Mission:

Aya had been holding her own against Seven bells after he had destroyed a significant portion of the administration building, attempting to hold off the maniac for a small time, she had not managed to yet land a wound on the madman, but she was holding her own and awaiting backup from her Sannin to be able to pile on top of this manic missing ninja, though her hopes were cut short when Seven Bells was able to fall back with the arrival of his two Lieutenants, Io and Mizuru, each of them as murderous as each other. Looking to either of them, they converged on the Mizukage who rose her defences to the best of her ability, but as their destructive force came crashing down on her, her powers were not enough to hold them at bay.

Io, with a single medical strike moved past the Mizukage's defences and with a foul blow managed to strike the Mizukage beneath and up into her armour, penetrating one of her chakra points with one of his medical techniques, damaging her chakra pathways in that area and causing her to keel over in the pain, Mizuru at that point jumped to bring her blade down on the Mizukage, but Catching her blade in her hand, Solstice managed to substitute out of the situation, and flee the scene, damaged, but alive. After her wound she was sent to the hospital with the help of a pair of rescuer's, to which she thanked and fell onto a bed as her wound was healed with basic medical care, Solstice did not have the time to stay here after she was healed for them to operate on her chakra system, and she would have to simply live with the somewhat critical damage that was afflicting the area, and as they day came to a close, she needed to move out and give a speech to her troops, who, after a long day, had finally settled to licking their wounds, and burying the many dead.

Solstice looked over the city, she noticed that there was yet to be help coming from the Daimyo, and it seemed that attempts to get through had not been successful, she cursed under her breath, every day the ninja did not have Samurai reinforcement was another day where they would be loosing their loved ones, rather than the soldiers of the state which were payed to die for the country, and fend off these mass invaders... but no matter. Solstice was glad the the Hospital was intact, she would not have recieved the medical care she did if it wasn't and she may have been in a much worse state. Running her hand over Hashirama's armour, there was still so much left to do, looking down on her men, as finally they had for a time routed the enemy, they actually had time to prepare as a country, as a City, and as ninja.

The first day they fought back under surprise, the second day they would be more organised, they would be prepared and ready, and they would strike back at the dogs who were nipping at their heels, and prove the strength of the nation. There were words of strength echoing over the people in the city centre, to as many who would listen. Her words ran over their ears, and many took it in, the hope of a better tomorrow raising their spirits, for five years the strength of the woman before them had turned kirigakure into the superpower that it was today after the damage which had been done to their hearts and minds. The scars of which still showed on their vacant and saddened faces.

This was just the beginning.


The next day, Aya could be seen on the battlefield, nearest the gates as the troops redied, the markets which were intact had suplpied the troops, the communication relay from the twins from the admin building were also intact, and the hospital had managed to bring many of the fighters who had been injured to the front once again in fighting order. Looking back at her army, Aya could see the vengeance in their eyes, and as she looked over them she spoke loudly , addressing each and every one of them, many of them did not even know what had happened before the attack came to pass, and this was time for them to know.

"People of Kirigakure, my people, you may not know the events that transpired yesturday, or you may have heard of the many rumours which have been circulating, but allow me to put your suspicians to rest. Last night, we were approached by a man who had taken the life of the Ninja I had sworn you vengeance against, he bought the Severed head of the woman who had slain your previous beloved Mizukage and lay it at my feet as a trophy, after slaughtering over a dozen Kiri ninja on our boarder and expected us to bow in thanks.

Once again, another powerful force threatens to overwhelm us, thinks once again we are a force which can be trampled, a country who cannot act with our own strength and independence... Five years, it has taken this country to recover, and we are stronger now than we have EVER BEEN, this ninja, Seven Bells, this master of puppets cannot hope to match the strength of this country, our buildings stand, our ninja breathe and stand strong.

This man attempted to claim our home after we rejected the need for his aid. Attempted to destroy, everything we had worked so hard to rebuild and achieve after these long five years of work, training and labour. Are we each going to sit here and conform to the destruction of our homes and the loss of our families!? Answer me! Are we going to conform!?"

