Passively Offensive

Mission:

Raphael would have been more than happy to return home after they completed their last mission, unfortunately documents found at the scene of the last mission spoke of other news. It seemed that the villages information on the group that him and the blue haired man had been sent to deal with, was flawed. They had said that the group had set up in Ota and was causing problems, they obviously did not know that the group had spread out. They were not just terrorizing Ota, they had a hold on most if not all of the land of water. This was something that Raphael just could not abide, so once the blue haired man left a rather large statement of Ice behind them at the now destroyed farmhouse, instead of heading back down the path they had taken from the village, Raphael would lead the way towards the south. Before the destruction of the farmhouse, Raphael had found documents, communications as well as route maps within the house. There was enough information there for them to go on and be able to find the people they were looking for, the small group they had dealt with was but a small splinter cell of this organization and now they were heading towards their main base of operations. Once there, it would just be a matter of the two of them taking down this main base to cripple the entire organization as well as all their daily operations, the village could then simply send whoever was available to any of the other splinter cells like him and the blue haired man found within Ota.

Their journey there would take them further away from the village, of course one might assume that was needed to perform such actions against the village. They would be facing many more than what they had encountered at the farmhouse, but that was to be expected considering the size this organization seemed to be in order to be able to operate so skillfully that even the village had yet to take notice. They had to know how the village operated, so the original belief that some of the members were former Kirigakure shinobi was still plausible, but further information is needed as always. Of course, they could very well be walking into a trap, luckily for Raphael, he was partnered with a sensor and unlike the last one he was paired with, this one actually seemed to know what they were doing when it came to a fight. Their journey would still take them some time however, as they departed Ota Raphael would look to his mission partner as they continued on their way to their destination. "I did not introduce myself before, I am Raphael. I am glad they paired me with a competent mission partner, such as yourself."

After leaving the shed and falling for the slick words from the Jounin it seemed he was determined to find out whatever it was he was searching for in the case for Blitz it most likely meant more fighting. Time outside of the village was good for him as he rarely left it but when he did explore the world it was nothing but chaos even though he was still in the homeland people continued to gather evil in their hearts. Following the male without hesitation remaining quiet to his recent introduction as he wondered if it was even safe to trust this male. The payment to these tasks mattered not to him but the fact he was allowed to relax without the supervision of others made it more comforting. A tiny blood stain soaked itself upon the right sleeve of his kimono sticking out on the canvas of white cloth. One drop most likely from his recent exchange with the tree man or that of the titan who attempted to stop the two from entering and claiming the information that was now in the possession of the other shinobi. Glancing at him for a moment or two as they walked he could only study the male wondering where he learned such binding techniques like the one he used earlier. Indeed a monster of a different level was before him but he only wondered what else was under his sleeve and how devastating was he when it came to being a shinobi on the battlefield against such people. Chuckling to himself out loud he could only find out for himself soon enough especially if this destination that the other was fixed upon held to its reputation and contained enough bodies for the two men. Calm chirps from the birds above them as they sat in the tree branches watching these shinobi walk their land ready to fly off into the distance if things seemed to not go in their favor. Peaceful and silent the walk was as it gave him time to take in the scenery while walking and enjoy a nice pace of actual peace but it seemed it would only be rude of him to continue walking without being respectful due to the fact he did give him his credit.

“Blitz is my name.”

Giving him his alias was the only thing that rang through his mind; nothing else was needed to know beyond that keeping himself to secrets and shadows was a better way for him to not warrant any unwanted attention. Leaving one location to travel to the other location was indeed a journey but one well spent at the end of it all he could see would be the blood of his enemies and those that stand in the way of true peace. Having faced off against such monsters before was the tricky part on how they banded together under one rule to be evil and cruel to the world they did not understand. His thoughts about peace were different as he saw everyone doing something for the sake of their own peace even if it meant leaving friends and family in the darkness to be happy. Shaking his head a little bit he could soon feel the urges scratching behind his head as the other listened deeply on his thoughts but remained quiet only watching the male think himself to a little bit of stress. Before pulling back and remaining in the shadows of his mind eagerly awaiting for the male to call its attention or its attention was being called out from the cry of battle. He himself could only wait and watch in silence as Blitz followed this shinobi into the battlefield once more hoping that the Yuki didn't become a victim slaughtered with the sheep. Blitz himself continued to walk the path looking out for any signs of danger or traps layed hidden but to no avail nothing was found on the path to the destination the male wanted them two to go.

