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Member No.: 694
Joined: 15-February 07
Name: Uchiha Itami Rank: Chuunin Level: 35 (35/50) Mission Rank: B Mission description: The small village of Tera is under attack by a swarm of Iwa Ninja. Itami has been sent with another Shinobi to try and take out the Iwa scum before Tera is destroyed. (open to the first person who asks)
Member No.: 694
Joined: 15-February 07
“What do you mean Tera is under attack by Iwa?” Itami shouted, as he slammed his hands on the Hokage’s desk; moving some papers. “It was informed to us at 0630 hours this morning,” the Hokage replied to the Uchiha Chuunin; who was growling in anger. “That was like three hours ago!” Itami shouted in anger, as a surge of dark chakra emitted from his body. “There has to be something I can do!” Itami shouted again, as the Hokage started to write something.
“Take this... you will be paired up with a Jounin by the name of Ishikawa Ryoma, and a Genin by the name of Adachi Janos. You are to meet them at the main gates in fifteen minutes,” said the Hokage, as Itami grabbed the scroll, and bolted out of the door. “Why would he be so angry about a small village? Something has changed in the boys actions... it’s starting to worry me,” The Hokage thought to himself.
The Uchiha Chuunin ran towards the main gates; hoping that the two would already be there so he wouldn’t have to stop for them. “Come on, come on, COME ON!” Itami shouted over and over, as he got closer to the Konoha main gates. Itami arrived at the gates to see no one was there. “Come on... NOTHING Arrrgh!” Itami shouted, as he jogged on the spot. Itami winced slightly, as a small aura of dark chakra started to surface again.
Itami shook his head, as the dark chakra faded away. “What the hell is wrong with me?” Itami said to himself, as he fell to his ass, and held his head. “I can stop thinking angry thoughts... I’m starting to lose my mind aren’t I?” Itami thought to himself, as he lay on the cold dusty ground, and stared into the endless blue sky. “If any Iwa even lays a finger on the people of that village... I will slaughter them!” Itami said angrily, as he waited for the other two to show up
((OCC: Writers block is the reason for my short crappy post ><))
Member No.: 814
Joined: 9-April 07
Nothing happens on its own. Every ending has a beginning. No matter how droll or inconsequential the cause or the effect, it had to start somewhere. Though the origins of most events are obscured in time and failing human memory, sometimes it is so blatantly obvious that one can't help but understand. It is said in different forms by different people that the journey we call life travels no distance at all; coming from our final destination, ending at our origin... a circular existence.
Some more astute scholars profess that experiences, deeds both good and bad, can be carried from trip to trip; one's emotional baggage riding round the carousel of life until it is resolved. The more traditional believers interpret this as never being free of sin, that one false move could affect you for eternity...this couldn't be further from the truth.
Yet, the idea suggests a certain amount of predestination that I am...uncomfortable with. I do not appreciate the notion that I may be paying the price for another man's failures, even if that man was me...
"Ah well," Janos whispered, sighing as the beam of light shining through his window lit upon his face, hearing footsteps by the door.
"Round and round we go..."
Janos walked slowly and calmly out into the brilliant sunrise. For some reason, today, he had no irritation, no impatience. Whatever will happen would happen in time; there is no sense in needless hurry. He relished, just once, being awake to accept his mission request; the curious ANBU who normally delivered such things was without her mischevious grin after just one glance into his eyes. Perhaps she saw something there that he did not yet know...Ah well. All would be revealed in time.
The gates neared as his feet continued their even, unhurried pace. Already, he could see somone there awaiting him; he wondered if it was one of his compatriots for this mission, and, if so, which one. All he could see of the shinobi's frantic pacing was his hair, and his obviously superior rank. Again, Janos wondered why they assigned him of all people to such a group; a chuunin and a jounin, both veterans of many battles, with a genin practically fresh out of the academy.
Though...his clan, the Kaguya, were reputed to be warlike in battle and manner, incredibly brutal opponents. And, for just that reason, those that shared his Kekkai Genkai were all too scarce to be available for one mission after another. Yes, maybe that was the reason... Though, if so, the Hokage would surely be disappointed when Janos failed to exhibit the bloodlust his clan was famous for... but perhaps, just perhaps, they knew something he didn't.
