Illegal is always faster (Mission)

[Hamura]

Name: Gang wars.
Rank: “C” Rank.
IIC Length: 48 hours.
Difficulty: Moderate.
Description: Small turf wars from gangs within the village have been breaking out lately, and causing havoc within Kumogakure. These gangs consist of Academy flunkies, bandits and the run of the mill thug. The village would have had these trouble makers obliterated with the use of ANBU, but due to a shortage of ANBU, this could not happen. As a result, the gangs have run rampant though out the village and have yet to been put in check.
These gangs are commonly found around the financial districts, market places and crafting shops where they attempt to shake down store owners. With this information, devise a plan to stop the gang and its members: setting traps, attacking head on, etc.
Objective: May be repeated 5 times.
Head to any of these locations and use any means necessary to stop these thugs and the gang they may be from.
Personnel Requirements: 1-3 Genin +(1 Chuunin if desired).
Reward: 23,000 ryo (21,000 ryo for a non-nin).

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The mission Hamura had taken on for himself was one that had a rather personal reasoning behind it, one that made it rather imperative that he was the one that took care of it, and not a random other Shinobi. When he had first encountered the four people that now live under his roof, he had been after them due to charges of pick pocketing, at which point he had no choice other than to take them out. At first believing that the older girl was the one leading the three boys on so they would steal for her, it was only until he had beaten the boys into submission that she revealed that they were actually all relatives. At the time, Hamura was not sure whether he had to take their word for it, so he had invited them to come to his home.

Knowing that they were criminals that might as well not come at all, he had made sure to issue a threat, stating that he would kill them if they didn't. So when the four of them came to his house and told him their story, he felt relieved that he had taken things into his own hands and hadn't turned them in to the authorities. Figuring that doing so would likely have caused the older ones to be imprisoned and the others put into foster care, having them stay with him was probably the best thing he could have done for the time being. Still, there was the problem they faced, which was that they had all been purchasing their "safety" from a local crime organization, which was why they had been forced to steal.

Armed with his Tanto, his quick loaders and his Shinobi attire, the ninja had noticed that the problem was to be dealt with at any cost. This meant that he was allowed to kill them all if things went south, and that was exactly what he might end up doing. As he had never really taken a life before, at least not to his knowledge, part of him felt like these were the kind of people that deserved to be robbed of their last breath and their place on this earth. Even so, he would only resort to such things if there was truly no other solution, though he would not refrain from roughing them up or making them wish they had never become a part of the criminal underworld. That at least was a promise he could make.

[Hamura]

The sad thing about the mission he was currently undertaking was that a lot of people involved with them did not have much of a choice other than to comply with the wishes of the leader. As the mission described, the Anbu was supposed to take out the entire group along with the leader, meaning a lot of people who really had no other choice than to do what they were told would have been murdered for the greater good. That was something Hamura could not abide by, and it was something he would certainly bring up once he got back to the Raikage tower once this was all behind him. For now, he would leave the thought in the back of his mind as he pressed on to the location he had been given.

While he could potentially call in the help of a few Anbu members by going to the cinema first, he figured that they would not care much for who they killed, as long as they completed the assignment and removed the threat to the village with root and stem. Believing in his own skill, he figured that he would be more than capable of taking down a bunch of people labeled by the mission description as academy flunkies, bandits and basically just your average criminals. Having been labeled a C rank mission was likely due to the fact that there would be grown ups and some hardened criminals among them that might be able to scare your average Genin, though that would not work on a pragmatic cynic such as Hamura.

The last time he had been sent out to deal with criminals, he had managed to take care of them just fine on his own. The major difference this time however was that these men and women had the nerve to operate right out of the Hidden Cloud itself, meaning they were either really bold, really stupid or a mix of both. Confidence was likely one of those things they had enough of, though that would only get them so far when dealing with someone who had made it his goal to uproot the entire organization with his own hands. True, he was only ten years old, though he had been through some of the toughest things imaginable in life and still managed to come out on top. He had beaten a coma, lost the last of his relatives and spent his days alone, forcing him to grow up a lot faster than the average Genin. Though all of that had made him strong.

[Hamura]

Not far from the marketplace where he had taken down the four he now had around the house, Hamura started his investigation. Using the pointers he had received from the mission details, as well as some far more detailed descriptions from the brothers and sister, he arrived at a warehouse where the four were supposed to be delivering their loot after a day of pick pocketing. To the Shinobi, this would be a great place to start as it would allow him to take care of the person that directly extorted his current guests, thus making sure that it would never happen again. Before he would go in however, he had put a thing or two in place.