“....”

The blue haired man did not talk much, but at least Raphael was able to get a name out of the individual. Would make it easier when he filed a report for the Triumvirate later, rather than naming his partner the blue haired sensor. With the lack of talking, their long journey would be a silent one, this of course was perfectly fine with Raphael. It gave him time to think, time to plan, time to make himself angrier than he already was. The fact that these criminals were terrorizing the citizens of land of water was despicable but given the man they worked for Raphael really shouldn't expect any less. Tetsura Kiro was a very powerful and dangerous individual, his command over the criminal underworld was legendary. This was one of his operations, and a part of his criminal empire. If the pair managed to take out this operation, he had to believe it would help to cripple Tetsura, possibly even bring the man himself out into the light. Of course, in order for that to be able to happen, they need to deal with this outpost. Based on the information he had gathered from the farmhouse, it stood to reason that this was a decent sized camp, with a few dozen different splinter cells that operated out of it. As they drew closer, to where he believed the camp was not far ahead, Raphael would finally slow his pace down to a walk. As they topped a small hill, they would both be met with the sight of the bandit camp approximately five hundred meters in front of them. It seemed that the information Raphael had found was not only accurate about the location, but also about the sheer size of the camp itself. From where they were at the top of the hill, they would get a good view of the camp, surrounded by a fifteen-foot wall made of wood that they likely took from the surrounding forest. The camp itself held what looked like thirty or more tents, it was hard for Raphael to tell from this distance, but the larger tent in the center would draw his attention to it.

There would be small patrol groups of guards that moved around the perimeter of the fence, at least four groups of two. The camp even seemed to have horses that were tied to a large log, more than likely the horses were from their different raids upon the innocent and unsuspecting civilians of the land of water. Even now from where they stood, the pair would bear witness as a small wagon arrived at the gates of this camp, blood was splattered over the wood and canopy of the wagon, clearly there was a struggle, and the bandits killed the true owners of the wagon. This would cause Raphael's own blood to boil at the sight, more innocent lives lost to these villains. Raphael would look over to Blitz before pulling his two trench knives from his belt, sliding his fingers into the grips like brass knuckles with razors on the end attached to a knife. "We kill them all." This would be all the male said before taking off towards the camp, the sun was already nearly set, their attack would be in the cover of darkness from the night sky. It was possible one of the groups on patrol on the outside of the wall would see them and sound the alarm but, after seeing blood from another victim of these cruel monsters, he was not going to let that stop him. He probably should have come up with a plan with Blitz on how to handle the situation they were in, but now he was flying in blind and there was no stopping it. It was going to happen, the man was out for blood and the only thing that would stop him was the sound of the last body within that camp hitting the snow covered ground.

Finding the camp was satisfying news but as it seemed it was more to his anger he needed it to cool down with the blood of the enemy and there it was a large and mighty stronghold meant for such villains. From the guards on watch to the tents inside the base it was all in the open watching the people down there do their best job at keeping watch it didn’t matter against the people they were up against this evening. The male speaking his mind gave some type of familiarity to Blitz; the words were as they insisted on the death of everyone that remained in that camp. Watching this jounin go out of his way to finish this mission with his own hands did indeed please Blitz to see such passion for the village and the thoughtless act of pushing ahead in hopes of taking out such a camp. From above he watched with a smile upon his face as the other began to push it would have been more fun for him to simply slide down and agree to the terms of this assault. Taking one step off the ground he himself began to descend right behind the other shinobi quickly and skillfully down the slopes as the two made their approach the other male insisted on violence quickly so that this may be behind the both of them. From their right side one of the patrols started to come around the corner doing their patrol. It was a well timed situation due to the fact Blitz had now decided to fight with no restraint forming a series of hand seals he was ready to commit the first strike on this raid of the camp. In mere seconds after completing the jutsu a tiny miniature version of Blitz would form out of water wearing a black and white kimono and no shoes about toddler height.

With a rapid sprint across the land the replica of the man glimmered from the sunlight catching the attention of the two guards the appearance of the boy was realistic enough and due to the fact he appeared to be young. Would warrant at least enough attention to bring some type of concern from the guardsman that were on patrol enough for them to allow the jutsu itself to get into proper range. From the distance they watched as this tiny boy ran towards the guards catching their attention as one of the guards seemed anxious but the other let his guard down just enough to finish the deal. As the bomb got closer it was seen from their perspective a large blast that was the response of his jutsu exploding in the face of the two targets as it blew open a wall for access. Smiling to himself as he now alerted the whole camp and other patrols to the blast point it was clear he wanted to finish them off himself.

