Tsuyo stood at the height of a cliff looking over a small town outside the main village of Iwagakure. His black cloak billowed around him as the wind howled as if the pain in the night sky was about to descend upon the earth. Behind the wolf's mask silver eyes looked up to the moon. So full and beautiful. Tonight was going to be a night that would change how history was written. His mind recalled how Kazu had mentioned that there where crooked cops. Now that one of his shipments had been intercepted he had to involve himself in these matters. Still the fact that so few people where willing to stand up against the oppressive nature of these crooked men irked him. A slight fluctuation in his temper. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was here alone. And in truth was protecting a nation of innocents. Not just his own business. Failure and defeat was anything but an option. The hand that protects had more to lose then the hand that tore into the innocence of others. For if he failed many would pay the price. But as his cold gaze looked down over the district, Abandoned long ago by the people there he felt no pity for those who where about to stand against him. He would not be gentle descending into the night. He would not quietly abandon the truth before his eyes. The men down there had sins to pay for.

Slowly he began to move. The path he took down from the cliff was a simple one and the foot prints in the dirt told him it was commonly used. Chances where he would fall upon a patrol before he got anywhere near the complex. Still he could feel the rage rising like a sickness inside. His blood pumping as if the souls of the murdered urged him on. Bodies buried in the dirt where families would never find them. Feelings evolved with no way to tell the ones they lost. His fist clenched tightly against the leather of his gloves. He watched as the tree line faded away and there he was cloak flapping in the night. He had told no one of his intentions tonight. But he hadn't exactly tried to sneak out either. Honestly he hoped he had a guardian angel out there in case he got over his head. Still as if a step of faith was all that was needed his next step into the light of the village seemed to weave away all his doubts from his expression. Instead it was replaced by a cold and inconsiderate frown. As if nothing in the world could hinder his thoughts. He was determined to make some sort of scene tonight. Already up ahead he could see men chatting around his wagon. Looking over some fine armor and some swords and cross bows. A rather expensive shipment. And he was here to collect and then some. No one stole from him.

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Mugen was a little upset, just for one reason alone. They tore his suit while he was getting capture on purpose. He spent most of his time setting this up, the fake weapon deal, making sure the crooked cops knew about it. Sure Mugen had to hold back immensely when it came to fighting them. He knocked out only one of the men that were trying to arrest him. Unfortunately Mugen had no idea how hard he hit the guy so the fact that the person may be a little slower was very much a possibility. Mugen day started off a little bit odd, when he decided that he would look into these cops after a young girl mention that her cop uncle killed her father for money he owned them. Mugen usual stayed out of things like this, but he heard Tsuyo talk about wanted to take out these cops eventually anyway. Mugen had a strange feeling that their path would cross in this mission.

Mugen was tied up, his feet were bound by rope and so was his hands. Even though he had his bugs working on getting him loose it still made him uncomfortable that his face was covered with a bag of some sort. Mugen over coat was torn by some idiot that decided that a katana was going to stop him. That person was also taking a nap next to him and he could feel the person breathing wrong. Which means that Mugen might have hit him a little to hard. The idiot deserved it, this suit was not cheap and is gonna cost Mugen a pretty Ryo to get it fixed up again. He could feel the carriage that he was in bounce around, but the wheel sounded muffled. So he knew that the carriage he was in was covered with a top of some sort. The fact he was playing it safe and keeping most of his bugs inside of him right now was the only reason he did not have a full view of everything out there. He could hear movement and eventually someone getting punched. This was bad news, he was not the only person who forgot his membership card today. He listen to the people talk to the person.

"Stupid little girl did you not think that I would have people watching your house? Your lucky that we were able to capture the person who you were talking to! Don't worry though you are going to eventually join your family in hell. Just like the rest of them."

Mugen started to grit his teeth, he could hear the girl sobbing asking her uncle to stop this. To him that man was already dead. It did not matter what rank he was. That bastard was going to be eating dirt, it was unfortunate that the girl had to watch someone else in her family so soon. This betrayal had really gotten to Mugen and he was going to devour that man. Piece by piece until the person is going to bleed to death. The grinding of his teeth must have gotten the person attention, he could hear the person moving toward him now.

