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Time to get cooking. Jet grinned happily looking at her opponents. It appeared there were about three chuunin level men and a couple lower ranked girls, probably their girlfriends. Jet saw them bicker among st each other about how to approach the wall. Tch, the fools did they really think it would so easy to get through. Apparently so which she could get understandable. The Bastion Adamantine had been understaffed lately, making it a hot topic for some action though no one has tried in the past few months until now. Now she was here and she was just so fucking ready to play. Jet has literally a shit time lately and she really needs to let it out. And look what showed up. Some nice. fresh. meat. Hehe, ooooh she was going to have fun. Not thinking these fools were worth her time Jet simply took out her gloves deciding if she used her katana, as rusty and worn down as it was, would make this far too easy for her. Best to take her time with this. Who knew when someone would try to barge in and ruin her fun. Actually maybe she should tell Kira to keep watch. A simple glance was enough for the pair to get their message across to one another; they have had known each so long they didn't really need to speak to communicate their feelings. A great example of teamwork. If only she bothered to show this in front of others and replicate her actions, she might get along better with her co-workers. Oh who was she kidding, she is Jet for kami sake, she had as many enemies as she though she slain. And today that number was about to get only larger.

Jet hopped down off her hiding place along the walls just in front of the group. Her sudden presence went unnoticed until her chilling voice broke through the air. "Why good morning kiddies. Are you here to play with Jet-chan hehehe" Her voice was morphed, like a demonic little child. Her grin stretched to inhuman lengths and her eyes were a glowing crimson red. The group of five were startled by her sudden appearance, especially how one of the girls hid behind her boyfriend in surprise. The fear in her face, Jet breathed in deeply, f*ck it smelled good that it made her moan in please. "f*ck you look absolutely delicious. Jet wants to taste it. Come on scream for us" Apparently it was those few words were enough to set them off. The other girl, we'll call her Rukia because she looks like one, called her a bitch and ran towards her, nails sharp like claws and fangs. Oooh and were those a pair of cat ears she is seeing. Jet let the girl charge at her then dodged last minute, grabbing a handful of her hair in hand yanking it tightly and holding her close. Rukia screamed in pain and struggled to get out of Jet's grip. Useless if you asked me. Jet took a moment to admire the girls's cat ears that she almost didn't notice a boy, whom she is going to call James, stab her in the back with a sword. But Jet just grabbed the blade with her gloved hand, having an acute sense of awareness when she is in this state, and yanked the boy and his sword forward. Since her strength was greater than his she was able to pull the sword out of his grip, reverse it and stab Rukia in the stomach, not too deeply it would go straight through her and cut Jet too of course. Rukia screamed in pain before Jet made a noise of annoyance and took the sword out of her, then tossed her away, letting a chunk of hair fall to the ground.

Angered by this display and no doubt on high of adrenaline, James regained his bearing and tried to land a punch on Jet. Behind her another boy whom will now be called Samuel, did a quick few hand signs and launched a great fireball. Now Jet was left with few options. And seeing as she didn't want get too hurt despite wearing her panda hero armor, Jet had to side step James' attack, let go of the sword, and use the boy as a human sheild, protecting her face since that was one of the areas the armor didn't protect. It was annoying having to hold the boy still though as she held him in place. He did smell really tasty though. Must be the burnt flesh hehe. Taking on the Great fireball attack full force without any protection and so close...oh silence. Well not quite. A girl screamed in horror and her boyfriend whom we will call Yuri was trying to drag her, just to get her attention so they can run. Samuel on the other hand was frozen in shock. She wondered why. Wait. Oh right. Jet signed and tossed down her meat shield. Seems he was well done. She saluted him "You have done the empire a great service young scum"

Now then. She turned and smiled happily waving her hands to the others "Hey hey don't worry Jet-chan hasn't forgotten about you fuckers" Well that seemed to snap Samuel out of it, he screamed out monster and Yuri gave up on his girlfriend, opting to run for his life instead. A wise choice. Too bad it was for nothing. "God damnit wait for us. You guys fucking run too fast. Do you got to go shit or something!" Only a couple seconds and she covered the now eight meter distance between them, ignoring the screaming girl completely full intent on catching her prey. It seemed she caught up to Samuel faster though since they first thing she punched was his little blonde head. A loud satisfying crack made her shiver in glee. "That's one!" As the boy stumbled Jet picked his arms, both of them pull them back as she kicked the back of his head repeatedly while trying to dislocate his arms. Wait wasn't she forgetting someone, OH SHIT THE KID. "Yuri get your bitch ass back here right now!" She screamed vehement;y at the blue haired brat, punching Samuel's head one more time knocking him out when he groaned in pain. My god wouldn't he shut up. In her momentary lapse of attention Yuri now had another ten meter distance between her. Well now is a good time then ever. With a quick hand sign and breathe of chakra, Jet spewed out her own Great Fireball, covering the distance quickly and heavily scorching Yuri's back. We say his back because for some reason he was able to respond enough in time to hit the ground fast enough just for his back to be injured. Jet groaned in annoyance but settled for it. With one more glance at the crying girl, oh wait was crying, seems to have passed out at some point.

But here was a hard decision, oh wait it's not. Jet would face palmed herself if she wanted to break her nose but settled for no thanks. By creating a few fire clones, she had them each take a kunai and go kill the girl and Yuri whom was fruitless trying to crawl away. Afterwards Jet killed Samuel herself and got her butcher knife and went to work sawing their heads off as proof she got the job done and handed them in.

Of course they were met with scutiny but she could not understand. Was it not normal to bring the heads of their enemies, the ones she worked so hard to have slain. She worked hard so very hard, even though they were nothing but child's play but she did, oh yes she did. But they scoleded her and said the heads were needed only for bounties. Bounties which these kids did not have. Why would they? They were only small times punks trying to stir up some trouble and met a most gruesome fate. Well actually it wasn't that terrible. She held herself back quite a bit and even gave them some time to run, something pretty lax but admirable of her. Of course others would say that she should of handled it better but who were they to say that. She got the job done and there was no way around it. Orders were orders and she had to follow them and kill them all. But even so they would cry. It's not right. Your actions reflected poorly on us all. And? What did she care. Oh right she really really could not be bothered to give a flying f*ck about it. She did it and it happened. But it can't happen again they said. Do you see the look of the people when you're dragging disembodied heads by their hair through the streets. They would think her mad, all of them. The children, their poor poor innocene would be gone. Good now maybe they would grow up and contribute to the world.

1543~ Mission completed