He walked closer to the frantic chuunin, remembering now that his fellow ninja was of the Uchiha clan. His reputation proceeded him, or at least that of his family; famed for their discipline and unique abilities. Yet this ninja seemed to lack the ability to even stand still. It was a disgrace. This haste gained him nothing.
Janos waved to the ninja, as if to calm him down; it backfired, him only motioning the genin closer. Janos reluctantly speeded up, if only a little bit. By the time he got past yelling distance, the Uchiha's anxiety overflowed in the form of a question; "Are you the Kaguya?"
Janos held his hand in front of his face, extending his bones into sharp talons in mute response. The Uchiha nodded his acknowledgement, blurting out "Good, I can't wait for Ryoma: Let's go!"
The Uchiha practically ran in the direction of their objective, leaving Janos shaking his head in disdain, the Jounin still nowhere to be found.
Dripping with sarcasm, Janos muttered, "Ah, what a great start to the mission..." He rolled his eyes, and began to follow this ninja that the Hokage decreed would fight at his sight.
I wonder how trying this mission will be...thus far, it has already taken its toll on my patience and congeniality...What else could it hold store?
Member No.: 17
Joined: 27-March 06
The lights were dim in that small room, which only had a fake fern plant in the corner and a few hanging pictures of pop idols on its faded yellow walls to liven up its otherwise dull appearance. Were one to open the door, one would see a very bored Tetsuya and an awkwardly smiling Akira sitting on the green couch pushed against the wall to the left. Before the two was a glass table, which had several open books and three half-empty glasses of juice resting on its surface. Further ahead of the table was a familiar ninja, standing with a microphone in hand before an entertainment system consisting of a TV screen, speakers, and two sets of three-color stage lights. Spotlights of red, blue, and green bounced all around the room, signaling that the show was just about ready to begin.
Grinning with confidence, the scarf-adorned showman mentally remarked, Showtime!
“Kuyashisa o koraete keri ageta ishi koro…”
“What the hell are we doing here?”, asked Tetsuya, who watched on with a broad frown and a glare made of equal parts annoyance and depression.
“Hanekaereba DAIYAMONDO ni monaru…”
“Well, it’s been a while since we all hung out,” answered Akira, awkward smile still intact.
“Sugute ni hairu yume nante yume ja nai yo…”
“Anywhere would’ve been better than this place!,” remarked Tetsuya as his right eyebrow began twitching ever so slightly.
“Demo kanarazu kanau to shinjiteru yo…”
“Going to a karaoke place seemed like a fun idea at the time,” replied Akira as he scratched his cheek with his left index finger and let out a small chuckle.
“Kujikenai kimi ga suki… Nakitai toki aru nara Soba ni zutto zutto iru kara!”
Taking a deep breath for the chorus lyrics that would soon appear on screen, Ryoma then belted out the words with the kind of hot-blooded passion only a major otaku could bring to an anime opening song.
“YOU GET TO BURNING! Kimi rashiku hoko rashiku mukatte yo! Muchuu ni natta hibi ga Yume no kakera sa!”
“Augh, somebody get me out of this!,” groaned Tetsuya as he tilted his head back onto the top of the couch cushion and sank in his seat.
As if to answer Tetsuya’s prayers, a messenger from the Hokage’s office opened the door with a scroll in his hands.
“Ishikawa Ryoma, you’ve just been assigned a B-rank mission!”
“Eh?,” the otaku ninja simply responded with a puzzled smile as he blinked at the messenger with wide open eyes.
As he leapt from rooftop to rooftop on his way to the meeting place, the somewhat disappointed jounin let out a sigh and said, “And I had just gotten to the good part too. Maybe next time I can invite Sayaka-san along.”
After landing back on his feet on the ground, Ryoma spotted two figures at the gate just a short distance away. Taking out his trusty pair of binoculars from his pouch, he then observed the two that were standing there to confirm his assumptions. One of them was a red-headed male with the Uchiha clan symbol sewn onto the back of his flak jacket. The other one was a tall teen who had a number of physical attributes in common with both Kaguya Saipher and Shinamari Kuishen. It took practically no time at all to deduce which one was Uchiha Itami and which one was Adachi Janos. The only thing left to think through was an excuse for his tardiness, because simply saying that he had received a late message while he was out at a karaoke place was boring.
“Guess I’ll just wing it,” said Ryoma as he created a string of hand seals, immediately adding, “Shunshin no Jutsu!”
