Konohagakure. The Village Hidden In The Leaves. A figure approached slowly making her way towards the gates and as she got closer, any curious eyes would definitely snap to attention concerning the state of the female. Her headband was cracked in various places and the black cloak she wore ripped in half revealing the Konoha garb she wore underneath identifying her as some sort of shinobi of the Hidden Leaf. Her ANBU mask hung from her belt torn down the middle and blood running down her side and face. Nanjirou Soku was not recognizable at first glance but to any pressing figure, they would soon come to the realization who they were dealing with. The very obvious detail anyone would notice is that the woman had only one arm, the other was wrapped in some very old gauze which was almost falling off as she approached dropping to one knee, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. "I've made it...home...it's finally here." The crystal necklace that the Captain wore around her neck was glowing like crazy, several cracks forming in the center piece as her vison grew ever so darker. With a shaking hand, she slowly reached into her cloak drawing out a passport that despite her state seemed undamaged and managed to speak in a barely audible tone, her voice coming in a whisper. She was not even aware of the fact that no one had approached her yet. "Nanjirou Soku...ANBU Captain...requesting entrance.......emergency to attend to..." Damn it, she couldn't keep her head straight.
Feeling her grip loosening, the passport slipped from her hand landing in the dirt as she dropped to the other knee swaying back and forth as she glanced up at the burning sun. Was anyone going to come anytime soon? Was she going to die here, just inches from the place she called home? It seemed so amusing, fate was laughing at her. Right when Nibachi needed her the most, right when she had been ambushed back in Suna's deserts, it had all gone wrong. She had done the one thing all ANBU were taught to avoid. She hesitated and she was paying dearly for it with her life. She opened her mouth to speak but all that came out was a mouthful of blood. The ground seemed to be getting closer and her vision dimmer. Finally, her body swayed forward hitting the grassy surface face-first and lay still, the blood pooling out of her arm. Her traveling pack snapped open spilling the contents on the surface. Inside was a red enevelope addressed to her marked with a seal in the form of a black diamond, two medicine bottles, a bunch of coins and her garments. Her eyes began to flutter close. So it seemed...life was cruel after all. To get so far only to fail minutes from her objective. Oh, how the world worked in mysterious ways. Her breathing pattern began to slow as darkness overtook. Time was of the essence if anyone foolish enough thought they could save the gravely injured kunoichi.
[Requesting Entrance]