Izura entered Takeshi and Yuki’s household, the enigmatic veteran shinobi bearing the very same garb that had allowed him to successfully steal information from Konoha from right under their noses. A black cloak, combined with an anbu mask. A modulator masked his true voice from any ears. He strode in, phasing through the front door as if it had never existed. The shadow garb coalesced around his being, masking his presence entirely from anyone trying to detect him early.
Before arriving, he had done his studying overnight, utilizing the power of his sharingan to memorize every modicum of information that he had acquired from the Leaf’s A.C.M.E complex from right under their noses. They hadn’t been able to track him either- the database contents were hidden away in a dimension removed from the real world- the world of Kamui. True identities on all personnel, anbu included, were now at his fingertips. Their library of forbidden techniques and classified mission history. A treasure trove of information that would be worth it’s weight in gold and more.
Information was power, and he now held it in significant amounts. And better yet- his death would not guarantee that information’s retrieval or silencing.
Because there was also a second bargaining chip- one that he would hold from revealing unless absolutely necessary. Izura did not come here to fight. He came here to find answers, and finding true answers became all the easier to acquire when the one he was seeking answers from, was backed into a wall as to force the truth from them.
He sought to test their resolve. To see if those who were in charge of the village could be entrusted with it’s protection. And on that account, they had already partially failed. Izura had captured the A.C.M.E. database’s contents. Who was to say that another couldn’t have done the same?
Haku Yuki. Uchiha Takeshi.
It didn’t matter which one of them appeared. Either of them would suffice.
And he would get his answer one way or another.
The voice modulator behind the mask crackled to life, as if trying to call for their attention.
“Uchiha Takeshi. Haku Yuki. I….have a proposition…”