Instantly appearing in front of the other two in a swirl of leaves, he waved with a smile as he cheerfully said, “Yo, Ishikawa Ryoma desu! Sorry I’m late, but I got lost on the road of li…”
Ryoma suddenly paused before he could finish, remarking afterwards with crossed arms and a stare directed skyward, “You know, I get the feeling that somebody’s already used that line before. Or at least will use it in the future. Well that’s no fun.”
Pointing towards the direction of their destination with confidence in his stature and an enthusiastic spark shining in his eyes, he then exclaimed, “Well, never mind! Uchiha Itami and Adachi Janos, let’s get going! We have innocent villagers to save and we can't afford to waste time! Rokken rooru, bebii!”
With that energetic and oddly phrased battle cry, Ryoma took off like a rocket, knowing full well that the other two would be following closely behind.
Member No.: 694
Joined: 15-February 07
The Uchiha Chuunin was in no mood to be messed around, as he caught up to the Leaf village Jounin. “We have to get there quick, who knows what they’re going to do!” Itami shouted, as he dropped back slightly. “This time I’ll see to it personally,” Itami sniggered to himself, as he smirked in an evil way. The three made it to Tera in no time at all, and watched down as the village was under siege.
"Let's get this done with!" Itami snarled, as he charged forth towards the battleground. Itami started to feel the strain of negative chakra building forth into his chakra flow. "Hang in there Itami!" Itami thought to himself, as he noticed a good ten to twenty Iwa nins about to kill some civilions.
“GET AWAY FROM THEM!” Itami shouted, as he slashed away at the Iwa ninja. Several of them hit the ground; blood oozing from the sword marks that Itami had made. “Leave them alone!” Itami shouted again, as he charged at the hoard. “They don’t deserve this!” he shouted one more time, as he slashed away at even more Nin; killing them in the process.
I can’t let them destroy what has just been rebuilt. I promised them I would help them out whenever they needed it, and now... here I am trying to kill off a hoard of Iwa Ninja! Ryoma and Janos better help out. This is a team effort, and I need all the help I can get. I have to try and keep my dark chakra concealed so I don’t have to try and go nuts!
Itami knew that he’d have to get all the help he could get to end this battle. “I think this is going to be just fi-!” Itami started to say, as he was then hit in the back of his head by a fist. The Uchiha fell to his knees, and spat blood out his mouth. “So the Uchiha has arrived huh?” sniggered a man, as he walked past a hoard of Ninja. “Who are you?” Itami asked, as he wiped the blood from his mouth.
“I am your destruction Uchiha,” sniggered the man, as a group of Iwa Shinobi surrounded the Uchiha Chuunin. Itami looked around the area, and snarled. “So Uchiha you think you are so powerful. Let’s see how you fare with over ten Ninja attacking you,” sniggered the man, as he faded into the shadows. Itami looked on at the army of Iwa ninja, and smirked evilly.
The Uchiha Chuunin started to flow with dark chakra, as he started to evilly glare at his opponents. “Do you all want to die now?” Itami shouted evilly, as he activated Oblivion stage three. “Come on, while we’re fucking young!” Itami shouted, as he charged at the swarm of ninja. The Ninja were dumbfounded by Itami’s change in appearance, and behaviour, but then shook it off, and charged at the Uchiha Chuunin.
Itami smirked, as he ripped out his blade of shadows. “Nightmare of a thousand sparks! Shockwave slicer!” Itami shouted, as he slashed past his opponent. Itami stood still, as all the ninja fell to the floor. “What the fuck is taking those two?” Itami shouted, as he looked around for Ryoma and Janos. “Those two fucking better have not chickened out on me,” Itami snarled, as he charged deeper into the village. “If they have... they’ll answer to me!” he shouted, as he came across more Ninja in the distance.
Itami sniggered as he dashed forward, and tried to throw them off guard. Suddenly something unexpected happened. The Uchiha Chuunin suddenly felt something pierce his chest, as an arrow darted through the Uchiha, and stabbed itself into a nearby tree. The Uchiha stood still, as he suddenly fell to his knees; wincing in pain. “Who the fuck did that?” Itami shouted, as he slowly stood up.