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Tsuyo was rather unaware of Mugen's involvement at this point in time. As some times when people failed to communicate properly but thought alike they ended up doing the same things. But truth of the matter was that they where on opposite ends of the complex. Mugen with his plan and Tsuyo with his anger. Usually Tsuyo had a huge scheme that ended in victory but now he was here and alone. And the souls in front of his could only dream of standing against him. His silver gaze looked over them. And the lamps they held. Flickering lights in the night breeze. Five of them in total. All armed with one sword. on their right hip and dressed in uniform. Arguing and laughing to themselves. As Tsuyo stepped into the light his hidden face was shrouded in shadows from the hood. All around him lanterns where held up by poles with the fire lighting the path. All in all there was an acceptable amount of light. It took only a moment for the group to notice him. One of the more gruff looking members. A young officer with a scar running down his cheek smirked as he indicated the hooded figure to his allies. Before handing his lamp off and drawing his sword. Placing the blade across his shoulder casually. He walked forward while he spoke until he was standing right in front of Tsuyo.

"Hey you there? Ya go a death wish or somethin? This place is off limits. Hey are you listening to me ass hole? You wanna die?"

Tsuyo let his silver eyes look into the other mans with a calm and cold collected look. Before suddenly his chakra pressure burst from him. Visibly his chakra formed around him like a wolf with open jaws. A deep and feral growl echoed across the complex. The man in front of him went wide eyed before his body began to tremble his hands almost dropping the sword as it wavered in front of him now. Held up like a barrier to a monster. His eyes where filled with the insanity of panic but his legs refused to move. He already knew he was dead. His heart was pounding in his ears even as he saw the man move as if it was in slow motion. The palm slamming into his chest and crushing his ribs and heart. However his brain continued to work for a couple more seconds as his feet lifted off the ground. He flew back with such speed and force that all the lanterns and lamps around them went out with out even a whiff of smoke. The dead body slamming into the stone wall behind the cart and the remaining four men. Impacting so hard he stuck to the wall and cracked it around himself. Then suddenly the sword that had left his hands on impact slammed into his neck to pin him there. Then Tsuyo returned to a standing stance. The only thing lighting anything was the moon light. And all they could see of him was what seemed like glowing silver eyes in the dark moon light. And with that A scream of terror echoed across the entire small village as the officers turned to run. But he was upon them in a moments notice. Within seconds he stood on top the cart with blood heaps all around him and blood dripping from his hands. His time was now.

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The cart had stop and Mugen had the chance to make a move. His ropes that bind him were officially broken and he could move his hands freely. He could hear the uncle talk more about how stupid his family was and went to go grab Mugen's bag that was on his head. This was the last mistake that this person would make. The person went to go take another swing at Mugen and it was a really slow punch. Mugen was not going to lose this fight at all. This was not an option for him, he needed to watch all these people suffer for what they did to their country and fellow Iwa kind. Springing forward his dodged the punch that was coming at him. Breaking the rope bindings around his legs in the process of this. Mugen slammed his open palm on the persons mouth and forced his bugs down the person's throat. Mugen could see the panic in the person's eye and he knew what he was about to do was beyond messed up. Usually this technique was meant to eat the outer skin of the body. This time it was going to eat the inner skin of the organs within the person. Mugen watched the person try to get away and panic. Mugen gripped a little bit harder and kept his hand the person's face close to his hand.

The person eventually dropped dead and he looked around and spoke in his metalic voice.

"Don't worry, you all are next. Unless you want to surrender now."

He watched some of them run away, which was smart. Others grabbed their katanas and walk closer to him. Mugen needed a weapons right now, he would not be able to hand these guys with swords alone with his fist. He noticed that the bugs inside the person were not back in him. Making him realize that the person was now dead. Mugen looked at the little girl who had tears streaming down her face and snot everywhere. This must be hard for her, Mugen thought. She just lost most of her family in less than a week. Mugen decided to take care of the little girl after this mess was taken care off. Looking back in the distance he noticed another little girl in a white dress. Mugen blinked and notice that she was gone. Mugen ran at the closest person and the proceeded to smack the sword man with the body he just acquired send the person back into a wall.

"Come on, I'll take you all on. Just to let you know none of you are going to survive."

