Ch. 4

Something I forgot to mention, this story was originally called Red Cloud Regime, for those that may not know, but thanks to Lord-of-Change for the better title! Sorry I forgot to mention it sooner

Also, from this point on, I'm using the Japanese name for Pein's Deva path abilities, it just sounds cooler, and the translation is just the english dub name instead of actual translation

Hidden Rain, South Sudan, Africa

Pain sat upon a black metallic throne as a group of spies were placed in front of him. There were seven of them, some sent by powerful countries, others working for a specific organization *cough* League of Shadows *cough*.

There was a spy from America, Russia, China, England, and one from France...Each country a permanent member of the UN security council. The other three were known associates of the Shadows, Cheshire, Hook, and
Alpha... He did his research, he knew who his enemies were.

They were all sent by different people, but had the same objective. Obtain the secrets of chakra. That was what everyone wanted from them. Not a single attempt to infiltrate his lands had been successful, yet they continued to send their spies after him.

He usually rendered them unconcious and sent them home, they never learned anything that wasn't common knowledge to his people and rumors spread by word of mouth to other countries. This was the third time this week that he had received reports of a failed infiltration attempt...and it was only wednesday.

He was debating whether or not to kill them and ship back their mutilated corpses to get his point across, before he settled on something less extreme.

"Demonic Illusion: Hell Viexing Technique." Pain murmered as he flashed through the proper hand-seals. In three seconds, the government agents started gasping and trembling. In six, some of them started to cry while others cursed. The Shadows fared a little better, but only a little. Within one minute, each infiltrator had passed out from the basic genjutsu.

He didn't know who saw what, but he knew that it would leave a lasting impression on them. He made them experiance their greatest fears, something that would have taken down most of the shinobi of the Elemental Nations...if it wasn't such an easily detectable, and breakable, genjutsu.

He signaled for the chunin that were on stand-by to take the agents and send them home while he went to his office to attend to his paperwork...now he understood why there was so much war back home, there was so much more paperwork in times of peace, as there wasn't time for such a thing while battles were being fought just out of sight of the village.

Just as he was about to resign himself to the endless battle of ink, formality, and carpal tunnel syndrome, there was a knock on his door.

"Enter." He said, pleased at the interruption. His mood only improved when he saw that it was Amir and the three chunin he had taken with him that entered the room...soon followed by a large mexican man in a wrestling mask that he had been hoping to speak too. A smile made its way across his face as he quickly made a shadow clone to do his paperwork while...he...

Pain froze in stunned realization, as did his clone. Then-

"COUNTLESS HOURS WASTED!" He yelled as he punched his shadow clone with all his might and ran his hands through his hair. he quickly calmed himself and created another clone...he would fret about this later.

"My apologies, I just had an epiphany about something that has been a thorn in my side for some time now." Pain said as he looked over his shinobi, who, while surprised, did not react much to the outburst. Many knew he hated the paperwork he had to do, though only the Akatsuki realized the true depth of his hatred for his greatest nemesis.

"Bane, thank you for aggreeing to meet with me on such short notice."

"And thank you for helping me get my factory back." The large man replied respectfully.

"Of course. Now, the reason I wish to speak with you is because you are a gifted chemist, as shown by your creation of Venom, and I was hoping that you would be willing to use your talents to benefit my people. I can provide nearly anything you may require and am willing to offer you a rather luxurious home here in Ame (Rain) as well as allow you to use my ports to move shipments of Venom, so long as they don't go anywhere that it is considered an illegal substance." Pain offered. "And, so long as you remain in my lands, the Justice League cannot touch you. Part of their charter with the United Nations is that if a country does not want them to intervene, their hands are tied."

"What exactly do you need me to do?" Bane asked.

"This..." Pain began as he took a small, round object out of a pocket in his robes, "...is a soldier pill. I want you to see if there is a way to improve upon it. While the effects are similar to an adrenaline boost as far as somewhat enhanced strength, speed, reflexes, etcetera, it also comes with the negative side effects similar to the aftermath of a caffeine rush. Jitters, headaches, exhaustion, mild muscle twitches...Venom has no such side effects, once you run out, you're back to normal, so long as you don't use too much at once." The god-like shinobi explained.

"If you can't do anything with this, I'm sure my scientists could use your help some of their other projects."

"You've got a deal." Bane replied. It was nice that someone finally acknowledged his intelligence. He was smart, very smart, almost genius-level smart, but when compared to Batman...he made a lot of people look dumb in comparison. There conversation would have continued, had a chunin not appeared in the room with a Body-flicker.

"Leader, I have grave news." The shinobi declared, his voice slightly muffled by his face-mask...it wasn't part of the uniform, but a lot of his shinobi wore them, probably something to do with this world's idea of a ninja...which was fairly similar to the Anbu of the Elemental Nations...weird...