Once more placing his palms together he formed a unique peace of hand seals in one simple movement the first three seals that were used allowed Blitz to cast over the camp snow as the skies themselves began to darken he placed his concentration upon his enemy. Watching the snow begin to take over the land he finished off his jutsu with one more hand seal at the end applying more chakra into the vicinity causing the snow itself to accumulate faster and descend without mercy. Now he possessed the whereabouts of each individual that touched the snow; the others that attempted to remain indoors would have no chance as their body heat would attract the snow itself anyway. A cold grave awaited each and everyone of those people as the guards themselves began to arrive he could see for himself the jutsu starting to work piling upon each of the criminals. Draining their body heat without them realizing it was indeed the pleasant part about this he’d enjoy watching them go out slowly but with the help of the other their deaths would be cold and fast.

“This should be enough to help you. The whole camp can’t run from the cold.”

Spoiler:

Raphael would watch as a small version of the blue haired man that was his partner, ran past him towards the guards that were coming around on their patrol. He did not know what Blitz was thinking, but he wasn't going to wait to find out either. Forming the Snake hand seal, Raphael would release a burst of water from his mouth as he jumped upon the wave and surfed upon it towards the camp. The explosion of the other man's technique was sure to draw attention, and when it did all those within the camp would see a large wave traveling towards them from the land rather than the sea. The speed of the technique increasing his travel, while the crashing of the waves would destroy any that got in his way. As he rode upon the wave he would create another hand seal, Tiger. Using both water from his created wave and the very water in the air around them to create hundreds upon hundreds of small senbon like needles made of water, sending them down raining upon the camp seconds before he landed within the camp's center and dropped into his Krav Maga stance as he landed. Without hesitation he would begin cutting down any of those within the area of him that his techniques had not already dealt with, the sky would darken, and the snow would begin to fall heavily. Raphael could feel the cold setting in, but he had to keep moving, he knew that was the only way he was going to be able to stay warm. He wouldn't stop, using his trench knives to carve through all those that got within his way as he continued to move through the camp. These small fish were no threat to him, he was looking for the big fish. The Missing Nin, the Traitors to the country, and the ringleaders of this entire operation. He would rip their throats out himself if he needed to, but first he had to find them, they had to be here somewhere. The file said there were twelve, the twelve kings as it said. Considering they all worked for Tetsura, it was not surprising that they would use such a ridiculous name for themselves, but their name didn't matter. Only seeing their blood upon the snow would sooth his mind now, Raphael was out for blood.

It was hard to see, but that was fine. There were plenty of sounds for the man to follow and find, two men would exit a tent and come face to face with the rage filled Uzumaki. Within the matter of a second, both men would fall as Raphael employed the use of the silent killing technique. His trench knives dripping in blood, leaving a small trail behind him as he moved. Raphael soon found himself surrounded by four of the individuals he had been seeking, a smile forming on his face. "How fortuitous. Here I was coming to look for you and you have come to me." Seeing one of the men move to form hand seals, Raphael would instantly activate his sealing chains. Four chains would launch from his body without him even having to move, closing the distance between him and then in a fraction of a second as each chain wrapped around a different man. Their chakra would be nullified instantly as the chains touched them and then he would take his time as he cut the men down, none of them able to run away as the chains tethered them to him. Soon though he would leave their cold bodies on the ground as he moved to find those that remained.

Watching the explosion take place as the male took his time in attacking the other was gone off on his path of revenge and redemption he did enjoy this new outlook on things such as a shinobi willing to strike with nothing but pride and honor behind him. Yet again he allowed the male to take the lead. It should have been him as he grinded his teeth in excitement but regret he watched this wave of water carry him over and about towards the camp crashing down as the sound of battle raged from inside. The cold carried over and it made sense only for him to release the jutsu as the remaining snow did its job in covering the camp making his way over towards the hole in the wall as he watched men begin to run around the camp. Most heading for their armor and equipment after hearing such an explosion the ones who had their gear attempted to run over towards the fighting but were soon met with what one would call a gruesome death. Making his way in the camp was the fun part of the whole mission as he caught the eyes of all who saw him but he allowed them to continue watching before standing completely motionless in the middle of an intersection. Fighting such villains only made this entertaining for the male as the sound of chains and armor began to fill the air between his ears, the signal for a fight as only a band of four appeared in front of him. Different from the rest these four stood in unique stances with each weapon suiting their fighting style regardless their blood must be shed for this was the only way each of these beings could atone for their sins in the world. Sensing the chakra upon these four it indeed was shinobi who stepped up to fight for their lives this very day forming a quick set of three hand seals.

