Brewing Storm[P]

[Kuro]

With swift and quick moments the man would leave his former position and make his way towards the Land of Waterfall, he had more important things to take care of, after that he would have some fun. Leaping from tree to tree in the midst of the growing thunder storm. Rain would fall from the crying clouds in the ever dark sky, illuminations of energy clashing and flashing, followed by the thunderous roars of the clouds. War was to be had within the skies, Shingai had only wished he could join in on this game of theirs.

A twisted grin he would be nearing the border, his destination growing that much closer, and the mission would truly begin soon enough. His equipment was fully stocked up, his body well rested, his blood lust growing stronger with every foot step. Should he find this village, he will unleash pure hell upon anyone he comes upon. Killing anyone who dare stand in his way, or even remotely close to his way. The demon had been unleashed.

[|Ayame Unbound|]

Moved.

[Kuro]

A racing heart he had entered the red zone, Shingai's game would begin. No spare lives, no special boosts, this was a basic button smashing game of the century. The swift movements of a trained killer would be moving through the tree branches, acting like the wind the man searched for any signs of life, he needed clues, key markings anything that would set him off on his hunt. He knew he entered from the Southern Border of the country, so first and foremost he would head straight North, if he found water he went to far. No real signs were seen off the bat, and he knew this wasn't going to be an easy test. This was a highly delicate process of search and destroy, but before he could destroy he would have to search his ass off. But he would stop on one tree, then shoot up in a blur, straight to the top.

Standing atop the tree, looking back towards the Land of Fire he could see the clouds and the violent storm he had outran, he knew it was coming this way, he could feel the moisture in the air. He looked towards the North, it was time to move. Dropping back down the tree he would take off on a branch looking downwards at the ground for signs of life, not nature, but human life. Suddenly his eye would catch on something a quick B line and he would cut to the ground. Landing in a crouched position the Demon would lurch up to his full stance. Before his eyes was a footprint in the mud, how interesting.

A twisted grin upon his chin, hidden within the porcelain Demon, a real demon was about to be unleashed. Looking at the direction it was going he would launch off on foot now, in search of more evidence. It would be clear to him soon where he was headed. Pushing forward the man would listen and look, life had to be nearby that foot print was still fresh. He would soon hear shouting kids, he was correct upon his call of time. Taking a right he'd duck into the trees and approach cautiously to make sure not to alarm any one right off the bat. Two young girls, no older then twelve, outside a small log cabin, a rather sturdy looking man standing no more then three feet from the cabin, keeping a close eye on what would be assumed as his daughters. With this Shingai knew the foot print belonged to the children, but that man could be of use.

A flicker of movement and Shingai would be atop the Cabin, no sound was made, but the man below had known now was not a good time to be outside. He would signal to his kids to return to the safety of their home. Blaming the storm that was coming, but once they were inside he would look up to Shingai. "What do you want?" the man would ask. Shingai would shadow step down to the ground, next to the man now, they would be near face to face. Only problem was this man had nine inches on Shingai. A giant of a lumber jack. Shingai would be able to kill him of course but that wasn't his original intentions. "Waterfall," the cold words would be uttered behind the mask. "Not happening" the booming voice of the man would respond to the request. No words in response from Shingai, he knew this man would be easy to break if he had to. "Listen to me pipsqueak, you've got no chance of killing me, so don't use that as a threat. I've gotten plenty of those, and that's where I get the fun of killing wanna-be ninja. But I have a feeling you're no wanna-be, you're just pathetic altogether," the taunts of the man he would dare to turn his back to Shingai he walked over and grabbed two axes, they seemed large but to this man they were merely hand axes.

A brewing storm grows ever closer...

"Let me make this clear to you," Shingai would begin to speak. "When you've killed over one hundred innocent people, whats three more? Even if two of them are little girls?" his taunt would be clearly a threat to the family, and that set the lumber jack off. A quick swing and the blade of the axe would come crashing towards the neck of the Demon. Blink of an eye he was gone, a shadow step bringing him behind the man at this point. A twist and swing and the second axe would have a destination, the chest of Shingai, but this he would merely step back then step to his right quickly, mocking this burly man and his useless attempts. "Let me make this even clearer to you," with that said he would use a new technique of his, staring into the eyes of the man he would preform to quick seals freezing the man in his foot steps. "You can no longer move," he would say and turn towards the house. Walking up to the door, he would place his hand on the knob. "Wait!" the man would shout. Those words would stop Shingai within his tracks. Turning back to the man, he knew he had won.

"I don't know any specific locations, but I know, it's East of this location," a disappointed face was worn by the man, he had failed in his threat. Shingai was no weakling, he could have one in hand to hand styles if he wanted to. But he didn't care to waste his time in the fight, not when he had such an ace up his sleeve. "Just don't hurt the girls," the man would add, such a poor choice in words. Shingai would grin at that remark, as he approached the man. "No worries on that request," with that a quick draw and slash his sword would be drawn across the throat of the man, freeing him from the technique that froze him. But could he possibly strike again? "Poor choice of words by the way," Shingai would mention that he never asked for his own safety. The man would swing with his axe in a final attempt but he was far to weak, Shingai would catch the handle with his left hand, bringing up his katana in his right hand, he would strike downward severing the head of the man ending his struggle. Sheathing his blade he would launch off into the woods, the girls left unharmed.

