1 "Help!" A Call from the Grave! (Invite only/ No Kill/ Training/ Tenmei/ Plot) Wed May 20, 2015 7:00 am
Hanbei~
D-rank
- The Mission:
- Mission name: "Help" A Call from the Grave
Mission rank: A
Objective: Hanbei returns to Sunagakure alive
Location: Sunagakure No Sato
Reward: 1 A rank jutsu
Mission description: On a worn away notice, faded by sand and time "Missing: Hanbei Guanyin. Last Seen: En Route out of the medical bay after the chuunin exams one year ago. Any news on his wereabouts would be appreciated, 300 Ryo to the ninja who brings him back alive, 100 for his remains... other payments can be be negotiated."
Mission details: Hanbei is chained within an underground facility on the third floor down by a bandit troupe numbering 41 in total. Tortured, beaten, and at 1/2 his chakra total, after meditating for chakra after the last number of days and resisting his torture, as he hears commotion enough to distract guards, he will attempt to make his own way to escape from the inside of the bandit facility. The rescuer fights their way to Hanbei, then ninja together will rescue the Guanyin and wipe out the bandits on their way out before fighting the remainder and the bandit leader outside, non conflict is not an option as Hanbei will be too weak to handle all the other bandits on his own or run at meaningful speed.- Spoiler:
Name: Bandit Scum
Age: 19-40
General Appearance: They wear red scarves and turbans, each of them seemed to be armed with scimitars of low quality and they wear little but baggy silken pants made to resist the conditions and woven flax boots. Many of the bandits are tattoed with fuuinjutsu, these marks are not beneficial, brands of servitude the leader can detonate at any time.
Personality: Wrathful, hateful, they hate society and those within it, especially ninja.
Motivations: Greed and Power, they wish to overthrow ninja and eliminate those who use chakra.
Fears: Death, dying, pain, the sands, their leader most of all.
Abilities: All of the bandits are D rank ninja with D-3 Rank stats and D rank Bukijutsu, each of them are well built and armed with C rank Scimitar and daggers which are able to cut their full depth into an opponent. They do not possess chakra, but, there is a VAST number of them in the complex, more than enough to overwhelm ninja who are not careful.
Other: N/A
Name:Bandit Leader
Age: 36
General Appearance: (Pic)
Personality: Brooding and spiteful, he hates ninja since he left the ninja academy and claimed this bandit camp, marking the bandits here with his fuuinjutsu. He loathes the ninja world for killing his friend in the chuunin exams, and has been attempting to cause distopia ever since.
Motivations: Hate, revenge, spite.
Fears: Death, pain, becoming useless, the dead.
Abilities: The Bandit Leader is a B rank ninja with B-0 rank stats. He uses the same weapons as the others, though he has C rank Medical, bukijutsu and Fuuinjutsu as well as C rank Katon which he uses to brand body seals on the other bandits. At any point he can use the bandits as living bombs, erupting them into a 5m radius fireball which expands at 5m per second the jutsu are C rank and deal severe 2nd degree burns on impact. (He was never a very good ninja.)
Other: N/A
Although Hanbei's body was weakened through torture, beyond all natural ability, his mind had not forgotten his training, and over the last week he had taken to meditating, focusing on his chakra and attempting to store his reserves as much as he could, what little beatings they gave him, he was able to weather without it taking too great a toll on his mental constitution as he managed to center himself further. His chakra felt warm flowing through his body, and a spark of hope could be seen with every drip of it as he began to regain his strength in the magical essence which composed a ninja's livelihood... But to gain more, Hanbei had to be focused, he had to ensure that he did not again fall into despair... the bandits had broken his body, and had broken his pride, but they had not broken his fighting spirit, Hanbei had a plan to become one of the great stars of destiny, a feat which he would not allow him to wallow in regret and self pity... should Hanbei not have given everything he had, he knew his father would never forgive him for failing, or never forgive himself for not training Hanbei harder... and Hanbei, a hero, a future star of destiny, could not allow for those around them to suffer that way. He had to rise when the shining sun fell, to guide the path of others, not fall dim under the moon.
Though fighting through the pain was hard...
