This man is a ninja, if he has any respect for the ninja ways he will stand and fight like a man, or i will hunt him down like the dog that he is Wolfgang walked in beside his student, with the ape right behind him, making the normal dumb face he did whenever he used this jutsu, since the body was foreign to him,
The moment we kill him...you transform and get as far as you can from this place, ill meet you by the road where we started, Saru will join you on the retreat, this cabin will flood with the others whenever we kill the master all wanting some bloody revenge, i need to retreat, not because of lack of skill or training, for your own safety i need you out of my blast zone, the rest of the grunts will be no problem for me, maybe for the cleaners he then went forwards, not asking for an answer and hoping for no questions, this was a direct order from his officer, and he would hope fr no question.
As his student went on the his direction he went to the front of the door, he motioned his ape to stand guard as long as possible, and if anyone came in he was ordered to smash him to pieces, they only had a few minutes with this guy and may not get another chance to take him down.
He opened the door, roughly the same time that Burritsu was coming in the back, and the men looked at him and yelled out immediately,
Hey! Sakeshu and Taki, What the frick are you guys doing here!? youre supposed to be on the gate guarding the camp
To that wolfgang smiled and shook his head, calling out back to him,
Our relief came to replace us, were off the clock At this point the mens faces grew serious, he noticed that he had mad a serious flaw, since the two men on the side answered back in a mysterious tone,
We're your relief He groaned inwardly.
At this point Wolfgang knew the charade was up, but he had no time for ending his jutsu just yet, so he launched his weapon forwards, the group of senbons hitting the man who had opened his big mouth, directly down his throat, the multiple needles piercing his throat and jugular vein, he hit the floor grasping at his mangled face, dying almost instantly, the two men who were left went back to back, the man in front of him was unmistakable, it was Takeshi, the man who was on the run for a good few years, in his hand he held a piece of metal, it had a hole in the top and was not spitting out some sort of barely visible air current, that proved it, Takeshi was a master of the wind style sword, the blade in his hand was his own version of the jutsu, it could slice flesh like butter, Wolfgang knew best to avoid the wretched thing.
The man on the other side drew his weapon, it was a long sickle bladed morningstar on a long 10ft chain, the man held it in a double handed fashion, it seemed that his close lietennant was a master of Bukijutsu, he knew that his student was in for a run for his money.
Wolfgang deactivated his jutsu, becoming him again and to that the man smiled at him, reconizing the face was years of being in the same village. The smile died away at the sight of his anbu vest,
Went back to the good side eh Wolfy? Oh that is sure something rich, the dreaded wolfgang the terror of the mists slums becoming a fucking anbu black op. was it for a pardon of all those innocents that you slaughtered? Or did the Mizu fucking threaten to take off your head? Which one man, partners in crime never forget each other, that tattooed face is one i remember alot of good people seeing as their last sight He then broke off into a cackle of historical laughter, the voice ringing through the room, the lieutenants face growing slightly concerned at his masters insanity.
Wolfgang calmed drew off his coat, revealing the scars and tattoos of many battles, the one arm ending in a stump, cut cleaning, though with trailing scars from the splash damage, his other hand scarred immensely from it being cut off, clutching onto the long triple bladed Katar, the long steel blades acting as an extension to his own arm, his legs also bearing many scars unseen.
In a dark, almost sullen voice wolf answered back,
No...it was neither Takeshi, it was my conscience, i grew one, all of those people that i killed didn't deserve it each and everyone had a family or a friend, some one who still misses them greatly, Who was i to make that choice for them, i will atone for everyone of those men and women i killed, for every single innocent soul that i killed i will kill one evil man or women. My sins will be repented, not to any god or power to the world, im not the same man as you knew doing robberies and murders, you are scum Takee, you have no honor, even if you did it would be shit for honor he then placed his vest back on and prepared for an attack, his trap being set right behind him, waiting for the right moment to use it, knowing that this man, even though a criminal, was still a ninja of the mist and of his rank.
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