Iwagakure's top prison wasn't the most well-funded to facilitate prisoner's comfort. It was made to house higher-ranking threats, and to prevent escape in the most efficient possible manners- therefore, it resembled a dungeon more than a regular jail. The entire complex was underground, with heavily reinforced walls and an array of chakra-sealing objects and methods in use that wholly prevented the escape of any normal ninjas. The prison also regularly commissioned specialty restrainers that stopped occupants with more unique powers that would help them break free. S-rank criminals and prisoners of war were rather difficult to stop, after all, and no expense was spared to keep them housed in. It was a matter of national security.
Given all of these measures, it cost Iwagakure a hefty upkeep cost to maintain per occupant- hence it's reservation for S-ranking shinobi. Only a few people were kept there at any one time, especially since execution was a more than viable solution for enemies of the state. Some of the restrained were political prisoners, needed to be kept alive for bargaining or other political purposes. Most of the jailers would like nothing more than to execute them. Others were there to be experimented on, and a scientific laboratory was a large part of the expenses to maintain the place. While splitting the two up into separate facilities would make sense, the centralized location allowed Iwa to make the place even more defended. So it was that Cell 0351 was a part of the latter, experimental half of the complex.
It resembled the other storage cells with little differences. The entire thing was well sterilized, and the chakra-reinforced walls were maintained in pristine condition with various scientific apparatuses sticking out of them. All of those were hooked up both to computers that were in the front of the cell that sent feedback to the computers in the main lab. Also contained within the chamber were chakra restraining seals that helped to keep the subject sedated. While in the cell, large chains were to be attached to the subject at all times. For operations, there was a transportable operating table to move the test subject over to the main operating room, and an exit for sedative gas to be filtered into the cell to temporarily replace the chains.
In this particular room Krieg had spent the better part of a week, fed through the tubes and poked and prodded by an entire team of scientists that wanted to find out exactly what was wrong with him, what allowed him his transformations and his healing and why his chakra was so strange.
Predictably, the dominant personality spent the time raging and babbling nonsense, as it did usually but with more intensity. There was little danger of it regressing any further, since it was already an insane, one-track mind. The original personality was the one suffering the most from the forcible detention.
He was already starting to feel the strain at the edges of his mind, and that was incredibly dangerous. If he went insane, then it was quite possible that Krieg would make the transition into a full monster. He didn't want to be like any other psycho. He would love to die before he started harming the innocent. Of course, suicide was not an option at all right now- his only freedom of movement was blinking, and maybe moving his mouth a little. Not even enough to breathe fire. Even if he was free, whatever the scientists placed on him here made him feel a lot weaker- he had enough energy to breathe, and that was about it.
He had tried pleading with them, to help him. They were not like the Hyperion scientists with their responses. The woman who had experimented on him was rather apologetic as she ruined his life- she did not want to be there. Handsome Jack had noticed her mind and forced her to participate in the experimentation, holding her loved ones hostage in order to enforce his will. These scientists were here of their own free will- they carried themselves with the sort of energy that most people do at their jobs. They looked at him with the same eyes Handsome Jack had looked at him with when he had visited Krieg's cell. Cold, calculating, seeing him as some sort of subhuman creature; it was infuriating.
He did not want to spend the rest of his life here, and he didn't want them to start experimenting in earnest. From what he could tell, they were only gathering preliminary results right now, seeing exactly how his metabolism and body worked. The more serious experimentation might start later, and the last time that happened Krieg was reduced to a secondary personality within his own mind- he couldn't let this happen. The thought triggered the rage he had long not allowed himself to feel in order to balance out his dominant personality.
Those scientists… they had to die. It didn't matter whether they were innocent otherwise, they restrained and were going to experiment on him again. They were using him as an object- Krieg WOULD NOT stand for that anymore. His pride, what little was left of it, would not be violated like this again. He had to escape, and he had to kill them. He had to bide his time. In the meantime, he would not show these sadists any of his pain; they would not receive the pleasure of hurting him.
He consoled himself with the thought that they were dead men anyway as gas filled the chamber and his mind drifted off again.
The test subject was highly irregular. He was highly resistant to pain when conscious, even with his chakra reduced. When conscious, extreme injuries, including poison, could trigger some sort of transformation that healed all of his injuries and extended his right arm while shrinking his left. It manifested some sort of extreme strength in the right arm, as well- his entire time had looked at it and they still had no idea how it worked or any method of replicating the effect.
