"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!?" he yelled, weaving handsigns before a wave of fire shot over the area, taking three clones straight to the face. However, yet again, the fire just went through them, latching onto the wall and setting it alight. Now he was confused and angry, not a very good combination for a bully like him. Running forwards, he launched a punch through another one of the clones, this time piercing straight through his face, before his hand was caught by another clone, slamming his hand up on the elbow, making his arm break in his mind. He screamed in pain, and lashed out with the other one. Of course, to people who didn't know what was going on, he would have been screaming over nothing, and punching next to the actual person. The actual person who, it seemed, had his sharingan up, although it wasn't able to be seen under his hood. Dodging around with his higher than average speed, one hand grabbed around his head, the other on his shoulder. With a single pull, he snapped the neck of the man who collapsed face first onto the ground of the bar, dead. Giving a thumbs up to the bartender, he smiled a little cruelly before picking up the body and tossing it over his shoulder as he walked out of the bar. Now he had to lug this heavy fucker all the way back to the administration building. how fun~


Now that he was away from his explosives, he was able to activate them and thus did, the tree limb breaking off with the sudden blast, sending Oshi flying into open space. Reaching his hand out, he grabbed the man's foot that still wasn't out of his reach and swung him around whilst moving, hitting him into the tree, the sickening sound of bones snapping as they impacted. Thankfully, having used Yogua as an airbag, Oshi wasn't nearly so badly hurt. A few fractured ribs maybe, but no bleeding that he could see plus the first man was all but broken. They fell from their position in the rooftop to a lower limb, where Oshi landed on his feet but the other man landed on his chest. He was knocked out and his entire rib cage was probably dust from that impact, but at least he wasn't dead. He wanted that money. It was probably a bad sign that he cared about someone's life only because he wanted the extra ryo, but... well, as he'd said before, he didn't care right now. Moving his hand down to check that there was still a pulse,he registered it. It was weak, but it was there.

So, he was going to need to restrict this guy. He didn't have any genjutsu that could do that yet, and the man himself didn't seem to have any rope on him, so he was going to have to stop him moving the natural way. Laying him out, he got his legs so they were lying out and... a single stomp came down upon the leg, and the sound of bones breaking echoed through the area. He might have felt bad for doing that if the man had NOT just tried to kill him with explosives.


Well, he tried to be careful but as he was standing above the camp, he heard the sound of someone getting the jump on him. Namely, footsteps coming up rapidly behind him. He barely had time to dodge out of the way as the man came steam-rolling through before jumping out upon him. Oshi didn't have much place to move as he was currently standing on a tree limb, but since the man landed next to him he did have one option. As the first punch moved forwards, Oshi dodged it and hit the underside of the arm. Instantly, the man was caught in his genjutsu, his body locking up as if it was made of stone rather than anything else. Inside the man's mind, a rune had appeared on the underside of his arm, although he could only see a part of it since it was on the underside of his arm. However, it continued to seep through as if it was a chakra chain, runes that interlocked with the other runes rapidly, spreading over his arm. This was a... what did they call it, he thought quickly in his panic. A fuuinjutsu? He was being locked inside his own mind, a barrier placed around the rest of his body, he was sure of it. He was in a precarious position and was now unable to move.... Oshi grinned almost sadistically.

Well, this was going to be an easy mission. Smiling cruelly at the man like a spider looking at a fly caught in his web, he moved his hand to his arm, giving it a gentle push so that he over-balanced and fell off the treelimb. Falling off of the branch and unable to move to save himself, he fell.... and fell... and fell even further, eventually making a rather meaty sounding thump on the forest floor. Looking down, he examined the body and... yep, he was dead. But, the body was still recognizable so he was still going to get his money's worth on this mission. He had been hired to kill the man anyway, it shouldn't be weird that he was doing just that. So much for this fool being as strong as a jounin, he couldn't even defeat a chuunin.


Many people more intelligent and learned in their years than oshi had claimed throughout history that a good man can not go through life without getting his hand dirtied. Oshi liked to believe that he was still one of those good men, but the more and more he dirtied his hands with the blood of enemies of Konoha he began to wonder if he could still be considered a good person. He was doing this because he was trying to protect the village and to keep power away from the hands of murderers, thieves and traitors, but did they all deserve to die? He had been asked to take out the one who'd killed innocents after the death of Trilby and he'd managed not to have to kill Yogua or any of his friends, meaning that technically he had the moral high ground since they would have definitely tried to kill him if he was on the other end. In fact, Yogua did try and kill him with the explosives when they'd first met, but that was not always the most comforting thing in the world. Besides, he hadn't had to kill the Missing-nin back in the bar, but he'd taken him out before he could do any more damage. Of course, he'd already been attacked - though nothing that the man had thrown at him had ever actually hit him, now that Oshi thought about it, although that was only because he had managed to trick him into attacking illusion clones rather than because he had been unwilling to fight.