He watched all the men charge him at once and the fell into his trap. Earlier while beating someone with another person Mugen took the time to place bugs everywhere on the field. Only like a two of them or so. Waiting for the to make a wrong move. Smacking the closest person away he gave a crooked smile one that none would see and making the bugs explode. It took some time cause they were to fat to move on their own, so Mugen had to place them quickly while moving to take down one memeber. He had one final trick up his sleeve. One person was going to try to hit him from behind. The person was greeted with a were beetle. On that was ready to take them all on. He proceeded to smack another person with his dead human body. They eventually started to run and give up. The body was starting to fall apart anyway. Mugen walked up to the little girl and took a squat before her.

"I know you are scared right now. Stay here and stay safe after these clowns are cleaned up I'll take you home and take care of you until you find someone that you wish to take are of you."

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Tsuyo knew that there where dozens more cops here. But he could hardly think of the repercussions if he killed to many. Besides he doubted Kazu would have mercy in his heart for these fools. For tonight he certainly did not. He wanted to howl in his rage. He wanted to reach out and darken the moon so no one would see what happened that night. No dreams for the ones who would wake up screaming. The fact of it all was is this was a rampage. And he was certain that it would end in the center. So often the villains hid themselves in the most secure places and the center of the village had walls. So he started his path in that direction. Hopping off the wagon to land on the blood stained ground. He did not wish to be like these vicious men who picked on the weak. So he would mark them. He would make it so such things in Iwa would be a truly daring thing to do. For this he would stain his ever shining armor. Tonight he was not a knight sent to save a damsel. He was neither the bringer of death nor a good man. Just a Wolf with his fangs bared.

As he walked from the cart down the path he could sense men surrounding him. Trying in vain to hide themselves on the roof tops. However to him it was like an echo of drawn swords and shuffling noises. Their attempts at stealth where futile however as twenty men descended around him he moved rapidly. Before half of them could touch the ground he had slammed his palm into the chests of the ones behind him crushing ribs and sending them flying back down the path. All ten of them would land in heaps unconscious from the blow. He would then hear the startled noises of the other then as their feet landed and he turned. His head tilted to the side as he studied them. His eyes wide with some sort of feral insanity. His knuckles clicked as his fists tightened. "It's just one ma..*Cough*" was all the man got out as he choked on his own crushed throat. That one would die. He did not care to let them rebel and speak in his presence. Now he was standing in front of them his head still tilted as the body collapsed. He was within arms reach of many of them but they looked at him in fear. Only their powerlessness against him suddenly growing in their expression as they finally realized they had no hope. One man in the back screamed and tried to run. In the moment it took him to turn around and take three steps Tsuyo was past the group and standing behind the man. A dark tower blocking out the light. The moment of his passing seemed harmless for a split second but then the breeze created from his speed rushed through the men and a hand print appeared on each of their chests. Before they went flying in either direction smashing into walls. He had hit them all in the blink of an eye. The walls began to crumble as he reached out and picked the running man up by the back of the neck. His grip was far to strong though and he heard a snap. Oh well. He now had a means as to which he could breach the main gate.

Having lost contact with so many men they had retreated behind the wall. Thinking it might save them till they could formulate an escape plan. But that just would not do. For Tsuyo had other plans for them. He slipped in one head phone to start playing the dark orchestra. Something to get him in the mood. Ahh the phantom of the opera. Perfect. In his other hand he was dragging the dead man by the fancy police collar. He looked up with those cold silver eyes that seemed to be that of a wolf outside it's preys nest. He lifted the body and with two hand gripped an arm. Then he began to spin the body lifting off the ground and as he spun he created dust rising from around him and then dirt. He was spinning with so much force and speed at the end that the arm was beginning to rip from the socket bones, flesh and all and the dirt around him was spinning in circles as well like the base of a tornado. It was only right before the arm came off that he released his grip. The body made a whistling noise as it sped through the air between the path and the huge gate before the body slammed through the gate like a cannon ball. The echo of wood splintering and the gates crashing off the hinges bringing fear to those who had dreamed to tread so brazenly on his territory. A bell of war as he stepped past the wreckage. Soon it would be over. Soon he would end it.

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Mugen stared at the little girl before him. The horror that this girl had seen is something that Mugen would not wish upon anyone. It was horrible and things like this even adults had issues with. For now he did not really care for this girl's well being, the tears down the face and the snot covering all over did not even make Mugen think twice. Slowly getting up and turning away he knew that this fight would be coming to a close. This person was going to suffer for all the things that he did. There was no need for all this bloodshed. Sure Mugen was a missing ninja, but that did not mean that he was any less human than when he was when a ninja for Konoha. He slowly went up to the person to was barely conscious from the beating he had taken from his fallen comrade and started him into his eyes. The black eyes of an Aburame is supposedly a fearsome thing to look at. They are often seen as eye's of the dead due to the fact that they cannot even have any color to them. They will always be black and dead looking. He could feel the man squirm in his hand as if he was trying to get away from this demon that now stared down into the soul of the man.

