The two puppets moved through Konoha with haste towards the Phoenix Gates, and escape from the village proper. One of the puppets was a young Kunoichi, no older than 18 or 19, with a Sunan headband tightly around her neck. The other, I giant red headed man who was an exact copy of the Sunan ANBU named Kaen as demonstrated to the girl by the Dark Sage of Suna himself. The larger of the two Sunan puppets was blood slicked, mostly with Konohan blood but also leaking true Sunan blood from the wounds inflicted to his flesh by the Sennin (currently bleeding out at the Hokage Tower). His large, flame singed hands still tightly held the trophies he had claimed, namely the Sennin’s heart and the still unconscious ANBU slung over his shoulder.
The trail of blood led all the way back to the recent battle and would be intentionally easy for any trained shinobi to follow, no, the pair were not hiding, it was inconsequential if they were intercepted, she had seen no soul in the village even close to the brightness of the two lights she had just snuffed out. Any intercepting shinobi would be committing suicide at this point, like throwing yourself into a woodchipper in the name of Konoha… Pointless…
The puppets both suddenly stoped in their tracks though, standing boldly on the roof of one of the larger buildings between the tower and the gates, stoped in place with unnatural stillness. Their silhouettes clearly defined against the bright moonlight shining over the alert enough quiet village beneath them.
To hesitate was to die though and Kiko knew that by now all of Konoha would be hunting for them. This meant they needed to leave… even the dimmest angry mob could overpower a single armoured knight no matter how well trained… the mob prevails eventually.
What had stoped them?
Not caution, no something else entirely had stopped the Sunan disguised pair in their flight from Konoha.
An immense power began to shine in the distance, unlike any she had felt since arriving in the village. The power moved like smoke through the village towards her with speed.
A grin came over the young girls face as the shadow power surged onward, a darkness and a fury behind the unliving eyes of the puppet as focused her attention towards the onrushing power.
An invisible action impelled the silent Kaen meat-puppet to commence his controlled sprint towards the village gates, his movements now executed with cold efficiency and none of the previous flair or expression.
Like a cold automaton the red headed giant of a man quickly sped out of sight and away from the grinning girl still silhouetted clearly against the moon, black hair moving gently in the calm Konohan night breeze.
Now the sheep would run to the wolf… but would the wolf bite?
The trail of blood led all the way back to the recent battle and would be intentionally easy for any trained shinobi to follow, no, the pair were not hiding, it was inconsequential if they were intercepted, she had seen no soul in the village even close to the brightness of the two lights she had just snuffed out. Any intercepting shinobi would be committing suicide at this point, like throwing yourself into a woodchipper in the name of Konoha… Pointless…
The puppets both suddenly stoped in their tracks though, standing boldly on the roof of one of the larger buildings between the tower and the gates, stoped in place with unnatural stillness. Their silhouettes clearly defined against the bright moonlight shining over the alert enough quiet village beneath them.
To hesitate was to die though and Kiko knew that by now all of Konoha would be hunting for them. This meant they needed to leave… even the dimmest angry mob could overpower a single armoured knight no matter how well trained… the mob prevails eventually.
What had stoped them?
Not caution, no something else entirely had stopped the Sunan disguised pair in their flight from Konoha.
An immense power began to shine in the distance, unlike any she had felt since arriving in the village. The power moved like smoke through the village towards her with speed.
A grin came over the young girls face as the shadow power surged onward, a darkness and a fury behind the unliving eyes of the puppet as focused her attention towards the onrushing power.
An invisible action impelled the silent Kaen meat-puppet to commence his controlled sprint towards the village gates, his movements now executed with cold efficiency and none of the previous flair or expression.
Like a cold automaton the red headed giant of a man quickly sped out of sight and away from the grinning girl still silhouetted clearly against the moon, black hair moving gently in the calm Konohan night breeze.
Now the sheep would run to the wolf… but would the wolf bite?
https://ninpocho.com/threads/all-warefare-is-deception-4-a-konoha-adventure.65618/post-364092 - continued from here.
https://ninpocho.com/threads/facing-ones-fate.65496/post-363010 - Kaen puppet creation.
Use Houdini card if anyone other than Asuka joins the topic
https://ninpocho.com/threads/facing-ones-fate.65496/post-363010 - Kaen puppet creation.
Use Houdini card if anyone other than Asuka joins the topic
Last edited:
