Board Thread:Hitomi Hyuga/@comment-24479578-20160812183527/@comment-24479578-20160812183642


 * Keruberosu (DM POST)

Story: A week of sorrow and grieving would have passed and taken its toll on the people of the village hidden in the leaf. So many lost, so many missed dearly, and so many questionable acts and orders given from the Hokage left unexplained to his people. Why was my genin child sent to fight those who were proven superior to the Kazekage? Why did Ikeru not act himself after no reports of his reinforcements had been made back to him? Why did their children and friends have to make the ultimate sacrifice for a village that wasn't even their home? These emotions would stir into a small riot that would begin to start spearheaded by those that held a substantial amount of weight in the village's politics... The heads of the main clans of Konoha.

Realtime: A slight downpour of rain, a fitting scene for this day and moment, would fall upon the villagers of the hidden leaf as they paid their last respects at the shinobi war memorial that now grew substantially larger due to those who had fallen at the failed aid of Sunagakure. The sounds of faint weeping and cries of "WHY?" and "HOW WAS THIS ALLOWED TO HAPPEN?!" Would flood the air around as the emotional group would have to say their last goodbyes to those they held dear and those they had brought into this world. The sadness and weeping would soon turn into anger and displeasure as the rabble rousing would begin to take place. "THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!"... "SOMETHING MUST BE DONE! WE WANT ANSWERS!".... "HOW COULD IKERU STAND BY WHILE OUR CHILDREN WERE SLAUGHTERED AND LAID TO WASTE?!" Many voices in the crowd would yell out. This would ignite a chain reaction in the crowd as they began to march as one towards the village and through the streets of Konoha straight for the courtyard of the Hokage's building closing in at a rapid pace. As the group got closer it seemed the rain would also take on traits of their attitude as it began to torrentially downpour over the village at this point as the crowd finally marched through the doors that separated the courtyard from the general population."IKERU SHOW YOURSELF!"...a stern strong voice would yell out from the front of the crowd as the rest began to shout and yell in agreement.

About 5 minutes after the crowd had been settled in and planted, what was left of the Hokage's Phoenix guard would begin marching out and down the staircase to the courtyard below, there were 10 in total. The guard would begin to file in a straight horizontal line in front of the mob cutting them off from the building itself. Was this Ikeru showing he was not going to give in to their demands? Would he show himself and face the music his decisions had created? Who would emerge from the crowd to be their voice? Things were about to unravel. 23:01, May 14, 2016Quote More 23:16, May 14, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly a young girl wearing a black jacket & skirt, pink hair with blue and purple highlights and a red and purple eye would stand between the grieving peaple as they start to rise up the girl who everyone avoided and walked 3 meter for around would walk forward carying a bouquette of red and black roses layng them at the memorial the roses standing out between all the white roses everyone layd there she would get up as the croud left and follow over the rooftops to see what was going to happen they comanded to see the hokage they wanted reason and answers but in the end only the guards showed up. the young girl sighed and jumped down near the mad crowd before speaking trying to reason with them. even if she was known to be cursed and no one would propebly listen to her she spoke up. "this will bring forth nothing you all are emotional and grieving the answers you seek will not make everything better or change anything. you should all take time to grieve over your losses and honor those we lost. before letting emotion take you all in a dark path, go home and remember the happy times with the ones we lost. once the grieving is done you might acept the answers to your questions but in this state you wont acept it even if it were good reasons" hoping her words made a difference and was able to convince some of the parents and familys she would wait to see the response of the mob.
 * YasuHatake Listen & Read

Kin: A small female stood upon a lamp post, a black cloak masking her figure as she watched the angry mob as they grew closer to the Hokage’s Mansion. Within the shadows of her hood she wore a smile, her head tilting as she continued watching them yell aloud with their frustrations. Aggressive rain drops pelted the woman but she paid no mind.

A gentle breeze pushed past the female as she hopped to a rooftop, her body following the crowd as they closed in. Her movements caused her cloak to swirl around her, clearly she was the odd one in the crowd due to the bizarre clothing choice. “So loud..” she whispered, her lips curling more as she absent mindedly picked at her flesh through the thin pocket. “So angry..” her lips pursed as she squatted down upon one of the roofs slopes, giving her a clear view of the situation taking place. Kin’s spine curled as hunched over, as she continued to observe the crowd as they marched through the courtyard. “Hm..”

‘They bring up valid points.’ she huffed softly as her pink hues shifted to the ground as she jumped to the courtyard. ‘Surely this will be entertaining.’ The wicked smile grew as she lagged behind the angry mob, making sure that none of the mob member had been around her.

Instantly, sheets of paper peeled and changed color, giving the woman a different appearance. With careful steps she entered behind the mob and pushed her way into the middle. She stood there motionless, her now crystal blue eyes burning as she awaited the Hokage to show himself.

‘Now we wait..’

Kin’s main intention was to collect information, and to ease her curiosity. Plus with her being there, if something was to break out she could attempt to subdue all those who seeked blood for their loss. For her personally she hadn’t cared much on the matter…No she came from somewhere else and was still growing accustom to Konohagakure and their ideals. Surely the leader of this Village would handle the situation promptly.

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Shijo & Kazu Hatake: “I’m sorry this is all we could find..” The words were bitter, empty as the shinobi held out the White Light Chakra Saber to the white haired male. His reaction was that of astonishment as he grabbed the blade with a shaky hand, slowly he crumbled to the ground, clutching the item closely to his chest as shockwaves of pain pulsed through his veins. “She died with honor..” The shinobi’s bottom lip quivered as he took off, leaving the old Hatake alone.. With a slow motion he stood up and walked to the front room. Absently he approached a photograph of Yasu from the festival, something he had forced her to do..but that was one of the only things he had from her. With a shaky palm he picked it up and gazed deeply, his eyes flowing with tears that seemed to never end. Though one thing turned his attention away, the sound of a familiar voice calling to him in hope to pull him out of that darkness.

“S..Shijo.” It was feminine, and as Shijo turned to see the figure he’d be met with the sight of Kazu, his wife. The mere sight of her caused his brows to furrow before he fell to his knees sobbing violently. “No…” she called out, running to him quickly and without hesitation she wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly as he roared in sorrow.

“It’s all my fault Kazu…I did this to us..I-I” she stopped him immediately. “No…Shijo you did what you needed to, I see that now…I’m just as guilty for the things I’ve done…But this is our daughter, our baby girl…” Shijo’s arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly as they sobbed together, the tanto resting on Shijo’s lap. “I just wish I told her I loved her more, I..I’m a monster.” She whispered, her face pressing against the man’s torso as he held her. “You were angry at me for what I did..” he whispered, his slender fingers tangling through the long mess of black locks. “But you are right, this isn’t about us, and our differences…this is about Yasu.” His eyes closed tightly as more hushed sobs left his lips. It was then…the idea of revolution struck him and he stood up, grabbing Kazu’s hand. “We are getting answers…We deserve them.” He said, looking directly into the dark green eyes. Kazu only gave a nod as he pulled her out of the home.



<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The rain was violent…angry, and as the broken family attempted to pull themselves together, they came to see something even more tragic…They weren’t alone. No…A lot more lives were taken…More than the two parents wanted to believe. They followed the crowd, Shijo’s hand locked with Kazu’s. For the woman she finally saw what she had lost, what she took for granted. The pain and sorrow she felt must’ve been almost exactly what Yasu dealt with, but the child was so much stronger than that. She rarely cried, and all she wanted was to make Shijo and herself proud, to make Konoha proud. Kazu missed out on a lot of it due to her addiction and it was time that could never be given back… Kazu knew that the loss of Yasu would haunt her for the rest of time, and she knew Shijo felt the same pain. Never had she seen him so heart broken, so lost…Alas the man kept pushing forwards for what he believed in…Just like Yasu did and it was in that moment Kazu herself had finally began to see it too… Edited by YasuHatake 00:10, May 15, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The rain beat down slowly as there was a blonde Chunin roaming the streets of Konoha. He heard all of the news once it was told to the village and even paid his respects to each of the fallen at the memorial. Piercing green eyes looked amongst the gloomy village as each step he took only furthered him more. It made him displeased and more cranky than usual that such a thing would even happen, especially under the order of the Hokage himself. Zango Uzumaki, the blonde twin of the Uzumaki duo only looked onwards as the rain soaked in his hair and clothing. Wearing a mere grey hoody with black shinobi pants and black gloves along his hands, he stopped in the middle of the path he walked as he looked up, a few drops of rain hitting his face, making him wince a tiny bit but then they stayed opened. Seeing the growing clouds that filled with anger, despair and loss, Zango then lowered his head as he heard yelling from a distance.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Walking around the corner, he saw a mob that was heading right for the courtyard as he only sighed and said "Great, now these people are going to start shit over it." He understood their reasoning for it and backed them up on it however, there shouldn't be a conflict going about, at least to the levels Zango was thinking. Flashes in his eyes happened as he saw riots breaking out, the village becoming wrecked to all hell and mulitple other things as he only shook his head and said to himself "Hope that doesn't happen...if it does, it's going to be such a fucking bitch." His eyes narrowed down on the mob as he then walked up behind them as they got to the courtyard and he merely looked up for a second as he saw a cloaked figure on a rooftop. Watching it jump off of the roof, his eyes fixed on it as he thought "A spy? Just another fucking AMAZING idea to have happen." Keeping his eyes on it, he worked through the mob as he only saw the same cloak on a woman that he came up behind. He was taller than her however, he only stood there in the crowd. Keeping his head straight, the rain poured down on him and everyone else however, his hair was only becoming more and more wet. He had perfect sight of where the Hokage would come out if he chose to as well as the female, which he kept his entire focus on her due to his thoughts on the matter. If there was anything sacred to Zango, it was not only his family nor clan, but also his village. 00:14, May 15, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and Read