"Tell me where your leader is, and I will spare your and your comrades lives. Only if you swear to follow me, even into the deepest parts of hell. If your leader succeeds to kill me than consider this deal null and void."

The man Mugen held shook and eventually lifted his hand to a window. That window would never be the same and Mugen ran to and busted through the glass window. His clothing was already worn down from the fight earlier and now he was ready to take on the person in this room. Someone that person pointed at the wrong room and he jumped into what looked like a smaller girls room and Mugen was standing in front of a girl that was dressed in all white. Mugen started at this girl with confusion on his face. A little girl like this should not be in the care of evil men like this. She must have been kept prisoner here, Mugen was ready to fight anyway who was going to come into this room. He stared at the girl and open his mouth slightly open and she began to spoke. Her voice was musical and even fake sounding. Mugen was ready to fight off any Genjutsu that he was placed in. This opponent must have been strong in this way.

"I am not a trick of the mind Mugen. You are seeing what you wish to see. Your sight does not lie to you, cause your sight see what your hearts wants. Do not engulf yourself into the flame of chaos and destruction. You are much stronger than this."

Mugen was not sure what the hell this person was blabbing on about, Mugen had been stuck killing people so long that he was used to the flame of chaos and destruction. He was not very afraid of this person or anything he fought recently. He thought that maybe that was the reason that was getting weaker. Mugen spoke in his metallic voice and sounded and deadly and grave as possible.

"I don't need an underage girl trying to teach me about what I want. Purity is something that the world cannot have. We must keep the pure away from the blood of the tainted."

With this Mugen blinked and the girl was gone. He was slightly perturbed about what he just saw and would try to talk to someone about it later. Right now he had to handle this person that lead these corrupt cops and let them get away with anything they wanted to. Mugen walked out the door and woke up kneeling in a hall way. The door was broken down as if he busted through it. Yet he did not remember anything about doing that. He looked back into the room and notice that it was a storage room, where they kept weapons and such. Mugen was not sure what he experienced, but it was something that he would have to deal with alter. Mugen walked into the main hall and noticed that the stairs up led to a door that he had a feeling that would be where the enemy waited for him. He got closed to the door when he noticed and fist flying at him. This person was fast, like a chunnin speed. It did not matter though, Mugen thought as he turned to his opponent to notice what looked like a young man ready to box.

Mugen was not sure what to take to this fight. He was fast than this person and managed to knock him out without killing him. For some reason after seeing that little girl he had no urge to slaughter everyone that got in his way. He looked at the door and proceeded to wait. He knew just by hearing the yelling the screaming on the other side, that Tsuyo was on the other side causing trouble of his own. Mugen knew that he would probably want to handle the leader to prove his dominance. Unfortunately Mugen knew that if the enemy surrender that Tsuyo might recruit him into the ranks of the corporation. Mugen had not intention of that. This man was dead, he let family betray family.

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Now he saw before him why no one had ran to meet him at the gate. He moved through the defeated men there. One was hollowed out as if he had been consumed from the inside and the rest seemed to be battered by some extreme force. A couple of bugs fluttered around that he recognized with a smile. He only knew of one Aburame this far into Iwa. He could only Assume Mugen had gotten in with a much less direct approach. Still aside from one man resting his back against a wall with wide eyes and the look of a man who had seen things no sane man believed could happen. Either way he smirked and walked past the man. The destruction and death around him hardly bothered him. It actually felt like the old days. But with out the red tape that Konoha loved. He would however not try and sneak like they used to. He could feel the fight ready men on the other side of the door leading into the main room. Men lined up to defeat him behind the door. But it was a little different now and he wasn't running. Either they or him where going down. He was done with memory lane. This was worth every moment he was fighting for. And the message was going to be well received. he moved up to the door and placed his hand on it. A single pulse of chakra shoved the doors flying off the hinges slamming through the room. He stepped into the room and looked at the walls lined with cut throats and thieves all readying blades and jutsu. His Silver eyes look to them all and he lets his head fall back with his right hand raising. His pointer finger twitching left then right as if chastising them.