If such a thing could be implemented into the Iwa shinobi forces, they would rather easily win the war with Konoha. As such, the head scientists had delegated a few of the scientists under his command to studying the causes and effects of the transformation. The rest of his team, meanwhile, would move on to test some of the subject's other purported abilities.
Lighting him on fire for this experiment was the easy part. Triggering the homing fireballs without sacrificing men was harder, but the head scientist had asked for an automatic kunai launcher to mount on the wall and he had received one. Nodding to the scientist that was at the computer for the test, he had the on-hand ninja perform a fire jutsu and then he pressed the button that activated the launcher. Visually, what happened next was rather predictable. The subject began burning, and the kunai, upon hitting him, triggered a fireball that that returned the fire to the launcher and broke it off of the wall.
The subject remained aflame until another ninja cast a water jutsu on him. The lead scientist walked over to the underling that was manning the computer.
"Any changes?" he asked.
"Sir, his body temperature shot up from the flame but his life signs remained unaffected. Nothing changed when the fireball was triggered."
The head scientist cursed (internally, of course). How was he supposed to make any progress when almost nothing changed medically or chakra-wise when these abilities triggered? They weren't jutsu, they weren't directly caused by his body- how WERE they caused? Magic? This didn't make any sense.
The subject's axe stopped reappearing in his hands after all of the technology was stripped from his body, but these abilities did not stop working. How? The tech team was supposed to have some results with the devices in a few days, so the head scientist retained a feeble, unprofessional hope that that would shed some light on the problem.
The way things were going, the subject's abilities would not be able to be replicated for the Iwakagure army and he would have failed his country, as well as missing out on a bonus and fame. It was unacceptable! He was a distinguished scientist; he couldn't let some brute's strange powers mystify him.
Sighing, he gestured for another one-off kunai launcher to be mounted on the pristine, chakra-reinforced wall. It was time for another trial.
Madara was quite old at this point, and he knew that. He had lived a large number of years at this point. For a very long time, he thought that the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan would grant him immortality- that was earlier, when he could still be considered a foolish young and later middle-aged man. The Rinnegan didn't appear to do so either. But his graying hair and weakening muscles attested to the fact that that was most definitely not the case. He was going to die soon, but he had already accomplished much. He needed a successor to enact his plans. Good thing he had found Obito.
The young Uchiha was still defiant to him right now, but he knew that would change with time. He had restored the entire right side of his body, after all. The youngster owed him his life and his career. Once Obito was truly under his wing, then the Eye Moon Plan he had drafted up would have a real chance of being completed. He also had a preliminary objective in mind for his young pupil...
He saw the battle in which that strange, bestial man had gotten captured by Iwagakure forces. He seemed to be extremely sensitive to genjutsu- that was his downfall when he encountered a genjutsu specialist jounin. It was a short battle, but Madara had seen exactly what the man could do without that field of jutsu hindering him. It would be rather easy to implant Sharingan suggestions in his mind, to make him immune to other genjutsu while putting him under the control of Madara. Such a powerful tool could be put into excellent combat use. Of course, he would have to be taken from Iwa's control, but that was trivial.
Soon… soon, his plans would come to fruition. Soon enough, anyway. He would not live to see them, most likely, but Obito could later resurrect him with the Edo Tensei. The world would be his.
Obito was going to come back to him to learn the ways of the Sharingan, he knew. So Madara decided to leave Obito with White Zetsu for the time being. For now, he still had considerable power- it was time to put that to use in perhaps manipulating a certain prisoner for his own ends…
Iwakagure was losing the war. Minato had solidified his reputation as the Yellow Flash, taking down a huge number of shinobi using the Hiraishin. However, he was separated from his team and lost one of his students while he was fighting. Uchiha Obito was dead, and this was their first meeting together since the mission. He didn't feel the need to announce what both his students already knew, so he simply sat and watched their reactions.
Rim seemed lost. She likely didn't know what to do without Obito's exuberant mannerisms, without his constant requests for dates… she had lost a friend that she had mistreated in her lifetime, and probably felt guilty as hell. It was in her facial expressions. Obito had had a crush on her, and she continuously turned him down only to have him die like that. It was heartbreaking.
