Strategies
Once the meteors wiped away Konohagakure, the Knight Order took that as a signal to make their move. The soldiers hidden all around the five nations attacked each unsuspecting Kage using the new technology given unto them. The Hokage was presumed dead, the Tsuchikage was murdered, and the Mizukage was imprisoned. The Kazekage, Gaara, fended off the attack with the help of a strange man that is now known as the Kazekage's right hand. The Raikage, Killer Bee, was nowhere to be found during the attack and was captured in a forest in the northeast near the corpses of two Akatsuki member and taken to a tower prison in what is now Teito.
Gaara had since fortified his defenses with any stragglers of Konoha or mercenaries looking to overthrow the deeply corrupt government that now ruled more than eighty percent of the Five Great Shinobi Nations. This earned Sunagakure's rebellion the simple title: "Suna Rebellion". A small team was formed in order to free the captured Raikage, in order to aquire a larger force to move on the city and free the survivors of the disaster now dubbed by civilians as: "Meteorfall".
"Please do not make any rash moves without my order." Gaara paced back and forth while ordering the three ninja in front of him. The sand created room around them was jam packed with computers and engineers, it was the headquarters of the rebellion all cleverly hidden in the walls of the Kazekage's mansion. "Remember to check in to HQ every twelve hours so I know you haven't been compromised."
The three in front of him were more than just random ninja, they were the best he could spare and most, dear allies: Kankuro, Rock Lee, and a female jonin named Shiori Noroma. Lee perceived Gaara's true worries the moment he started to speak. "Do not worry. I will not allow anything to happen to us until I have saved each person those demons took. All of us will survive..."
Gaara took a deep breath. "Of course. I guess I truly am too young to control an army with these easily accessible emotions. Hrm...please remember to return as fast as possible, time is a major factor in this situation. No telling when the empire will take the opportunity to attack us."
"Of course Gaara." Kankuro promised. "Just don't worry. The three of us are probably stronger than half their army."
The sand wall behind them sizzled as a person past into the command room from outside. It was the one who aided Sunagakure in stopping the assault made by the hidden forces twenty days ago. His face hidden by a white cloth wrap leaving only his ominous red eyes to be seen and wore a standard Sand Jonin outfit with a flak jacket, this person was unidentifiable by name. People took it amongst themselves to name him: "The Strategist", for his strategies during the attack of the Order, but Gaara prefered "Muhai".
"What is it, Muhai?" Gaara tried to make eye contact with him as the man rushed toward the Kazekage.
"The empire has begun to move. In the few places to hide in the desert around us it seems they found some hiding spots. Do you mind if I put a stop to their spying while leaving one?" Muhai turned around and left as he was answered.
"...Hmm...have one survivor to send a message... Just make sure the survivor isn't loyal enough to keep attacking." Gaara moved his attention back to the squad. "Now as for you guys, remember to keep hidden and only injure those asking."
"Lord Kazekage, we will succeed in rescuing Lord Raikage at all costs. Please forget about us until our return." The female Jonin, Shiori, bent down on one knee then stood up and the three left the Headquarters after one last goodbye.
Shiori was very attractive to most men's eyes. Her medium length brown hair was tied up in a ponytail, her eyes glimmered a bright blue and her outfit was the type that made a man want to see more, an altered Jonin outfit with no sleeves, a "V" shape cut on the neck, and rather short shorts. During the Fourth Great Ninja War, she saved her squad from the false Zetsu, despite only Naruto being able to see through them. She is an ideal female ninja to all of Sunagakure.
Rock Lee, Kankuro, and Shiori hopped across building all around them toward the gate. Shiori looked at them. "According to our spies, the Raikage is being held in a small prison tower on the northeastern side of town. No doubt he is under twenty-four hour surveillance. What's the plan?"
Kankuro scratched his black hair under the cat-eared cap on his head. "I don't know... I'm better with the action parts. Maybe disguising one of my puppets as a guard and using his gadgets to unlock the cell?"
The idea was set aside in Shiori's mind as a possibility. "Lee? What do you think?"