Locating explosive tags over the emergency exits, anyone attempting to run out would run into quite the concussive surprise. Once the last door had been tagged, he entered the building through the only door that had not been, as he would not allow anyone to get past him. Entering into the warehouse, the place did not seem like much, being rather deserted. Figuring that the only reason why such a place could be afforded and yet be this understaffed was because of it being used as a front, he approached and interrogated the only men in the room, a rather large one and a more slender but still fairly tall man. Telling them that they were no longer to receive any loot from the pick pockets, the slender male got a bit mouthy.

Deciding not to pay too much attention to this, the boy continued by asking who their employer was, and where he might find them. When his questioning was met with resistance, Hamura made but one attempt at making clear that he was allowed to use any means necessary if it meant getting to their boss and shutting down the operation. In a swift motion, Hamura moved forward, drew a Kunai and sank it into the flesh right above the big man's knee. Undoubtedly causing quite the agonizing pain once he started moving the handle, and therefore the blade a bit, the young man asked again. This time, he held his eyes locked on the slender fellow, gripping another Kunai with his free hand and still nudging at the Kunai that was currently inside of someone's leg.

[Hamura]

Emerging from the building a few minutes later, it seemed that both of the men were all bark and no bite. Allowing themselves to be extorted by a kid must have been the crown jewel on top of their lucrative career, or so he thought when he left the place behind him. Having his location and his name, Hamura tagged the final door and locked the two men in for the police to find. Since he had warned them that opening the doors would trigger a trap, he figured they would be wise enough not to try and make it out until the police managed to extract them. Regardless, he could not really find it within himself to care, not even a little bit. They had gotten what they deserved, and if they wanted to get themselves killed, that would be up to them.

Being somewhat annoyed by the fact that the leader of the organization was not there, the real nuisance was that he had to move all the way to the other side of the village in order to get to a small residence. Having it on good authority that a person called "Kosuke the Clever" was making the place his home, it was stated that he would know exactly where to find the leader, a man the two lackeys knew only as "Maretto". Not really liking all the nicknames as it made it hard for him to track people down, at least harder than he could get done with real names, there was really nothing else he could do. Passing by the cinema, he figured the quickest way to deal with the other two would not be to go by the police first, as it was not really on his route. Instead he let the Anbu know where to pick up the two men before going on his way.

With that much taken care of, he made his way over to the residential area, finding the house in little to no time at all. Now he could only hope that he had not been lied to by the two criminals. Since the concept of trusting criminals was not one he indulged himself in, he'd refrain from barging in and asking questions later. First, he'd need to scout out the area before staking out the house. Gathering information about the neighborhood, the people in it and the person living inside of the house took priority, and as any good Shinobi would, he would take the time he needed in order to get it as acting on a hunch wasn't going to be good enough. If he ended up pouncing the wrong person, he'd end up with a lawsuit, and that was not the kind of thing he was looking forward to at all.

[Hamura]

Two hours passed as Hamura scouted out the neighborhood, finding that the surrounding houses seemed to be inhabited by regular civilians that were just going about their business normally. This put him on edge, as it made the likelihood of the house he had been directed at just more of the same. If he ended up barging into a civilian owned home because a few criminals had told him to, he would be laughed at by every single Shinobi in the village, not to mention that he'd cause the Raikage quite a bit of trouble. And since the likelihood of that reflecting back on him in a highly negative manner was extremely likely, he did an additional bit of stalking. Waiting until the late hours, his patience was repaid when a shady individual showed up at the front door.

Knocking twice before stopping and knocking an additional three times, the door was opened just long enough for the person to enter the building, after which it was immediately closed. While some might argue that it was not a lot to go on, Hamura felt like it was enough to at least check up and put his suspicions at ease. Waiting for five minutes, he made his way over to the door, knocked twice, took a short break and then knocked three more times. Since this was what his ears had picked up on, he could only hope that it was the code to open the door in general, and not a personal code. A few seconds later, the door opened. As a man looked him dead in the eyes, he tried slamming the door shut as soon as he saw Hamura, though he would not get this chance.