The people in the front lines answered with a resounding NO! And further back the idea of her speech was picked up on by the slower people who were beginning to pick up on the motivating words which were spilling from her mouth, with passion and bravado, she needed to be the Kage the village needed to be, now more than ever, she needed to show a country who had begun to conform to others walking over them, that they had the power to stand up, be counted, and fight for what they held dear, and they victory was within their reach, no matter how hard the battle or treacherous the storm.

"Are we going to stand by and conform to a madman, who has already taken so much from us, from our neighbours and friends? Are we going to be the wallflowers who stand idle as more livelihoods are lost and murdered in cold blood on our own soil because a man believes we've become weak, powerless and complacent!?"

There was another resounding NO, as the chorus of the troops echoed into the heavens, and Aya herself began to feel the blood pumping through her body, looking to and fro through the troops on the beginning of the second day, every mission in the New Kirigakure Mission log had led up to this confrontation, the building of forts, the gathering of materials and rare herbs for medicine, there was a massive lack of insurgents and piracy due to the missions taken, and the co-operation of the country and their resolve to see change was built so deeply in their hearts, that the hopeful and courageous and to an extent vengeful resolve was at this point from the perspective of Aya, almost palpable.

"Then stand, fight, fight for yourselves, fight for your neighbours, fight for your kinsmen...! Fight for your Kage! Fight for your lost ones and those still yet to live...! Fight for friendship! Fight for honour! Fight for Vengeance, Anger and Hate!!! Stand as one as a country, a force stronger than ANYONE can match, and together, Fight for our future!"

The Cheers from the people rank loud enough to echo through the forest surrounding them, which rustled in the stiff breeze, as for once the mist seemed to clear, the country of kiri itself saying in spirit 'today, we do not hide...' The Mizukage ordered the higher ranking ninja into squads of four, they would lead the charge to the identified location of the geurilla camps, and as they attempted to break the front lines and bring down the first blow of the hammer, the lower ranking ninjas would provide supporting utility to the driving force, backing them up where possible and with their versitility be able to complete simple objectives as the higher ranking forces continued to drive through. At their head, the Mizukage could be seen leading from the frontlines, although she had a wound to her side, she drew her bow, and with lightning like precision struck like lightning through the enemy forces, driving deeper into the heart of the camps, but that was when she saw something she did not expect...

There was a medical outpost, with corpses of kiri ninja and surgical tools which seemed to be acting as more of a conversion centre than some form of hospital, the obviously dead were piled high and being operated on as the Mizukage slunk into a stealthed position more than fifty meterd from the compound, the effects of her mask and her cloak making her semi invisible to the naked eye as she flicked a setting on her sword which extended the pole and released the bow string. That's when she saw him, Io, the monster which had already caused the Mizukage so much pain... Taking aim, she was ready to finish this man off, here and now, or at the very least, destroy his operation here.

He had support, but, the Mizukage from an undiscovered position would move to eliminate them quickly, aiming their necks and taking their movements into account, within the span of a human heartbeat there were six arrows in the air, aimed for each of the ninjas' necks and femoral arteries with pinpoint accuracy, each of the blows would land in less than a second, and hopefully leave only the mastermind behind the operation and herself as the battle would wage on around them. Shifting her aim to the S ranked missing ninja from Kirigakure, she would open fire, blowing all of her ammunition on him in a single relentless precisionately aimed volley, aiming for, femoral, carotid, brachiolcephalic and aortic arteries in his body with each and every shot, enough punctures to cause him to bleed to death within a single beat of his wicked heart should they all land within the fourteen shots.

Though her chakra pool was severely weakened her spirit was as strong as ever, she would attempt to bring this man down on her own. Her blood was coursing through her veins and adrenaline was pumping through her body at a million miles a second. This man had failed Kirigakure, and there was nothing in the Mizukage's mind which could ever redeem him of his crimes, yet alone his many Sins.