Itami was suddenly knocked to the ground by a blunt shuriken. “FUCKING FIGHT ME YOU COWARDS!” Itami shouted in rage, as he got up, and charged at the swarm of ninja. “You won’t beat me!” Itami shouted, as he stood on a bears trap. The Uchiha Chuunin fell to the ground, and started to scream in pain, as the bear trap was starting to pierce his skin
“Darn you mother fuckers!” Itami shouted blindly, as he winced in pain. “What is wrong with me? I had them at their knees a minute ago! What’s holding me back?” Itami thought to himself in rage, as the Uchiha reached for the bear trap, and pulled it off with intense pain running off his personality. The Uchiha stood up a bit, and staggered towards the attacking Iwa ninja.
“Come on... fucking bring it on!” Itami sniggered, as he weakly waved his opponents over.
Member No.: 814
Joined: 9-April 07
The walk was long, boring, and uneventful. None of the ninja seemed to be willing to open their mouths, even for the simple cause of furthering teamwork. Janos, unlike most ninja, was content to remain sullen and silent. He had no desire to converse with these eager fools, regardless of their rank, and he was sure they had no desire to converse with a Genin as lowly as himself.
Like it or not, Janos was outclassed and outranked here. He would be precious little assistance on such a high-class mission - the only thing on his mind was survival. Though, in a small corner of consciousness, he still wondered why the Hokage would send him on such a trial of fire...
Though the time dragged on, they eventually reached the village they were sent to defend. In Janos's case, it was a futile gesture; he would need defending as much as the common villager, he imagined. All he had on his side was intelligence, and the knowledge that there was no point in fighting a battle one cannot win.
He had only once before seen such a large number of enemy ninja in one place, and that was a memory best not dwelled on, from a time long ago. The more experienced ninja rushed towards battle... Janos trailed behind them, half-heartedly. He was not one to run, or even to walk, head-first into suicide.
Yet, unobtrusively as he acts, the fact remains that a silver-haired Genin does not camoflauge well with trees and rocks. Much to Janos's chagrin, the enemy spotted him all too soon, and began to advance. At first, there was only one. Then two, five, ten Iwa ninja surrounded the poor child. His eyes grew frantic; there was no way out. They had surrounded...
Yes, the Genin was not without tricks or confidence yet, but that sad eventuality was fast approaching... It disappeared in a poof of smoke as he struck from behind with a sword so as to conceal his bloodline abilities for now. It is not wise to tip your hand so early, regardless of the size of the ace within. He would rather have them believe he was not worth killing...
And the ease with which his target parried his attack from behind, sending him spinning off with great force, did nothing to dispell that belief.
He lay on the ground, panting, with countless enemies he could not hope to even scratch before him, and wilderness behind him. There was really only one sensible thing to do...
Yet even his fleet feet were no match for the enemy - one well-placed senbon needle caused his leg to spasm, changing his elegant leap over the river into an undignified tumble into the water's chilling embrace.
His mumbled protests were washed away in the deluge, curses drowned by the roar of the waves, problems eclipsed by the horizon that seemed to be getting closer and closer...
Member No.: 17
Joined: 27-March 06
Awkward – the perfect word to describe the silence that hung in the air between the gathered Leaf-nin as they made their way towards the village in distress. While Itami may have said something about going faster and seeing to the problem personally, no other words were uttered during that rush towards their mission’s destination. Ryoma did try at several points to say something meaningful to his fellow shinobi, but he could never seem to get any further than opening his mouth. Striking up an exchange of words should have been simple, but his present company made it much more difficult than he would have liked. Based on the knowledge of character types he had accumulated from years of anime viewing, Ryoma figured that Itami was a typical antihero. And even though he had only just met him, the otaku ninja took a shot and guessed that Janos was more the stoic type.
I’m a crossover between the otaku and hero type, thought Ryoma with a discomforted frown, So that means it’ll be especially hard for me to be accepted by these guys.
With a shake of his head, the Ishikawa dispelled his doubts and looked on ahead with a stiff upper lip and determined eyes. There were innocent villagers that needed help, and as a hero of justice, it was his duty to answer their pleas. The matter of forging bonds between his teammates would work itself out in the process, most likely in a formulaic pattern similar to several episodes of Buster Robo and a few other shows. It would probably go something along the lines of fight bad guys individually, exchange random battle banter, get into tougher situations, and then conclude with the inevitable ally team-up. Or at least that’s how Ryoma hoped the mission would progress, but real life always did have that tendency to throw things off with a curveball or two.
