~Flashback~SevenBells~

Wolfgang walked threw a large ravine, to both of his sides large rock walls loomed high, they were dripping water at a terrible rate, as he plodded forwards he saw that his boots were getting soaked from the shin high water that the waterfall like walls were producing, this place would be inaccessible during the rain, since all of the water would congregate here, thus this was an amazing place to hide something...or someone, he was ordered to route out one of the puppet makers for the army of the seven bells, the war waged miles to his left and his right, he smiled grimly as he could sometimes faintly hear the sounds of dying men, and the sound of metal on metal, the feeling of his blood boiling was the only feeling that his numb body held, he wanted to find this place and murder the men inside it...since after all it was his mission to do so, which meant that he was not at any fault for any mistreatment of the men he found.

As Wolf walked he heard a very familliar sound behind him, the fast plodding of feet, though he heard no puppet with it, which meant that it may be an ally or a ''friend'' of sorts, so he jumped into a large crack in the wall and stood as still as he could as he drew his katar, dried blood caked the swirled blade of his sinister weapon, it had already killed a group of puppet masters just an hour earlier and was happy to have more.

As the man bolted past he saw that it was a ninja from his village, a chuunin that he knew...it was Darusa of the Hikamia clan, he was pretty much the average ninja, Wolfgang disliked him mainly just because he wasnt dead, but the ninja side of Wolfgangs brain was pondering a query,
Why is he here?...this is my mission Wolfgang walked out and called forth in a voice loud enough to get the ninjas attention,
Why the fuck are you here? this is my mission you idiot beat it or you fucking die The man turned back with a visage of anger and fear, for reasons that wolfgang assumed that was because he was intimidating...but in reality it was for a whole different reason, What wolfgang didnt know about nor care about, was that this man was going to meet with the puppet maker, he had dead bodies stored in a set of scrolls on his hip, he had even been working for this man since the war started, and somehow the man who by all men's desription of crazy had found him somehow...and seven bells wasnt going to be happy with that.

Darusa did was came first in his mind, he threw a kunai at Wolfgangs chest, the kunai went into the clothes but deflected on some sort of blue armor, and at that moment Darusa pieced it together...he was anbu...

Wolfgang was hit in the chest by a kunai, the blade flying off of his armor and falling harmlessly, Wolfgang needed no more reason...most would ask for the reason why someone did that, or try and reason with the attacker, but the kunai was the flint and steel to the bundle of wood of Wolfgangs soul, he was on fire from the inside, a wide grin was spread from ear to ear and his eyes were bloodshot and his pupils the size of pinpoints, only targeted on the man in front of him...he was dead...

Wolfgang started lobbing senbon at the ninja at intense speeds, making the chuunin take a defensive stance and deflect most of them, though he received a few scrathed on his face and legs, but before he could do anything else the large beast was in front of him, looming overhead like a demon, but only for a second...because on the next his foot was flying out and caught the man in the ribs, fracturing 4 ribs and bruising heavily, Darusma gasped as he spit blood out of his mouth, the man was so strong, he had the strength that darusma had never seen before, all that he had done was a basic attack and the damage and pain was unthinkable...he had to kill him fast or he never would...

Daru activated the supernatural walking jutsu, then jumping upwards and back he landed on the wall of the ravine, at the same time making the handsigns to a jutsu, he knew that Wolfgang was stupid...and he had never seen him actually do anything in combat then hit things with brute force...so a ranged fight was the best bet.

Wolfgang then made his handsigns...no one took him for a fool and lived, even during his blood lust, he used his instincts...so as he finished the handsigns and inhaled, he knew that  the katon chakra in his lungs was ready, so as the ninja above him activated his own jutus, the Suction Blast.

The suction of the mans jutus sucked Wolfgangs huge ball of fire directly into it, launching the ball of fire at the chuunin with much more force then was originally intended, it was obvious why...wind chakra did not bode well with fire, thus the large fireball was shot into the ninja at such an extreme for that he was pressed against the wall as the flames and burning oil was melting his skin and charring his flesh, After the charring and burning was put out by the water that he landed in, Wolfgang walked over to the man, he wasnt dead...yet, the fire had burnt him all over but life was still in his body, but most of the outside of his body would be numb due to the 3rd degree burns that he was now suffering, so the only way that he could feel pain was to go much deeper...though Wolfgang had not the time to stay and have fun with the traitor, so he would allow only a small amount of fun for this man.

Wolfgang set his senbon on the ground,spiked into the ground pointing up, wolfgang then judged the distance as he hefted the burnt man, who no longer gave any resistance against him, then Wolfgang walked over to the spikes...which there was 10 of, and caber tossed the man into the air at a massive height, seeing him go up and up, then arc in the right spot and fall rapidly, as he felt his body left a trail of smoke, almost like a victory flare, as he thudded down he was impaled all over his body by the spikes, letting out a huge scream as the needles found the unburnt flesh...WOlfgang wished that he could feel pain like this man, Wolfgang wished that he coult feel pain at all, it was a lucky trait to have feeling in the body that you own, Wolfgang sometimes felt as he was just giving orders to a bag of blood, he did right now, but during a battle Wolfgang came alive again, not sulking or raging...just killing.

Wolfgang collected his senbon and placed them into his pouch, he looked down at his body and smirked at how he had not recieved a single hit, most of his fights ended with him the winner but covered in slices and bruises that he wished upon himself to make his enemies scared witless...but that did not matter now, he had a mission to kill and he wasnt going to waste it on standing around lamenting to himself
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