Chakra 370:

Io had been rather careless when he had taken the warehouse so near the front lines for his creations. But this was of course just another convenience for him. After all the dead where piled high which meant parts he could use. His supply was far from limited and this excited him. Oh the customization he could put into each puppet. This one with an arm that turned onto a hidden blade or this one with the slim body and large powerful arms. Ah yes the book Frankenstein's monster was more of an instruction manual to him now. This body part putting forth optimal performance for this. His so called assistants where virtually useless if not for testing the puppets. Even then with some of the puppets they lacked the potential to realize his genius. Of course it needed a chakra cannon in the chest cavity! Why even question the art behind such a thing? But no he did not resent them. Just as one did not resent a shovel because it wasn't a back hoe. Instead he would sigh and either alter the subject or bring forth the next one for operation. After all terror was a tactic. And fighting your dead friends and loved ones had purpose in terror. In punishment for the insolence.

As he waited for the next body he recalled the night before. Oh how the Mizukage had been so sure her sannin would stop him. But he had slipped past with Mizuru while they dispatched their troops so fervently. They could die later. Instead they had broken directly into the place where the Mizukage stood so sure of herself. With in moments he had wounded her. Felt his chakra plunge into her and sever something. Her pain like a melody to him. But then Mizuru had failed to finish her. Oh how he scoffed at that. The mighty Mizuru failed to do something he had done. Still he was developing a bad habit. People he was attempting to kill kept getting away with their life's. It was beginning to look like his heart just wasn't into murdering them. Oh but it was. They where just crafty little mice running from the snake. But how long could they remain so crafty? How long could there schemes and plans and efforts hold him at bay? These new puppets would test their very foundations. And then they would see if their arrogance could remain unchecked. When one had to fight his own brothers dead body or his best friend who died in his arms.

Oh well now that was a thought. He needed to make them bloodier. With expressions of terror and pain. Yes and a system where they could scream as if something possessed their bodies. Oh how the blood would fall and the dead would rise to consume the living. Where one of theirs died it just served to arm him further. To let him play with their feeble minds and broken spirits. He would not bend their will.. He would crush it. But not with just his own power. What good where flunkies if you didn't give them a new toy and tell them to blow something up every once in a while?! No fun with out that. Still as the next one was wheeled in front of him he set to work removing her eye lids. Yes that wide eyed suffering look. Perhaps he could put a recording of a girls voice screaming for death to be her comfort. He nodded at the idea with some satisfaction. But it needed more Imagination was so underrated . Perhaps if he got some live subjects he could torture them and record their screams and how they begged for death before turning them into weapons, puppets to serve the bells cause. it would be more then art. It would be an opera so perfectly sang with the planets aligned over head. Through out the immediate proceedure as he removed the breasts he was informed that the battle was drawing closer. It hardly mattered to him though. He had work to do. Let the soldiers fight the useless attempt at battle.

He was set into his work when suddenly in an instant one of the men fell. Already he was reaching to the man to his right. Two more fell almost in the same instant but he tugged the last one closer into a one armed hug as the arrows intended for him whizzed by. Then turned the operating table up with a kick of his toe before grabbing it with his free hand. A skilled archer was likely already changing her position. Still the sound of the arrows thunking into his patient instead of him was satisfying. His eyes scanned the other three assistants for any signs of life. A moment told him that they where a little over killed. Pitiful fools. No better then broken shovels. No matter. He would make use of them yet. Instead he turned to the other he was holding and whispered to him.

"Today's your lucky day Mate. I just saved you from a most certain death. Now I have a job for you. Pick a puppet and flush that ass hole out to where I can see them. Keep low and search and attack with only your puppet. If you stick your noggin out too long *He then flicked the mans forehead.* Then off comes the daisy? Savvy?"

He then roughly shoved the man down behind the pile of dead bodies. His eyes peeking around the operating table. Oh so some one wished to see his art before it was finished. Who could be so foolish? Surely they didn't think they would leave there alive. Still he called. out to them.

"My my aren't you the funny one? Hiding in a bush like some sort of field mouse. Aiming at us with tooth picks. Well it was such a show. Taking out those four fidgety fudge fingering freaking fools. How about the little mouse shows itself? The snake is hardly hungry. It promises not to bite."