Kakashi was… broken. The boy blamed himself for what occurred with Obito, and it was clear that that was tearing him apart. The cold, aloof attitude that the boy had adopted would either drop or it would intensify. Minato certainly hoped it would not be the latter, as that would likely lead to the boy snapping later on. Just a Minato was about to say something, Kakashi spoke up.
"Sensei… what do I do? His death… it was all my fault."
Minato tried to assuage the boy. "It was not your fault, Kakashi. Stop. Obito sacrificed himself for the village, for you- he gave up his life to give you that Sharingan. Learn the lesson that he tried to teach you- to appreciate life and other poeple. The Will of Fire was strong in him, hopefully now you will take up that torch. "
He bent down to be eye level with the masked boy. "Life isn't just about getting strong, Kakashi. It's about the little things, things Obito knew how to appreciate. It's about your bonds with other people, ones you've been neglecting till now. Obito was a ninja, he knew he could die on that mission. But he wanted to give you some perspective before he passed away."
"Your father was a great man and shinobi, and when he saved his comrades instead of completing the
mission, it was the right thing to do. We are Konoha ninja, and we look after our own."
"Don't train any today, Kakashi. I don't want you to throw yourself into training instead of thinking this
over. Go home and do think it over- make sure you understand what exactly your teammate wanted to teach you."
"Rin, the same goes for you. Remember that he knew what he was going into when he went into the field,
and that casualties happen every day on the field of battle. Grieve for him, but don't let it consume you two."
Both of his students gave him a melancholy nod and went in their separate directions to their homes. They would recover with time, and if either of them needed a little push in the right direction, Minato would be there to give it. He was their sensei, and he would be there for them.
Hopefully they would recover soon, as it was likely Team Minato would be in action again soon, since the war was still on.
A few weeks later, a new development shook the lab. Strange purple metal was found outside of Iwakagure, that transferred a lot of foul chakra simply through physical contact. It took only a couple of days for the metal to be transferred from the chemistry labs to the human testing facility, to know what exactly the chakra could do.
They had all but given up working on replicating Cell 0351's test subjects' abilities. They knew what the abilities were, and how to trigger them- but actually HOW it happened, they had no idea. He simply showed no outward signs of how it happened, and the best thing to do was to control him- hence the cranial implants that would allow them to control his thoughts.
However, his regenerative capabilities made him the perfect test subject for what the purple metal could do. And it had a LOT of applications. It sped up tissue growth immensely- even without triggering his full restoration transformation, the subject's wounds closed up in a matter of minutes. His lifeforce was supercharged, nearly breaking the chakra restraining seals with the amount of chakra even a small amount of the metal provided. It was amazing.
Judging by how other ninjas reacted to it, the chakra it gave off was supercharged as well, increasing the potency of any jutsu that used it. The metal itself seemed to generate this strange chakra, and it did so no matter how many times it was split up. With the test subject experiencing no visible side effects, this could very well be the tool that Iwa needed to win the war against Konoha. Equipping their ninja armed forces with this would give all of them a large advantage in combat.
Plus, they had the test subject under control now. As soon as experimentation was done, they could send him out into the field in order to help slaughter the enemy. He was an S-rank combatant besides his weakness to genjutsu, and if deployed with ninja that could break genjutsu for him he would be a wrecking ball on the battlefield.
Even outnumbered, the Iwa ninja still had quite a bit of fight left in them. If they could combat the Yellow Flash, they would win- ninja clad in supercharged Earth Armor would likely be able to resist them. Or they could just deploy the test subject against Konoha's army and wait for the Yellow Flash to start the advance.
Overall, Iwa had its invasion force, and it was determined to win this war. Konoha couldn't stand a chance.
Iwas was on the brink of defeat when it happened- the Yellow Flash had made sure of that- and the Konoha army was already advancing miles into Earth Country, headed straight for Iwa itself.
It was Fugaku's shift when the attack began- he had seen the suddenly encroaching army and alerted his fellow soldiers. Everyone ogt ready- weapons were drawn, handseals were run through. Fugaku steeled himself for the attack ahead. There was no forward intel on this invasion force, but since there were far less men attacking this outpost then there were defending it, it was either a diversion or desperation attack. A messenger bird was sent, warning ahead of the skirmish about to ensue.