[Kuro]

He'd head straight East from the Cabin, it was time to make some real fun times. He would slow down and pull out a map, making a slight mark to show where he had been he would now make the line to where he was headed. It wouldn't take a whole lot more work to find a good idea of where this Village is hidden. Closing the map he would pick up the pace and continue his path in search of more clues. Along the way he would find and abandoned house, he used it as a perimeter marking on his map, it wouldn't take a whole lot longer before a good idea could be draw up at this point. Heading north so many miles he would draw in a good idea of where he sat at the top of the tree, marking it as well, he would head East once more. Moving though the trees, not a whole lot of information was found but once he reached a nearby sign that he was reaching the border he would stop and climb yet another tree. Looking West, then North, then South, he would mark his coordinates as close as possible.

The storm was nearing, it had been at least an hour since he left the house after killing the man. Shingai was still craving a fight, one with more of a challenge connected. So for now his challenge was to find this wretched village and make them understand true fear. His next destination would be South, making a square perimeter it wouldn't take much more before he had a good idea of where to look next. This time he would travel on the ground, a safe bet to find clues easier and faster then up in the trees, sure he could be spotted easier but he cared not at this point. He wanted someone to find him, he wanted to start a fight with anyone or anything. Heading down a dirt path he would a tall dead tree, still standing tall amongst the pines, a great marker for now. He would climb and gauge the distance he had traveled and would mark down a good point on his map. Now he would connect the dots, making a faint set of lines that would give him a square to search out what he was looking for. Closing the map he placed it within his pouch, it was time to find the ground. The storm was upon them.

A game of hide and seek...

Shingai would stand still until the storm really picked up, pouring rain crashing thunder and lightning, creating a tense scene no matter who was around it. These elements were the anger of the Clouds, the pure strength of nature. Shingai would set off in a diagonal line on his map, heading North West, he would cut right down the center in hopes of finding what he needed. Strong winds brewing up from the South would push the rain almost sideways it would seem. Shingai didn't care, he loved the power in this storm and all it had to offer to the world around him. Moving quickly, he would think, because of this storm, the ground will be soft, so any footprints will be very recent, allowing him to find anything he could possibly want at this point, so long as his own foot prints didn't throw him off track. But he was far better trained, to fall for such a petty mistake. He would pass by an odd scenery, no doubt the reason why this land took the name it did. A large line of cliffs covered in waterfalls would pour down, each just as magnificent as the other. Shingai would keep a mental note of this but kept moving until he found his marker in the North West corner of his perimeter.

Pulling out his map he would look and think, a sickening grin would appear back upon his face, he closed the map and placed it back in his pouch. Launching back retracing his steps he would head to that line of falls, one of those had to be hiding something, there was just too many to not investigate it for something such as the Hidden Waterfall Village. Several hours had come and gone since he began this search and now he was nearing it's end, or so he hoped. Returning to those Falls, he would near the cliff, and hope down onto rocks, climbing carefully towards the large falls he would get behind each and ever single one of them till he found something of interest. He would find nothing and drop down, noticing an odd hill leading up to one of the more centered waterfalls, this would be a clear sign that he was nearing his location. A tall climb he had, making his way up a small entryway to a cave was spotted. Could this be it? Only one way to find out...

Ready or not, here I come...

[Kuro]

[Exits to Cave, Granted by Iizuka.]

[Kuro]

[Enters from Cave]

Falling into the large lake below he would quickly swim to the closest shore, wasting no time he would set off into the tree limbs, his wet foot prints would help track him for about thirty meters before falling into a dryer and dryer disposition. Soon enough the demon would start to switch directions in random intervals to help throw off any possible hunts. He would suddenly stop, knowing that if he was being hunted his best chance was to make it appear as if there were more then one of him going in different directions. Preforming a single seal an exact replica of himself would appear next to him, the legendary shadow clone. The shadow clone would set off towards the East, while the original headed South towards Fire.

Shingai wouldn't waste much time moving towards the Land of Fire, once he would cross the border he would waste no time at all to change his appearance once more. He would need to find a clear path to Moyoushi without allowing his possible trackers to locate him there. He had the benefit of changing appearances, for Shingai Akumu doesn't exist within the walls of Moyoushi, but Haseo Nara does. Shingai was sickened by having to run, but he had a job to do for his love, and he would of course be more then willing to complete it. He could kill the weaklings later, on a more evened table of place.

As his Clone reached the border of Waterfall on the East it would poof in a cloud of smoke, Shingai himself would be reaching the border of the Land of Waterfall, and the Land of Fire. Soon enough he would be able to unleash his new plan of attack on this world. The Demon of Mist may not be on the offensive quite yet but had many more opportunities that would soon arise before his very eyes.

[Arashi Zetsumei]

[Moved]

[Kuro]

He'd be within the Land of Fire at this point, bouncing from tree branch to tree branch he would waste little time in his movements he knew the direction he was headed. Tanzaku Gai was calling him back, a city from where he seemed to disappear for a year and then reappeared would be perfect for him to do it once more. Shingai Akumu must take on his alias once more, knowing that if he doesn't he could surely meet and untimely demise. Passing overhead of wandering souls below, they might notice the rustling in the trees, but think of it nothing more then a wind passing through the tall trees. Looking ahead he could see it in the distance, the city of his hiding would be within distance. Nightfall would come soon, and provide perfect cover for him to disappear as Shingai and reappear as Haseo.

Dropping down to the dirt path now he would be running at full blast, knocking over a few people as he ran, a few select individuals would scream "The Banshee of Tanzaku Gai!" for his name was perceived as that, a myth or dark fairytale all it's own had formed, around Shingai's mask. The demon whom slayed an entire village with a sinister laugh. The Banshee of Tanzaku Gai, had returned home once more. As he would enter the city he would quickly head to a roof top and gather a good idea of an abandoned area, where an alleyway would provide cover for a change of appearance.

[Arashi Zetsumei]

[Moved]