Of course he knew some snakes would crush their food to death and then eat it whole. So he was not lying when he said he wouldn't bite them. Just crush and consume them. That was fair enough though right? Though he doubted they would buy that they had killed all four. Still he had a puppeteer now that could use a puppet to draw out the mouse. What did a lifeless puppet care about arrows?

The Mizukage watched as she emptied her clip into her enemy, it was finally her time to strike at the unsuspecting camp, activating her own sage mode, she was ready to charge the battlements, her eyes behind the solid steel mask flared as the butterfly symbols ran in intricate patterns over her body, increasing her power with her Kekkei Genkai as well as her power in general. Unlocking the potential for sage arts as she exploded from the brush like a bullet after the words of the ninja before her, he would be in for a surprise, the battlefield was littered with Kirigakure's jounin rank troops, but there was only one Mizukage here, and she was staring down the barrel of this ninja with deadly intent. She bypassed the ninja who had escaped to the side, ignoring him for now, but keeping a keen section of her mind ready for something should he attempt an attack on her within the sensory range of her sage mode.

The spectacle would be brilliant to behold, the Mizukage from head, to toe, hooded in a black, sleeved cloak which fell down to the backs of her shins, the mask in place of her face was the symbol of strength in kirigakure, the warrior armoured face of the mizukage. A steel visage of the mask which had belonged to the serial killer of the village graveyard, the first monster of the village she had killed, the mask becoming a signet speaking to her people that 'monsters can be killed.' As the other ninja which had been spared from her arrows made out for one of the puppets, solstice would clap her hands together, substituting with the puppet before it could be considered a part of that ninja's personal equipment, and from there she whipped her hand out like a viper for the ninja's neck, should she make contact she would end this spinning him around once and hurling him over arm, throwing one of her own legs back with all of the power in her body as well, with the the added gravitas of chakra enhanced strength she aimed the ninja head-first into the ground.

He would hit the floor with a boom which would throw the wind in every direction sharply finishing her astounding near nuclear choke-slam, raising dramatically up from one knee, she couldn't bring herself to even cock a smile at the man who had wounded her. Sharp pains still vaulted through her body as she had created a crater with the body of a missing ninja and the force of her own strength. Her eyes narrowed withing her lidless mask, running a finger up the length of the bowstring, the cord recliped itself tightly up against a grove in the weapon, twisting the top to produce the head of a blade, creating its nodachi state. Spinning it like a helicopter blade before stopping it so suddenly the blade flicked out of an opposite groove to form a scythe blade.

"I've been waiting for this... Io. The land of Kirigakure will have its revenge for the death of their kinsmen, and I will destroy this sickening display you have laid out on this battlefield, and by the end of this battle, you'll realise just how dangerous a wounded beast can be when cornered..! The only thing that disappoints me, is how brilliant you could have been as a medical ninja... such a pity... all of that potential wasted on someone like you..."

Gritting her teeth Aya coiled her gauntleted fists and prepared herself for the onslaught of her opponent, Gripping her scythe with all of her strength, hate and resolve, waiting for his response, she would give him a single opportunity for his last words before her assault would begin, each of her blows would fall upon him like a torrential rain until she would shatter his defences. Biting her lip to the point that it began to bleed,

this was her time to shine

Io watched in silence as the woman launched out of the bush before a smile spread across his face. Ah how fortunate for him that he would be given a second chance to hunt his prey. And he had been hiding something from her for some time now. He let out a breath as he watched her arrive. All that chakra bursting forth just for him. But he could tell she was still wounded. A man who was as accomplished as him knew these things. Still he tilted his head and simply observed for the moment. He watched as the panicked assistant dived for a puppet only to find a poof of white smoke and the thing he feared right in front of him. Still in the moment he was startled he didn't even have a moment to scream before he was thrown and then slammed down with enough force to crush the man several times over. Still he had to hand it to the guy. He had served his purpose in rooting her out. Then she stood there spinning that fancy weapon of hers like some sort of show. He would of been interested in the shiny show if it wasn't for the dull way she spoke. Her own sick justice. What a heroic dictator he thought. Still he tossed the body he had been working on and the operating table aside. She did appear to want to test his patience. With a melee weapon no less. Still he spoke as he looked at his own fingers in a way that looked all to much like complete vanity.