Unfortunately for Konoha, a skirmish it was not. Huge purple tidal waves of earth overthrew numerous camps that the frontline had enacted, killing dozens of ninja in the process. The Leaf nin did try to fight while they still had the numbers advantage, however, the combined might of supercharged Earth ninjutsu and a silent berserker pushed them back.
Krieg was cutting a line through the Konoha nin. Whoever fell got into range of axe swings was cleaved in two, their bloody chunks exploding and showering the surroundings with blood and gore. Distant targets that attempted to attack him met received an extremely fast exploding axe in return, which few of them managed to escape. Whenever enough projectiles hit Krieg, he merely transformed and continued swinging his axe. Taijutsu and kinjutsu specialists that foolishly thought they could take advantage of his one effective arm soon met their demise. The homing fireballs did their share of the killing, as well.
The most unnerving part about the entire ordeal was his pervasive silence. He did not scream, he did not grunt, he did not say anything as he massacred Leaf nin left and right. He dodged no projectiles, but even with multiple stab wounds and while aflame he said nothing. It was odd, such a massive beast of a man saying nothing while fighting.
Fugaku recognized the usual ambience of war. Screams of pain and clashing metal and the final sounds of dying men filled the air- the sounds of battle. It was a horrible thing. People died left and right, their bodies and severed limbs littering the battlefield and creating grisly obstacles for the still living. Blood was everywhere; it stained the ground, it stained the boides of the living and the dead, it stained the air with its scent, and it would continue to stain the minds of the survivors long after the battle was over.
Fugaku's sharingan recognized the flying axe headed directly for his head. He ducked down and rolled forward, allowing it to just barely pass over his head and explode harmlessly behind him. Well, he thought it was harmlessly, until the scream of a ninja who had been behind him rung in his ears. Damn, that was close.
The silent monstrosity was coming for him. It was certainly a sight to behold. It was thoroughly drenched and dripping in the blood of those had gotten into swinging distance of its axe, bits of organs decorating its skin in several areas. A little bit of brain matter, even, was left on the strange metallic weapon that it wielded. Still the man remained eerily quiet. It was time to get away- Fugaku doubted he could handle the thing by himself, and everyone else was already beginning to realize the value of a retreat scenario.
The Uchiha just barely managed to dodge another axe by dodging to the side, this time the monster being close enough for the explosion to send him sprawling to the ground instead of rolling. He managed to get up before an Iwa ninja blew up his head with a flying rock while he was incapacitated. Growling to himself and honestly frightened of the monster of a man that had apparently set its sights on killing him, he used the Phoenix Flower jutsu to cover his escape.
In a few minutes, the front line was broken and the Konoha army was ordered into full retreat. Several jutsu were flung to cover their escape, but they were canceled out by the odd-but–powerful purple jutsu that Iwa ninja flung in return. Many Konoha ninja simply couldn't get away and were cut down by Krieg or more Iwa ninja. Would any of them be able to get away at all?
Fugaku wasn't going to die here. He was the Uchiha prodigy, damnit! He was next in line to inherit the clan! He had to become the next Hokage, to put the Uchiha back in their rightful place as the rulers of Konohagakure, ahead of inferior clan and civilian family ninja. He had too much ahead of him to lose it all now.
Making eye contact with the berserker, he cast a genjutsu on him that would make friend look like foe. He doubted that his target would be able to ever break it on his own. The berserker immediately turned on the Iwa ninja closest to him, cutting down the fellow with one fell swoop and blowing the bloody chunks that used to be a person in every direction.
Confusion immediately started running its course in the Iwa ranks. Fugaku smiled. Was that all that was necessary to turn the battle around? He used his Sharingan eyes to dodge another purple spear of earth and impaled the sender through the eye with a kunai. His work here was done. He went off to join the retreat.
One of the jounin assigned to watch over Krieg saw exactly what had happened, and the seeds of chaos it was sowing in the Iwa ranks. The S-rank beast was supposed to be on their side, and the slaughter machine randomly switching allegiances nearly broke the spirit of the Iwa ninja. The perpetrator of this, the Uchiha that had cast the genjutsu, had fled- while normally the jounin would be happy to chase after him and put an end to another Uchiha, he had bigger fish to fry right now. This was going to be dangerous.
Carefully maneuvering around the beast as to not make a sound and stepping over the pieces of human flesh littering the battleground, the jounin managed to reach the beast's side without alerting him. He placed his hands on the beasts' body and broke the genjutsu just as the beast killed an Iwa chuunin. Because of this, the Iwa jounin did not get much of a chance to celebrate his success- the explosion of blood that the chuunin turned in to destroyed the jounin in short order.
