his team mates had an ability in tracking, or extra senses. A ninja dog would have been wonderful. Still, he was stuck with what he had. And that is what kept him up all night. Trying to come up with plans, and strategies for the coming fight. A fight was sure to come. To many of the people here, even the ninja, were kids. The ones that weren't kids were either old, or didn't look as if they ever handled a blade before in their life.

When the sun started to rise, Suno pushed himself up, and ate a small breakfast. While he and the team ate, he decided to have a small team meeting deciding how they were gonna handle the final leg of the mission. Suno was gonna stay in the middle, keeping his puppet close at hand. One of his team mates was gonna stay at the front to keep a sharp look out, while the other guarded the rear. He was placing the weaker of the two in the rear. She was smart, and confident, but lacked any fighting skills. He also felt that the enemy was gonna strike at the front, preventing any of the people from running for help to the Hidden Rain.

As the caravan began to move, Suno would place himself inside one of the carts in the shadow. As the children and adults passed him, they would simply think he was meditating. But he was continuing the same training he had been doing the previous night. Molding Chakra, he channeled the flow of the chakra to his eyes. Behind the close lids, his sharingan would activate. Keeping his lids closed, he would continue to channel as much as he could to his eyes. The training was actually kind of channeling after long periods. The constant handling, and direction of the chakra had to be good for chakra control.

As noon rolled around, the caravan would come to a temporary halt so everyone could eat a quick, small meal. During this time, he hold his team mates about it. While they didn't do it as long as he did, he would watch them start to sweat during the short break as they tried it out. They all had a laugh at watching one another do the little exercise. But the games came to an end, and he was an adult once again as the convoy started moving.

It was about two in the afternoon when Suno checked a small map he had been given for the mission. He figured another three hours and they would be insight of the village. Or so he thought. While studying the map, he began to hear a commotion going on near the front of the line. Staring ahead, he heard his name being screamed. His hands reached out behind him, throwing chakra strings on top his puppet. Throwing it forward, it would come to life, hoping along with him. As he ran forward, he would see ten bodies or so lying dead on the ground already. four of them belonged to the people he was suppose to protect. Growing angry, he looked up and saw twenty or so people coming out of hiding places in the grass.

Looking for his team mate, he couldn't find him. He was struck by the thought that he could be laying lifeless in the grass. He was suddenly struck by fear. He had never considered before his team mates dying. They weren't the best ninja in the world, but they always seemed untouchable to him. They would take a hit only to stand back up. As he stood paralyzed, He would watch as a Shuriken flew past his head and hit one of the attacking men. Turning, he would see one of his team mates, fury in her eyes. He looked deep into her eyes before turning away. Her eyes spoke of hatred. They were eyes of someone who was not about to give up. This is what he needed.

Come back to life, he would throw his arms forward, and send as much chakra as he could quickly muster, sending them to his eyes. The world would slow down again, just as it had a few days previously when he was hunting down the gangster. This was it. Using his blood ability, and his puppet, he began to dance around the battle field. His eyes would watch their muscles, determining which way they were gonna move as they flexed. With a simple flick of his finger, or a nudge of his wrist, his puppet would fire off weapons striking them before they ever had time to dodge. Previous training had taught him to always aim in front of the target. That is exactly what he did.

For the few lucky enough to get close, trying to take him out at close range, he would continue to dance around them. To him, their movement seemed sluggish. He wondered if this is what a Taimaster felt after years of training. The easy ability to look at the opponent and tell what they were about to do. It really was unfair, while they spent years dedicating themselves to the art of taijutsu to gain that ability, he practically got it over night.

[suno]

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Even with the gift, he still could not take on several people at a time. He had yet to train that far ahead. On top of which, he was a puppet user. His close range attacks were naturally slower. Taking a hit across the face, he was sent backwards onto the ground. He laid there breathing heavily. Now that he had stopped moving, he could feel just how tired his body was. While puppetry didn't require you to move the entire battle, it did take a toll on your mental abilities, as well as your chakra levels. That being said, he was also having to dodge those skilled enough to get close to him. He was relying too heavily on his sharingan. Something he didn't normally do.

The people guarding the convoy began to push back the attackers. Watching as the ninja defended them, it slowly inspired some of the younger ones to take up weapons. A few of the older men didn't wanna be showed up by a bunch of kids, also took of arms and began helping any way they could. Suno turned his head watching this in awe. watching the small group come together..it was really something. In the back of his mind, he could hear his sensei telling him to get up and do something. Smiling, he forced himself back to his feet.

His eyes had returned to normal while he was on his back. The man that struck him, was looking at him laughing.
"Tough for a kid..but i will knock that smile off again." The two men he had behind him laughed. They seem to enjoy beating up on a kid. Suno continued to smile as he channeled chakra to his eyes once more. They stopped as they watched his eyes turn red, they focused on the dots in the center. They knew what this was.
"Let me show you something else.." Suno said with a cold laugh. Forcing the flow of chakra to his hands, he began forming seals. Placing his hands to his lips, he would shoot five small white bolts from his lips. Each shot was fired off slow, and aimed as best as he could.

The men who had been smiling only moments ago were now running in fear. They wouldn't get very far as the fire technique would go through their heads. Suno liked this technique because it sealed the wound back up after it goes through. But he knew the damage had been done. All three of them fell to the ground motionless. The fighting continued on for only a few minutes more. But it was over. His mission was a success. He had repelled the crooks from taking the supplies from the convoy. He would fall back to the ground, tired. His eyes turned back to normal.

He was soon joined by both his companions, happy to see them, he jumped and hugged them both. The eldest had been knocked unconscious earlier in the fight, but had been protected by the girl. They each exchanged stories. While the battle was over, the hard part was yet to come. As they picked up the bodies that belonged to the convoy, Suno was overcome with grief seeing some of the faces. They were happy people, who loved to have fun, and work. It was sad to know they would never smile again.

As the convoy got on the move again, Suno would begin writing up a mission report. They would soon arrive in the village with all the supplies.

[Defiant]

+25

Despite this being like, 5 posts of training, it was well written enough to keep my interest all the way through