The rugged mountains of earth country. The wide range of mountains were looked over by Maikumaru, who stood atop the most dominating mountain, towering over the others like a king among servants. He had decided to make it customary that he would look from this point, before he would depart from his beloved country. Maikumaru’s real trials began here. He thought of the final words that have been breathed from his father’s lips, his lasts words. The Self Proclaimed Champion of Iwagakure clenched his fists, in both anticipation and fear. The fear of failure. But he was engulfed in the excitement of adventure. He looked in his cave. He had done a lot of work on it. He reached out with his hand, using his chakra to create a wall to the entrance of the cave. He was simply locking the door while he was away. Maikumaru looked Eastword. The exact direction he had to go. The direction his enemy lay. Hastur. Kumogakure. His eyebrow lowered. He was going to enter the Belly of the Beast. It was as if he felt its presence from possibly hundreds of Miles away. His hatred grew. His determination swelled inside of him. And then he smirked. “I’m gonna come for you.” He was going to take down Hastur. Systematically.

Maikumaru picked up his bag. It was his disguise. He shaved his hair. All of it. He put on eye contacts. He took out a kunai. He took a deep breath. He turned the blade onto himself. On his face


Hours later he had already left for Kumogakure. He wiped the blood off his face. He was able to use his knowledge of Medical Ninjutsu to stop the bleeding. He knew a few good Specialists to completely eradicate the scarring. Maikumaru now had scars across his now bald head and face. It gave him a look of menace. He looked like a true thug. It was what he imagined he looked like when he was younger. A strong Bounty Hunter, feared by all criminals, capturing them for the right price.

He was certainly strong now. But his goals had changed. His life had changed. But he figured it would be a fun experience to live out his dream from not long ago. Maikumaru created hand seals. His body started to change. His bones began to rearrange, his lungs and muscles started to get smaller, he went from hulking to lean.

Now his disguise was complete. His name would be Hiro. A Ronin.


He had arrived to The Lightning Country. What it lacked in an army of mountains it made up for in power between them , each mountain towering higher than most of the mountains in Iwagakure. During his trek through the mountains, someone from the distance stalked Maikumaru. Standing at a higher position on a mounting, becoming obscured by the fog that blanketed the top of the mountains. The assailant rushed out, charging at Maikumaru. Being able to sense the presence, he turned around to face his enemy. It was a middle aged man that immediately challenged Maikumaru to hand to hand combat. He would realize his error as he noticed his hits weren't doing anything to the Iwa Ninja. Grabbing the man by his neck and lifting him up, Maikumaru would put a tight squeeze on him. “Who are you.”

“I-I'm one kd the Assassins called by Hastur. I knew that you were one of them too so I tried to narrow down the number of people who were to reap whatever reward he had planning.”

“That's a good idea.” Maikumaru snapped his neck and moved on.

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