Now, however, he was not fighting someone who was perhaps morally in the right, or someone who hadn't done something that wrong in the grand scheme of things, what he was doing now was making sure people that he cared about were safe.  Someone was trying to get Konoha into trouble with some of it's neighboring villages by giving false information to them, why they would want to do that Oshi didn't know but he wasn't going to have the time to ask, he was having to do this job now. It was why he was currently riding on a horse through the countryside. He had to make sure that nobody could sense his chakra whilst he was on this mission, and besides, who was going to expect a ninja on the back of a horse. Even if it was quicker for him to run across the countryside and probably a little easier to do it, he knew that that would make it difficult for him to approach the man without getting his attention. If he got his attention like this, he would not be thought of as a ninja from Konoha.

As it currently was, Oshi was dressed almost like a foreign dignitary. His old military coat was back on, his trousers a pair of black trousers that were supposedly good for riding so that he didn't get the insides of his legs hurt, His boots were a pair of leather riding boots that he'd managed to borrow from a local shop, since they were about to be thrown out since nobody seemed to be buying this style of stuff. As it turned out, the only people who rode horses in this area were peasants and people who couldn't do anything involving ninja skills, and those people tended to have a lot less money than the average ninja did, so they were undervalued by companies. However, the outfit was all together now, he looked absolutely like either a dignitary or perhaps an ambassador from one of the major land of fire villages. This should allow him to approach that traitorous bastard without arousing his suspicion. So, he spurred his horse on and continued to ride, each mile he covered getting him closer and closer to his target.

In the end, it took around two hours riding outside of the village to catch up with the caravan with the target in it. It was guarded by a jounin and two chuunin level ninjas, or so he'd been informed by the person who'd given him the mission. He'd have to take them out before he attacked the man himself, so rearing his horse up behind the caravan to slow it down, he slipped off it and walked towards the caravan. The first person to approach him was the jounin, apparently suspicious of the new entrant. Thankfully the chuunin were focused on the road ahead as they clearly believed that the jounin would be enough to deal with the new person, so he was able to take him out rather easily, When he walked towards him, Oshi's hand moved up, clamped over his mouth  before using that hand to twist his face to the side rapidly, bringing the rest of the head with it and snapping his neck. Grabbing the flashbomb from the man's coat pocket, he hid behind the carriage before tossing it forwards towards the two chuunin. It landed in front of them and for a second they just looked at it, then each other before finally.... Boom went the dynamite.

They were blinded, and so he could just take care of them. Slipping around each one in turn, he snapped their necks and left their bodies where they fell, the other man blind and unable to see what was going on until he too was killed. They were Missing-Nin, after all, nobody would miss them and he had to make sure that there were no witnesses to what Konoha had hired someone to do. Picking up the sword that the last chunin he'd killed had had in his sheath, he walked over to the carriage and sliced down with it. He had little to no skill in kenjutsu, but he didn't need to know how to fight with a sword to know how to cut through leather with it, the ties between the horses and the carriage slicing clearly and severing the carriage whilst the newly freed horses sprinted off, enjoying not having a heavy load any more. Tossing the sword over his shoulder where it would lay until someone came across this scene some time in the future, he moved towards the door of the carriage. The carriage's passenger seemed not to notice anything had changed until Oshi was almost opening the door. The man himself opened the door with an irritated look on his face.
"What's the hold up? I told you that we had a schedule to meet, I'm not paying you extra if that's what this is..."

It was this moment that he noticed the scene around the carriage and blanched slightly, looking horrified at the man who had clearly done this. Someone had managed to kill his entire bodyguard squad, but why would he do something like that? Did he want to raid the caravan, that would be unlucky but he would be fine with it as long as he got away safely, he had enough money to afford to do this. Then he noticed the Konoha headband wrapped around his neck and began to back away even more, suddenly realizing exactly what this man had come here for. He was not here because he was going to raid him, he was actually going to kill him for trying to destroy the village. However, despite backing away, oshi just looked at him continuing to let his eyes that were slowly turning into puddles of rage. This man didn't want to fight? Aww... Shiki didn't care. He was going to kill this bastard for threatening the village. Walking into the carriage as the man backed away so far he fell against the far window, unable to retreat any further, yet Shiki kept coming, before finally towering over the man who was almost on his knees at that point.

"P-please don't kill me...." He begged, tears in his eyes. This guy was pathetic! He tried to get good people killed and now he was crying over what was the obvious punishment for what he'd done? Bastard.
"My father died for the village, you damned self-aggrandizing bastard. He died fighting in a far away land and never got to see his youngest son, my mother hadn't given birth to my little brother before my dad died. But then my mum died too. So did my brother and sister. They died to try and make the village a better place, they wanted nothing more than for people to be safe and happy. But, you wanted to destroy the village to get more power, so you know what? Say please again." he said, as the man seemed to whimper before giving Oshi what he wanted "P-please?" Oshi's hand moved out and wrapped around the man's face, squeezing his head so hard it would hurt, before whispering with a mix of fury and disgust in his face.

"No." Suddenly slamming his hand back, he slammed the back of the man's head against the walls, breaking the skull open and smearing the blood and brains all over the wall of the carriage, before doing it again and again until he was definitely dead. Definitely, since he was little more than a mess at that point. Dropping the man where he lay on the floor, Oshi picked up a match that the man had used to light his pipe earlier, striking it against the wall and catching both the match and the carriage on fire. This was over, he thought as he stepped outside as the carriage slowly began to burn.

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