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<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">There was no way for her to keep the soft sobs from leaving her lips while she looked out the window at the rain that came falling down. Nothing could fill the empty place that was now there in her heart and soul from her children. Slowly, strong hands slid over and around Miyako’s shoulders and pulled her close as she looked up to see her husband with redness edging his eyes as well. Kenta looked down to his wife and gently brought his hand up to brush her tears from her face. He knew his wife’s sorrow and shared in her grief. The first battle for their village, they lost their son and now, their daughter for a village that was not even their home. They held no loyalty to this place, yet now their daughter was gone as well. Both so strong in their way. Both had become promising young Shinobi and made Kenta proud to call them his children.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Miyako turned her head and continued with her tears and sobs as she pressed her head up against his chest while he softly stroked down over her long midnight blue hair. “They are together now in death, my Orchid. They will always be with one an…” With a quick snap of her head, Miyako looked up to Kenta with a pained and angry look to her blue tinted hues. “THEY SHOULD BE HOME! THEY SHOULD BE HERE WITH US! NOT FIGHTING SOME BATTLE FOR A KAGE THAT CAN NOT EVEN TAKE CARE OF HIS OWN PEOPLE!” She screamed at him which caused Meeko to slide down her back and run into his cage. Kenta knew there was going to be no way of calming his beloved wife from the sorrow that she harbored. Gripping her shoulders, he guided her to stand and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly to him as she buried her face once more into his chest while she clung tightly to him. “I will speak with Ikeru. I know it will not bring our children back to us, but I may be granted answers, Miyako. It is the best I can give you to ease your suffering, my midnight orchid.” He said to her as he slid his fingers through the strands of her hair. “I know I can not heal your heart, but let me try. Please.” He’d walk with her from Hitomi’s room and out into the sitting area. Guiding her to sit, he went and got her some hot tea. Bringing it back to her, he handed it to her and kissed the side of her head. “Here, to soothe your aching heart…” Standing from his wife, Kento once more took on the hardened look to his chiseled face. Though it was still very clear that he had been crying. The long straight black hair had been tied back at the very base of his neck  as he straightened out his attire. To the outside world, Kenta was one with few emotions. The only softness he had ever shown had been to his wife. Even his children never knew him to be a gentle man.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Kenta walked from the compound with an umbrella and said not a word as he had made his way towards the Hokage’s home. His eyes were of the purest white and gleamed with the residual tears that refused to fall. A man of very few words, he was one that would not jump to conclusions but as he heard the overwhelming amount of questions that the group of people were placing forward and voicing, he couldn’t say that he disagreed. Closing his eyes a moment, he turned to see the memorial of those that had fallen for Konoha. In fresh writing which made it stick out with the rest of the newly carved names, he saw his Hitomi’s name. It caused the man to stand still. How he always was so hard with her. Never truly giving her the attention that she had craved from him and her brother. Constantly looking down on her. Now, when she had just began to blossom and show him what she could truly do, she had been taken from him. His gentle flower was now gone forever and he didn’t even get to say he loved her or good bye. Kenta closed his eyes as he pressed his lips together, trying to hold his tears back to be shed in the privacy of his home. ( <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(17,85,204);text-decoration:underline;white-space:pre-wrap;">http://pa1.narvii.com/5827/03df931152ac3cfa07f1bf07bf9b2100ea5ed01f_hq.gif<span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">He’d continue to walk as if he was not bothered by it. When asked, he would speak as if it was his wife that had sent him. The man would not show weakness in public as it would bring shame to his character. He’d near the mansion and look to the crowed of people. Looking about, there were many that he had recognized and when others came up to him with condolences, he would give a grim nod of his head and a soft yet stern ‘Thank you. I will pass it along to Miyako.” For now, he would wait in silence as his eyes would continue to look over the gathering of people. They all wished for answers and come hell or high water, they would get them. It would be hard for this to be something for Ikeru to ignore. 00:15, May 15, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Rain fell over Konoha, the sight of it brought memories rushing back. Mugen remembered the way the rain fell as the final hours of the battle came to a close. But he couldn’t remember what was said, He couldn’t remember if he had felt anything back then. Regardless, for last few days Mugen had been in a state of shock and depression often just sitting in a painful silence. Today however, Mugen was out in the streets of Konoha, for some reason he found himself at the memorial, a part of him felt guilty, a part of him wanted to curl into a ball and cry, but most of all … most of all Mugen was angry; at himself, at the village, at the world. He clenched his fists and took a deep breath before turning to leave only to be stopped as the sounds of unrest reached his ears.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Mugen made his way towards the source of the noise; a large crowd was beginning to gather. They were screaming for answers looking for someone to blame. And as one of the only survivors of that tragic night Mugen couldn’t blame them, hell he even started to feel just as angry as them. He slinked deeper into the crowd but remained silent, waiting and watching to see how this would all pan out. The sight of the phoenix guard was an intimidating one, as far as Mugen could tell things were about to go south. 02:02, May 15, 2016
 * ThisIsBullshit2015 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Rain beating down in its swift descent, disguising the tears of those who wanted to appear strong willed whilst comforting those whose fragility and vulnerability were reflected by the clear display of emotion and grief, dampening those who resided beneath the rain for far too long. The crowd by the memorial was of a large abundance, prominent figures joined those of common folk, such a rare sight was one to behold. The crowd all turned about and marched off in unison, their destination was already obvious, yet there were those that remained, a black haired adolescent stood still, his red eyes fixated on the accumulation of flowers and pictures before catching a glimpse of one who also remained, only to leave a bouquet of flowers before departing.

The one who bore red eyes stepped forth, staring in unfamiliarity for he knew none of those that passed but had heard tales of them upon his return. A Fuma whose will shone brightly and behaviour inspired most, a Hyuuga who first seemed frail, began to show her strength as time passed. There were enough information from the results of the last Chuunin Exams and the reports of missions, both successful and unsuccessful. Removing a kunai from his pouch, the shinobi whom remained placed down a tarnished headband atop the bed of various flowers of different kinds. The headband was his before he had attained a new one upon his return.

"Foolish children" he spoke softly to himself as he left the graveyard, following the voices of the angered crowd, standing a few feet behind them, his eyes falling upon the remainder of the Hokage's personal army, how few remained was quite pathetic, and yet amongst the citizens of Konohagakure the only individual who spoke in an attempt to silence the crowd was a voice also unfamiliar. His eyes scanning the crowd as few remained hesitant in their actions, taking a deep breath, Tetsuya sifted through the crowd, pushing his way to the front and he stood upright, his indifferent expression staring up towards the source of the soft voice. His red gaze narrowing in skepticism before he decided to speak.

"Your words are one of inexperience. How many of the lives lost in the recent events were of someone you knew? Whether their actions are inspired by emotion or not. The Hokage has to answer for what has happened. He's responsible for the recent transgressions and yet you try and obstruct what needs to happen? Step down and move out of the way. Now." His tone was monotonous, his expression blatant, bleak and indifferent, reaching behind him, he grabs his new headband and ties it around his forehead, if there was something Tetsuya had felt, it was pride in his village and the need to protect its villagers, standing at the front and drawing attention to himself, his gaze now fell upon those that protected the Hokage.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"One of you should tell Ikeru to come out" Edited by ThisIsBullshit2015 03:48, May 15, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Mai hadn't wanted to go outside with the rain falling, but she had. No one she knew had died, but they were her fellow ninja, her fellow villagers so she had donned her black turtle neck, loose black pants and an umbrella. Leaving her house she walked to the grave yard and stood with the others. She had brought some orchids, ones she grew herself, and placed them on the memorial. Sighing a little she was going to leave, but then she noticed the mod. Jumping up to a near by roof, she ran along the tiles, following the crowd. When they reached the hokage's building she stopped in a crouch umbrella hovering over her head, as she watched the scene in front of her.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She agreed that the village deserved answers, and that the hokage needed to provide them. Mai's face remained emotionless as she listened to the girl plea with the mob to go home and morn. Then the man reprimand her and demand the hokage come out. Cocking her head to the side she waited, wondering what would happen next. 04:10, May 15, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

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<p class="MsoNormal">Godric: |GF|-Godric Fuma the man, the beast himself. Known throughout Konoha for is raw physical presence. It had been an entire week since his son hadn’t come home from something unexpected and now it was being reported that all of them died including Keldran? Fuck no, he refused to believe his son could be taken down. He had his blood after all and already survived something that would’ve claimed his life. This isn’t how the Fuma legacy was going to end. Standing outside with a flowing white cloak and his chest and body bare and exposed to the elements he allowed the wind and rain mixture to crash down onto him as the natural denial and rage filled heart of the man only would begin to reach it’s climax. Unlike his son’s emerald green chakra his was a brimming crimson red almost the same exact color of blood while everyone was paying respects to their fallen ones he saw his sons name and it only made it fuel the surging fire that much more. He carried his famous glaive Piasu Chikyu with him almost as a walking stick of sorts it being it being 6ft feet in overall length nearly getting close to the same height of the 7’2 behemoth he couldn’t be missed literally and figuratively. On the memorial he would rush past most of the people taking their time to grieve and place things. Passing up a few shinobi before they could begin to pay their full respects as well. Taking a black steel kunai towards the etching of his son Keldran Fuma’s name. Forcibly slamming the kunai tip into the name etching and crossing a solid line through it. Before tossing said Kunai to the side and turning back around to walk from the cemetery with his cape following behind him in the wind.

<p class="MsoNormal">Each step he took feeling like it had the weight of a thousand suns behind it he walked up to the fully formed mob crowd seeing he was coming to be one of the last ones to appear. His eyes narrowed and pupils somewhat blanked from extreme dilation due to anger. His deep red chakra could be seen floating around him to normal people without him even trying he had so much of it and it was so thick even to the visible eye. But to sensory types it would be even more intimidating as it almost looked demonic flowing off his body almost like he cape did behind him as he walked.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">All the mindless chatter going on around him but the people were in his way and one two-toned eye girl in particular also some man trying to tell her otherwise and his extremely agitated and angry state would cause him to cause a rift between them as he walked not caring if he was bumping into them or other people as he made his way to the complete spear-headed front of the entire mob but not before responding to them both. His voice razor deep and hyper aggressive. “Neither of you speak usefully, shut the fuck up.”  Now standing and letting the rain crash he would begin to lift his glaive high into the air before slamming it down with chakra augmentation at the pommel and yelling out with all his vocal strength. Enough to ring some weaker ear drums around him. “IKERRRRRRUUU SENJUUUUUUUUU, MY SON IS NOT DEAD, SHOW YOURSELF NOW!” Once his yell finished his glaive’s pommel would fully hit the ground and begin to cause a rift in the earth and even send a rumble through the earth which could topple the unexpected. Godric Fuma was on the edge but what would happen next was truly the real question?-|GF| 04:29, May 15, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Shijo and Kazu Hatake  stood quietly at the back of the crowd, watching the aggression. Both parents were gravely upset, but they didn’t show it as others had. However, once Godric entered a sigh of silent relief met them. If anything were to happen, it’d be now instead of a few more hours of yelling and rioting.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Kin: As the tall man ended, Kin’s eyes looked up to him as she took a step aside. ‘Damn he’s tall’ she thought over as he released some rage, with careful steps she turned around, her hands adjusted her hood as she began leaving. Before she took off however someone directly behind her caught her attention, the closeness was irritating. With a sharp motion she pushed past him, her shoulder bumping into his sharply as she shoved through the angry mob ‘This is to boring, I’m out of here’ crossed her mind as she continued pushing past the bodies of the mob, at one point she could’ve sworn she got some saliva on her from the wild yelling. ‘Ew…’ was the last thought as she exited the crowd as she looked back, the large crystal eyes piercing into the crowd and to anyone had turned back to look at her. The look of her face looked like she was up to no good, even more so when she moved quickly to exit the door. As she exited the building, her eyes shifted around left to right before she took off sprinting ahead, chakra connecting to the soles of her feet as she sprinted onto the wall, with a burst of speed she took off up the wall, showing she was indeed a ninja to any passersby.

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<p class="MsoNormal">As she met the top of the gate she jumped off of it, flipping in midair before landing upon a roof top. From here she continued running to what seemed towards the village gate which at the time was left un-attended due to the angry mob incident. With a light yawn she jumped from the building and landed before sauntering out of Konohagakure into the forest. ‘Now this is interesting.’ Crossed her mind as she went deeper into the woods, almost moving with a hop in her step.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Once deep in the forest the female pulled the cloak off and yawned, taking a seat against a tree. “This is better.” She murmured softly as she leaned her head back. If someone were to approach, instead they would find a female with pink hair and pink eyes, not blonde hair and blue eyes. The cause of that would be her reverting to her natural appearance due to her being ‘alone’. Kin’s head had been looking to the ground for a minute as she pondered what to do now that she was ‘alone’. The thought of working on camouflaged entered her mind and her head picked up a devious smile on her face as she peered farther into the woods.