"A couple of points on your fancy speech. First it's not the incredible medical ninja I could have been. It's the incredible medical ninja I am. Second if Kiri wants it's revenge the mice should turn on their rat of a leader who didn't know how to show some decent level of respect when she should have. Still we all make our mistakes. And monstrosity? Please my wounded prey, I have taken your useless dead and given them more use in death then they ever had in life. I gave them purpose where once they where just useless meat you sent crashing against us. No my prey. You only come to your death. No salvation for you."

And with that green claws burst from his finger's on each hand at 10" length. But it didn't stop there this time. Oh no This time the chakra burst in a flow up his arms and down his spine before green chakra wings shaped like scythe blades erupted from his back. He looked at her as he revealed his ultimate technique His face lit up with joy. Her held out one hand with a his claws pointed at her as  his wings flapped once slicing through even the ground around them with a single flap of his wings like it was butter. He laughed then, A cold laugh that would forever scar the mind of a lesser being as his eyes reflected the insanity. The monster that stood before her filled with killing intent. His voice echoing out across the distance between them.

"And you! You will have more use then before when I turn you into an obedient puppet for Bells himself. Your insolent whorish mewling will be no more and your nation will fall for your foolish tongue. Come wench and taste your own death!"

Jutsu used:

Aya had, had enough of this menace, So, without further adieu, she felt her chakra surge throughout her entire body, through each and every one of her tanketsu like a chilling wildfire urging to break itself out. Her Fuuton and Suiton natured chakra swelled within her body, swirling around each other like double helix metaphysical DNA which powered her body, their foundations steeped within the metaphysical properties of her body, soul, and the nature of the area around her, everything consolidated into one pure ice. So overpowered by the force welling up within her, Aya's mind fell back into her body, withdrew from the world and something else took its place. Instinct, primal rage given life overcame her, but she could still sense, hear, taste the air around her.

Then Suddenly

Poison ran across her skin, her skin became black as her Hyouton was finally given its true form. For the first time in the ninja world the people would see the true power of Aya's ultimate technique, a skill which there is no history of, developed over time and through the hellish nightmares she had faced from her trainer in Senjutsu. As the black coldness swept over her body, it began to build, the ground around her began to freeze over, and the sky began to weep over the battlefield. The village hidden in the mist gave way to rain, and as it came within her range, it became hail. A second set of frigid arms, longer, bone-like expanded from her elbows as icy horns protruded from her skull, followed by spines which ran down her back.

Her body became covered in a monstrous chitinous armour which contoured to her body, though it was rigid and sharp, it was life-like and mobile, wrapped in this absolute cold, her sage mode, not quite at its full potential remained active separately and independently from the technique she had at this point not quite mastered. Like the form of a cursed beast she stared into the eyes of Io, her form was completed, though not perfect, she crouched and readied herself for battle. She could not See Io, thus she had no need for the chakra effect on the mask any longer, though the effect on the shroud of the Mizukage held fast.

"I'm glad this day has come, so it looks like I finally have something to thank you for..." Aya spoke, as if two voices spoke with her, one, was her own, and the other, was more notably bestial in nature, overlapping her own like a foreigner, an exterior force stepped in chakra, an almost palpable feeling would surround the group Stepping over the corpse of the soldier which had died, Aya placed a foot on him as she walked, the pressure of which was more than capable of breaking him into nothing but crystalline frozen dust which collapsed under her and blew away in the wind.

"I'm so sick and tired of having to hold back the full force of my strength, Its like living in a world made of paper, always restraining myself in fear of breaking something, of breaking someone... but what i have to thank you for is presenting here, the rare opportunity for me to cut lose, and show you just how powerful I REALLY am...

Yuki Oni Technique: Demonic Ice Corruption, HIMIKO!"