But he had done his job, and now Krieg was under full control of the implants again. The raid commander stopped the confusion within the ranks with one barked order, and the clearing was silent for the first time since the battle began.
"The monster has been put under control once more. Press on and use your metal, our orders are that none of the Konoha ninja escape."
All of the ninja present reached into their pouches to receive another power boost from the strange purple metal. It was time to hunt themselves some Leaf nin.
Fugaku and the surviving Konohagakure ninja were all on their way back to their village and safety when the ground began to shake. A gigantic purple wall of Earth sprung up in front of them, blocking the path forward. Fugaku cursed. How the hell did the Iwa ninja catch up to them? How the hell did they make a wall that huge?
None of the hastily thrown jutsu by the Leaf nin could put a sizable dent in the wall, so most of them did the only thing they could at that point- start running up the wall to get away from their pursuers.
The Earth nin, though, were prepared. Traveling underground and sinking into the wall, they began to pull their unsuspecting victims into the dirt, trapping them there. A secondary set of ninja pursued directly up the wall, executing the unfortunate Leaf nin that had gotten ensnared in the Underground Decapitation jutsu.
Then Krieg arrived, and the opposing ninja's chances of escape disappeared. The thrown axes were deadly accurate and almost impossible to dodge. Fugaku lifted his eyes in order to perhaps cast another genjutsu on the berserker in a vain hope to escape, but what greeted him was a thrown axe far too close in his face to dodge. Fugaku watched in desperation as the axe, moving in slow motion, approached his body, right up until the point where it pierced his skull and scattered the contents back down onto the Earth.
Fugaku, the Uchiha prodigy, was now dead.
The battle was lost, and the tables of the war had turned.
Within the Hokage's office, the Sandaime rubbed his temples in frustration. What was going on?! First, a massive base of operations from which the march on Iwa was to be made from had disappeared. The only clue was a messenger pigeon sent to another nearby outpost warning of a small attacking party onto their position. Iwa shouldn't have the men or resources to orchestrate an attack of the magnitude that could come close to destroying that camp.
Then, apparently, that "small force" that had killed a huge number of Konoha ninja began to march on Konoha itself. That was, needless to say, extremely dangerous. All available ninja were recalled and sent to stop the incursion, but they were all repelled. The last party to attack the Iwa ninja had a survivor, though, and he wrote a report of what he had seen. The Sandaime reviewed it again.
The large group of ninjas this chuunin was a part of had attacked the enemy using the element of surprise to great effect, managing to eliminate almost the entirety of the rear guard of the enemy. From there, though, the Iwa ninja reached into their pouches and started casting inexplicably strong jutsu, ripping through the Konoha ranks and overpowering them with a barrage of ninjutus. Almost as bad, the monster that had been sighted causing lots of death in Kusa had somehow been converted to join Iwa's army. Minato had previously reported that that was an impossible task!
Gritting his teeth in frustration, the most powerful man in the Village Hidden in the Leaves issued an order for all his ANBU to deploy pigeons to all available nearby outposts- they would organize a defense of Konoha, and damnit if they weren't going to succeed. Perhaps Iwa had found some strange power that they would try to carry them into winning the war, but what they didn't have was the Will of Fire. Konoha would endure.
It only took a few days for the battle of Konoha to begin in earnest. It was unlike any other invasion the village had ever experienced. The walls, which Konoha put so much stock in, were broken by but a few jutsu from the relatively small force of Iwa ninja. They poured into the city, all supporting the berserker with instant genjutsu breaking and very powerful ninjutsu support. The enemy moved as one, making it vulnerable enough for area of effect jutsu, but the few that were fired off did not do much damage since almost all of the enemy were utilizing some sort of Earth armor technique.
Like the battles that preceded it, the battle of Konoha started out as a one-sided slaughter. Unable to truly damage the Iwa ninja, the Konoha ninja flung ineffectual jutsu after jutsu at them. Those attempting to close the distance in order to use taijutsu on the group soon found themselves on the receiving end of the berserker's axe. The Iwa ninja left a trail of blood and destruction in their wake, but they were careful not to damage any structures unnecessarily- after all, this was a war of conquest, not destruction.