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 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The foot steps and the chakra that was felt was known to Kenta. With a long exhale, he’d listen to the man that roared out his demands for the Hokage. Slowly, he made his way through the crowd and stood next to Godric without fear of the man. He was feeling the same thing that Kenta was only was showing it differently. He was a more vocal sort of man. Where Kenta was a man of few words. “There are many of us that wish answers, Godric.” He said in his even tone that was masking his own pain very well. There was not much to say and he was not one for small talk. If he had received a response from the mountain of a man, than he would speak. But not until then.
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Godric Fuma, if anything he was a feared man within the village due to his strength and size alone. Feeling the heavy steps her produced as well as his crimson chakra, Zango's eyes only narrowed at him while he made his way to the front of it all and even told two people to shut the fuck up. The seriousness of his entire being was radiating off of him and Zango was now seeing the full fledged power of it through his anger. His strong voice called out to the Hokage as Zango only stood in the crowd and even saw the woman still in front of him. Hearing how Keldran wasn't dead, Zango only sighed silently as he then felt the heavy clash of his weapon hit the ground which sent a tremble all around the area while a chill crawled up Zango's spine but not of fear as a light smirk could be seen as he thought to himself "Always someone in this village whom has a bigger back bone than others and then there's the people with that as well as the will to show it to everyone, even someone of higher power." As the mob kept yelling, he only was then shoulder checked by the girl in front of him as she walked past him and he looked down and behind him. Squinting his eyes, he'd only think "Talk about suspicions being correct?" It was just then that he knew he should follow her to figure out what it was she was doing. Ducking down through the crowd, he saw through some people near the back that she was looking behind her as he then saw her break off into a sprint.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Seeing her do such a thing, Zango only pushed through the last people aggressively as he sprinted after her. Seeing her running on the wall, he noticed that she was a ninja from that alone. Flowing his earth chakra through his body, he used Earth Release: Light-Weight Rock Technique on his entire body while he began running to the wall and jumped up, kicking off of the wall as he was light enough and had enough force behind his jump to make it up to the rooftop. Watching her zoom off, he only then ran after her, flowing his chakra into his feet while he boosted his speed up just a bit more than it already was. His footsteps were lighter than before as he only chased after her and then saw that she was going for the village gates until she jumped off the building. As he reached the edge, he dropped down and only kept following her. After some time and distance, he kept himself unheard as he then stood in the shadows of some trees, peeking from behind one of them as he stared at her. Seeing the pink hair and pink eyes of her, he then slowly worked his way around the trees until he would be in front of her, walking out from the shadows as the rain came down on them. "Tell me who you are and why you're here." His voice was serious and he only waited for a response. She wasn't like a lot of other people around and she wasn't from the academy, at least from what he could remember. Staring at her with his green eyes, he only stood there and kept his arms to his sides but his body read to strike while his earth jutsu had finally stopped working on him. 06:09, May 15, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Looking upon the war memorial statue Seika stayed still, she was alive but at the same time she was dead. Seika had survived but all the ones she cared for were dead. She thought about the scenes over and over in her mind but she could not understand how badly things ended in such little time. First was her sister Sishi… The loss of her was great but she had people to help her fill that void in her heart but little did she know those people would be taken from her as well. The mental trauma she was suffering was way more damaging then the burns that were scattered on her body. In time those would heal… but mind was destroyed corrupted by loneliness, anger and sadness. She hated herself because she could not save anyone or kill anyone, her fathers training was bullshit as far as she could decide and fact of the matter was she was not going to be fighting for a while. She felt limp, but body was being healed but her brain was so numb she did not have the will to move or even push on.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Even her parents were able to see that, other than the fact her wounds were extremely frightening to them the enormous change of demeanour and aura was worst. They were not looking upon the happy and beautifully spirited Seika they raised, they were looking at the crippling pieces of something they could barely recognize. Their daughter would not even speak, it was like her tongue was cut out… She had no words to say, no words to live by any more. She spent whatever time she had crying, she could not even look at her little sister as her young age reminded her of students and how awfully they died; most of the time falling into panic attacks. Of course with her parents and their status they brought in whatever doctor they could, including some of the best psychologists. Diagnosing her with severe depression and post traumatic stress disorder, Seika would need to meet with a shrink every week to make sure she would not do anything stupid… Either way she would get nothing out of Seika, it was like talking to a brick wall.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Today she found herself in a wheel chair with her parents and cousin following her. she was in a long back kimono that was a tad too big for her to hid the fact she had not been eating for the entire week and her hideous burns. The only thing that was visible was her face that was already thinning with the days. You should not be here Seika, you are not ready…Shey’s voice would try to talk to her but she kept silent. All she could think was ‘Shut the fuck up.’

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Hearing the out roar Seika’s head lowered and her hair feel over her face making her seem grudge like. She wanted to cry but for the past week thats all she was doing, she had literally ran out of tears. Soon enough they left having a bunch of people in shock as they saw how much she had changed. Not wanting to talk Seika’s finger pointed up towards a large crowd of people telling Shey to move her where. With her hair flipping back she noticed Hitomi’s family which made her body crumple together uncomfortably… Shifting around in her chair she then saw Keldrans father where she weakly pointed towards him. Being moved towards the tall man Seikas eyes where life less as she was put beside the man.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“I… I-I…. Keld-ran… I…” Trying to speak after a week a pure silence to Godric she found herself frustrated, it was like she forgot how to do so. Seika… You are talking, Her mothers eyes widened in fear but also in happiness that her daughter had that going for herself.Seika Dear, I think Godric would like his own space, Ren Sarutobi said carefully as he knew he was there for his son. Looking down at her baggy kimono she frowned and grabbed the silk cloth in her hands feeling herself shake in dispair… She was so stubborn the girl refused to stay in the hospital although she knew she was able to be triggered easily. “Sad…” She proposed a word as she looked up at the male again with her golden eyes, seeming almost like they were fake. They showed nothing anymore… If he was angry and did anything she was ready to take anything, in fact she believed thats what she deserved for everything she was unable to do. Contemplating her death here and there was a part of her diagnosis, however she still wanted to give people that she knew some closure… although it was incredibly hard for her. Seika sighed at she waited for the out look of her Hokage… but at the same time felt a great anger towards him. My Dear Cousin… Shey looked down at his crumbling cousin almost feeling his own self falling from all this pain she was holding together.

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 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Kazuya would walk with the croud towards the memorial. this pain around him this grief made him want to burst out in laughter but for the time being he was silent. he heard a lot of discussions and yelling people about that the hokage made stupid desiccions. sending low level genin into war he even heard there was one kid without any expierence the dumb fuck had ran up to a soldier of the rain. cutting his head clean off. kazuya couldnt help but smirk at all this pain dropping one yellow tullip on the memorial stone. he would have worn a black robe only his hblonde hair would be vissable his smirk would be hiddin under the huge collar of the robe.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Kazuya would climb onto one of the nearby homes.sitting on this roof near mai he couldnt stop himself he had to laugh from so much pain around him. especially the pain of this one woman who seemed so skinny in her face that you could blew her over. his laughter of this pathetic humans not being able to handle the death echoed through the streets of konoha while the chaos was slowly beginning to form.The laughter that echoed through the streets 07:38, May 15, 2016
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 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">the big man with deep red chakra would tell her to shut the fuck up sayng she speeks nonsense before actualy conforming what she warned the crowd for he made the ground shake and she would plant her feeth more in the ground a minute before stepping infornt of him. spêaking towards the crowd first. "you all see what i mean ? this is what brings your grieve and rage and it will only get worse if you all dont take time to accept and grieve. im sure you will recieve more answers when being calmer then this way" holding her hand to the man making him the example of her words before speaking again." go home and calm down im sure you will get all the answers you need when you are open to reason. if not you will have to go trough me first" she would grab her war fans from under her skirt clapping them open to show she ment her words speaking one more time to the angry man as her red and purple strange chakra shows."you going toattack me ? then you are no better than the men who attacked those children. you want that ?"

her questions had truth as if he would attack her he wouldnt be a hair better then those men. she hoped he would relax a little bit. "i understand all of you are mad but this isnt the sollution, the hokage needs to explain his dicisions but he also needs the chance to prepare for speaking to you all. all i ask is that those who lost someone look into their heart and think if this is what theyre children or friends that they lost want. they died with honor now dont ruin that by doing this in pure anger and grieve"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">she lowers her fans a bit showing she doesnt wanto fight and looks up at the man with her red and purple eye. 08:07, May 15, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Kenta’s eyes swung to the child that came to stand before Godric and looked to her with a scowl upon his face. His brows furrowed seeing the insolence that this child was spitting out towards the head of the Fuma Clan. The Hyuga Clan leader was not friends with the man that he stood next to, however, he had the man’s respect and was not only a fellow Council Member but a grieving parent as well. “Child. You dishonor yourself and your family by brandishing a weapon and threatening another. You show your ignorance and inexperience by threatening a man of the Council and a seasoned War Veteran with your words.” Chakra began to flow into the hands of the Hyuga male while he tried to continue to control his own anger. “You would be wise to leave, child, before a worse fate is upon you then dishonor.” He was very quickly losing his patience with this child and knew that if she didn’t take his warning and move, the man next to him would not have been so kind as he was. On any other given day, he knew that Godric was a jovial man that enjoyed a good time like any other. Yet today was not that day. This child would have to learn the hard way or the easy way.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Seeing the wheelchair that came to be near Godric, the eyes of the Hyuga male would grow hard as his hands came to be clenched fists. The more this woman was beside him and near him, the more he was having a very hard time not going after her. How dare she show herself. How dare this child come to be alive and returned back to them while his daughter was dead. How dare this jounin leave her team to be destroyed and run to save herself. The rage began to flow through the Hyuga male as his eyes continued to glare to the child that was next to Godric. His fists continued to tighten to the point that he was beginning to shake. This girl was his daughter’s sensei. She knew that she was not supposed to be on the front lines as a medical Nin. She knew that Hitomi was to be the last standing should those being to fall. Why was this girl here and the rest of her team gone? Why was she here and his daughter dead?! Kenta’s jaw clenched as his fingernails dug into his skin causing cuts to begin within the palms of his hands. Edited by HitomiHyuga 17:13, May 15, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">the girl stands up straight putting her fans away a small wicked grin on her face as the man says she dishonord her family. she holds her hands up "fine i surrender and ill leave" she walks forward to leave walking past the man. "just check next time who you talk to about family, some of us dont have any family to dishonor" she would leave giving a wave her last words showing how his words made her caring turn around to not giving a fuck about any shit anymore. "good luck with it all" she would walk back to the memorial looking at it thinking that its all stupid everyone left a while ago no one even near this place anymore at the moment in the pouring rain.

she would honor the dead in her own way sighing a sad soft song.

