Finally, a place that felt like home. Syn lay on the soft bed fixing his gaze on the wooden ceiling above. The house felt like an extension of himself and of course it is. He had built the house using his mokuton element right before leaving Kumogakure no Sato and embarking on a life changing mission. He lay there like one who had no life in him with the blankets covering from his feet to his upper torso due to the fact that he was lost in his thoughts.

He knew that he had not much to think about but then again he remembered having pledged his loyalty to the hidden cloud village the previous day when he arrived Kumoggakure. The meeting with the Raikage could not be described as a short or long one. The factor called ‘time’ just seemed to be erased from existence and all that mattered was the Raikage and Syn. This was a new beginning for him, the name Syn, the rank of Jounin, even the new medical ninjutsu art he had learned. He felt more different, like he was in control of himself.

The rays  of the morning sun penetrated the blinds of the curtains as they shone upon him like some miner that had just discovered raw gold in a cave after days of searching. The hours had passed by so quickly that he did not even get to close his eyes but that did not matter much, he had had more nights without sleep. He finally moved and got out of bed. He walked into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee for himself after which he emerged from there and walked into the living room to sit on the sofa. He heaved a sigh as he stared deeply into the void.

”What is your purpose?”

a voice inside of him spoke. He did not feel surprised rather he knew that it was a question worth asking. He had been through a lot and now he was finally on top, pulling the strings of his own life though he knew he was still under the Raikage and his services as a shinobi are to be provided whenever required. Still, what is his purpose. The question seemed to have no current answer. The previous lives he had lived disgusted him so much that he wanted to acquire enough power to be able to defend himself and not fall into the pit of his past. He was a weakling, unable to fight back.  He was kidnapped and brainwashed, such a terrible fate he had to face all because of his lack of power. He was never going down easily again and he knew this in himself.

He stayed indoors all day resting. His trip had been a tiresome one so he needed this rest. The sun soon went down and the darkness took over only to be ruled by the moon and thousands of stars that twinkled in the sky. He looked out his window imagining what it would be like to control that many shinobis. He had heard of two legendary puppet masters that were able to make and control human puppets and he planned on being the next, it was only a matter of time.

He felt the wind call to him as it coursed through his hair. He dressed up in his new usual clothing. A grey fitted coat, putting on his goggles, headphones and strapping his ninja belt with enough pockets to hold his ninja tools and head band. He switched on his ipod and began listening to some music as he strolled out of his home closing the door behind him. He had no idea of where he was going but he just kept walking. The streets looked quite empty as most villagers were indoors and asleep. The moon was at it’s fullest and he could feel it drawing him forward. How easy it is for humans to be controlled, he thought.

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The jounin had learned much on his tour of the three lands and he had faced enough opponents to know that someone had actually started following him. His inability to sense quickly was one of the reasons why he was captured in the first place. He had little chance to react and that ended up in him being brain washed by some unknown forces. Anyway he had stopped dwelling on his past but it was one of his greatest motivations, never falling into the pit of his past life. He had even once stopped to think if anyone from konoha would come to find him but it was almost impossible because all of his appearance had been altered when he was kidnapped and worked upon. He is  a new person now, ready to serve and pursue his own goals.

Through black shades, he scanned gently to see if he could sight his follower but he could not though not every part of the village received the light of the moon so he could conclude that whoever it is was hiding in the shadows. Was he being followed to Kumogakure from any of the three lands he had investigated in? That was impossible, no one knew that he was Draygglez Senju. Whoever it was did not stop following him and even if he could not yet see them, the feeling that he was not alone was very positive.

He did not plan on attacking directly but he would soon get whoever it was. He turned to his right and walked into a dark alley way. Creating quick hand seals, he made a wood clone and allowed the clone to merge with a nearby vegetation still in the dark alley after which he would walk out into the light. It would seem as if he had done nothing because the  alley was extremely dark and the ordinary eye could not well see much details. Walking out innocently, he would expect his follower to keep up and the moment he noticed this, his clone would separate from the vegetation and track this intruder. The clone would be as subtle as ever and with or without getting spotted, he would turn his right arm into a large branch and shoot it towards the right thigh of the follower with full speed.

Whatever happens, Syn would await the outcome while acting as if nothing happened until his follower would react to the attack or speak something.
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Syn had come to a halt and he had removed his head phones and hung it around his neck, waiting for the outcome of carefully laid out plan. Everything that the clone would do, he would be aware of it. His stalker kept following as expected but then his moku-bushin appeared from behind and instantaneously transformed its right arm into a branch and aimed it directly at the stalker's right thigh. The arrow hit the bull's eye but the target vanished into thin air and it appeared as if the wooden arm had pierced a cloud of smoke.

"You were smart to use your clone to confirm that you were indeed being followed,"

Being one a bit phlegmatic, his heart beat louder than normal for just a second and before he could put one and one together his well honed senses picked up a silent tap no more than five meters behind him indicating that someone had just landed.

"But you should have continued your journey using a different path".... the voice continued.

Syn turned back to see a very familiar yet unfamiliar figure standing in the distance before him. Familiar such that he knew whoever it was is a member of the the hidden cloud Anbu forces yet unfamiliar in the sense that he knew not who is under that porcelain mask and hooded cloak. Now he could see why his ingenious plan was quickly figured out and the thought that he was so incompetent did not rankle him..

"If i had been an assassin with a contract on your head you would have already been dead. If I had been a spy sent to monitor your every moment, you would have done very little to stop me."

No, that was not at all true. The Anbu's second statement was very wrong. Syn's foolhardy characteristic would prevent him from fleeing when there was still a very good chance that he could win the fight. Even though he seemed calm and collected, some things were just there deep down, lying beneath the skin and waiting for the right time to surface. If the Anbu had been an assassin, both parties would have fought at their best with Syn winning the fight or both of them sustaining deadly injuries and if he happened to be a spy, reinforcements could be easily called for before he could escape the village but considering the fact that their might be a huge difference in their strengths and skills, Syn chose not to speak all these out and waited for the Anbu to state his true purpose for he could not have just decided to fool around with Syn.

"Follow me, the Raikage has instructed me to escort you back to his quarters"... the Anbu finally spoke.

The Raikage.... his quarters? Did something happen... Syn had been with the Raikage the most part of the previous day, what would he want from him... perhaps a mission for the village.
The anbu gave Syn no time to process the information before turning and moving towards the administration building. Syn would not object rather he would follow in the Anbu's foot steps and not let curiosity get the better of him for it was all just a matter of time.

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