Taking a single ryo from her pocket, Aya flipped the coin high into the sky, and with her ninja like perception built to keep up to her speed, it was like a cloud floating slowly up and into the air, while she moved at full speed, this battle would be over by the time that the ryo hit the ground. Bursting forward followed by a cloud of diamond dust exploding outwards in every direction the Demon Ice Witch tore through the world to reach her target. As she clenched her fists the other two exterior arms made of ice extended their long sharp claws, intending to rip into and through her opponent with great prejudice.

Attacking head on, Aya swiped to sever Io's head from his body and through his defences. She had not heard of the technique he was using, but with her Sage mode active, she was able to see him through the nature chakra in the area, circumventing her weakness of blindness but she would have to keep on his track. She had initiated combat, and things were only going to become more violent from here. The Mizukage, the Beast-less Jinchuriki, the Demon Ice Witch of the Bloody mist had finally awoken its true eyes, and in its daze, struck at anything within its range!

Chakra 235:

Io watched as the woman began to try and flex her own power. So she had been holding back a little before. He had always wondered what the peak of the Aisu ability was capable of. Still he looked down at her hands. Those terrible gloves had been covered by  ice like claws. He grinned at that a plan forming in his head. After all the doctor in him was an intellectual man. Still this did need to be reported to Bells. And since he was unsure if he could defeat the woman in this state then he would most certainly need to try and escape. After all she had slaughtered the rest of his men that had been around so only he remained to tell the tale. So he would need to fight this new ability. His chakra claws twitched as if in excitement. As if his chakra surging through him wanted to challenge hers. After all they had both entered into similar modes. Thier claws where the same. Each had weapons on their back though his where more like wings then just spikes. Still she managed that naughty double voice. He could almost feel his arousal to the blue look.

Still the way it effected their surroundings was plenty of warning to him that this would not end well if he remained here. So he watched as she stepped on a corpse. He watched it freeze over and the longer she stayed in contact the deeper the freeze got. Until she stepped down on the body and smashed it. He raised one quizical eye brow and smiled at that. Was she truly angry at this point or was she trying to attract him because shattering a dead man? Best first date ever. Then she spoke of Thanking him and he shivered. Oh good she was enjoying their play date too. Still she said something about a world of paper. He just assumed it was the failing education system. Silly girl the world was composed of lots of different chemicals and substances. He might show her a periodic table some time if she quit throwing a fit.

And then was the flip of the coin. He wondered how she had managed to dig into her ryo pouch with out freezing it closed or tearing it apart with that much power. If she was a lesser person he would steal her ryo pouch as compensation for pausing his research. Still one of the main bodies he had finished that would play its role had already been shipped off. The first of its line and a work of art. Still as she charged forward he moved in response. She was fast but he knew what he intended to do and she was not hiding her movements. See the interesting thing about frost bite is it stops people from bleeding. So as they met his right foot came down at an angle and he stepped to the right. His left claws going to rake down her original arms that where balled into fists. and his bladed wings going for her legs as they passed. See these blades where not of normal substance. They where chakra scalpels. They where designed to push chakra past the skin and sever muscles and veins. With this attack he would damage her entire left side. But it was not with out cost. The claws raked across his exposed left arm slicing him open from elbow to wrist with enough to cause him considerable pain. Still he rushed passed to see how the conflict had gone. But this was just the beginning. He lost feeling in the arm and as he looked down much to his surprise his entire arm was turning black. And he could no longer feel or use it.

As he moved passed her the cold of the wound was preventing it from bleeding. Which was probably why it was only limiting him slightly at the moment. He could not afford to take another hit like that. Instead he quickly used substition with a nearby dead body. If only to gain some distance. The cold had spread 10: from the wound and stopped but he was still down and arm and needed to reverse the frostbite fast. So he jumped and turned at the first step passed where the dead body had been only four feet away. For his scientific theory to work he needed to be above her even if it was at an angle. He grit his teeth and focused the Suiton element into form between them. Between one second and the next as he rose higher into the air two seven meter swirling pools of death aimed directly at Ayakashi where released. His theory was that if they froze on contact with her then the spinning blades would now become spinning frozen blades. And with gravity they would still collide into her with some considerable force. Perhaps even more potent then before. While she was busy with that he would land on the other side of the pile of dead and begin to run. Dropping the S rank Fenris claws and wings and instead poking himself on the forehead lightly. His wounds rapidly healing. The black seemed to be receding from his arm. If it wasn't for that level of healing and so quickly chances are he would of lost the arm. So he ran. And if she followed him she was heading straight into reinforcements for him.

