Escorted a man of power [Mission, B rank 948/500 WC]

Mission Taken:

Kumo... the family lived here, but he no longer did. Still, he considered the village home. He was born here, after all. Yet Kuro found himself not wanting to belong to a standard shinobi system; he wanted to be able to move about and do as he pleased. But that wasn't to say he wouldn't help out from time to time.

Like so many times before, Kuro showed up to the mission board, seemingly dropping out of the sky, to the many strange stares of other shinobi and pedestrians. It was possibly because of his entrance, or it was possibly because of his goth-like appearance, or perhaps because of the fact that everywhere he went, he seemed to be followed by abnormally large crows. Either way it went, Kuro didn't care much. He wasn't here to impress anyone, all he wanted was to make money.

Without a word said, he picked up a scroll and peeled it open. The job listed inside was an escort mission. He was to go with someone from Kumo to Kiri. As Kumo and Konoha were currently at odds with each other, the chance that this ninja needing escorted would be attacked was high. That was exactly the kind of task Kuro was trying to get himself into. He received even more strange stares when a wicked grin spread across his face. "The last 2 shinobi to take that job were found dead after being skinned alive," said one of the shinobi standing around the mission board. "Sure you want to take that one? You might not come back..."

Kuro didn't answer, he simply turned and headed off to the meeting point. He would be escorting Dean Losechester, a retired ninja who was an older man. He was shorter than Kuro and had to look up to him when he showed up to the village gates, where the escorting would begin. "...You?" he said, with a frown. "You're the one they sent? Bahh... another dead kid I suppose... Or perhaps you'll surprise me and actually survive the first attacks." Kuro showed no response to what the man was saying. He just waited for this show to get on the road. Dean gathered his things and put a big bag onto his back. "Well, come on then, I guess we all have to die sometime, right? Too bad it'll be you when the time comes..."

Kuro still showed no response, nor did he even change his expression. Dean made a "Harumph" sound as they started to walk. The two exited the village of Kumo and began to head in the direction of Kiri. The path lead through mountains. There were many places to hide and ambush people from, but with his sensory and crows to let him know if there were people hiding, Kuro wasn't much worried. In fact, he was looking forward to it.

The attackers didn't disappoint. The wicked grin returned to his face when a tall individual came charging in toward them. Punches and kicks came first, letting Kuro know that this one was a skilled Tai fighter. He would often throw Shuriken, Kunai and Senbon in Kuro's direction in between punches and kicks, none of which met their mark. Another fighter jumped in wielding a sword. He wasn't as tall as the first, also throwing Kunai and Shuriken. Another one off in the distance looked to be readying some sort of jutsu. Green eyes memorize the hand signs he used while deducting - judged on the way he was dressed - that he was the Genjutsu user of this little team.

Kuro suddenly stopped fighting, right as the Kenjutsu user lunged at him, stabbing him in the mid-section. Dean just sighed and threw his hands up. "Why am I not surprised," he said, until Kuro suddenly disappeared into a cloud of smoke, signaling that that wasn't the actual Kuro at all. The Genjutsu user jumped down and formed hand signs with a scared look on his face.

"What the hell are you do---" was all the tall man was able to get out before he was trapped within an illusion. Whatever the Genjutsu was, it made the tall man commit suicide. the Kenjutsu expert, furious, called the Genjutsu user a traitor and decapitated his former comrade. This was around the time that the actual Kuro came flying in from above with something in his right hand that was a glowing blue color and was about the size of a basketball. The Kenjutsu expert looked up in surprise, but by then it was far too late. Kuro smashed the Big Ball Rasengan into him, creating n explosive and destructive reaction, driving the man into a large crater from the impact. The ground trembled violently and a large dust cloud was thrown upward.

Dean coughed and fanned smoke and debris away from his face. When the air cleared up some he could see Kuro walking out of the smoke, and the Kenjutsu expert face down in the dirt, his clothes blasted off and his skin a deep red color from being hit with such a powerful attack. It was safe to assume that he was no longer alive. "...Well, i'll be," he said. "Perhaps I spoke too soon..."

Dean didn't have any more negative remarks as Kuro escorted him the rest of the way to Kiri. He was in fact impressed at how Kuro outsmarted the 3 attackers, downing 2 of them through clever means and finishing off the last in an almost effortless fashion. He was sure to thank Kuro as they reached their destination, shaking his hand. Kuro just nodded his head while shaking back, before turning to head back toward home...

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