“Ice Style: Cleaver!”

The cold around him was an easy conduit when it came to using his abilities, forming up to twenty ice spears each shaped like senbon that floated around Blitz; this was his only response. Quickly releasing a violent storm of ice to the four who dared step up he watched as one attempted to quickly flee but the other three did the opposite. Deflecting some of his ice but surely the number was too great as one was destroyed or deflected the others were right behind quickly piercing their armor and impaling them multiple times to the point their bodies looked unrecognizable. Bathing the land in their blood was something he could only offer to the victims of these men. Hopefully on this day they got to watch their attackers finally feel the pain of the hunt as for the one who ran away Blitz made sure that he was going out in a way befitting such a coward. Tracking his chakra down was easy but the way he wanted to hear this man scream before allowing him to completely run out of the camp kept him in range before tearing out one of the ice spears from a dead corpse sprinting across the cold and bloodied floor for the remaining target.

Catching up to him only seconds later as he threw the projectile at the male piercing his armor from the back dropping him to the ground almost instantly before the sounds groans and moans became the only thing that was heard. The spear pierced his lung destroying it in the process and now replacing the lung with a hole in his body a slow death was what awaited him not even a scream was let out just a slow death on cold grounds. Chuckling to himself this was indeed entertaining as he now made his way back to where all the fuss was coming from leaving the male on the ground to die a quiet death.

“Hope you reflect on the people you killed while you’re down there.”

Spoiler:

The flurry of snow would lighten, opening his vision to more of the camp, just in time for him to see a man forming handseals. Knowing from the hand seals it was a Katon technique, Raphael would quickly form his own string of hand seals creating a wall of water to form in front of him before the fire could reach him. It wasn't hard, the other man was far too slow to match the quickness that Raphael was able to form the hand seals. Rather than simply stop the fire attack though, Raphael would add another string of hand seals while the wall still stood. Using the water from the wall he had created the man would send forth a powerful torrent of spinning water towards the man that had used the katon technique. The small vortex of water striking the man and sending him flying into the air before crashing down on something not far away, Raphael wasn't sure if the man was dead or not, but for now at least he was no longer a concern.

With the cover of the snowstorm now gone the underlings of the criminals, at least those still alive and willing to fight, would not have too much trouble finding Raphael. Even with their numbers, these men were no shinobi, and in his Krav maga stance they were of no threat to him. He would easily be able to cut down all of those that came at him as he continued his hunt for the other five shinobi, unaware that his mission partner had already dealt with four of them leaving only one remaining. Not the master mind of the operation himself, but the top general of the man Raphael had been tracking the last several months. Taking down this last rogue shinobi, will put a major halt to the criminal operation within the land of water. Of course, just like their boss, this man was a coward. Hiding somewhere within the camp while all of his men died around him, giving their lives for his, as if he was worthy of their sacrifice. Raphael would eventually meet back up with Blitz as he moved through the camp, "tell me you have found the others that we are looking for." His words almost a plead as he hoped that his mission partner was able to find the five that he had not yet found.

Following the chaos that was left by his partner it was easy to see which kills were recent and which were older as the snow took over and covered each body draining them of their heat the justice that was needed was introduced. A show of force he had not seen in a while reminding him that the job was always simple; it just needed a little excitement to get the blood moving with nothing to follow but a sea of corpses. Within time the sound of combat came to a stop with only the victor remaining on his feet; the sight of the bodies around him was an indication he came here to fight. Such a manner of violence only sparked a grin upon his face as he glanced around the area in enjoyment. Raphael truly knew what justice was and dished it out to his enemies like a fish to a cutting board nothing but defeated enemies this truly put an interesting idea in the mind of Blitz. Before he could get a word out from the beautiful sight of this Jounin’s handiwork a question was asked before him the way it was asked he could sense the desire to finish these people off. These villains needed to see who they have angered in the name of the people who fell victim to these idiots for the ones who couldn’t protect themselves on this day it was their turn to be avenged. Speaking out in an attempt not to grin from the excitement being felt in the air.

