Ren would move through the abandoned research facility with a smirk, the villagers believe this place to be cursed or Sacred depending on the individual you asked. It was the base of operations for Menza, but the once proud Shinobi was no more. He would not be returning, at least from what Ren had gathered from various Anbu files. The man was dead, killed by his own subordinate. A shameful way to go in his opinion, but if you can't trust the ones that serve you then you were doomed to failure. That was likely the reason Ren kept things so close to his chest, his followers were few, as he trusted few, in fact he could count them on one hand and wasn't afraid to cut off some fingers. So far he had managed to keep his involvement in the recent events unknown, now it was time to ensure that it stayed that way. He had acquired a number of artifacts and scrolls during his raids on the other nations, but even they paled in comparison to what he found within Konoha's Vault. Having gone in to liberate the artifacts the village had kept locked away, as well as to protect them from theft from another, Ren found something he had not expected. A single sealing paper, while normally a sealing paper would be insignificant to him, this one he had seen before. He had not expected it to be out of the Hokage's sight but there it was within the vault just asking to be taken like the artifacts, and so Ren did. Taking it ensured that his story of what happened with the land of Iron and the land of Bears remained plausible, after all its hard to blame something on someone if someone else knew where to find them. Of course this was simply a head, the man it belonged to killed nearly a year ago now by Kimiko and Peragus. Ren didn't believe in immortality especially with a disembodied head, but he didn't need the man to be alive per say to get what he needs from him. Even a dead head could hold many secrets, but if the rumors where true and he was somehow still alive, well then Ren might just have a way that they both could help the other out.
Now deep within the confines of the compound, Ren would set the sealing paper on a small work table. Sienna dressed in the snow chakra armor standing a few feet behind and to the left, more superstitious than her brother, stood gripping the hilt of the Kusanagi that was strapped to her back, as if the head would lunge out and attack them. Ren took a few breaths while he looked at the seal, despite his disbelief there was a small part of him that hoped the rumors where true. Using the unsealing technique to unseal the disembodied head of Raijin, Ren would take a few steps back as he looked upon it. "Tell me Dragon King, is it true that you still live?" Ren would ask, his voice seemingly carrying through the empty compound. If Raijin was alive, he would see Ren standing before him where his dark blue Kisode with his white Sweetsilk cloak wrapped over it. All of his tools either hidden or waiting to be summoned to him from the Kamui dimension and his sister standing behind him, Ren awaited and answer.
Now deep within the confines of the compound, Ren would set the sealing paper on a small work table. Sienna dressed in the snow chakra armor standing a few feet behind and to the left, more superstitious than her brother, stood gripping the hilt of the Kusanagi that was strapped to her back, as if the head would lunge out and attack them. Ren took a few breaths while he looked at the seal, despite his disbelief there was a small part of him that hoped the rumors where true. Using the unsealing technique to unseal the disembodied head of Raijin, Ren would take a few steps back as he looked upon it. "Tell me Dragon King, is it true that you still live?" Ren would ask, his voice seemingly carrying through the empty compound. If Raijin was alive, he would see Ren standing before him where his dark blue Kisode with his white Sweetsilk cloak wrapped over it. All of his tools either hidden or waiting to be summoned to him from the Kamui dimension and his sister standing behind him, Ren awaited and answer.