Using a body flicker to get through the rapidly closing door, he kicked the man in the knee hard enough to break the cap, causing him to fall to the floor in utter agony. Feeling like there was no time to waste, he placed the sole of his boot on the back of the man's knee as he started making his inquiries. Learning that this was the man called Kosuke, he did not seem all that clever now that he was groveling in the dirt, bleeding answers just to make the pain stop. In a way, he was clever for telling Hamura what he wanted to know, as not complying would result in more bones breaking than he had likely counted on. Asking about Maretto and the business they were running from this place, Kosuke told him that they were running an underground auction, selling only the best items brought in by the pick pockets.

[Hamura]

As Kosuke explained it, this was something that took place every two weeks, making tonight Hamura's lucky night. After a few more questions, the man started talking by himself, explaining everything they had done, how the man named Maretto was the one swinging the gavel at the auctions and how Kosuke was the mastermind behind the pick pocket system. Using those children that had been orphaned by the war against the gale empire, they had managed to get quite a few small hands to work for them, promising them that they'd have a roof over their heads, some food and protection from the bad men. That was however without explaining that they were in fact the bad men. At times, some of the orphans had been used as an example, receiving beatings as a means of showing what happened to those that were not "protected".

Having heard enough, he would use Kosuke's information, which was to look for a dresser in the basement. Apparently, this dresser was used to hide a door to a tunnel that went deeper into the earth beneath the village. It was there that a small room was located, connected by one more tunnel in the warehouse area of the village that allowed criminals of all shapes and sizes to travel to the auction unseen and unharmed by village Shinobi. Feeling like this might be too big for just one person to handle, he had an idea that might help him take care of things once and for all. First though, he would need to infiltrate the auction. With a swift kick, he dispatched Kosuke into the land of slumber, after which he used the transformation technique in order to take his appearance for himself.

Entering through the dresser, he made his way down the hall to where he heard the swinging of a gavel on wood, meaning there was in fact an auction going down. Had Kosuke not been such a huge coward, Hamura might not have known about most of the things he knew now, like how many people he should be expecting, how many ways in there were and what kind of things they were auctioning down there. While hiding in the guise of Kosuke, Hamura entered the room and got a few good looks around. Being able to closely inspect the place and the people there, he could tell that those present were either of the kind that liked showing off expensive stuff to others, or liked having it behind lock and key so only they would be able to look at it. Aside from that, no honest man or woman could have known about such a place, meaning all were potentially dirty.

[Hamura]

Figuring that if he could get this place to be shut down while taking down the leader of the organization along with all the people present here, there would be no further funding to get the smaller affiliated criminals moving. This in turn meant that they would not be able to further Kosuke's plan of training orphans into doing their dirty work, thus taking away their grunts and forcing them to dirty their own hands if they still wanted to make a living based on a failing criminal circuit. All things taken into consideration, by cutting off the head of the snake, the body would die. And so he set in motion his plan to take down the auctioneer of evil, Maretto. Heading into the other tunnel, he formed a clone to look after the exit while the real Hamura released the transformation technique and moved through the earth.

Since the Anbu was supposed to take care of the men in the warehouse, and there was supposedly another way into the underground auction in that district, it did not take much for him to put one and one together, thus making two. The only logical location for the other entrance was in that same warehouse, meaning he would be able to bring the Anbu right on down with him. Getting up through the floor, he found the two members of the Anbu and told them everything. In a matter of seconds, they had located the entrance, which was hidden behind a large stack of crates. Heading on down, the two Anbu along with Hamura quickly brought everyone to their knees, stating that any signs of resistance would result in severe punishment of the physical kind. With most of the men in the room being either the delegating kind or just a rich douche, no real resistance was offered.

Within the next hour, the men and women that had visited the auction had all been brought in for questioning and processing, as all of the ill-acquired goods they had purchased there had to be returned to the real owners. That, and there was still the ongoing investigation into Maretto and Kosuke, though that would be taken care by the Anbu, not by Hamura. Still, during the next day, he saw increasingly less pick pockets, meaning that the criminals that had been running with the two criminal masterminds had likely heard of what had happened and had either bettered themselves or just turned tail and ran. Hopefully, this meant that the orphans they had taken in to do their dirty work by acting as grunts would be able to find a better life for themselves. With some help from the village, he figured that they would be able to, if they had the mind for it. After all, Hamura was also an orphan, yet he was doing just fine.

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