The Akatsuki ran on silent feet through the Village Hidden in the Waterfalls. They all met in the center of the village were a huge spring made into a fountain fed the main waterfalls stemming from the village.
The Leader's booming voice came first," We know the plan correct?"
The other shinobi all nodded.
"I shall run through it just to make sure. First, Hidan will stand on top of this fountain and distract the village and its various ninjas. Then, we will scout the village for the jinchuuriki. Remember, the jinchuuriki is only a few hours old. We don't know its name, what it looks like, or its gender. You will be able to sense its unique chakra when you get close though so use that to your advantage. According to our sources its mother is dead, father unknown, and more than likely abandoned. Its location is probably not known by any members of the village so don't waste time in interrogations.
The scouting groups are Zetsu, Tobi, Deidara, Sasori and Kakuzu, myself, Konan, Tobi, Itachi, Kisame. Any questions?"
No one said anything.
"Alright, move."
Hidan jumped on the fountain and the other Akatsuki members hid in the shadows.
Hidan cleared his voice and shouted a string of profanities and insults only Hidan could do. At least half of the village and all of its shinobi came running. Of course this was exactly the plan. Then two scouting groups took the opportunity amongst the momentary hustle and bustle to see what was going on to start searching.
Deidara spotted after about three minutes of intense searching something white on the edge of a small, dark pond. Upon closer inspection it was a bundle of dirty linen. There was certainly something odd about the bundle. Wasting no time Deidara sent a small explosion into the air as a signal to the rest of the group. Both scout groups came running. When all were assembled Deidara carefully unwrapped the bundle with the caution one takes when deactivating a bomb.
They all felt the strange chakra emanating from the baby girl. Her hair was bright orange and her eyes were green. Even her fingers were nimble, thin, and feline like. Her face was narrow and held a certain mystic beauty. It was a tiny little quirk that nobody could put their finger on, but fascinated them all the same.
"What do we call her?"
All of the Akatsuki mulled over this question for a moment before Konan finally said," Chiasa."
No one had any better ideas so no one argued. Konan wrapped the baby in a fresh cloth and the group set off. They met Hidan outside of the village and ran back to the hideout. No one from the Village Hidden in the Waterfall even realized the child was gone. Even if they had, no one would've cared. No souls mourned the death of the poor young woman who had died given birth to the girl. As far as anyone was concerned, the moment the child became a jinchuuriki the child and its mother ceased to exist.
In time, this may prove to be a fatal mistake. That which humanity overlooks often becomes its downfall.