Minato and the Hokage joined the battle soon enough, and that changed the game entirely. The HOkage's opening ninjutsu were strong enough to break through the front line of the enemy, killing quite a few of the unprepared enemy. A second assault from the Hokage found its way to the silent berserker, who was sent flying into a local restaurant. Good thing the civilians were all underground, Konoha having anticipated this attack.
Minato began peppering the area with Hiraishin kunai, preparing for another bout of teleportation like he did in the battle that earned him the title of the Yellow Flash. He would need the Rasengan for this, obviously; the armor of the enemy was too thick for Minato to simply slit the throat of the enemy like he did in that first battle.
What Minato couldn't understand, however, was why Krieg was fighting on the Earth nin's side, and why he was silent. After all, the inner voice that the man seemed to possess appeared to be trustworthy, and wouldn't turn on the promise he had made. The bloodthirsty side, of course, didn't care what it slaughtered. Why wasn't it attacking its allies?
And why was Krieg silent? All of the times that Minato had seen him fight, the man was very loud- he screamed nonsense and death threats at the top of his lungs while in combat, accompanied by a symphony of screams and cackling. Here, he was utterly silent even as he slaughtered his foes. Minato decided to call out to him.
"Krieg, what are you doing? Why are you fighting Konoha nin?"
Predictably, Krieg made no effort to respond. Minato narrowed his eyes. The man was clearly under the effect of some sort of genjutsu or other method of mind control. Minato supposed he wouldn't mind having to kill him.
Other Konoha nin now were joining the struggle now that the two most powerful men in the village were fighting. An intense battle ensued, with the Hokage flinging jutsu after jutsu at individual enemies, picking them off. Minato began using Hiraishin to teleport between eneies, using Rasengan to pierce their chests before moving on to the next one. The new arrivals of Konoha ninja did their best to assist, as well. The numbers of the enemy were starting to dwindle drastically.
Then Kreig with one massive arm re-entered the battle with a massive leap to Minato's head, which the latter Hiraishined out of. It was time to see if he could actually beat the seemingly indestructible monster.
The Tsuchikage, Oonoki, knew that the initial assault would probably fail. He had organized the rest of his men (those who had not participated in the initial metal-fueled charge) and followed those who had. When they quietly arrived, they saw the Earth and Leaf nin locked in mortal combat, and the Hokage now resorting to using his staff to beat back the monster they had counted on to be the center of the assault. Very unfortunately, it seemed the Yellow Flash was there as well, wreaking havoc among his troops with that damnable Hiraishin.
Oonoki commanded his men to attack while he himself hid, readying a Dust Release spear. Soon, he would impale either the Hokage or the Yellow Flash- one of them would fall to it, and which one would would be determined by whoever presented the first opportunity.
The opportunity presented itself a few seconds later as the Hokage locked his staff in a struggle stop the monster's axe from reaching his body. Oonoki saw the Hokage's muscles tense as the Sandaim prepared to jump back and probably cast a jutsu. Carefully calculating the trajectory of the jump, Oonoki sent the spear flying.
Minato had just eviscerated another Earth ninja when he noticed exactly what just happened. He nearly got his head cut off from the shock of seeing his Hokage pierced through the chest with a strange sort of spear. He recognized that spear- it was made of Dust Release, by now only wielded by the Tsuchikage. Minato didn't have to think or grieve- he had to stop his troops from breaking rank and running as soon as they saw their fallen Kage.
"Keep fighting everyone! The Hokage may have fallen, but we can still protect our home! Remember the Will of Fire!"
Minato's hastily thrown-together words fell on deaf ears as Krieg recovered and blew open the incapacitated Hokage with his axe. The Leaf ninja broke rank and ran into the city streets, and instantly Minato knew that the battle was lost.
Kushina had not arrived yet- Minato had to go get her. While he would give his life for his village, he knew that there was nothing more he could do with both Krieg and the Tsuchikage there to reinforce the assault alongside fresh troops.
Minato tried not to think about the implications of this as he Hiraishin'ed away. He had not given up on his village, not by a long shot, he told himself…
The battle of Konoha would take another several hours as shinobi attempted to fight off the invading army in their streets. Several of the village's more prominent ninja would attempt to mount ever more desperate defenses alongside their allies- not all fought bravely, but the village was lost either way.
Konoha had been captured.