“Four only. But this was indeed your work impressive. We should spar eventually.. On a later note is that everyone or is there someone else that needs to meet their god?”

Sensing his surroundings it seemed whoever the people he was in search for he made sure to leave a great mark upon the earth this day bathing it with the blood of his enemies. Returning their bodies back to the world and sending their souls to wherever they belonged such action only convinced the man it was time to finish this mission and avenge the fallen. From a distance it had seemed a faint chakra source came into range alerting the shinobi as he turned around from Raphael and looked at where the chakra source was coming from. Exactly where he came from it had appeared someone was late to the party. The chakra grew stronger but it was for good reason his comrades were now dead on the floor with no one to hold them as they softly drifted off from this world. Pointing towards the direction he came from Blitz could only chuckle in the sense of this chakra; the danger that came with it was something he needed to see for himself. Without even looking back at the male he began to walk and pace himself with only a smile upon his face. He was ready to see what the fuss was all about and he even wondered if this last person would be worth it.


“....”

As Raphael began to follow behind Blitz, in the distance he would see the sudden light of a fire as the form of a large dragon made of fire rushed forward towards them. Before it could reach them, Raphael would quickly for a string five hand seals surrounding the pair in a wall of water that stopped the fire dragon in its tracks. The man that cast the dragon however was a different story, the man would come rushing forward enraged by the sight of his fallen criminals in a surprising show of empathy that Raphael did not think was possible from such a low life. Still Raphael would put an end to the man's use of Chakra as Chains launched from his arm and wrapped around the man, Raphael would then look to Blitz. "Would you like the honor of this kill, or should I?" Depending on Blitz's answer would determine what he would do next, but if Blitz did not want the kill the Raphael would finish the man off with one of his trench knives across the man's throat. If Blitz wanted to kill the man but did not want him chained, Raphael would oblige but would keep a close eye on the criminal to ensure that he did not get away or harm Blitz.

Once they were finished with the last man, and the bandit camp was in ruin Raphael would turn to head back to the village. Unlike on the way here he would be moving at a calmer pace, and his mind would be on Tetsura. It would not be long before the man would attempt something now, once he gets news of what happened here it would only be a matter of time. He would have to hope that the Tide was ready to meet such a threat, he would also have to hope that he was ready for such a challenge. Raphael would look over to his mission partner, "So what do you say when we get back to the village, me and you have a small spar just for some fun after all of this?" He would ask in earnest, after all what better way to test himself than against a fellow shinobi of the mist.

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The kill belonged to the man Blitz only gazed upon the outcome as it happened so fast but quickly died out just like everyone else the camp was now deceased no living being resided behind its wall. Now a morgue for those who dared to kill the innocent and weak it was a beautiful show but as he watched the male finish off the kill he got to see him once more in action. Peaking his curiosity, this was a shinobi who wanted to test his will against someone who deserved the full power of an actual training match. Such things were needed in order to learn where he stood in the fields of tall grass against so many others he needed to learn his place among the others who shared the same home with him. He could only think to himself on how these other people would come about in his daily life as a shinobi but he knew that the task was to grow stronger to become a valuable weapon for his savior. Once more gazing down back onto the fresh kill the site of it all was now taken and destroyed such a place made the male realize trash lived to kill for sport. Forming a vast amount of hand signs he decided to finish off the territory once more letting everyone know this place had received justice for the innocent but also a beacon to the enemies that the next heads to roll would be theirs. Letting the Jounin advance ahead of him in a clear view he also made his way towards the exit following the male before turning around once more facing inward towards the camp. This land was done.

Taking one step forward a sea of ice was released to finish off the massacre that occurred in the land erupting and destroying everything in its way from the tents to the foundations around the base. Broken and destroyed as the jutsu ripped through the camp devastating all in its path he made sure to finish the job in hopes these battles wouldn't take too much time from him and his true passion. Some of the spikes contained blood on the sides of them; the bodies of the dead were now buried and destroyed in their icy tombs where they laid to rest the enemy marking their grave site for all to see. Leaving the area and giving a slight jog to catch up to the male the words were heard loud and clear as it seemed he awaited this moment to say till the end a spar was something that was on the mind of both shinobi perhaps or was this his way of saying he wanted a good training session from a stranger. Regardless a snicker came out of the shinobi in response as he now could enjoy himself.

“Finally. Your skills are impressive. I'll give you my all after all.”

-Exit Thread