The words flew into his ears and failed to hit his mind. Lee was engulfed in thought from what happened in Konohagakure. The scene replayed over and over in his head. His discovery of the somehow unscathed body of Might Guy in the ruins of the village changed him on the inside. With his allies for comfort, it ate away at him. "Oh... Did you say something?"
"Shi-hit, get your mind in the game, this is serious," Kankuro scolded his younger peer. He reached into a small pouch on his back and shuffled through five small scrolls then pulled out one. "I think the covert slash decoy plan is great. Crow would be the right choice."
"I will take out one of the guards and you can use your puppet to take it's place." Shiori paused for any commentation.
"Wait wait wait... I just thought that if one of us could take the place of the guards instead..." Kankuro laughed to cover up the stupidity of such a simple hole in the plan.
Shiori shook her head left to right. "Not exactly... You forget to take into account the level of our opponent. They may uncover our ploy and take him or uh her captive, if they find a puppet then there are no secrets revealed about the rebellion. I just thought you realized that already..."
Kankuro ignored the last remark and they proceeded out of Sunagakure, the wind was strangely calm for being in such a place during the fall. It was more than ominous to Rock Lee, but maybe it was only the ruined emotions that affected his intuition.
During the same moment the Suna team left to the northeast for Teito, Muhai purposely came along a group of ten soldiers behind a small hill of sand to the east of the village. These warriors were half of the spies sent to garner information, the others were not far to the south.
"Damn... Where in the hell did you come from?" The lone remaining survivor of the ten asked the enemy in front of him. The other nine were scattered around him, motionless. Expecting no answer, he continued. "You're not gonna kill me... I have seen this plan before. I guess I was lucky you chose me to sur—"
Muhai closed his deep red eyes as the soldier fell over while struggling for air. "Don't you think I know about the other squad? Rest in peace." On that lie, the air around him rippled and he vanished.
Moments later, he reappeared in the middle of the other soldier's camp. This surprise left many of them defenseless. One of the armored knights pulled a silver blade from a browm sheath on his side. The handle was bent down so when he held the blade up, it pointed at Muhai. Atop the blade was a silver slim barrel attached tightly on the back edge. "Interesting," he commented.
"You must've not seen what we can do now." The knight wrapped his pointer around a small curved trigger at the top of the handle and pulled it back. Not even a second had passed and Sand ninja fell forward with a grunt.
"A...projectile? Heh, got it," Muhai whispered. "It's like a crossbow but much faster."
"I guess you could say that..." A dark smile stretched across his mouth. His finger squeezed the trigger and a barrage of metal pellets dug into Muhai's chest, blood sprayed from the wounds as he dropped into the warm sand. "The Ganburēdo is known by us as gun-blades. The barrel on the edge is filled with a silver bullet and by pulling this trigger, it activates another trigger that forces the ammo out at high speeds. This small box attached to the blunt side has nineteen more inside and if I keep the trigger pressed for about two seconds then a new bullet replaces the old and the inside trigger starts to move automatically as a chain reaction. Well in a nutshell... And it's all thanks to that bastard Jastin."
"Da-Damn... Sh...it..." Muhai coughed up huge amounts of blood. "Bad...gamble..."
"Now die." The knight pointed the blade down at him. "Foolish Sand ninja." A bullet exploded out of the barrel. From behind, a hand wrapped around the knight's helmet and crushed in his skull. Crimson Blood and white bones splashed onto the floor as the man's body plopped down in a pile of his own mush.
Muhai laughed while he put his foot on the body."Heheheh... I can't die. Not with my abilities; I may as well be a goddamn god. Eh... Oh crap, I was supposed to leave a survivor." He checked the nearest dead bodies for a sign of life. "Ah... A survivor."
"P-Please don't kill me..." One of the knights with severe internal wounds that faked had being dead cried for his life. "Aghh... Oh god please..."
"Calm down. It's your lucky day. Run back to your master and tell what I alone am capable of." Muhai waved his hand across the dying soldier and he was fully cured of any wounds. "Go..." The man ran off as fast as he could while removing articles of armor to escape with as much speed as possible. Muhai snorted with a sigh. "Time to return to Lord Kazekage, there is no way I can let Jakob rule this world. We will destroy him and his order."