"tch tch tch Come now. Little bitches should know when to back down."

And then it began. Dozens of jutsu fired at where he was standing and he launched straight up grabbing onto the rafters with his hands and launching himself forward with a back flip as weapons slammed into the beam he was holding onto. And then he landed on the platform in the middle of the ones directly in front of the door. One had not drawn his sword yet and reached for it. With a movement Tsuyo slammed his palm into the mans wrist impaling the mans hand on the hilt. The scream seemed to bring the war scene. Suddenly weapons where flying and jutsu where being flung in panic. Tsuyo just kept his feet moving. He would casually duck this sword slice and let it cut the man behind him. He would side step a flame jutsu and let it burn a group of men on the other side of him. The panic that they came at him with was dwindling their forces. Within moments there was only one jutsu master, A fighter with claws and an archer remaining. Tsuyo smirked at all the men moaning or dead around him. He waited a moment as these three had seem to have caught on and understood his plan. They would move together. He waited for it to begin by brushing off the soot from his shoulder. Then the jutsu fired off. A water whip aimed for his eyes. Tsuyo stepped just out of it's range but the clawed man was waiting there with a slice at the back of Tsuyo's neck. However Tsuyo spun while ducking under it and heard the cross bow fire his right hand reaching up to catch the bolt that was fired at his chest.

"My turn."

He turned and stabbed the bolt into the neck of the man with claws as he turned to swing again like a shank before turning and throwing the bolt at the jutsu master. Catching him in the eye. Then he grabbed the Clawed man by the hair and threw him bodily at the archer slamming them both into the wall with enough force to knock the archer out. Lovely. He shrugged at the little bit of effort it took as he turned and opened the door. It was only his speed that let him duck and move to the right as a dozen water bullets flew through the door way. He began to dance as the leader was already engaging him in battle. He would evade the long range water jutsu while dodging the flexible wind whip by focusing chakra in his feet and running along the wall. Jutsu after jutsu slammed into the wall like a machine gun behind him. The building shaking from the impact of the jutsu. But he could tell that flinging so many jutsu was tiring the man. So as he moved past a pillar he would cast the  academy jutsu for an illusion clone and let it run ahead. The moment it took the man to turn and fire more jutsu after the illusion he moved the opposite direction. Moving straight at the man. And Tsuyo was fast. Even though the man had time to turn Tsuyo was already just out of arms reach. Still he saw the wind jutsu preparing and Tsuyo Spun around it as it fired and crushed the pillar with wind pressure in the direction Tsuyo had been standing at a moment before. Now he was gone from the mans vision. Until the man felt a poke on the back of his spine between the shoulder blades. And then his own chakra burst from that point crushing his spine and paralyzing the man.

"No one seems to know the mistake their making when they fuck with me.... well sucks being you now." The ever cocky Tsuyo said with a smirk as he walked out the side door. Spotting Mugen waiting patiently. He smiled his most friendly smile and nodded."All yours. He won't be running." and then left to go collect his property.

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Mugen watch Tsuyo take the person out with one simple blow. This was to easy for Mugen now, but he did not care. He was going to kill this man with ease now. Torture him for a bit if he felt like it. Mugen walked slowly to the person that was crying in pain. Mugen smiled as he looked at the person and thought many things to say. None of them sounded good at the time, but he decided that he would let the person know why this had happened. Mugen walked up to the person and crouched down to him and smile. He voice sounded a little distance, like a he knew that he was above the person he was talking to.

"You know why this happened right? Betrayal is something that is just not acceptable in my world. Or my partner's world. For this I wish I could tell you that you can tell all your friends and warn them about us. But you won't be allowed too. Your going to die."

Mugen grabbed the person's jaw and laughed as he took something sharp near by and punctured both lungs. The man now had less than a few minutes to live, he was going to drown in his own blood first if he was lucky. As Mugen turned he saw the little girl right behind Tsuyo and she was crying. Her dress was not tinted black at the bottom of the dress. Like she had been contaminated or something. Mugen blinked and the girl was gone. He jogged to catch up with Tsuyo.

"So you are going to buy dinner tonight right? I would like a steak and mushrooms."

His voice sounded flat, like he just lost a bit of himself and he looked back to see the scared girl from earlier. The girl that was in the carriage with him.

"Come on, you can have some dinner too. We might even have a room for you for a bit."
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