Hana sings to the memorial

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">her song able to be heard trough the vilage. as the song ends the girl sits down a little away up in a tree, where shadows would hide her and cover her from the rain. 17:20, May 15, 2016
 * AnonymousSavage <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">While everyone was close to each other during the memorial O was close enough to see everything that was goin on, but he was by himself to a distance from the others not wanting to be noticed and stared at. The boy definitely had survivors guilt out of this world and  the idea of Keldran being dead was really getting to him as he thought “ But how K… h..how..? You were tha samurai jack of this generation…. How in the hell did you get taken down….” Frustration flowed through his mind as he thought things could’ve been different if he hadn’t of left or maybe had more training and knew how to use his powers more maybe his friends would still be alive. O’ witnessed as the crowd began to grow more hostile and took a march onwards most likely towards where the Hokage would be, so shaking his head in disappointment the male wanted to see what exactly would transpire if they got there so for now he made sure to lag behind and try to stick to the shadows just to watch and see what would be said or done. Making it to the main destination where everyone else had gone to the statements and arguments that were going on both had their fair points and their ignorant flaws while O continued listening on until he saw a big ass motherfucker come walking in. “ Godzilla has entered….” He thought to himself and sure enough this big gargantuan beast of a male was hella pissed off at the situation in general, he couldn’t hear from the crowd who the guy  was but it was clear he was not the one to be fucked with. Watching on this female seemed to have the balls of Zues himself since she thought it a good idea to try and stand up to the large male. Seeing the debate go on the woman drew her weapon and O thought shit was about to pop off, yet from what he could see because of the eyes a Hyuga defused the situation so it seemed and made things more calm you could say? Throughout all of this O hadn’t really felt the need to say or do anything until he heard the girl say  “just check next time who you talk to about family, some of us dont have any family to dishonor” as if the whole situation just didn’t matter anymore and that cut a nerve deep inside of O. While she would began to walk trying to leave O would full on throw a shuriken towards the girls direction but purposely missing 1 foot away ffrom her head and instead into the wall while he would stand there with a serious frown upon his face and say “Don’t speak of not having a family to dishonor as if it’s a cool or better thing you bubble gum headed snaggle toothed cunt…….”. He stared directly at her slightly pissed now with his fist clenched as he spoke out louder saying “ You may think you know what it’s like to have no family but you don’t know jack shit…. When your mother is killed because of you accidentally, your father dies in front of you being completely ripped open and then you gain your first bunch of friends that make you feel like you are family and see them turned to nothing but limbs, dust piles or not even know…. Then you can speak of not having a family… But if you dare try and say some shit like that in my presence again, I will stomp my foot so far down your throat you’ll be shitting my size 12 shoe size for the rest of your misserable dog dicked colored hair life you stupid butt muncher… Now get tha fuck out…” 17:50, May 15, 2016 18:22, May 15, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">she would look at O who trew a shurinken to catch the girls attention before he spoke her eyes now showing only coldness at his words letting them go over her only when he mentoined her hair and called her a bubble gum headed snaggle toothed cunt her eyes would twitch. "your the one arent you ? the one that survived ?" she had asked coldly knowing onlyy those questions would hit a nerve. suddenly a soft smile came to her lips as she spoke equelly to him as he told her about him she would do the same. " i dont think its cool or anything. i think peaple should think before sayng that, you known loss and pain as well as i"  -she opens her jacket and trows it to the ground curling up the sleeves all her dark scars verry visible to all who looked she had over a hundred over her arms, legs, chest and back but only the small ones on her arms, legs and some of her chest. her eyes turning sad as she puts her jacket back on and looking at the boy with sad eyes. "i have not been in that war and so cant speack about that like you do thats true i can say we both know how it is to lose our mother. mine died because of me, my father tortured me with whips and wooden planks for a beating me. he once ripped all my nails out one by one. i was banned from my family and disowned. he hated me as i was the reason my mother died. she would look up at the sky, being looked upon as the cursed child and only bringer of bad luck. i cant dishonor a man who hits his six year old daughter with wooden planks and whips with nails in it. i respect you as a ninja but im not in the mood for this shit im out of here." she was ready to leave wanting to just have some peace and be left alone knowing everyone now hates her even more as before.
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-top:0px!important;">From behind the lane made up by Phoenix guards, their cloaks burning  bright even under the rain, finally stepped forth the figure of Hokage… Slowly descending from the staircase as if trotting to the very melancholy of falling raindrops while his stern gaze set out over the gathered mob. The tall redheaded leader of Konohagakure made very sure to look in the eyes of everyone gathered as he slowly walked down, lingering at some more than other as he witnessed the very same look in their eyes that Zeshin had given him not long before the Namikaze’’s departure.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The look of injustice, the eyes of one who couldn’t stand for the lives of children being lost, the gaze of those who pent every waking moment of the past days in pure living agony. He saw them all, but did not return their soft and/or emotional expression. Not even those of anger, as Ikeru stood above those emotions. Not because he didn’t have a heart but because his duty didn’t allow him to display such heart.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">By the time his sandaled feet hit the ground, most if not all of the mob would fall silent or drop to a whisper. “Disperse.” Was the only word spoken before the Phoenix Guard turned around 180 degrees and walked back inside the Hokage building in two files. This meant that only Ikeru was left standing in front of the mob, still not having said a word. He instead waited until every has voice had drown out before closing stern gaze off behind his lids. Taking one more moment, as if gathering his thoughts, before finally speaking as he folded his hands behind his back and began walking through the center of the gathered people who (npc’s) naturally moved aside. Knowing there was one who’d never move without good reason.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Walk with me.”. He’d say to his Council member and former brother in arms, Godric, before then turning to everyone gathered. “All of you.”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">It was obvious that the Hokage had something to show them as he walked through the street of Konoha with a heavy rain still falling down; ever seeking to wash away the stains of sin. But he didn’t say anything else on the matter until everyone there actually arrived at the large memorial that the mob had recently departed from.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">It was there that the Hokage placed his hand on the surface of the memorial stone, at which the glowing lines of a seal became visible and then, out of nowhere, those very same seals appeared on several places on the ground around them. And then, after the earth itself was torn apart to allow for their rise, a dozen more memorial stones  arose from the ground around them; each a different shade of black and gray. All of these additional twelve stones, each large and had the exact same shape. These memorial stones were notably older than the thirteenth stone that commemorated those fallen in sunagakure. Another difference was the fact that they were filled completely with so many thousands of names on each of these additional memorial stones that all those fallen in Konoha's past could only be listed by first name.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">It was only then that Ikeru turned around to all those present and began to speak.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Since before any of us were born, children fought and died in the wars of man. To understand why, I must take you back to our past. See, back in those days war was as much a part of life as was eating drinking and sleeping. There were no nations, only way. What happened in Sunagakure happened every day, on far greater scale, and to far greater levels of brutality. My Father brought rise to the Hidden leaf in order to create a place where such brutalities weren’t needed but little did he know that evil soon came this way. And that’s when he realized that the war would never stop, not as long as there is good in the world, because evil will always come for it.”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The Senju began pacing back and forth while keeping his eyes on the crowd.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Even today, evil doesn’t stop showing its face. In fact…. The Hidden leaf has been chasing an organization currently responsible for some of the greatest evil in the world. This group is known as Akatsuki. And this group is not merely capable of taking some of your children away, they will take all your children, your homes, your safety, and your lives. They are the number one threat to our known world and their very goal is to see to our painful destruction. Because the Leaf, because I… can turn no blind eye to this. We, and Sunagakure, have been actively involved in learning more about the Akatsuki. Some say this is the reason why a manipulated Gyuugi was set out by the commands of an Amekage shrouded in mystery and suspicion. However, before we found out that it was actually Gyuugi himself, and his elite, moving to attack Sunagakure, it was already too late and our Shinobi had fallen.”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">A long and drawn out sigh passed the Hokage’s lips.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Ofcourse we had our suspicions of what was going to happen, but after the fight against the Masked Shinobi these Genin and Shinobi were our best chance available. With so many effort put into tracking down members of the Akatsuki, Konoha had no more allies to spare. Therefore, Keldran and the other Genin, several elites among them, were our best chance at seeing to Sunagakure’s victory. But nobody could ever expect what finally happened. Sunagakure got destroyed by an army headed by Gyuugi himself. Had we known this, the leaf would have never sent our troops out knowing they could meet him, and the former Kirigakure Hunter-nin, in the frontline. But that is merely hindsight, after all, every mission has a chance of death yet we continue to send children, husbands, mother’s alike out on these quests. Why? Because if we didn’t, none of us would be standing here today.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">His eyes now fiercer than before, Ikeru’s voice grew louder and more passionate as he slammed a fist against his chest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Every single one of us own those who have died nothing more than respect. We don’t deserve shedding tears or feeling sad when it’s because of their  efforts, and the efforts of thousands who have died before them, that Konoha still stands. That the Shinobi nations still exist. For without the efforts of those like Keldran, who faced Gyugi himself. Like Hitomi, who gave it her all in the face of extreme danger, like Seika, who still bears the wounds of what happened. Without their efforts. Peace would be nothing more than a word, not an ideal, not a dream. Nothing. As long as the world is continued to be consumed by sin,   it is we,, defenders of what is just, who must continue to pay the sacrifice. The very same Sacrifice my father made when he gave his life for this village, as I will give mine, and as will every Hokage after me. We all must continue to make that sacrifice every single day. We must continue to cay the burden of grief. For if we do not… then all future generations have not a chance at ever finding a world….”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Turning away from those gathered, Ikeru walked up to one of the memorials and looked at the name written at the top; the name of his father.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Finding a world worth living in.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The rain finally ceased to fall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-bottom:0px!important;">“So in their name, and in the name of yours sons and daughters. Let us take this moment of silence to remember and be grateful for what they have done. And to be aware that tomorrow, it may be you or me who has to make that same sacrifice.’”. Edited by HokageSenju 22:49, May 15, 2016
 * A Wikia contributor 70.210.150.40<p style="margin-top:0px!important;">After the Kage has emerged: The mob of anger and disbelief had made their case and The Mountain of Konoha had made his point clear calling out Ikeru himself to show his face and that he did. Ikeru would emerge like the Phoenix he was much alike not only in looks but wisdom. He would fearlessly call down his guard as he began to walk into the crowd and began his speech of knowledge and fact. The Hokage would lead them back to their place of origin, the shinobi monument as he activated a seal causing many others to appear as monuments of the past began to emerge from the muddy earth below their feet. His speech would continue talking of war and the consequences of it. He would speak of a group known as the Akatsuki and how he would not have sent the forces had he had the knowledge of Gyugii himself being on the battlefield with his troops at the ready.

Godric and the other high council members: How will the mountain of a man and the other members of this council respond to Ikeru and his reasonings? You have the main floor to express your emotions and arguments.

Seika: After hearing the insults of the Parents of Hitomi and others how will she respond? Will she cave more or stand up for herself?

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The others that have dispersed from the mob: Continue your engagements after the names mentioned above have posted. 00:58, May 16, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">Godric: |GF|-Godric only watched the scene, but his ear space was interrupted by a great amount of people and it only agitated him that much further. From the corner of his eye he barely acknowledged Kenta before saying anything while still looking forward. “Clear difference between me and you all, is that you wish and I take.” Then coming directly in front of him was the nit-witted female from moments past where he walked created a gap in between the two ninja and claimed is spot at the very front only for her to weasel her way back up once again. His arm muscles beginning to flex to their furthest point the veins being exposed all over. Raising his glaive into the air slightly over his shoulder as he looked down at her like a bull to its prey. “In my day along with the Hokage children were only another number of people who died. We’ve both lived up to this point to make sure history wouldn’t repeat. So for you to not only continue to stand in my both but also disrespect my feelings for my son who died so that what happened in Suna wouldn’t happen here makes me want to reach into that throat of yours and pull the esophagus straight out and pound it into your thick skull.” After he said this to her she had seemed to lose her interest in being a false prophet of sorts to the angry mob. Normally he could hear people but the mob was too loud and if anyone was speaking weakly or didn’t touch him he would more than likely ignore them all completely.