"Speak." The ripple-eyed shinobi commanded. They didn't interrupt him unless it was important...very important.

"China has declared war against us." He stated.

"...Are you positive?" Pain asked, a feeling of dread settling in his stomach.

"They launched an air raid against one of our cities in Syria." He said, his head bowed in grief. "Less than a quarter of the people there survived, and nearly a fifth of that number are shinobi. We've evacuated the survivors to one of the more militarized cities in the country, and we've sent word to all of our forces to be on alert." He continued. "We managed to down a few of their aircraft, but...I'm sorry, Leader."

"You have nothing to apologize for, chunin." Pain assured. "Amir, you are in charge while I'm gone, have our agents in Beijing pull out of the city. I'm going to remind them just who they are dealing with." He declared as he made a single handseal and closed his eyes.

In the center of Beijing, China

The citizens of Beijing were having a rather uneventful day. That was the case until a massive shadowy figure appeared in the center of the city. The only clear feature that could be made out on the flickering figure was the purple eyes with a number of rings around the pupil. They were eyes that all knew of, but few had seen in person outside of Africa. They were the fabled Eyes of Pain, as the majority of the world new them.

"People of Beijing, I am Pain and I have a message for you. Your leader has dared to declare war against me and my people. For this transgression, and the deaths of my people, I shall make an example of your city. If you wish to survive, you will all be gone by dawn tomorrow." The apparition declared, speaking in perfect Chinese, before it flickered and disappeared.

For a moment, all was still and silent...then there was chaos.

Hidden Rain

Pain opened his eyes and let out a breath. He didn't have to warn them, he didn't have to wait until tomorrow to attack. He was allowing the civilians to leave, he gave them an opportunity to simply leave the town empty and allow it to be destroyed with no lives lost. He knew there would be soldiers and machines and possibly heroes that tried to stop him. Those that did...they would know Pain.

The next day, Beijing

Play "Pein's Theme OST"

The sky was hidden by clouds, and rain fell heavily as Pain hovered in the air while he observed the battallion of soldiers and their tanks that thought they could stop him. He was too high up for anyone to get a decent shot from their positions, and they knew it. No one was trying to shoot him. There was, however, one hero that was staring at him from his own place in the sky. He didn't recognize him, but he looked Indian, actual Indian, not Native American.

"Whoever you are, leave now and tell the soldiers to do the same. There will be nothing left when I am done." Pain declared as two more pairs of arms emerged from his cloak and he formed three different handseals, one for each pair of hands.

"I'm not leaving, and they won't either. I'm going to stop you!" The young man declared as he shot forth through the air and reared his arm back for a hay-maker. Pain merely raised one hand, breaking the handseal it was previously in, and said two words.

"Shinra Tensei (Almighty Push)" He said in a monotone voice. There wasn't much power behind it, not by his standards. It was essentially the equivalent of a light backhand compared to what he was capable of. It was enough to make him cough up blood from internal bleeding and go flying for several dozen yards before he started losing altitude. Once five seconds had passed, Pain once again used his six arms to make three handseals and looked to the sky.

"Tengai Shinsei." He said as he flew off into the distance so he didn't get hit by his own attack. The soldiers on the ground could only watch as they saw a massive meteorite break through the clouds, clearly on a collision course with the city. They broke from their stupor when one of the tanks fired a shell at the massive space rock in the sky.

As one, they fired their bullets, shells, and rockets into the meteor in a vain attempt to destroy it, despite the fact they knew it was useless. As the cracks of gunfire and explosions of rockets was soon replaced by the clicking of empty weapons, their death drew nearer by the second. By this point, they could no longer see the sky when they looked up, but in the east, they could just see the sun rising before they were crushed underneath countless tons of rock...the meteor covered less than a third of the city, but the force of the impact was such that the city was nothing more than ruins once the dust settled.

As the sun rose, Pain looked directly at the destruction he had wrought. No one had ever asked exactly what he was the god of, despite polytheism not being uncommon. He was the god of pain, suffering, loss, and hardship. Whether he endured or inflicted these things was up for debate, but in his mind, he did both. He had told the hero to leave, and his warning had been ignored. He had told the people of Beijing that there would be nothing left once he was done, and still soldiers had tried to stop him. They had been warned, and they had not listened.

Some may wonder how he could live with himself, knowing that he had killed as many as he had, and destroyed the homes of those that had fled the day before. He took solace in one fact: The lives he had taken were fewer than those that he had lost, and those whose homes were destroyed, they were still alive. He had given warning, and they had not. They had brough death and suffering to his people.

For that, they would know Pain.

Within twenty-four hours of this event, China gave their unconditional surrender to the God of Pain

And done...Sorry about the wait, hope the chapter was worth it, and the reason the JL didn't get involved was because, at least in my story, their charter with the UN prohibits them from interfering in matters of war. This was war.