* In the village of Punfera *
A lone figure strode through the early morning, in a small outcast village, whistling a strange tune that haunted the desolate streets. The figure seemed normal for the most part in physique, but the oddity was that he was the only person seen in the village. At least, the only live person. Now and then he would step over a body, never losing the tone or tempo of his whistle.
The man was dressed in a black robe, and a black mask carved into the appearance of a tiger. As he strode and passed an intersection of the vile streets, a man reached out in near death with a painful cough that cried out for help. What he didn't realize, was that the masked man simply stopped at the sight of this, and shook his head. It was only a moments pause, before a kunai was thrown in a blur that struck the man between the eyes. This was the only split second the whistling stopped.
After a few more minutes of walking through the destroyed village, the man entered a casino. Within, was a collection of five other cloaked figures . Each bore a mask, that matched the color of their cloak. One yellow, one blue, one red, one green and a white cloaked figure. They sat around a table playing cards, and chatting among themselves. At the arrival of the member in black, all but the man in white turned.
"Your late Shimatsume." The man in blue said, his voice hoarse and scarred, as if he never took his breath away from a cigarette. His mask was painted to symbolize that of a shark.
The man in black waved him away with a hand, and took a seat at the poker table. " I was exploring. There is no reason for us to rush. I have personally seen to it that there is no opposition in the area. Might as well enjoy the scenery" He said from behind his feline painted wood. The man then leaned back onto the back two legs of his wooden chair and kicked his legs folded onto the table.
The white cloaked and masked man then folded his cards onto the table, and looked at man who had just entered. "Perhaps not in this small village. But we will have company before the midday. Shinobi will of course be sent from the capital village, and they will be of sufficient strength." He said behind a calm cool voice.
"How do you know that?" A female voice came, from behind a red mask spotted like that of a cheetah.
"I invited them of course" Said the white masked man, in the same happy tone.
"Gaidokushi!" The blue masked man blurted, leaning forward with a mix between enthusiasm and confusion. The rest of the lot moved in their chairs uneasily, but remained silent.
"No need to thank me Same-ha. It will be my way of weeding out which of you are strong enough to trust, and which of you will be subdued by simple ninja." The white masked one now known as Gaidokushi said, clearly the leader of the group. He rose from his chair and headed for the door, turning back to address his group of followers. " Doragon" Turning specifically to the man in green. "You and Nekoteiru will stay behind here in Punfera and welcome our guests... The rest of you, come."
"But-" Spoke up the blue mask.
"Don't worry. You will have your fun." Replied his leader.
And with that, all but the green cloaked man, and the red masked girl stayed behind in the casino as their allies left in stride. Leaving the two with hours to prepare for their visitors...
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A lone figure strode through the early morning, in a small outcast village, whistling a strange tune that haunted the desolate streets. The figure seemed normal for the most part in physique, but the oddity was that he was the only person seen in the village. At least, the only live person. Now and then he would step over a body, never losing the tone or tempo of his whistle.
The man was dressed in a black robe, and a black mask carved into the appearance of a tiger. As he strode and passed an intersection of the vile streets, a man reached out in near death with a painful cough that cried out for help. What he didn't realize, was that the masked man simply stopped at the sight of this, and shook his head. It was only a moments pause, before a kunai was thrown in a blur that struck the man between the eyes. This was the only split second the whistling stopped.
After a few more minutes of walking through the destroyed village, the man entered a casino. Within, was a collection of five other cloaked figures . Each bore a mask, that matched the color of their cloak. One yellow, one blue, one red, one green and a white cloaked figure. They sat around a table playing cards, and chatting among themselves. At the arrival of the member in black, all but the man in white turned.
"Your late Shimatsume." The man in blue said, his voice hoarse and scarred, as if he never took his breath away from a cigarette. His mask was painted to symbolize that of a shark.
The man in black waved him away with a hand, and took a seat at the poker table. " I was exploring. There is no reason for us to rush. I have personally seen to it that there is no opposition in the area. Might as well enjoy the scenery" He said from behind his feline painted wood. The man then leaned back onto the back two legs of his wooden chair and kicked his legs folded onto the table.
The white cloaked and masked man then folded his cards onto the table, and looked at man who had just entered. "Perhaps not in this small village. But we will have company before the midday. Shinobi will of course be sent from the capital village, and they will be of sufficient strength." He said behind a calm cool voice.
"How do you know that?" A female voice came, from behind a red mask spotted like that of a cheetah.
"I invited them of course" Said the white masked man, in the same happy tone.
"Gaidokushi!" The blue masked man blurted, leaning forward with a mix between enthusiasm and confusion. The rest of the lot moved in their chairs uneasily, but remained silent.
"No need to thank me Same-ha. It will be my way of weeding out which of you are strong enough to trust, and which of you will be subdued by simple ninja." The white masked one now known as Gaidokushi said, clearly the leader of the group. He rose from his chair and headed for the door, turning back to address his group of followers. " Doragon" Turning specifically to the man in green. "You and Nekoteiru will stay behind here in Punfera and welcome our guests... The rest of you, come."
"But-" Spoke up the blue mask.
"Don't worry. You will have your fun." Replied his leader.
And with that, all but the green cloaked man, and the red masked girl stayed behind in the casino as their allies left in stride. Leaving the two with hours to prepare for their visitors...
[626 words]