<p class="MsoNormal">Upon Ikeru’s arrival outside he didn’t waste a single second he walked immediately ahead of the crowd directly up to him and stood and stared. But shortly from doing that Ikeru would ask for him to walk with him. “This better blow me back to the good old days or me and you are going to have problems.” Stepping aside and run again placing his glaive against the floor like a walking stick and he followed directly on the side of Ikeru.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">As they once again entered the forsaken memorial in which he had already etched his sons name off of the newest created one but from there glowing came into his sight and actually caught hold of his interest for once but of course it’d only add salt to the ever present wound inside of his heart. Off colored memorial stones from the past rose to the ground it showing its obvious ware from so many years of being underground. Thousands of names including all of his entire family being on there. The Fuma clan was one of the main branches that gave the most blood along to help the Senju in their fight to reclaim the peace of the shinobi world. All of his family besides the one he had created through love has been gone for decades and this was only a heart breaking reminder. If he lost his son he had effectively given up the righteous Fuma bloodline once and for all and he refused to take it as a fact. Denial having control over his rationality for the first time since he younger years. He couldn’t bare looking at the stones so he stood to the crowd and the menacing look on his face only grew as the seconds passed and the rain bolted down on his body. Hearing the name Gyugii. “Gyugii huh, my son facing the world’s most revered criminal on record.” Shaking his head back and forth a few times with a sailors laugh to cap it off. “Of course not, Keldran wouldn’t die to the likes of such filth. Gyugii is only a cog in the world’s chain. Any smart man should know this.” Gyugii Akimichi, Gyugii Akimichi, Gyugii Akimichi. I will have my revenge I swear you this. Now reaching into his own jacket pockets he took out his large version of the bingo book. Opening it with both hands and showing the page for both Gyugii and his helper Yuudai Hoshigaki. Before then he’d slam it on the floor in front of the entire mob. Letting the Hokage finish speaking before he began. “My son fought that monster, once a part of the Akimichi. The leaf will get its retribution wither it’s by the leafs hand. Or my own. This I promise not only to my son Keldran Fuma but to all those who you’ve lost to this swine. “Turning to Ikeru “Now will we have a high council or not? We have to discuss our next move in regard to this. If not then I have business of my own to attend to and will take my leave ASAP.”- |GF| Edited by Keruberosu 01:50, May 16, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Mugen followed along with the crowd, still baffled by the sheer size of Godric Fuma, the man radiated power that made a primal part of Mugen desire to best it. The cries slowly distilled simply because of his presence. When the Hokage, Ikeru Senju emerged, a wave of emotion hit him, he felt both anger and respect towards him but he settled on acceptance, there was a reason he was hokage after all. Ikeru lead the crowd back to the memorial and released a seal that caused numerous stones to rise from the ground all littered with names. He let his head drop and simply sighed, death was inevitable in this style of life, it didn’t matter how much you kicked and screamed, the dead were dead.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The mentioning of Gyugii sent shudders down his spine as his mind found its way back to the events of the fateful night. He took a deep breath and turned around, survivor’s guilt still heavy on his heart. Mugen pushed his way through the crowd until he emerged from the back, the air felt cleaner when he was away from the crowd and he made his way home, the rain stopped and so would his sorrow, he’d turn that emotion into raw willpower by force if he had to. 02:43, May 16, 2016
 * ThisIsBullshit2015 <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The crowd’s yells and need to argue all stifled down to a softer volume, Tetsuya turned about to face the large male with an indifference about himself and was prepared to speak his mind about the gargantuan even if it were to lead to his death. Though the sounds of footsteps caused the shinobi to turn back around, ignoring Godric and his words as if he became non-existent, before him stood the Hokage, who met with everyone’s eyes with an airs of familiarity with the look everyone shared. The phoenix guard dispatched and Ikeru decided that it be best to drag the horde of rage-filled parents behind him, to reveal something.

<p class="MsoNormal">Of course, Tetsuya followed to see just what it was he sought to reveal, from the ground, arose the multitude of surrounding gravestones, though the number of names outnumbered the amount that had fallen within Sunagakure. Then proceeding to listen to Ikeru’s puff piece of a speech of the trials and mistrials of the past, which only seemed to serve to reinforce Ikeru’s irresponsibility, though if no one saw that Ikeru has clearly repeated the mistakes of his predecessor, his father, costing the lives of Konoha’s children as his father has done before him, Tetsuya would find himself disappointed.

<p class="MsoNormal">He still resided ahead of the crowd, though staying behind the large man with a loud voice that he clearly wanted to be heard. Ikeru then revealed information he had kept prior, an organisation known as the Akatsuki, something that were but mere rumours, though the idea of a group of criminals wasn’t a foreign concept, even amongst his travels there were stories of prominent criminals gathering in alliance. Though it only seemed that Ikeru sought to reveal this piece of information because a mob had gathered, just how much would he keep to himself if the horde of angered, emotional parents weren’t present.

<p class="MsoNormal">Yet again, Godric voice rang through the crowd once more, though this time, less with rage and more so with determination and a promise. With a soft sigh, Tetsuya moved closer towards the Hokage as Godric’s words slowly came to an end, the shorter red eyed shinobi staring into the eyes of the man before him as though he sought more answers. Whether it would rile the crowd or not mattered little, parting his lips, Tetsuya began to speak.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Is there anything else we don’t know yet, lord Hokage? Something you seek to hide from us until the last minute? I believe it’d be crucial to the village’s survival if we were made aware of the existence of any other threats, so the next time you send kids into battle, they’re more prepared to die. I don’t think you’ve told us everything.”

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 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Kenta followed Ikeru and watched as the stones came from the ground. Seeing the names light up, he felt the heaviness that came from it. His hues looked to the many that had come from his own clan that had answered the call for the Leaf and knew that there would be more. For so long as the Hyuga were within the village, they would fall for the sake of the village and those that were part of it. For his nieces and nephews. His cousins and theirs. But it was when Ikeru had mentioned Hitomi’s name and what she had faced, did a soft tear fall over his bottom lashes and fall down his cheek. “My gentle flower..” He whispered softly as he stood and continued to listen to what was said by the man that had sent out their children to fight against odds that they could have never imagined.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With a heavy heart and a deep sigh, he turned from the group and began to walk through the crowed. He had his answers and though it was not something that he ever had wished for his daughter to have to face, it was what had happened and what he had to accept. It was perhaps the hardest thing that he had to do. Turning once more, he looked to the name that was etched upon the stone and gave a nod. “You died with honor, my child. I am proud of you.” He said in a soft whisper as he would begin to head back to his grieving wife to let her know of what had taken place. He had no more children to lose for the village. Miyako was too old now to bare children and it would be others from the clan that would have to answer the call should it be made now. He held no more questions at this point. He wanted to know nothing more. The only thing that would come from listening further would be him getting more upset with the situation and he didn’t wish that when his wife was grieving at home. 03:24, May 16, 2016
 * AnonymousSavage <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Glad the girl who was causing problems finally left everyone’s attention drew straight towards the Hokage as he descended down on into the plain sight of everyone. At first O though this was about to turn into some Blood vs Crips you was neva gang gang gang type violent scene but instead it took an opposite turn and had everyone following the Hokage since he wanted to reveal something. Naturally growing curious just as the rest O joined within the crowd and followed on along making it back at the memorial. His eyes stared deep upon the glowing names while his ears stayed keen and listened deeply to each word the Hokage was saying. The statement where he said “war was as much a part of life as was eating drinking and sleeping.” It stuck deep within his mind for that was how he was raised, as a war tool and nothing more. His father made sure he knew that and so while the Hokage continued to speak the boy was definitely able to full on relate, understand, and comprehend everything that was being told. It wasn’t untill Akatsuki was brought up that this became all new infomationn to him so making sure to listen carefuly O paid attention to the words that mean the most saying within his mind “ Akatsuki…..Gyuugi…..Akatsuki…Gyuugi…..” over and over making sure it stuck deep within his mind. It wasn’t long before Godric began speaking out which gave O the Gyuugi guys last name, Akimichi… As Godric continued to talk though O’s eyes widened as he revealed that he was the father to Keldran who seemed to be in a rush to get to business on a council meeting or doing his own thing. Frowning a bit O rushed towards his direction pushing through the crows untill finall making his way in front of the giant Godric who made him look up. “Hello Giant Godzilla man,  please don’t backhand me into another dimension…. My name is O and I was part of your sons squad and became friends with him…. I didn’t know your son for long but.. I’ve never really had the pleasure of gaining friends but I do know that Keldran was the definition of a bad ass sword slice and dicing mothafucka, and I can definitely see why he is that way by looking at you… No homo of course… ahem..”. He’d cough for a moment as he unwrapped the bandages on his left hand revealing thebloodstains that remained upon parts of his hands that he made sure to keep a mystery. With his right though he grabbed his kunai and while cutting into his palm keeping a smile that held hate and chaotic destructive pleasure behind it O began saying “ I was too weak before too stay and help Keldran and I will never forgive myself for that… and I know you should be the one to kill Gyuugi Akimichi but if ya don’t mind…” he then paused lifting his hand up at Godric. In his freshly bleeding palm the name “ Gyuugi” resided with blood streaks rolling down from each letter while O said “ I wish to be there and help you rip that motherfucker limb from limb and feed it back to him up his asshole and out of his mouth….. I swear to become as strong as I possibly can and in honor of Keldran I give you control of my life…. I wish to become your personal weapon…..” and then silently O would wait while dropping his hand letting the blood constantly hit the ground while staring up at Godric with a more serious expression now. 05:15, May 16, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Seika: Lifting her head as she saw Ikeru, Seika only stared… She did not know how to feel with everything that happened. It was her duty and she tried fulfil that in anyway she could, she just fell short. However she felt this insane will of fire Seika was known for was burning out as the days went.

