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1 Bad Bounty~Kiki WIP Private Mission on Wed May 30, 2018 2:32 pm



Kiki had just heard the news. He thought that he should be broken, or at the very least a little bit sad but there was nothing for that village. Kiki was in the middle of the wastes, no where known and was left very alone with his master who didnt even tell Kikisu the first day that it happened, for she cared not even a little. Kikisu sat down, thinking that the wave of sadness for his friends that he would have lost the masters and jounin that knew him...but nothing, there was nothing for his old village.

Even for the girl he dated there, the many girls he dated over his teens. There was nothing for them, it was more jarring then the news seemed to be. He stood up and looked over at his Sensei, taking a second to find the words that he wanted. What do you want me to do? There is no way you told me the news so late if there was no reason to do so, i do know you a bit sensei His voice held no anger or spurning, he honestly at this point was just awaiting orders. It made sense that she would only tell him when it was convienant, she definltly liked Kikisu but they were no where near friends, it was a pure Sensei to Student relstionship, since She didn't believe in friendship.

Ahhh so you guessed my intentions, well yes there is a reason for i indeed have something for you too do. I have some friends of mine who get me certain things from the village... Kikisu knew what she meant she paid men to get intact dead bodies from the ruined city, didnt matter if they were high ranked or not just that they were intact to make into puppets. These men were very much criminals but Ningen didnt care whether or not they were criminals just that they did what she asked without too many questions to her.
At this point it did not bother Kikisu at all since he shared the idea of not being asked too many questions, since they were bothersome. There's a man bothering my friends that are living in the ruins of the city in little camp like things, hes killing and exiling them,  and i like having men to do easy things for me. At this point you are much too valuble to use on fetches I need you to kill him for me Kikisu...his name is Takeji Honomisha and he is also a puppet user, but it wont be easy he doesnt lead the camp on pure leadership alone he is a skilled Puppet user only one mind you so your multiple will be great for that as long as you can keep up with him that is. But either way i need him dead he is in the center of the camp and is often walking around, and the camp takes all Sand ninja which my student you are Kikisu nodded to his sensei and smiled, he was going to enjoy this and he had no idea why.

Maybe it was cause the village was now dead and should be kept that way, with some time that camp could start a new village and the current chaos was nice to have, he enjoyed it. The loose feel that was now running through his head knowing there was no village anymore and in some ways no laws at all. He loved it, he could pursue his art the way he wanted step closer to being young forever, living as the legend Sasori lived minus the family that got him killed.

Kikisu began to get ready for the long walk, it was almost 2 days of walking from where they were living they were very far in the desert, for obscurity purposes.

As kikisu began his walk he sat in his large puppets belly and attached all of his chakra strings and decided that they need not be invisible since all of them were inside the puppet, like real human tendons and muscles doing the work. It was different then using a puppet normally since most commands from strings were reversed and to get much done it required very weird movements, but after practice it was very easy to get use to it. It also helped that puppets were his whole life and most of what he did so a new way to use one excited me more then a just learning a new thing.

After the first day of traveling he ended the night in a large duned valley, he thought about staying for the night but thought speed was better for getting there, since the people that were paying him were getting a little bit of trouble from this man so hurrying was actually worth it.

After another 12 hours of puppeting, Kikisu was exhausted the wires for his puppet able to hold the strings any more. As he nearly began passing out he began digging into the sandy dune that his puppet was now beside, after a swift 15ft dig he was decently deep in the ground, the puppets robes and cloth blocking any sand from coming in. Thankfully kikisu had planned for sleeping in this arrangement, he reached backwards and grabbed a small tank of oxygen, with enough for 48 hours so he had lots of air, he strapped the face mask on and finally gave into sleep . He dreamed of his village and seeing all of the people he grew up with being murdered in various ways...hearing his sensei's voice over head telling him that he did not need them and that they had made him weak and the sole path to strength was solitude.

Kikisu woke up in a startle as he heard voices above him, he could not make out most of their words due to the sand but noticed there was at least 3 of them. He thought about attacking them or even talking to them but deicded to just wait them out as he woke up and ate some dried jerky far under the earth as the men eventually walked away and after about an hour Kikisu assumed he was safe to come back up.

As he rose from the sand with a drilling manuever, he got up to see the men waiting for him. All of them bore headbands from the sand, but with slices through the headband...rogue ninjas from a village that no longer was a village. Hey bud, we sensed ya down there and decided to camp here for ya, to see what you had on ya hehe Kikisu groaned to himself, they were so damn self indulgent, they just had to point out how they found him...telling him one of them is a sensory type ninja.

Most likely that made the 3 of them an old squad, so at most they were chuunins, he looked them up and down and deduced they were old genins. Their gear was fledgling level, kunais and shurikens. Kikisu decided to grace them with his presence. He opened the puppets belly and walked out letting the fat puppet flop to the ground with a heavy thud!.

Kikisu deicded that now was not the time for fun, or too test out skills. Boys boys boys...You dont remember me we were ninja together...just leave me be friends? He heard the braying laughter, they were mocking his mercy! that would not wonder that damned village was destroyed with people like this. Oh? we are not friends? Oh too bad for you then Without another word Kikisu created ten long chakra strings, making them first invisible and secondly covered in many little barbs and spikes. First he feigned a head rub, and as he began reaching up slashed outwards with a quick flick of his wrist.

The five strings caught the first bandit ninja in the neck, aimed for the artery with precision and skill. The man fell gurlging blood as he grabbed his neck. There was no showbouting, no speech about how futile their fight against him was...he was pissed.

He whipped the other hand at the other kid as he began to throw 2 kunai at him. It seemed he put up a weak chakra shield up. That would lessed his strings damage and probably not deflect two kunai at once. The other hand grabbed his puppet and with a rough ungraceful control swung it between the two men.

This brigand did not deserve a real fight. So instead of actually using the puppet he swung the large wooden marionette upwards into the air with great velocity. The swinging downwards, hearing the screams before they were replaced with the sound of ripped flesh and crushed bones. The last rogue ninja was now scared and backing up.

Kikisu wrapped all ten strings around the young criminal. First holding him in place and then slicing every major artery and vein he could reach with his razor barbs. In a fountain of blood the last one died without so much as a sound. To hide his presence here he had his puppet throw them in the hole that he slept in last night. Burying them and then walking away unceremoniously seemed the village was just criminals and assholes after all
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