Jutsu used.:

Aya found herself gliding through the air at top speed, her opponent could not match her, there was no way, but as her fist came through he moved to a side and swiped out at her, Aya attempted to jerk out of the way but found herself failing, the impact with that side enough caused her armour to chip and her muscles and fibers underneath split as intense pain racked through her body, though she in her trance felt none of it, numb to the world from the intense cold she pooled her chakra into her hand, and looked around her, there was nothing Io had in his kit which would save his operation here now, she was too close to everything. Raising her fist Hyouton coiled within it as she looked up at him with the wound on his side, as the black icy skin crept up his body to hinder his internal organs, cause him chronic failure and mobility issues. A monstrous part of her would smile...

He was far too close...

Plunging her fist down into the earth, butterfly wings of true black energy radiated from her back, spreading five meters in either direction of her purely as a visual cue to the attack as her fist would crash against the ground with all of her might. there would be a resounding crack as the purest of all hyouton chakra exploded from her in such a spectacle that her form took on the likeness of a butterfly, the wings expanding in a flourish of power. The ice would send out a wave that would instantly freeze through everything within its entire radius of destruction, every corpse, every stick, every piece of organic matter within the entire area would freeze as the spherical wave of power blew them away, turning them to nothing but crystal dust as she had coupled the attack with chakra enhanced strength for the physical shattering shock-wave which coupled the attack.

Solstice would stand in the centre of the crater, she had sensed that Io had performed a jutsu, and had not taken the force of the attack, but his station had been destroyed beyond recognition. The armour fell from Solstice as she stopped feeding her chakra into it. And she fell to the earth, breathing heavily and gasping. Cold sweat running across her face as she attempted desperately to breathe but she couldn't find the air. She felt winded, like she had been stabbed through the lungs and like she was going to throw up all at the same time. She had been fighting through the pain of her wound which had made it hard to even move. The crippling pain had taken its toll and her wounds from this fight were beginning to show.

The internal haemorrhaging and fractured bones along the left side of her body from his strikes was numb, but, she crumpled to a single knee. Knowing that someone, soon, would be coming to the aid of the mizukage. Aya coughed loudly, she was finding it hard to control her ice, but thanks to the trance, wounds to her body no longer caused her irreparable frost damage, the scars of which covered her body. Though thankfully the blows which landed on her side were softened by Tobiramas armour. Her eyes welled up in tears as she tore the face mask from her face. Mizuru and Io together were a force to be reckoned with. They needed to be killed, there was no other way.

Within minutes ANBU leaders managed to come by and pick her up, returning her to a medical tent to treat her wounds. Unfortunately, Aya knew that in this condition, she would be no match for Seven bells himself. There was no way, that with a weakness like this she would be able to overcome his destruction elemental attacks... the explosion which ripped apart an entire wing of the administration building resonated within the walls of her memory. She needed to overpower that... that overwhelming brutal force...

Or she would have to create people who could

"The seven swordsman..." She thought to herself out loud, as one of the ANBU leaned closely to hear her whispers, asking her to repeat herself. Leaning Aya up in her hospital bed, she looked at the member of the ANBU, her eyes cold, and stubborn. Kiri had always had 7 weapons on which she could rely on, they were the epitome of loyalty, eminations of true justice, but was it the time to reveal Kirigakure's greatest weapons to the world? She had been gathering them for some time within the vaults deep beneath the administration building. Perhaps the time had come for Kirigakure to reveal its greatest asset other than the people themselves. The seven ancient treasures of the bloody mist.

"It's time to revive the Seven Swordsman..."