Following as Ikeru told them to follow, Ren Sarutobi left his family where they were and rolled Seika to the front where everyone was. Godric barely even noticed her… Probably because she was too quiet. They would all get a chance to see her now. With Ikeru’s words she looked to her feet, He was right. They were not the only ones that suffered their young from dying. Ninjas through the ages have dealt with the same problem. But was she selfish for not agreeing and wishing they had not left the village? Was it selfish that none of the Konoha ninja left? Maybe it was just the fact of what she saw and experienced.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After taking a moment of silence she looked over to Hitomi’s parents once more, feeling her heart crumble… Seika knew she would have to tell them about their daughter. She could see their pain, Seika could not bear it for another day… hour, minute or second. She needed to tell them. Wheeling over she stopped in front of Keldrans father, “Your Son is a Hero. He was my hero…” Really her heart beat fast and her tears well in her throat she clenched her fists and continued to speak “I’m deeply sorry” Seika voice was much louder. It was shaken and she could barely talk about keldran without falling apart. However she did and even attempted to look him in the eyes with those golden pairs of nothing. Not knowing what else to say she left the man alone as he probably had better things to do then talk to a cripple; then rolling over to Hitomi’s parents, In a very respectful manner and submissive manor. Seika looked up to both of them with her malnourished face taking a deep breath to stop her trembling and pain, “I know you would probably not want to see or talk to me. But I would like to invite you two for tea with my family… At the Sarutobi Compound, I would like to tell your daughters brave tale” Her voice tried to be strong like it once was… but the fact was it was still very fragile like glass. If they would join she would wheel away and prepare the home for their arrival. But if not she would wheel away to secret spot where she would go to think. Seika wished no fight, she just wanted to provide them some closure. 05:20, May 16, 2016 06:18, May 16, 2016 09:50, May 16, 2016 10:48, May 16, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">As Mugen was wandering off he caught sight of O rushing towards Godric. He hadn’t spoken much to him since they had gotten back from Suna. He stopped in his tracks and watched him approach Godric. It was really only about then that Mugen put two and two together. Godric Fuma. Keldran Fuma. Mugen wasn’t the smartest cookie but he should have guessed earlier. He pushed his way back through the crowd and finally approached Godric, standing beside O; at this close he felt he should be intimidated by the sheer size of Godric the man was a human mountain, instead he just stood in awe for a moment before shaking his head. He listened to O quietly before piping up just after. “My name’s Mugen. I was in Keldran’s squad as well … with O. Honestly, we are alive because of him, and that makes me feel guilty as well as really pissed off” He stood confidently and forced the shakiness out of his voice “Keldran is the first person to knock me back into a clear state of mind, I was ready to stand with him until the last breath but he sent us away whether we liked it or not.” He took a deep breath and stared at Godric, pure drive in his eyes. “I don’t want to let anyone down again. I refuse to be weak anymore, If you decide to train O, I’m gunna ask to train as well. I’ll swear it right now. I’ll become strong enough to tear the rain down to the ground beside you. You deserve Gyugii’s kill but I guarantee you I’m going to destroy everything he has one day” He watched O cut his hand for a moment he didn’t understand what it meant but it dawned on him; A blood pact. Mugen looked at his own hand and dug the nail of his opposite hand into the skin of his palm until blood well up, he pulled the skin back a bit to increase the bleeding and held it out. He looked over at O and grinned “Sorry to steal your thunder Loud-Mouth but you aren’t the only one who wants revenge” He looked back to Godric “I’m basically a weapon it’s all I’m good at, I have no family to lose so I’ll become your weapon of war. I swear this right now” he held his hand out like O did and stared at up at him, waiting for Godric’s response, deep down he was bracing himself if Godric decided to lose his mind at them.
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;"><span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">As Kenta was walking back from the memorial stones, he heard the frail voice and turned to look to the girl that had been his daughter's Jounin. Anger and sadness welled up inside him as he looked to her once more. He’d see the injuries that the girl had sustained and held his jaw firmly in place. There was no compassion in this man’s eyes when he looked upon the young Sarutobi woman. He could feel the anger and pain fill him more as she came to him. His jaw could be seen tensing more as he continued to keep his composure though inside it felt like he was dying. This was the weakest that he had ever felt and it was taking everything that he had within him to keep from lashing out at the young woman. However, he had to give her credit. She came up to him knowing that she would be the last person that he would wish to see. Hearing her words, he’d nod once. “I accept your invitation. Perhaps your words will soothe her mother’s aching heart. We will be there within the hour. I need to return home and prepare her for what news is to come of our Hitomi.” Waiting until the young woman wheeled away, he once more continued his way from the crowd towards his home. He wasn’t sure how much more he was going to be able to take before he did something rash.
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Mai inwardly flinched when Kazuya sat next to her. Sparing him a glace she nodded once, then turned her attention back to what was happening blow. If his sudden laughter bothered her, the green eyes girl didn't show it. She kept her concentration on the crowd, and their goal. When the hokage showed up she stiffened visibly, feeling the power radiate off of him. As he began to walk, the girl followed behind the mob on the rooftops, keeping just behind them. Returning to the grave yard she watched as the man revealed some symbols and other memorial stones rose from the ground. Mai understood where the Hokage was coming from, but the fact was he still sent children into a battle that he knew could have turn out bad. In addition he had with held information from those shinobi, resulting in their deaths. Sighing a little she wondered if the leader of the village was going to answer the question posed by another strange man. He made a valid point. It was possible the Hokage was still keeping information to himself, since he had done so once. Keeping her eyes firmly on the front of the mob, she couldn't help but think that this might not turn out so well.
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Kazuya looked over the village this whole being upset cause they lost someone was getting boring.

He didnt care if he would be send out towards an dangerous mission, He might even find it exciting this 15 year old boy felt like he had more guts then these boso's. He would look towards Mai "These people are pathetic they can't deal with the death of the past normally I would laugh my socks of at this but right now I pity them."

Kazuya wasnt known for pity he always thought if you where brave enough to bitch about something you should feel the consequences. When the hokage walked down giving his speech kazuya had little care for it. but out of good sports he walked of the edge of the roof towards the croud walking in between them with his death gaze only walking past a woman in a wheelchair and a big strong guy. He would softly mutter "Pathetic" when he looked towards the woman with his souless gaze. walking with his hands in his pockets of his black jeans a shadow over his eyes making his gaze even more freakishly creepy.

he walked with the croud humming a song:The song he hummed

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Listening to the speech of the hokage inside He would slowly walk out singing the song ending it with the sentence "Come little children, its death that awaits." this would be song at the moment the doors would almost close around this freak of a little kid if someone would follow him in Anger the moment they would be at the door the kid was already gone. 15:59, May 16, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

<p class="MsoNormal">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">Godric: |GF|-After uttering his words to the Hokage the two men would lock eyes and once again another inexperienced shinobi would step to the plate. Hearing footsteps approaching the two men he would turn and step in front of the Hokage while doing so. Even if he was angry and even if he was pissed off at Ikeru his words rung true for him and he could tell he didn’t know of the danger coming so he couldn’t blame him. He only wanted to help our allies. As for what this could’ve had to say he was tired of the new generation thinking they had any right to speak. Looking down at the shinobi he barely recognized him from earlier which in that respect only made him much more agitated due to the fact he was being hypocritical to the highest extent. But what really sent the cog’s spiraling off path is this near ending remark. “so the next time you send kids into battle, they’re more prepared to die.” Bringing up images of Keldran and the mixture of denial and anger finally broke his reasoning and with the left hand that was not holding his famous glaive. With the speed and quick striking of a cobra he quickly lunged his hand forward without a cock back or any noticeable pre-movement and aimed to strike Tetsuya in his face which if it landed would easily rock his face to the side and slightly make him teeter off his feet. From there he would begin to speak. “I’ve had enough of your generation talking as if you know any better. The Hokage just admitted to not knowing what he sent his men into but Sunagakure didn’t give much leeway did they? Talking earlier about another spewing inexperience but what are you doing now? Get out my sight and go home before the next hit is serious. Final warning.” Godric was deathly serious and the muscles in both his arms began to flex revealing the various veins.

<p class="MsoNormal">The of course another boy came but this one was different in mannerisms completely. It reminded him of Keldran how innocently carefree he was even in the most dangerous situations. He would allow him to talk and after a short time he mentioned the fact he was on Keldran’s squad meaning he would’ve been one of the last people to see him and he was also a survivor of whatever happened. Following up his comment about his son being a badass sword slicer he’d laugh loudly like a sailor and then speak in agreeance. “That he was, for sure took after me in many ways.”  But before he could even begin to catch a breath another small shit showed up in front of him proclaiming himself as Mugen and both were also apart of Keldran’s squad and his genin that he took under his wing. “Both you, I can see the honesty in your eyes you aren’t liars I can tell the difference off the first time we meet. Keldran was right to pick both of you.” Lopping down onto one knee he would get close to being face to face to the genin further adding a level of intimidation if they were already since being close was one thing but being nearly face to face was another. Looking at the drive and the determination of both these kids and how they were literally willing to give their lives and become siege weapons that would carve the path was nothing short of inspiring. This was the first time Godric smiled since he son’s disappearance and now he would do something that would shock the crowd to it’s core. Pulling his glaive down to his knee he would run both of hands of his palms along them making them bleed. Now the scene panned out and his hands on each side gripped theirs and sealed a pact in blood but that wasn’t all. If Keldran had really perished he needed a new heir so he motive was hidden for now but he felt this was the smartest move if push came to shove. “Both of you will become weapons in due time, but more importantly you will first be my son’s. You do have a family and the Fuma to call home now and forever. I seal my words with you both in blood in front of everyone til the day I croak.” Stopping his speaking to let it resonate through the crowd for some time he would then continue. “1 year from today, depending on the Hokage’s decision or no decision at all we will march on the Rain us 3 and the entire Fuma clan. Until that day we will train you both into machines of combat like myself. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Standing up now and once again taking hold of his glaive now another person would arrive this time pushing directly in front of him almost as if they were begging to be noticed and he looked down only to see a girl in a wheelchair and Ren sarutobi the clan head pushing her. “So this is Seika then eh? Well you should be fortunate to be alive. As for my son all of you CLAIM for him to be a hero, your hero, his hero, they’re hero. But still HAVE NO FAITH HE YET LIVES. Many of you want the shinobi title but don’t have the will a shinobi was once known for having. Being sorry doesn’t bring back the dead Seika learn this clear and well.” Pointing out to everyone in the crowd including all the new generation. “IF NONE OF YOU CONTINUE TO STAND THEN YOU LET THOSE WHO DIED FALL FOR NOTHING. “ Letting his words ring through the crowd before finally stepping back out of the Hokage vision and standing next to him. “I have no more to say to anyone unless they are of the council. Be gone. As for Mugen and O, head home to the Fuma manor and get yourself acquainted tell them Godric sent you.” -|GF| 19:25, May 16, 2016
 * AnonymousSavage <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">

After just seeing Godrick smack the soul from out of the body of that one dude who came in front of him the boy was definitely at this point thinking in his head “He’s gana slap tha Shikotsumyaku outta me…… I haven’t even learned all the secrets and already gana lose it well damn……” but yet he continued on his path anyway and said what he needed to say. Apparently Mugen had snuck in up beside O while he was expressing himself to Godric at the time telling he will do anything and become his weapon if needed. Once finished he thought he was going to get a chance to say hey to Mugen but before he coul Mugen began speaking paraphrasing every last word O had just said down to the core. Instantly he shut his eyes for a moment and slowly opened them as he stared directly at Mugen with a facial expression that was just screaming “ Really Nigga??”



but not a word was said from O. “ This copy cat ass hoe…. I outta stick tha fuck outta this nigga for dat one, that’s some ol bullshiggity shit right there…..” he thought while putting his right hand over his mouth momentarily hon estly considering to summon the power from Godzilla in front of him and God smack the fuck out of Mugen for doing that shit. Instead O just waved his hand away from his mouth thinking “ Ehh fuck

it for now… I’ll get that ass later..” and turned back fully facing Godric once more. Seeing the large behemoth of a male get down upon one knee O had to speak out now saying “ Good shit Mugen…. He’s gana unleash the all 12 gates… yes 12 gate god smack upon our faces……” but instead the words that came from Godric sent an even more startling reaction than what O expected originally. The fact he had just been adopted just blew his mind and naturally he had no arguments against it for the moment while he continued watching his…. Father speak to Seika then the rest of the people before telling the two boys to head to the Fuma manor. Shaking his head though something instantly popped inside his mind. Not wanting to ask Godric to come low again for he still didn’t wish to be god smacked, O checked out his posture and body and noticed he was in a pretty stable position. Without hesitation the boy would instantly leap up trying to grasp onto Godrics side and if he did he would slowly climb up, slightly struggling from the odd angle until he would eventually reach the shoulder



<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">and whisper in his ear saying “ umm nmm…. I kinda have this Girlfriend.. I MEAN FRIEND GIRL…. Girl of a frend? I don’t know…. But um…. She’s my ride or die can she come? I promise she won’t cause trouble and I’ll feed and takecare of her I swear… Please she’s important….” And would wait with wide eyes under his goggles for a reply. 20:58, May 16, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The sudden voice caused Kin’s head to turn, taking notice of the blonde haired male before her. “Huh?” she responded, her large eyes blinking a few times before she looked away. With a slight hum she stood up and stretched, her arms reaching high to the sky. “Well, obviously I am me. If I wasn’t me, who would I be?” she questioned in response, her index finger resting on her lips as she turned on her heels to look at him, her tone was soft and inqusitive.  The pink haired female offered a short giggle as she began to walk around him in a circular fashion.