He focused on the first time he had been captured... he had been walking out from the medical bay and to outside where he had a message to meet one of the people who he had fought and defeated in the exams... a Nara clan member, who had not given him the best of fights... Hanbei had wanted to apologize to the clan member, and had been compelled outside away from the stalwart guards of the exams... it was there that the young ninja was beset upon by shadowy figures. Men wearing red rose from the sands with swords on their person. Looking back to run, Hanbei noticed another man already walking out from that location, a nomadic looking man who seemed to be closer to a pirate than a ninja. A similar style of sword at his side as Habei warned the men around him to desist... They did not. Instead the bandits circled him, testing the waters as Hanbei waited, watched for the first hint of movement. It was then when one of them lunged for the Gaunyin. In a flash of brilliance four needles from Hanbei's sleeves shot out for the ninja, pinning into the man's elbows and bent knees as he ran, the needles would slip between the bandit's kneecap and tendon, permanently holding him in place and ensuring that he would never be able to walk again without medical aid due to the flooding of his knees... It was here that more of the sand-men decided to attack, so Hanbei had to begin his dance of needles once again as fear began to grip at the young ninja's heart...
Hanbei held on through his meditation, he had to swallow the fear he had for these men, and it stemmed from that event...
From there, Hanbei knew he had to preserve his needles, launching little more than one at a time, locking onto the ninja around him, he let loose, throwing one, then another, then another. The Mat black needles absorbing the suns' light, making them hard to see in the shadow of the buildings beside them. One of the bandits was caught by a needle in the throat, nestling lightly into his airway and just above his adams apple, which would give him the sensation of pressure, choking, as well as the inability to swallow, as if a man's thumb were pushing above it. Two more men who were beginning to get too close to Hanbei found themselves with needles stuck in each of their knees, but, with more than fifteen needles having been loosed on these men, Hanbei was beginning to run out of his physical reserves. The first one of the bandits actually managed to reach him, and with a swing of his sword caught Hanbei in the side of the arm, but the blade was misplaced, there was a loud poofing sound and Hanbei was no longer there, having substituted with a nearby rock the size of his small torso... Hanbei knew just by looking at the stronger of them he would not be able to flee very far... but he was the hero, he knew he could win, he was trained by the strongest of all of his clan. And he would make that man proud.
Summoning his chakra as the men charged him from one direction, Hanbei let out volleys of chakra created needles, dozens in scope, not aiming for any of the Bandits in particular, but simply their general directions, many of the needles meeting their marks and causing more than enough pain, but also not landing in positions where it would stop the advance or cripple the bandit, downing only a poultry few, Hanbei found himself stuck for recourse. So, drawing Drakpo, he prepared himself for a physical encounter, a little drained from his more recent loss against the Sotsuji clan member whom had landed a powerful strike to his gut... However, it would not be a matter of fighting, as soon as the bandit got within range, a symbol tattooed on the mans' face began to radiate, barely even noticing it the Bandit exploded into fire at point blanc range, catching Hanbei in the chest and throwing him across the dunes, burning across the side of the ninja's face and imprinting him in the side of a mound. Dazed, confused, but the attacks seemed to stop... Hanbei tried to get up, but there was a foot on his chest, it was the man, the pirate, the rogue, he had something to do with it... the tattoo was a fuuinjutsu... not a weak one either, something like a paper bomb... Hanbei could hear the ringing begin in his ears which was a sure sign of concussion, he also could not feel his left hand which likely meant nerve damage... the epicenter of the explosion, looked like some of the sand had turned to glass, footprints preserved in the formation forever...
It was all hazy from there, Hanbei, in a last ditch effort as the bandits picked up their useless, Hanbei's weapons and scuffed over the glass did not notice in his haze, hanbei dropped a needle into the still soft glass, in such a way it would point in the direction some of them seemed to be going... North east. The next thing Hanbei remembered was being dragged across the Dessert sometimes with his hands tied behind him, and others over the shoulder of one of the bandits if he passed out... Over the length of the journey Hanbei, trying to leave a trail had been untying some of the silk seams in his clothing whenever he had been conscious enough to do so... Catching some of them on cacti, or ruins, hoping that a keen ninja or Kanbei was able to follow the trail to wherever they were going. After some days though, with barely any rest, Hanbei saw where they were headed, to a sandy fortress made of limestone atop a small rock formation in the middle of the dessert, were it not for the winds and the sands, it would stick out like a sore thumb among the rest of the small rocky ridge. The fortress was little more than a ruin, but a smokey campfire could be seen trailing from its top. It seemed here there would be more of the Bandit scum, as they raised a portcullis which allowed them and the leader to enter, the place seemed to be filled with about 40 men all together...
Hanbei could remember that much... and from there, the rest was a history of torture and abuse...
Hanbei held onto the hope that someone would be coming for him for the last year, but it had taken until now, until this moment for him to understand that he was going to have to break out of here himself... before he had tried to fight, rather than attempt to use the body flicker technique to run, and that was indeed foolish of him. But now, that he knew better, he simply had to get outside and to a location where he was no longer boxed in by iron bars... it could not be too hard...
could it?
[1792 / 2500 words || 100 chakra]
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