“There’s the village!,” said the Ishikawa as he spotted the destination in the distance, “So all we’ve got to do now is sneak in together quietly and surprise the enemy. Then we can take them all out and…”
The jounin cut himself off from speaking further when he had the strangest feeling that he was talking to nobody. After confirming that was the case with a quick scan from his left to his right, he let out a sigh and continued moving forward. Itami had already charged in on his own while shouting at the top of his lungs, while Janos had already disappeared. The furious Uchiha was a chuunin, so there was relatively little to worry about in his case, though the missing silver-haired Kaguya was a different story. As much as he would have liked to find the absent genin, Ryoma soon found himself burdened with problems of his own.
“So it’s a shinobi from Konoha,” observed one of several enemy ninja who stood before the Ishikawa and obstructed his path, “Get him!”
“Looks like it’s my turn for an action sequence,” Ryoma disappointedly remarked with a shrug. Getting into fighting stance, he then added with a grin, “That’s fine with me! I’ll show you villains the true power of a hero of justice! Hopefully I’ll be able to get in a few cool moves before the next commercial bre…”
Member No.: 694
Joined: 15-February 07
The Uchiha Chuunin was angered by the fact, that neither Ryoma nor Janos had come to help the Uchiha. “Gah! Fuck them!” The Uchiha snarled, as he stared down the hoard of rock ninja. “Let’s deal some damage!” he shouted, as he initiated the Shadow clone technique and charged at the ninja. “Night of a Thousand sparks! Burst Drive wave!” The Uchiha shouted, as he slashed through several ninja in one slash attempt.
Some more ninja were taken out in Itami’s second slash attack. The Uchiha opted to go for the straight kill straight away, as he planted his blade of shadows into the ground, and sent a huge burst of electro chakra at the ninja. Although he was more powerful than the Iwa ninja, he was still outnumbered, as a barrage of Kunai came flying out.
Itami snarled; as he activated his second mark sharingan and dodged them with a back flip, only to have it jab into his right leg. The Uchiha screamed, as he fell to the floor and skidded several meters. “Mother fuckers… Why won’t you leave these innocent people alone?” The Uchiha growled, as he pulled out the Kunai and got into his fighting stance. “If you are so eager to die assholes… I’ll be more than happy to oblige!” Itami shouted, as he saw something in the corner of his eye.
“Tch, show-off,” Itami grunted, as he charged at his opponents. The Uchiha knew what he was doing and would be able to see anything come his way with his Sharingan Kekki Genkai. The only problem was that Itami’s mind was filled with rage and sorrow, clouding his judgement. “Katon – Tagiokama no jutsu!” the Uchiha shouted, as he created a huge fire hydra and incinerated some ninja.
The Uchiha fell to his knees and started to catch his breath. He looked up to his shock, as twenty to twenty five more Iwa shinobi arrived. “You have got to be kidding me?” The Uchiha Chuunin thought to himself, as he stood up slowly. “They just keep coming, this is fucking nuts!” Itami muttered to himself, as he got into his fighting stance.
“Come and get some, I can take you all down in one go!” Itami shouted in blind rage, as he initiated Oblivion stage three. The Uchiha knew his chances of survival were slim to none, but he knew that if he didn’t try. Terra would crumble and all those living in it would be killed. “I won’t let that happen!” Itami shouted, as he charged at the ninja. “If I have to take my own life to save Terra. Then SO BE IT!” he shouted again, as he raised his blade into the air.
The Uchiha jumped into the sky, and did a rapid set of handseals. “Katon – Goukakyuu no jutsu!” The Uchiha shouted, as he fired a huge ball of fire at his opponents. Most of the ninja were too slow and got caught in the fiery explosion, as others dodged the attack with ease.
“Katon – Housenka no jutsu!” Itami shouted, as he fired three huge balls of fire at his opponents, who dodged most of them, some getting hacked badly. “Windmill triple attack!” Itami shouted, as he managed to capture six of the distracted ninja with his ninja wire. The Uchiha slapped his hands back and shouted. “Katon – Ryuuka no jutsu!” As a huge burst of flames hit the ninja, killing them in the process.
The Uchiha Chuunin could no longer carry on. His chakra was too low; at last the Uchiha fell onto his stomach, and passed out. Leaving himself wide open for a finishing blow.