<p class="MsoNormal">“And why am I here?” she questioned in response, her hands dropping to rest on her hips. “To many bad vibes~” she cooed, offering yet another giggle. The short female wore a large cheshire grin as she stopped moving, her hand lifting to point at the male before her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You should be the one introducing yourself instead of being rude!” her brows furrowed, a pouted expression following as she shook her head from side to side.

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<p class="MsoNormal">The female shoulder checked him once more as she attempted to walk away from him in order to move further into the woods. “Hmph!”

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<p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly the female stopped and peaked over a bush, looking at a deer off in the distance. “ooh..” Now Kin was distracted, not even caring of the male’s existence at this point. “How cute..” her lips twitched as a sheet of paper peeled from her arm, swirling into a paper senbon which she aimed at the deer. “Now just…” Kin was moments away from throwing it, however a buck and a small doe came into the clearing by the female deer, this caused her to lower her weapon and huff slightly before she stood up and turned around, looking at the male once more.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’re still here?” she questioned, her head tilting slightly. The pink hues shifted to the cloak and back to him. “You should leave.” Once more she offered him a smile, the senbon unrolling before it coated her hand, disappearing from sight. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> 21:42, May 16, 2016 <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“Looks like you are dying within the first five minutes, nice knowing you O, you’ll be remembered” Mugen spun on his heel and walked off, he’d head towards his home first, the small empty apartment he had called home for over a year. There wasn’t much to get, he packed some clothing and books into a bag and that was it, he wasn’t a materialistic person. He also ripped off one of the panelings on the wall and pulled out a small envelope of money, tucking that into his bag as well. He walked out of his home and closed the door for the last time. He slowly made his way towards the Fuma compound, his new home. As he was walking he felt tears rolled down his cheeks, not tears of sadness like before, but joy. The idea of having a family was hard for him to comprehend. He wiped his face and steeled himself, this would be the last day he showed weakness. 23:29, May 16, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Mugen watched Godric’s punch against the other man, the strike was so fast Mugen missed half of it but he could feel the strength behind it. Mugen heard O’s comment and he nodded in solemn agreement and spoke just under his breath so only O could hear “He’ll slap the soul right out of us before we get a chance to react” He saw O’s expression that was basically a “really nigga” and just shrugged nonchalantly. He knew he copied O’s speech but Mugen just said the same thing only with more English and better sentence structure. O would have to put up with that fact whether he liked it all not. O’s statement about 12 gates made him laugh “I wouldn’t be surprised if he could do that to be honest, feels like we are staring god in the eyes” What came next was not expected. Right there amongst all these people, Godric had adopted them both. For the first time since Mugen had arrived at the village he had a family again. The whole idea sent numerous emotions through him, there was pride, there was guilt and an overwhelming feeling of gratitude. He tried his best to keep a straight face as he listened to the rest of Godric’s speech. When it was over Mugen stood in silence for a moment trying to understand the situation. In all regards, Mugen was a Fuma now. He ran a hand through his silver grey hair and just nodded “Alright. That’s that. I guess … I’ll see you later” He was about to walk off when he watched O jump onto the side of Godric. Mugen’s reaction was quite comical as he stared with absolute bewilderment
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Zango only watched the female as the rain kept beating down on them, hearing each word she said as it only made his right eye twitch due to how she was answering already. Seeing how she was walking around him into a circle, he only let his head follow her when she was on the side of him or in front of him, holding a face of displeasure as he listened. Hearing how she said that he should be the one introducing himself, he only then took a step to the side as he avoided her shoulder check and watched her walk further into the woods but then stop. As he saw the paper flake from her arm, his brow only raised a bit as he then shrugged it off and began to turn around from where he walked in at. Beginning to walk away from the entire scene, he felt no reason she'd be seen as a threat and if anything, he'd kill her in an instant as well as many other shinobi of the leaf. He knew what she looked like and that she could change her appearance when she wanted however, nothing could force him to forget that she used paper. Still walking from the scene, he heard her voice as he then only turned to face her after she said that she didn't wanna hurt him. Keeping the cranky face on for a moment, a smirk only crossed his lips as he said "That's too bad. Guess you get to live then." Turning back to where he was heading, he then ran his earth chakra back into all sections of his body, letting him use Light-Weight Rock Technique, making his weight less and his steps faster without even trying.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Thinking for only a moment, he thought "Hope mom or dad isn't there...or uncle." Thinking on it, he kept walking and tried to think of everyone he saw in the crowd but he couldn't see anybody that looked familiar of being close to him but it didn't stop him from taking off into a fast sprint back to the courtyard however, on his way there after a slight amount of time due to his speed, he saw the mob and Godric, as well as the Hokage at the memorial as he stopped in place and only looked to everyone as he walked up to the crowd and began to push through. He came just in time to hear the ending of what Godric had to say which struck him “IF NONE OF YOU CONTINUE TO STAND THEN YOU LET THOSE WHO DIED FALL FOR NOTHING. “ Directly after hearing it, he only yelled out from the chatter of the crowd "THERE IS NO REASON TO EVER BACK DOWN. A SHINOBI SHOULD ALWAYS STAND AND THE ONES WHO HAVE DIED DIDN'T DIE FOR NOTHING, THEY DIED FOR THEIR VILLAGE, WHAT THEY THOUGHT AS HOME." He stopped for a second as he then pushed through the crowd more and said loudly but not in the same tone as before "I, Zango Uzumaki, pledge to give my life for this village and I will not fall for nothing, I will only fall if it means that every enemy I see is going with me." Looking to everyone around him "Your loss is saddening however, we won't get anywhere with you all crying. Do something about it if you're that mad or sad about your loss." Zango only stood there as he looked directly to Godric. He was the man that Zango Uzumaki looked up to from the tales he heard about during his time in the academy. A huge inspiration to Zango's entire reasoning of being a shinobi and only to what he said to everyone else, forced Zango to speak out. He was a cranky asshole however, he had heart and guts. If it came to his family, clan or Konoha, he'd be standing there with the rest of anybody who wished to give up their lives to strive for a better day. Whether he was looked down upon for how he answered out or raised up, it didn't stop the one thought he wanted to become true, which was to become a strong shinobi, to protect the very village he stood in now and destroy any of which that stood in his way of such a duty. 00:37, May 17, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-top:0px!important;">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">A nod was offered in return to Godric’s question but the nod wasn’t elaborated upon as Godric found himself in conversation with various members in the crowd that also revealed Ren Sarutobi to be present. –Now would be a good time.- Looking right, Ikeru motioned for someone to come forward, an order received by an ANBU in the shadows, while the people were still distracted before then replying to Godric’s earlier question, possibly turning heads as conversation between these two men usually did.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“A high council will be held, but before that. There is something… or someone else you have yet to see.”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Upon people turning around they’d see a party of people approach from the west entrance; walking the pavilion in a formation of two lines of five. B upon the strangers coming closer they’d be revealed to be no mere men. These were actual ‘living’ soldiers composed of sand that stood 7ft tall with the muscular physique of a titan. Each of them wore no clothing except for a simple loincloth, and a spear and small shield on their backs. These warriors of sand almost seemed threatening for a moment but they stopped their march just one inch before stepping onto the ground dedicated to remembering the dead. Instead, their files stepped apart to allow for another figure to emerge and step forth, one who had been hidden up until now, one who wouldn’t be known to any but the council members and clan heads.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">He was Eidel, son of the former Kazekage and Jinchuruuki of the hidden sand, dressed in gear designed for travel and a fox-like mask. A unusual mask, for it crumbled into grains of sand which drifted away with the wind just as Eidel took place in front of the thirteenth memorial stone while Ikeru stood with Godric Fuma and Ren Sarutobi. The Hokage’s gaze and attention was fully shifted to the Jinchuruuki with long blonde hair who had just made entrance; for Ikeru already knew the importance of the message that was about to follow.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">And that’s when Eidel finally spoke out, his voice, which was energetic and inquisitive in origin, still bore the sadness n hardship of grief, but these negative emotions were not elaborated upon in any way as the young man spoke with hope more than anything. His eyes, the strong expression of there needing to be change, and his powerful stance, were all indicators that what had happened sent Eidal on a Path of reconstruction and redemption. Indicators that this Son of the Sand had never once stopped to shed a tear for what happened.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Most of you most likely don’t know me, and have never heard of me in detail. After all I am but a man, I am but a soul, just like all of you are. And just like the many souls which were lost last week. So there is no need for my introduction but feel free to speak with me later. For now, I please ask a moment of your attention while the memories are still fresh. Memories of the horrors and tragedies that took the lives of people we love, people who we swore to protect.”. Eidel smiled to all those present while a sparkle of hope glimmered in his eyes. “But it’s not the negative I came here to speak about. First off thanks to the efforts of Konoha, several hundred people, most of them civilians, have managed to survive the onslaught of war.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Raising his hands in the sky, a very loose formation of sand particles appeared above his head, and as he moved his hands the sand would take the shape of a painting that showed what the Kazekage was talking about like watching a stop-motion film in sand. Replaying the events of battle as recounted by survivors.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“See, why would I come here just to talk about something depressing? Why would I not just send you a message? Well, for one, I love travel. But more so because you deserve more than a message, you deserve the truth.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The imagey of sand then turned into a dreadful scene where a figure which looked just like Keldran stood opposite a brute, surrounded by corpses, obviously showing the battle between Keldran and Gyuugi. However, the angle of the camera then changed and moved deeper into the village where civilians were making their escape through underground tunnels; having been bought time by Keldran’s effort, and the Rain’s army being locked behind the acidic mist thanks to Kei’s efforts.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“The last stand of the two who our villagers call Dragoon and Shadow. It is the only reason Sunagakure still has a beating heart, the only reason I still have people to take care of, to safe, and to reclaim a lost home for.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Eidel then took a scroll from inside his jacket and walked over to Godric.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“I was told you were his father.”. Eidel handed the scroll over the towering warrior before dropping to a knee. Something which was a huge show of honor and respect as the son of a Kazekage, the next in line, the Jinchuruuki of the sand, bend the knee. But Eidel did not care for protocol as much as he did for doing what was right.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Your sons brought hope for many others.”. Standing back up, Eidel’s eyes proved most wise for one his age as he handed the scroll over to Godric and unsealed its contents so that Keldrans blood-soaked swords and tattered headband would be held by the Fuma clanhead. “This belongs to you. But don’t be too quick to throw it away. The old lady who told me the tale of the Dragoon, your son, said that they took Keldran away back to Amegakure. Now, I don’t know about you.”. Eidel’s eyelids narrowed in a mischievous manner. “But I can’t see a reason for them to take an enemy corpse. Which means that either there is still hope left for you, or something horrible is happening. Either way. We can’t sit still. There are two girls who have been taken hostage as well, daughters of Sunagakure’s council members. Daughters who have access to their parents archives which are hidden underground. Also, they have been trained in the way of diplomacy and politics and as such they will be both instrumental and vital when it comes to the resurrection of the sand. Therefore, I will go back to save them. And while doing so I will also look for the Dragoon, Keldran. However, as it currently stands, I must go alone because the few men we have left in Sunagakure, who can still fight, must remain behind to defend the city. So I ask of you, Ikeru, Godric, when the time comes, to accompany me or send men and/or women to do so. I need four more. No less, or we will lack strength, and no more, or we will lack stealth. I do hope you take this into consideration during the high council. After I take my leave here tonight I will head back to Sunagakure to rebuild the village, and in one year from now exactly, I’m setting out to the Hidden Rain. I hope to find your support with me one more time. If not, I ask for your prayers to accompany me.”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Ikeru, who stood with his eyes closed in deep thought, finally nodded as he re-opened those stern and powerful hues. ‘Very well. It shall be discussed.”. Then turning to the other council members who were present, Ikeru said;  “Godric, Ren, the time has come for us to take seat with the others.”. The Hokage then waited for the two clan heads before he walked off and left the scene without saying goodbye’s as the man’s thoughts were focused on matters far more important; as such were the burdens of a battle forged leader.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Eidel, however, still remained with the crowd in case they had anything to ask of him concerning what had happened and information from the side of Sunagakure.

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 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">One again Mugen was half way through leaving when something demanded his attention once more. As he made his way out of the crowd a series of warriors made of sand began to approach. Mugen could only watch in amazement. Living sand constructs were not something one expected to see in their lifetime. Purely out of curiosity he stopped to watch, eventually the soldiers of sand halted and spread their formation allowing for someone who was actually human to emerge. This man, he claimed to be the son of the late Kazekage. Mugen had never heard of him, still he didn’t doubt the man was telling the truth, he certainly looked the part at least.

<p class="MsoNormal">The man did something then, that Mugen could barely believe, He created a moving image of sand that recaptured the final few moments between Keldran and the man that could only be Gyugii. The sight of it made Mugen’s blood boil, made his chakra stir and it took all his willpower to calm himself down; he watched the rest of it and finally the showing of Keldran’s and Kei’s fate, he felt his heart sink at the very sight of it. Mugen listened for the rest of it, slinking through the crowd to get a better look just as the Kazekage laid the bloodied blades of Keldran and his tattered headband before Godric. Mugen let out a slow, shaky sigh and clenched his fists. Though the Kazekage’s comment that the rain had taken custody of the body was a surprising one and his suggestion that a corpse had no use did help spur a little bit of hope in him, though he knew better to cling to it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The situation felt tense, the Hokage announced a discussion with the elders and began to saunter off. So that was that, Mugen decided against wandering off for now, now doubt the crowd would begin to disperse soon which would make walking through the streets a pain. He settled on finding a place to sit, a small box off to the side of the gathering. He plonked himself on top of the box and watched the crowd. He quietly pondered the situation He and O were in now, and watched as the elders began to leave, he was a bit surprised to see the Kazekage linger around with the crowd, a leader who was down to earth was a bit of a rarity. 05:21, May 17, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Seika/Ren: Godric had truth within his words, obviously sorry would not bring him back; She was not stupid, broken hearted and unstable… But never a idiot. In terms of believing he was alive, she wished he would be and if he was she would feel that glimmer of hope. But it had been a week and with her depression, hope was non-existent.

Meanwhile with Hitomi’s father she nodded respectfully without a smile, she was glad they had accepted her invitation. When this was over she would go rushing back but she turned to see that everything was perfect for their arrival but she sensed someone… A person that was un familiar to the village, an alien of sorts. All was confirmed when Ikeru explained someone was needed to be seen. Waiting patiently as the person used sand formations that made her quite uncomfortable. Shifting in her chair remembering the horrible events of the sand she looked over to her father that stood beside Ikeru. Ren also seemed like he had no idea who the person was.

He was paying his respects to those who had fallen which made Seika begin to tremble. It was not long until Shey had returned behind her to make sure she was okay since her father seemed to be busy with more important matters.

Although Seika would never be prepared for what was going to be shown. This man was using sand to almost display a video. Her eyes widened as she saw the vision show Keldran fighting another man, her heart stopped as it moved away. Panicking she only wanted to see what was happening to keldran, which happened within the next few minutes. The whole world had stopped for her, as she watched Keldran beaten to death. She barely noticed her overloading tears and her face turning red, She could not breathe. Pushing out of the chair and grabbing a rock she attempting to throw it at the sand hologram but her arms were to weak and her hands let go of the rock. It was confirmed, he was gone…

It was not long before she legs gave out and made her fall to the ground, having her baggy kimono fall off her shoulder should her massive back burns for a short moment allowing for people to see her skin was shredded and how skinny she was getting. Thankfully her cousin was quick, he moved and put it back on her shoulder fixing the dress and putting her back in her chair. Seika continued to cry silently with her shorter hair falling over her face… Her heart felt like it was going to explode the pain was too much, there was no way to describe the way she felt. Not to mention the fact Kei had saved her and ended up dying… She felt so bad like everything was her fault. She was so overwhelmed she did not hear the rest of him possibly being alive as they took his body away. But like always Shey was her super nurse and made sure to listen to every word for her, in order to tell her later.

Shey turned to Ren and gave him a nod. The Sarutobi leader only looked to the ground for a short moment, it killed him to see his daughter in such pearl but he had to be strong for her and since he was such an important figure. Looking up Ren saw as Shey took his destroyed daughter away as it was too much for her to take on so early.

“Agreed” Turning around he followed Ikeru and Godric.

Ren Sarutobi was a very calm and centred man. Quiet but loud when he needed to be, a man that would be great for advice and planning. Quite frankly he was also pissed that about his daughter… also meaning he was angry of what happened to Keldran as well; knowing fully his daughter was mentally distressed a lot because of loosing him. Plus see everything that was shown… He truly was something else, a true hero of the leaf.

He was dressed in long black kimono embellished golden silk patterns. This was a way of showing strong status and riches within a leader position. His hair was wavy & short, Dark brown unlike Seika’s black hair. His eyes were the colour of gold and his height was tall. Not as tall as Godric at around 7 feet, but measured around 6’4. His stature was strong, built but not over muscly. He was perfectly proportioned. Currently he only hid his Chakra blades in a pocket that was hidden away inside the top part of his kimono, that was slightly open revealing his still appealing semi tan body.

“Lord Hokage, At the moment my daughter is very distressed and I don't think she will be able to speak of what happened. However if you could get one of your  Anbu to seek out information from her memory with genjutsu, I believe it will be very useful in all of this… I do not want to push her, however it is necessary. From the physical damages its evident she was fighting someone quite interesting”

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">He waited patiently for what was Ikeru would say, ready to give as much help and advice needed. 05:39, May 17, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The male’s response caused a short sigh to leave her lips, her pink hues watching him as he turned his back. As Zango took his leave Kin would trail behind him, hiding behind trees carefully as she made her way back to the village gate. As she left, the cloak she threw to the forest floor bursted into sheets of paper that drifted to Kin’s back, forming into her body. Gentle hums left the short females lips as she concentrate chakra to her heels, walking up a building rather casually. From here she had an eagle’s view of the male, Kin continued her pursuit. Once Zango had reached the shinobi memorial Kin squatted down on a nearby rooftop, her head tilting as she heard his yelling. ‘Is everyone loud and aggressive here?’ she questioned internally as she hopped to the village street. Kin listened to the male, curious to his words. ‘Very honorable.’ She giggled softly, her hues shifting to the Hokage and then to the man known as Godric.

<p class="MsoNormal">From the females pocket she pulled a piece of bubble gum, which she tossed in her mouth and began eating, chewing silently. The pink hues shifting, following what the crowd of people had turned to watch. “What’s this?” she murmured, her brows lifting as she leaned back and took a seat on her rear. Kin would lift her hand and allow a sheet of paper to peel from her fingertip, it quickly took the shape of a leaf before turning green, thus giving it the appearance of a normal leaf. Kin inhaled deeply, and as she expelled the air the leaf would travel on a invisible current, heading towards the crowd. It would slowly drift on top of a rock, sitting there looking as though it was just a normal leaf. Kin herself used the origami leaf and listened carefully to the situation below, her eyes darting back and forth curiously. Kin watched as the strange male began to manipulate sand, this caused her eyes to open wide. It was very interesting to her. “Woah..”

<p class="MsoNormal">Kin remained silent, only listening to the situation as it unfolded. “Amegakure, eh?” she allow a short exhale to leave her lips. She recalled that fateful day, where everything was taken from her and nothing was to blame but that ninja who attacked. Ironically enough, he had been from Amegakure. “They should suffer.” She murmured, her head tilting as a light hum left her lips, her tone a bit more malicious.  “They should know what pain feels like.” The female pursed her lips as she sat straight up, her legs folding as she continued to observe. She had no intention on interacting with the mass of people, but if someone were to notice her she’d offer a light smile before turning her attention back to Ikeru and the stranger known as Eidel.

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 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-top:0px!important;">Closing post:

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Ikeru’s reaction to Ren.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">As they walked side by side, these men of great strength, Ikeru found himself listening to the Sarutobi’s words in silence. After all, Ren was right in every sense of the word, but as a father Ikeru knew that it would never be easy to know your own flesh and blood would be put under Genjutsu; forcibly if need be. “Very well, I shall assign one of the ANBU to stand by for your call, Ren. Activate this seal to summon him.”. Ikeru’s stern gaze then found the patient eyes of Ren. “I know how difficult this must be. But there’s no other way.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The High Council.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Ren Sarutobi, Godric Fuma and Ikeru Senju all made way to the Hokage’s building and took the stairs up to a secret room on the top floor where all other council members were gathered around a round table. Eito Fuma, who’s the leader of ROOT and Godric’s brother, and three other old council members, a woman and two men who were on the council back when even Ikeru’s father was in rule.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">What was discussed in this High Council, in precise detail, will remain to from the masses but there were several witnesses who swear they saw Godric throw a table out of the window before finally seeming to settle with the Hokage’s proposal of following Eidel’s plan with the added note of having ANBU operate in secret in the meantime to begin infiltrating the hidden Rain as spies; a plan which was backed up by the elders who demanded action be taken but not too swiftly. The calm and wise Ren agreed that his daughter was to be be sent as leader of the mission, promising that she’d be fully healed and ready in time. Seika was assigned as such due to the fact that she had the most knowledge of the Rain’s troops and the most experience under her belt plus she carried strong emotions to go and find Keldran; emotions which might prove crucial in the end. For it is hope that carries a flickering flame in the breath of night.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The final results of the meeting would, however, be made public and stated as followed:

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-bottom:0px!important;">In one year from now four of our finest shinobi will set out to Sunagakure to join Eidel, soon to be Kazekage, on a quest to the hidden rain. In the year between now and then we’ll prepare for this S-Rank mission of the greatest importance. The assigned members are: (Leader) Seika Sarutobi, Zango Uzumaki, Nalini Shinigami, Kin. Further information will be disclosed to you in Sunagakure, one year from now, to prevent the chance of information leaking out to our enemies.