Chapter 1-

The March of the White X's

The man with the White X gloves jumped down from the rooftops, and quickly ducked into an alley. He pressed the microphone to a small radio headset to his mouth, saying, "You ready, Ayame?"

"You got it, Karken." She responded. A girl ducked in another alley across the lot of the Hokage's mansion was hiding in the shadows, eying down the mansion. "So what's the plan, again?" She asked. She was blonde, with a long-sleeved black shirt, with a long blade attached to either sleeve, a black mask with the White "X" on it, and black pants and ninja boots. She bore a headband of the Village Hidden in the Sand, also broken in half vertically.

"We are to rush in, eliminate the guards as quickly and silently as possible. When all the guards have been eliminated, we shall move in and eliminate the Hokage himself." Karken replied.

"Ah, but I thought the Hokage was a woman?" A rather rough voice came over the radio. "That's what my sources tell me."

"Can it, Kraig." Karken said. "She may be a female, but nonetheless, she must be eliminated."

"All right, all right . . ." Kraig said. He also wore a simple outfit, simply a black tank top, pants, and shoes, a slender but firm build, and he could be seen bearing a strange set of eyes that were clearly some sort of kekki-genkai. Let it also be noted that he has long, white hair, and two small scythes that were chained together by the handles buckled to his back. His white "X" was on the back of his shirt, and his headband bore half the symbol of the Village Hidden in the Leaves. "Ah, what it's like to be home again." He said with a chuckle.

A sharp sigh could be heard, as a soft, yet sinister voice said. "Ay, keep it down, Kraig!" This one had medium-length, silver hair, just long enough to cover his eyes, and he wore a more decorative robe, adorned with several of the White X's. A crystalline blue set of three extremely large claws emerged from the right sleeve of his robe. "You'll give us away, man!" His headband was on his left sleeve, bearing half the symbol of the Village Hidden in the Rocks.

"How about all of you just shut your traps! Especially you, Kenshi!" Karken said into the radio.

"Yeah, yeah . . ."

"Okay, is everyone ready?" Karken asked

"Ready!"

"I guess . . ."

"Whatever . . ."

"All right, move out!" He said sharply as the four moved in on the mansion from the North (Ayame), South (Karken), West (Kraig), and East (Kenshi). Karken dashed back and forth to both feet. As he began to pick up momentum, his image started to blur as he dashed for the guards out front. He had two kunai ready, and before they knew it, they were in the guards' sides. Karken stopped his dash in a crouched position. "Ah, the smell of blood . . ." He looked up as he heard Ayame grunt with pain from the other side. He sneered. "No time." He began his dash again as he ran for the building.

Kraig walked nonchalantly toward the west side of the building, unbuckling the scythes from his back. "Let's do this." He said quietly to himself. A small flank of about five guards dashed toward him, and as they reached a good position, the began hurling kunai and shuriken at him, which he dodged with clearly no effort. One which was aimed right between his eyes, he deflected with one scythe while he swung the other on the chain at and through the torsos of his opponents. "Piece of cake."

Karken walked through the gate and entered the building. He radioed to the others, "Move in." He walked up the stairs to the Hokage's quarters, and kicked down the door. He looked around the room to see no one there. "Damn!" He shouted, slamming his fist on the desk as he passed by it. "There's no one here!" He growled to himself as Kraig entered the room.

"No luck? What a shame. You really think that we can kill a Village's Kage?"

"I know we can!" Karken growled, as the other two walked in the room. Karken looked around the room, then shouted, "Move out! The Hokage is to be found and executed! Now go!" The others all exited the building as Karken stood there, thinking to himself, Where could she have gone? She couldn't have gotten to far . . . After a few moments, he jumped out the window behind him and dashed off into the distance.