The wind whistled throughout the town, a siren song to all who was lost between the rubble. The invasion of the sound had left the once proud Konoha village destroyed and forgotten. Imakii Osoratii stood at the town gate, the one thing that wasn't leveled. Moans and cries of pain echoed from the survivors, being treated by medical ninjas.

Imakii reached up and untied his mist village headband. He tucked it into his kunai pouch and went about trying to help where he could, all the while searching for his contact, Hatake Kakashi.

In the aftermath of the onslaught, flames still licked at the trees and buildings. Seeing the decrepit ruin of the ninja academy which Imakii had held so dear to his heart roused a new fury within him. His very chakra seemed to be on fire as he walked. The final descendant of the Osoratii clan, Imakii was the last true heir of the Abunai Doku Ki (Dangerous Poison Spirit), a specter that leeches off of its host's chakra.

This ability comes with a terrible price, but an amazing advantage. At times of great anger or sadness, the spirit will take control of Imakii, however, the spirit gives him strength the likes of the great Kyubii.

Seeing something so precious to him destroyed roused the spirit inside him, but he hurried into an alley to quell it. "I was wondering when you'd show up" said a voice from the darkness.

"Hatake Kakashi, in the flesh, I was afraid you were dead!" responded Imakii, "We have business to attend to," As he said this, he reached into his pouch and pulled out a small envelope with a single word scrawled across it: Kurayami (Dark).