Everyone had their own way of dealing with things. Yukiko took advantage of her long hair, swiping it at the rats, using it as a whip and sending the raccoon-sized animals flying towards the walls and other objects which they intercepted. Junko, on the other hand, stood tall at the top of the food chain by slaughtering the rodents in the least subtle way, piercing their soft flesh with spikes and vines, and drawing their organs out. It was a gory sight, no doubt. The walls and floor was starting to get stained with the red liquid, tainted by the death of a hundred rats. All in one, it was a technique with many uses.
Miko looked away, surprised by the stranger’s show of skill. It was then when he noticed the mask growing in Junko’s face, covering it completely except for two holes to enable sight.
“You can’t be serious… how are we going to clean this up?”
A moan was heard, echoing through the many halls and floors of the abandoned building. It was barely audible by the time it reached the group, nearly drowned by the chirping and cries of the agonizing rats, but the most perceptive of them could have heard it too. Miko turned his head towards the direction, and then glanced at Junko, trying to decipher his reaction under the mask. He couldn’t have been the only one to hear it; the man had more training than them, and thus was most likely far more capable of catching the little details in the scene. The sound was coming from one of the top floors apparently; Miko proceeded towards its direction, only glancing back every few seconds to make sure they were following him. There was no way he would want to stay alone in that disgusting place full of excruciating rodents.
“Did you hear that?”- he said as he started to climb the curved stairs that led to the second floor.
A loud bang was heard, accompanied by hundreds of rats charging down the stairs, and followed by a maniac laughter. The rodents stampeded Miko as he was going up the stairs, now bringing him all the way to the bottom. He hit his head multiple times, but at the same time, he was cushioned by the rats stationed all around him. Once he had reached the bottom, he quickly stood up, facing the group.
“There’s someone upstairs!”- even if it had been for a second, as the rats took him down, he had had a glimpse of a dirty white dress.
“My children, what have you done to my children!?” – a young, yet disturbingly ugly looking woman peaked through a hole in the roof. Her long black hair hanged like a rope reaching almost to the floor, all dirty and crumbled, she let out a loud scream in face of the gory sight.
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The rats keep coming down in waves, hundreds at a time, there isn’t much time… I’ve gotta do something, but what? My jutsus don’t work here, there isn’t any earth to command, fire would just burn the place down, and that… if I do that the building will come down on top of us.
<B>“Junko! I need you to take care of the rats coming down the stairs, finish them up, go up the stairs, and meet us there. If you don’t see us, then keep going to the third floor. My jutsu won’t work here; especially in this floor… that woman gives me the creeps.”
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|Miko felt bad trying to give orders to the man, he knew that he was way more experienced than he was, and way more fit to give the orders… but he had no other choice, he had to act quick; besides, he wanted to take command just in case he was a scout.
"Yukiko follow me!”- with those words, he set out towards the hole in which the woman’s hair hanged about.
The black haired woman started to retract her hair, as her head was no longer visible.
“She must be retreating, I must hurry.”- Miko dived forward, extending his arms in hopes of reaching the hair in order to use it as a rope and climb his way to the second floor. He did, but just enough to reach the gap in the levels, Miko was now hanging from one hand. He pulled his way up, and then extended his hand towards Yukiko, for her to climb.
As soon as they were both safe in the second floor, Miko stood up and turned around just to see that a woman in her mid-thirties, with an over-sized dirty white dress, long black and dirty hair, and a dozen rats even bigger than the ones before standing just a couple meters in front of him.
“You… you were the ones that killed them… my children.”- She said in a shaky voice.
“Kill them!”- She commanded the rats, and they charged.[/col]
[[NOTES: These rats are about the size of a big dog.]]