Pain Killer

by B1ue Ange1s

Death always seemed to follow Nagato. From his family, to his friends, and especially to his enemies. But now it seems to have found him trapped between life and death and offered a deal to both make his sensei and fellow student proud but also make amends with himself. And all he has to do is do what he did best, bring peace through Pain. Besides this world has it coming.

4. Chapter 4

I do not own Naruto or Akame ga Kill!

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

"Dark Character Speech or Technique"

'Dark Character Thoughts'

Killing for the First Time

Almost a week had passed since around thirty bodies were found in the northern quarter of the Capital. And at the moment some of the most important and greatest generals, admirals, and other members of the Imperial military happened to have just exited a meeting that was called in order to discuss the current standing of the war with the Revolution and what would be done to deal with them.

And in this meeting the blame for the attack resulting in a large number of corpses had easily rested on the shoulders of Night Raid. Easily one of the greatest threats facing the Empire today, but even after the meeting was released the reward increased for any information of Night Raid one man was not convinced that they were to blame.

"I'm telling you Budo, Night Raid most likely wasn't the culprit of the attack last week. Believe me I know their style, their MO this wasn't them. Best case we are looking at something random never to happen again, or worst case there is a new player in the Capital. But damn it man we won't know until you let me investigate. " A man in a rather clean pressed black suit addressed the highest-ranking general in the Empire.

The man himself looked quite young and stood at about 5'6 had a somewhat thin frame about him and ghostly pale skin with dirty blonde hair left down into a small ponytail, with the left eye covered by a simple black eye patch while the right eye shined with a brilliant ruby red that did nothing to hide a gaze full of both curiosity and a scary amount of intelligence. His clothes consisted of a neatly pressed pitch-black suit with matching slacks, shoes, and even gloves with the only two different colors being his bright red undershirt and tie which he'd loosened after leaving the meeting.

Budo on the other hand, a man of about forty felt like as if he was a hundred at the moment, stood at 6'3 and packed with a copious amount of muscle. He had a tanned complexion blonde hair and blue eyes. He currently wore a dark grey suit of armor, white pants and a red cloak. Curiously his shoulder guards seemed to be much larger than any other part of his armor.

Sighing the great general looks to the shorter man who happened be only ten years his junior, "I've told you once and I'll tell you again Director, this has already been discussed now drop it. There is already an investigation going on at the moment involving the incident. Besides your priorities should be placed into the assignment I've given you." The general says to the Director.

"And let Honest destroy evidence about how badly he fucked up? No thanks. Besides two of my operatives have already been deployed." Budo sighs and rubs his nose, "If you already had men on it, then why did you bother asking if you're just going to send them anyways?"

The Director did nothing but smile at the general, "It is better to ask for forgiveness rather than ask for permission when it comes to you general. Besides my work speaks for itself, and my operatives are boasting an almost spotless record for the past three years. So please just take a page from that fat pig's book and sweep this under the rug for now."

The larger man gives him a mixture of a deadpan and a halfassed glare, "I swear Himitsu, you and your division will be the death of me." Budo says as the two of them arrive to a branching hallway in the gigantic castle that was the Emperor's palace.

Nodding to one another they part ways. Walking into his office Himitsu sees a young woman in a similarly professional suit only without a tie and a white undershirt instead of red with dark brown hair and dark green eyes waiting for him with a large set of files already waiting for him on his desk.

"Here are the files you've requested sir." She says in a neutral tone as the Director sits at his desk and sighs a long heavy sigh.

"Well I must say, Rogue and Hornet work rather quickly don't they?" The woman nods to him without saying a word and walks over to the small table against the wall with five bottles of dark colored alcohol and two glasses beside them.

"Oh what to have today? Perhaps the bourbon? No wait, surprise me I guess?" He says as he opens down the first of the files on his desk. Holding out his hand the woman hands him the glass and he calmly takes a sip. "Damn that's good stuff. So have you read over the reports?" He asks out loud.

She shakes her head.

"Well fine then seems as if I'm going to have to do it all myself, here's to another all nighter." He says casually before throwing back the rest of his drink and cracking his fingers.

"Let's get to work then shall we?"

With Nagato and Crew

It had now been nine whole days since the small three-man group had left the Capital leaving a small trail of corpses in their wake, and at the moment the three of them were resting at a small town near the southeastern part of Imperial territory. Recollecting themselves and looking to Nagato as he was at this point the man with the plans for the three of them.

"So? What happens now? We're pretty much wanted men in the Capital or at least I am, not sure about you two?" Cecchino says to the two other member of the party.

Ieyasu rolling his eyes at the sniper looks to him again, "Wow thanks for the news flash. Its not like we figured that out when the two of you killed close to three dozen people!" The younger brown-haired boy quietly yells to the charismatic sniper.

Only to get a single raised finger from said sniper.

Nagato shakes his head at the two of them, "Moving past that we need to keep moving just in case the Capital has sent people to pursue us. Cecchino do you know the area?" Nagato asks the more experienced of his two subordinates.

"Well as it is being in the Scouting Legion does have its perks. And luckily for our little group one of those perks does indeed include a lot of traveling. I was posted not too far from here in an Imperial port town, to the southeast of here maybe four days walk. There should a village a little bit past the halfway point that we can camp there maybe and plan from there if we need. Careful though the port city is the second largest city the Empire has under their control, well third if you count the capital. What I'm trying to say is that there will be a shit load of guards to worry about if we get too close." He says before taking another sip from his flask.

Ieyasu once again rolls his eyes, but Nagato raised a brow at hearing that there was another village. "Tell me more about this village."

Cecchino goes into a thinking pose before snapping his fingers, "Well the village itself has a decent population of, and I think it was just over twelve thousand so it's more of a small city than anything. Interestingly though is that the village was built not even ten kilometers from one of the most active volcanoes on the continent."

Both Ieyasu and Nagato look to him wanting to hear more so he shrugs and goes on, "Don't get me wrong, I say its active and by that I mean the last time it went off was about almost sixty years ago so hopefully it doesn't blow soon." Ieyasu deadpans at the thought.

"Moving onto the locals, there're a unique bunch most of them are farmers or hunters. What makes them noteworthy is the fact that they get pretty big from all the extra nutrients in the soil around them. And they do have some decent fighters last I remember, the admiral that stopped by the port actually had to be called in order to deal with a small problem that had emerged from there." He says trying to remember what exactly happened back when that took place.

Nagato thinks for a bit before smirking, "So does that mean that they aren't on very friendly terms with Empire?" Cecchino shacks his head.

"No not really, the admiral wasn't exactly subtle or when he was sent to deal with the problem." Ieyasu realizing what this meant grinned, "So if we told them we're no fans of the Empire they'd be willing to help?"

Cecchino shrugs, "Well besides those that are loyal to the Empire I've heard from one of my buddies who's a traveling merchant tell me that they're actually pretty damn nice, most of the time." They both look to Nagato as he sighs and frowns a bit no longer bothering to hide his rinnegan. And they knew that if push came to shove Nagato could bale them out.

And that was a problem.

Deciding to nip this kind of thought in the bud Nagato puts on a firm voice, "Don't rely on me for everything you two. If peace is going to be achieved it cannot be brought on by a single person, believe me on that. You two also need to grow and become strong if peace is to have a chance as many will stand against us, you know that right?"

The two of them nod, "Besides I'm still looking for more members of our group. And the people in this village are strong, then we may have a potential candidate for our group." Cecchino was then curious, "Hey boss what are we even called? The Empire's going to able us as no name rebels and the Revolution is going to label us a no name rouge branch, so what are we really called?"

Nagato only smiles before getting up off the bed he was sitting on and walks to the door, "In good time Cecchino, in good time."

With him gone the two remaining men shrugged before gathering their things and following him out the door, "Hey Cecchino what's the name of the village?" Cecchino smirks and lets out a chuckle.

"Don't know they just called it home, we called it the City of Skulls." Ieyasu widened his eyes at the nickname. "Why the hell is that the nickname!?" He yells in a small panic.

Cecchino checking revolver before leaving laughs, "Well two reasons really, one being that the warriors of the village have a pretty brutal tradition of using skulls for drinking glasses, and they could be animal or rival tribe warriors. It's like taking the skull as a trophy to show proof of your kill. Second reason being that when the admiral came through he smashed their greatest warrior's head open with a headbutt."

Ieyasu paled slightly thinking of the kind of inhuman strength required to do something like that.

"But then again that was a long time ago, not sure if they still do it with human skulls though?" Ieyasu not really feeling better about the situation continues to imagine all the scenarios of him facing this admiral.

Cecchino seeing him pale laughs at him, "Hey don't worry about it my friend, the admiral got busted for treason like almost a year ago. He's not coming back anytime soon." They then picked up the pace to catch up with Nagato.

Four Days Later

When the three of them reached the village Ieyasu could see what Cecchino meant when he said people were larger here, no one here was less than six feet and almost everyone seemed to have the build of either a swimmer being lean and sculpted or a body builder with almost three hundred pounds of muscle casually walking around.

It really made him uncomfortable seeing all the women built like walking meat wagons.

"Well seems as if we made it." Nagato says trying to ignore all the stares the three of them had attracted from simply entering the small town.

'Thank you captain obvious!' Ieyasu screams in his head at the rather blunt statement the redhead had made to the two of them. Walking around the town they seemed to be on the receiving end of glares from the locals, most specifically Cecchino as had yet to discard his captain's coat.

"Alright we're here so now what?" Ieyasu asks not knowing what Nagato had planned next for them. However before the redhead could even open his mouth to answer his subordinate they found themselves being surrounded on all sides by the locals, all of whom seemed to be armed with an assortment of weapons ranging from butcher knives to double barreled rifles and shotguns.

The three of them seeing that, even without saying a single word to the locals they were already about to have a fight, all got into fighting stances his Cecchino already drawing his pistol and locking the hammer back with a rifleman in his sights, Ieyasu holding his Teigu still in its inactive form, and Nagato who prepared to unleash a large scale fire jutsu to clear the path in front of them.

But before anyone made a move an older looking male among the crowd stepped forward he was tall even by the standards of this town at about 6'6 dark skin and white hair with his arms, chest, and neck all covered in tribal styled tattoos. He wore no shirt and had only a tan pair of what looked to be combat shorts and held what looked to be a ceremonial styled sword in his hands as he glared at the three of them, Cecchino in particular.

"Imperials aren't welcome here. We made that very clear to the last ones that came here, leave now or you will be buried for our crops." He says in a strong and commanding voice while the others around him seemed to smirk when he mentioned the 'last ones.'

Nagato hoping to see if he could end this without bloodshed lowered his chakra and motioned for the others to put away their weapons as well. "We are no friends of the Empire, the opposite actually. Please tell your fighters to stand down; we're not here to fight."

One of the larger ones though merely laughed at hearing that, "Yeah sure, and one just so happens to be wearing an officer's coat. Stop lying to us and we'll save you lot some trouble and make it quick!" He shouts to Nagato in a threatening tone of voice causing the three to glare at him

Nagato then sighs before vanishing in a burst of speed.

Everyone clearly startled by this look around for the redhead and for a moment it was as if he simply disappeared into thin air, but that was only until they heard his low and rather intimidating voice behind them.

"If I wanted to fight, you would already be dead. Now end this and leave us be." It came from behind the one that had threatened them and everyone slowly turned to see Nagato holding the back of his neck in what looked to be an iron-like grip while in his other hand he held a chakra receiver to the base of his skull, poised to strike at any moment.

Everything seemed to freeze for a moment as all the locals began to either glare at the man holding on of their own inches away from death, or gawk at the speed and strength needed to both get behind him and then hold him in place.

Cecchino tired of all the hostility tried to calm things down, "Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Hold on now let's be reasonable here, no needs to die. Look I'm a turncoat from the Empire; trust me we all left plenty of bodies for the guards to clean up in the Capital. So just cut the shit and just let us buy some supplies and we'll be on our way." This seemed to have everything calm down before the older man from earlier began to laugh out loud as he looked from Cecchino to Nagato who still held a member of their tribe as a hostage.

"Well then, if you did kill some of those dogs then you three can't be all bad can you?" Looking around to the other members of the tribe he clears his throat and takes in a deep breath, "We've a group of Dog killers in our midst, prepare a feast! Akula I know you can hear me get down here!" He shouts to the sky making the others surrounding them cheer at the mention of food.

Seeing that he wouldn't need to kill Nagato dropped the one he had in his grip, who then began to gasp for air as he recovered from the grip the redhead possessed.

Nagato then looked to see that the crowd was already clearing out, no doubt to prepare food. And then looked to where the older warrior stood and saw a woman walk up next to him.

She was slightly shorter than the older man, but still taller than the three people in his group standing at 6'3 with a build of lean and compact muscle with snow white hair done into a bun with a small comb of what looked to be a finely crafted wood in her bun, ocean blue eyes, and skin that was a dark chocolate in color and like the man next to her, she had tattoos covering her arms, feet, stomach, and even one or two on her face close to her eyes and mouth all in a dark blue colored tribal styled design.

Her attire consisted of a pair of black cargo pants, no shoes, and a plain white shirt and went down only to just below her enormous breasts, but left he muscled stomach exposed with what seemed like not a care in the world.

'F-cup,' Nagato thought only to then blush a bit remembering how Jiraiya would go off about size and how to tell if they were real or not, damn pervert.

Back to her appearance, she had a large animal like skull on her left shoulder that looked to be reptilian appearance with the jaw covering her shoulder much like some kind of pseudo-armor. Then Nagato began to notice two distinct weapons that the woman had a on her, one being something like a rifle tucked inside a holster on her back, whether it was a rifle or a shotgun he couldn't tell.

What really had him curious was a the strange looking hood that attached to her belt, it looked almost like some kind of butcher's meat hook. It was a simple grey in color with five small spikes on the inside of the it each curved backwards to make sure when grabbed you weren't getting away. And it also seemed to be connected to a long metal chain that was wrapped around her left arm. And like Ieyasu's axes it gave Nagato a strange feeling just by being near it.

'She has a Teigu? Interesting.' Nagato thought as he looked the woman in her eyes and when rippled purple met ocean blue she widened her eyes a bit, almost as if she could feel the raw power that those eyes could unleash.

Now with everyone having collected themselves the older man wraps his arm around the newcomer, "Allow me to introduce to my niece. This fine young warrior is Akula daughter of our previous tribe leader and our greatest warrior." He says proudly messing with her hair a bit as she smiled at her uncle and rolled her eyes a bit.

"Well thanks to theses three I get to prove that again to all the wannabes." This makes Ieyasu and Nagato raise brows at the statement. Akula turning to them sees the confusion and explains, "When there is a feast the tribe usually has a contest to see who is the greatest in the village. And with our population increase my guess is that there will be an increase in fighters wanting to compete."

Cecchino whistles before laughing then drawing and twirling his revolver on his trigger finger, "Let me guess, no killing among yourselves? Damn well looks like I can't compete." He says in a joking tone of voice.

Akula laughing at that goes over to him and wraps her arm around him, "Never said you had to little man, but can't really blame you. After all only cowards fight with guns." He then leans over a bit, "Well correct me if I'm wrong, but uh is that a gun on your back there?"

Smirking she takes her free arm and reaches behind her and pulls out a sawed off double barrel shotgun.

"Little man, I don't fight with this. I kill with this, big difference."

Cecchino laughs a bit, "First of all 'little' I'm pretty sure Ieyasu and the boss are both shorter than me. Secondly you're looking at the best marksmen to ever grace the Empire, so bite me." He says holstering his revolver grinning the whole time.

That was until Akula leaned down to his neck and actually bit him lightly.

Faster then most thought even possible Cecchino found himself jumping away from her at both the sudden feeling of teeth of his neck and the fact that she actually bit him!

"W-W-What the fuck!?" Why!?" He says with a large blush adorning his face and spreading to his neck as he lightly rubbed the spot she bit him. Akula for her part shrugged her shoulders, "You said to bite you, and so I did. Come on don't tell me a handsome little thing such as yourself didn't get a few love bites in the Capital. I bet the whores there bite a lot harder than I just did."

Cecchino only stood there in shock and embarrassment stuttering in an impossible to understand ramble as Ieyasu was laughing so hard that he was barely able to stand straight, and Nagato merely smirked as the whole thing happened, the uncle on the other hand seemed to be lightly glaring at him in a disapproving type of glare.

At the Imperial Port town

A small meeting was being held in the Imperial port town between two parties each of them with their own sinister agendas.

"Are you sure that you're the man for the job? Your record is a bit less than spotless, and your reputation for working with both the Empire and Revolution is a bit….concerning." Says a man with brown hair and grey eyes wearing Imperial officer's clothes with the symbol for commander adorning both of his shoulders.

But even here in his own office, in his own base he seemed to be taking measures to protect himself from the company he kept if the loaded handgun and his personal group of six guards surrounding him weren't enough to convey that clearly.

The other one he happened to be speaking to was a man that screamed psychotic, from the way he looked like some kind of demented priest complete with robes and collar only with stains scattered about the attire most of them being blood stains, but some of them the others in the room weren't entirely sure what they were, and didn't really care to find out.

He had bight blonde hair, with slightly tanned skin and crazed black eyes that locked onto the only female among the guards in the room. Making her flinch under his gaze, and to this he licked his lips and smiled in satisfaction. Under his robes he wore a tactical vest with chain mail ripped up traveling pants and combat boots to finish off his look.

"Well my reputation is helping to lower the cost a bit for this job, so count your coin well. But to be honest I was tempted to do this for free when you called me. I haven't taken a good job in a while, and to hear that your Empire was looking for someone to go in and finish the job an admiral couldn't finish, or really refused to finish. So yeah to me that sounds very interesting."

He then licks his hands before sliding them through his hair trying to slick back as much hair as he could. "So let's get this over with I say, what about 17,000 gold? Or I could it for cheaper maybe if you were to throw in this lovely morsel." He then locks eyes with the woman who was about to shoot him for looking at her like that with those damned eyes.

"So what do you say Commander? Gold or the girl, I'm fine with either." He says in his usual sleazy, yet somewhat demanding tone. The Commander without batting an eye looks to the young woman, then to his safe he kept under his desk.

Sighing he looks to the man again, "Make it quick Psikh, I just cleaned the carpets."

The others look to their CO in shock and confusion before looking back to the crazed man in front of them and before any of them could draw their weapons the man was in front of the woman.

He then knocked her to the floor with a huge haymaker to her temple and then like a phantom began to stalk over her as she was seeing stars from the strength and the ferocity behind the punch. The others were about to storm him when the Commander raised his arm to signal them to halt.

"Do not interfere, that's an order." He says to them as all but one of them steps back and lets go of their weapons. The final though got in between the two of them and draws his semi-auto and points it to Psikh's head. "Get back you son of bitch!" He then turns to his commander who'd simply gone back to looking over files.

"You're disobeying a direct order, I will not tolerate disobedience." He then looks to Psikh and nods.

Panicking the soldier didn't even get a chance to pull the trigger as the crazed priest snaps his arm forward and launches a knife into the man's throat. And then without a care in the world over the man he'd just killed he continues his way to the now recovering woman like a predator approaching its prey.

"Oh I always love when they struggle." He says quietly to her before appearing behind her, he then easily snatches the gun from her hand and casually tosses it across the room. Before smiling to her showing off rows of jagged teeth. "It always makes them taste just that much better."

He then sank his teeth into her throat before ripping out her jugular in a disgusting display of violence, all the while a look of ecstasy washed over his features.

Looking up from his small meal Psikh smiles with blood and small bits of flesh hanging and dripping off both his teeth and lips.

"Commander it was a pleasure doing business with you, don't worry by midday tomorrow, those savage villagers won't be hesitating to cooperate with you anymore. So please do come check on our progress." He says before laughing and dragging the body of the woman out the door with him leaving the others to clean up the blood stained office and their dead comrade on the ground.

The Commander though removed a small handkerchief and wiped down his face and then his gun. "I told him not to make a mess."

With Nagato and Crew

The small ceremonial competition had just ended and to no one's surprise Akula had soundly beaten everyone that had stepped into the area with her with a surprising amount of martial arts skill, and of course some old fashioned brute strength. So now all that was left is the after party, which means food and booze for the entire village.

The feast was underway and if everyone was honest with themselves they were actually having a lot of fun with the villagers it was a chance to rest for a bit before their next move, whatever it was going to be.

From what Nagato told them they were going to be able to take on the Empire and all it could throw at them, but with only three people that seemed a bit of a stretch. But then again Nagato said he was working on something for them.

What Ieyasu was too focused on at the moment was the abundance of rather exotic food and even some special drinks the locals kept trying to give him. Now he wasn't a glutton by any means, but hey free food is free food.

Cecchino was sitting next to Akula and was currently having a drinking contest with the annoying, but admittedly beautiful woman. "Ready to call it quits little man!?" She shouts after slamming down another empty wine glass with a small blush adorning her face from all the alcohol she'd consumed at this point. Cecchino wasn't looking much better though with a similar blush of his own.

"Give up? Fuck no! I can go all night long if I need to, I say another round!" The small crowd that was placing bets on them gave off a large roar of applause hearing them want to go on.

Nagato though was having a simple meal with the current chief overlooking Ieyasu trying one of everything and Cecchino drink himself stupid with said chief's niece. "So, Nagato if you don't me asking, what is the deal with your eyes? I must admit I find them very…strange." He says sounding like there was much he wanted to ask the redhead about his rinnegan, not that he would believe half the stuff it could do or deny with vigor where it came from.

"They are a blessing and a curse. I have had to bear them my entire life, trust me when I say this they are powerful, very powerful. But they came with a terrible cost." The chief understanding what he meant nods his head in understanding.

"I know what you mean. Akula herself has a power that has caused our family grief, I'm sure you've seen the hook she keeps on at her hip?" Nagato nods, "Yes her Teigu."

The chief blinks for a moment before nervously scratching the back of his head, "Uh yeah, well it originally belonged to her father, my older brother. That was until about two years ago when our village was attacked by a monster of a man sent by the Empire."

Nagato raising an eyebrow at this and wonders as to why he brought it up and leans in a bit closer silently telling the older man to go on with his story.

"About up until two years ago our village had a small trade deal with the Empire. Our rich soil allows us to grow crops much better than those the Empire was usually able to grow thanks to the volcano that is nearby. And for generations things were fine, the Empire helped us by giving us medicine and doctors and they helped us with some extra engineers in making better tech and weapons so they wouldn't have to help us as much and in return we welcomed them with open arms and fed their armies in the south and a portion of the eastern force, hell many from years past were eager to serve the Empire some going all the way to the Capital to enlist." He then lets out a heavy sigh.

"But things changed after that whole ordeal with the power struggle for the Emperor's throne, something changed and now some kid now has the most powerful position in the entire continent. Even worse apparently is what that bastard Honest has been doing to piss off the rest of the Empire with raising taxes through the roof and the demand for crops went up even faster and higher than the taxes. Thought it would be good for us since prices going up usually meant we get a bit of extra coin. Turns out he'd sent men from the port to simply demand it from us."

Nagato beginning to piece things in his head nods along, "I'm assuming that wasn't a popular decision among the village?"

The chief let out a small but very dry chuckle at that, "No, not really. Anyway since at this point it was now something like a standoff here every time they came he, it usually went on until they either left or paid and left, but no one had been hurt ever since the troops at the port town knew most of the people that lived in our village, in fact my brother was friends with the commanding officer that ran the base." Another sigh, Nagato could tell that this was beginning to become difficult for the chief to tell.

"Then old commander was replaced. And believe this new one has been a nightmare, demands for crops keep rising up and the prices they want to pay keep falling. Then one day we get a warning, a pretty serious warning at that from the new commander of the base he basically told us that if we didn't cooperate then there would be serious consequences."

Nagato nods to go on wanting to hear the end assuming it would both give him some incite to what Akula's Teigu could do and maybe tell him about the admiral that he'd heard about.

"Well my brother always was a hothead when it came to protecting his family ever since his wife died the winter before that, so he told everyone to let him handle it and he went to meet the Commander who had brought some members of the Imperial Marines, and while I don't know what happened exactly I know my brother came back covered in blood that wasn't his and he told us that they wouldn't be bothering us for a while. Looking back on it we should've just prepared the worst, though to be honest I didn't expect them to send a monster after us."

Sighing he goes, "Next time he went out to battle the Imperials they sent just one man, and admiral in the Imperial Navy. He killed my brother that day, he pulled my brother by his own Teigu and crushed him with a single blow using his own skull. Unbelievable really. And the sad part is I couldn't even bring myself to hate him since he honored our own burial tradition by bringing my brother back to the tribe to be properly buried in a family grave, he didn't even take his Teigu he just walked up to Akula and gave it to her without a word, but I could see in his eyes he felt remorse for taking his life like he didn't have a choice almost."

Nagato now only more curious as to what Akula's Teigu could do now asked a question that had been brewing in his mind for a while, "Do you remember the name of the admiral that killed your brother?" He nods.

"Don't think I could ever forget it his name was Alexander Avarice or as his men called him, The Mountain."

With the Others

The festival was finally coming to a slow point with most either passed out or on the verge of it and right now both Cecchino and Akula were drunkenly glaring at each other, "Well it seems w-we've come to *hic* impasse you and me A-Akula. I say we c-call it a night." The sniper says to the taller woman as she stupidly grins at him both of them thinking about the fact that they'd run out of wine. The others drank it all.

"Y-You knooow you're like the only p-person to actuallllly keep up w-with me. And th-that's the honest truth little mmmman!" She shouts loudly and in that happy drunk tone of voice.

Ieyasu on the other hand was waking up from a small food coma he'd put himself into after stuffing his face full of pork and rice, but he was still somewhat keen on his sense of hearing, and to him the village was deathly quiet, far too quiet for his liking.

Getting up and seeing the occasional drunk or guard walking around Ieyasu traveled to the entrance of the village and unlike when he was closer to the center of the village it felt like someone was watching him from the woods, someone with less than innocent intensions for the village.

Quickly turning around to go back and get Nagato he heard a twig snap off behind him and he knew it was too late. Turning as fast as he could he was greeted by a man swinging a broadsword downwards with the intent to cleave him in half.

Now with every symptom of drossiness out of his system, and teen goes underneath the man and in an attempt to end the fight quickly he uppercuts the man in the junk, causing his eyes to nearly pop out in shock and pain before he collapsed onto the ground.

Ieyasu then hears the sounds of footsteps coming from all around the village and knows he needed to get back as fast as possible.

And when he arrived it was just in time to hear a savage sounding war cry erupt through he air. This seemed to get both Cecchino's and Akula's attention as the two drunks turned and split apart as a man wielding two daggers dropped from the roof top next to them.

Sobering up by the tiniest of margins Akula smirks a somewhat sinister grin and grabs her hook from her belt with her left hand. She then launches it towards the dagger-wielding intruder and hooks her Teigu around his legs. And after seeing the hook dig into his upper thigh, she yanked back on the chain that was still wrapped around her arm.

And like he weighted nothing to the woman the assailant was sent sailing through the air screaming through the air towards her, his short-lived flight was ended as Akula brutally spiked him into the ground with an overhead punch to the man's head. She then removed her still loaded double barrel from her back and shoved the barrel into the man's teeth and pulled the trigger.

The loud bang that thundered out of the gun sent an alert to others in the village and soon the other attackers were swarming the place all of them wielding an assortment of weapons began to emerge from the shadows and attacked anyone they could find, armed or not.

Nagato narrowing his eyes at the noise suddenly exploded into a burst of speed and punched his arm through the wall closest to him and grabbed an older looking woman by the throat before effortlessly crushing it and dropping her.

He then looks to the chief who'd grabbed his sword as the two of them joined the battle for the village. "So who are they?" Nagato asks.

The chief looks to the woman and glares when he sees the assortment of jagged teeth within the woman's head, "They're a large nomadic tribe of mercenaries, and all of them are notorious cannibals. They've been moving westward for a while now, but it looks like someone hired them to take us out it appears."

Nagato looking listening to the screams of the villagers clenched his fist in rage, "Then I'd better get to work." He then vanished in a shunshin.

Appearing next to Cecchino who'd just emptied his entire revolver into one mercenary's chest, "Oh boss g-good to see y-you *burp* you wouldn't believe the kind of shit these assholes have been trying to do to me and Akula!"

Nagato not wanting to deal with a drunk Cecchino puts his hand on his shoulder, "Cecchino you're sobering up, right now." Seeing the confused look on his subordinate's face Nagato rolls his eyes before summoning The King of Hell. "Kuchiyose no Jutsu!"

Cecchino even in his hammered state of mind widened his eyes in fear at what was happening in front of him. Out of a large cloud of purple flames emerged a regal looking headpiece with a red collar like background, and black crown like visage on its head and white fan-like protrusions that seemed to shield its mouth for a moment.

And it opened its eyes and mouth, that's where he almost screamed. It had two rows of gigantic teeth and what looked like an abyss of a mouth, what made him curious about the figure was the fact that it had the same eyes as the man holding him there.

"This is your sobriety test." His boss said to him before casually threw the terrified sniper into the thing's mouth.

Akula in her drunken state seemed to not be in a better position as she looked mortified that Nagato had so casually threw someone who she thought was his friend. But then she heard him, and he wasn't screaming in pain, but rather surprise and a lot of cursing, in between the sounds of the creature chewing on him.

"WHAT!? *crunch* THE!? *crunch* FUCK!? *crunch* IS WRONG!? *crunch* WITH YOU!?" He finished as the thing finally stopped chewing and let him walk out completely sober and somewhat traumatized.

"Boss please to all things that are holy is this world, never do that again." He begs Nagato though only nods before running off to help the villagers in the attack. Cecchino for his parts looks to the still drunk Akula reloading her shotgun. "Looks like its you and me then."

They listen as a group of six of them charge at the two of them, Akula for her part finishes loading her double barrel and snaps it shut and sends her hook flying once again through the air. Cecchino seeing it connect to some poor sobs torso grimaces as he was ripped from his spot on the ground only to end his life with a shell to the chest spraying him across the house behind them.

"Damn." He says in appreciation before going for his revolver. Drawing and lining up a headshot onto the one with a rifle in the back Cecchino feels his heart drop when the hammer strikes and the only thing that came from it was a soft click signifying he needed to reload.

'Shit.' Twisting the gun into a makeshift club the sniper draws his boot knife. A rather simple knife by all means when comparing to Teigu and Shingu, but it got the job done well enough, it was double-edged with steel grips towards both ends of the handle facing outwards in order to give me better grip when in use. He then for some reason looked to his knife and pistol he couldn't help but notice that where there used to be a chip in the edge of his knife the blade appeared to be perfect as if there never was any damage in the first place.

But before he had any time to think too hard about the renewed state of his knife the first of five men came at him with his axe poised to take off his head clean off. Going to the side Cecchino clubs the man's temple stunning him, before tripping him and ending his life with a rather brutal boot stomp to the throat.

Looking up he turned his attention to the follow up thug Cecchino brings his gun around to do the same, but the man dodges before going in for Cecchino's throat with a small dagger in his right hand, Cecchino though evaded and then locked up his arm at the shoulder before stabbing the man three times in the armpit and ribcage before kicking him away for good measure.

Remembering the one with a rifle Cecchino turns and quickly takes aim with his knife and with the accuracy expected of a marksman of his caliber he was able to let the blade fly from his hand and watched as the knife buried itself in the eye socket of the rifleman.

Seeing that he had a moment to breath he begins to empty his revolver and load fresh rounds all the while trying to keep one eye on the two remaining opponents, and the other on Akula.

Speaking of the woman she seemed to be handling herself fine as the other two went for her rather than the sniper. She smirked an almost grim smirk before swinging her hook around her head in order to create some distance, but it seems as if theses men cared little for their own safety and would rather go for the kill.

The largest of them attempted to safely grab hold of the hook while it was in the air and even though it spun out of his control and latched into his shoulder the man had done his job meaning the other were clear to engage.

Rushing her the final one was unprepared for his partner to come crashing into him sending them both tumbling into the ground. Akula not letting the opportunity pass he by levels her shotgun to the one on top of the small pile before removing a chunk of his head at point blank range.

She then retracts her hook from the dead one and then winces as the one on the bottom bites her in the leg. "You little bastard!" She shouts in now drunken anger., before kicking him in the head in order to make him let go. The fact that he swallowed a few teeth was a small bonus for her.

She goes and stands right above him and grabs onto his arms and with a display of brutality breaks both shoulders getting a horrible scream from the man. But she wasn't done as she grabs hold of his throat and raises him up high enough to look her in the eye with those crazy eyes they all seemed to have.

Cecchino knew that her tribe had some rather brutal traditions, but this was just a bit too much. She should've just killed him and moved on, then again she was drunk and until a few moments ago he wasn't much better using six bullets to drop one of them. Akula then looks to the struggling man in her grasp and brings her hook into his frame of view for a split second before digging the tip into his throat.

Cecchino looked away not really wanting to see what it looked like, but from the horrible gargling noises he assumed it was pretty bad. Hearing something fall to the ground he looks to Akula who seemed to have a bit of a far off look in her eye as she saw the bodies of both her attackers, and her kin.

Cecchino followed her field of vision and knew that he shouldn't be too hard on her, this was her family being attacked after all. He knew that this was the same kind of feeling he had when he found his mother dead, he also knew that when he finds more of those who had a hand in it that he would be standing exactly where she is.

But loosing focus he felt Akula leaning on him, unfortunately though she was also covered in blood. 'Well looks like I'm washing the uniform again tonight.'

"H-Hey Cecchino?" He looks slightly up to her, "Yeah?"

"I think I'm going to puke?"

"What the hell!? NO! NO! NO! NO!"

Too late, "Son of a bitch."

Nagato in the meantime had been rushing around the village like a one man army dropping down killing in mass then leaving to go do it again.

Landing on top of a roof close to the forest's edge Nagato put his hands in a cross like seal, "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu" and out of a small cloud of smoke his clone appeared next to him. The two then nod to one another as they drop down and pincer a small rifle group of about seven.

"Suiton: Mizurappa," The clone says from behind them getting their attention as his cheeks expanded and let loose a small torrent of water knocking them off their feet and soaking them to the bone.

But it got the job done as the riflemen turned with expressions of mirth adorning their psychotic smiles as they tuned their sights onto the clone that had yet to even move from his position in front of them.

"Raiton: Jibashi," They hear once again from behind them, though by then it was already too late for them. Within an instant an electrical current coursed through the ground strong enough to fry their organs to a crisp by itself, with the water it only seemed to functioning as a bit of overkill.

Nagato and his clone nod to one another before the clone disperses and he once again leaps off into the village to both try and save as many villagers as he can, and wipe out any opposition.

Jumping into another fight between two members of the tribe and three of the cannibalistic attackers Nagato drops in between all of them, momentarily stopping the fight before he crouches down low and sweeps the legs of one out right out from under him before flipping himself onto the man's chest and with a bit of chakra applied to his leg muscles felt every single one of his ribs shatter from the impact.

Too stunned to do anything Nagato turns to the other two and with great precision lets two chakra receivers fly out of his sleeves burying them into the chest of the two remaining attackers leaving them pinned to the house behind them as they struggled for breath.

"Damn, remind me to never piss you off." One of the two village guards says out loud as they look to one another before nodding in thanks before moving onto another fight. Now alone Nagato began to think a bit about the attack.

'There are too many of them to be a standard attack. Could the entire tribe be in on this attack? It's possible, but most unlikely. They attack with no strategy when fighting only going for the throat mostly with no second target. Still to attack now, when the tribe would usually be at their weakest with so many of them drunk or asleep, this isn't a coincidence. Someone had to have known about this, someone had a plan. And it certainly hasn't been anyone I've seen as of yet. ' This seemed to signal that to Nagato that the only thing they seemed to be good at was savagery rather than actual skill in combat. Moving on to another skirmish Nagato couldn't help but let his mind wander to his subordinates, he knew that both Cecchino and Akula would be fine, Cecchino would be more than enough with just his revolver, and Akula did have her own gun. What worried him was Ieyasu, the kid was too soft and something bad was going to happen tonight. Hopefully he would prove his sense of worry wrong.

And Nagato had a sinking feeling that perhaps Ieyasu was about to either grow, or break.

With said teen himself, Ieyasu had been handling things just like Nagato thought non-lethal when it came to his own attackers. Sure he already had his axes out and at the ready, but he'd yet to use them to draw blood, he was a hunter not a soldier.

It was when he took a long breather did he begin to feel yet again another set of eyes upon him. Turning around to try and find the next attacker he wasn't prepared for him to already on top of him with a set of matching knives held in a reverse grip trying to burry them in his shoulders.

Rolling to the side Ieyasu sees that his attacker was dressed up as a priest and like every other attacker during tonight had a matching set of jagged teeth, but his were covered in blood at the moment.

Glaring at his opponent he rushes back towards him using his axe to kick up a good amount of dirt and using it to try and blind him before throwing a blind kick into the position where he last saw the priest like. And while the kick landed the priest only blocked it and from the resistance Ieyasu felt behind it he seemed to be a lot stronger than the other ones he's fought so far.

Flipping the teen over his shoulder Psikh goes for a downward strike with one of his daggers and narrowly misses Ieyasu's shoulder, but the teen was able to roll away and get to his feet.

Psikh grinning to the teen twirls his knives in his hands, "Well, well this is surprising someone in this village that can actually fight back a bit. That's good for me you know, I just had a big meal and I need to work off some calories. So if you would try not to die too fast now." Going back towards the teen he extends his sleeves and launches six small throwing knives trying to hit Ieyasu's limbs.

Jumping up over them Ieyasu glares before spinning using both his weight and axes to create a bit of rotation in his attack. The priest like cannibal tilts his head at the attack before casually moving to the side.

"Good effort kid," he says in a smart tone of voice to the Ieyasu trying to irritate him a bit but the teen kept his cool when he began to continue his offense trying to use his weapon's weight to give him just a little extra power and speed in his attacks.

Psikh though seemed to be dancing circles around him though the entire time actually laughing a bit, "Come on kid? You've got style, but you're lacking that instinct! Come on stop holding back!" He shouts before slipping into his guard and trying to impale the teen on his daggers.

Backing away and throwing a wide swing with his axe Ieyasu watches as the psycho leaps into the air and then begins to rain a small shower of throwing knives onto him. Jumping away Ieyasu lands before immediately jump to meet him in the air bring his axes overhead. Now stuck in the air with no cover the man clicked his teeth at his position, he could maneuver slightly, but he would still be taking a nasty hit from the kid.

However something in Ieyasu causes him to continue his forward motion and rather then lopping off an arm the teen lands a strong downward kick onto the man's head, sending him crashing into the ground.

Landing soundly on his feet Ieyasu sighs thinking it was over until he hears a voice emerge from the rubble, "What kind of bullshit was that!?"

Not being able to react in time Ieyasu suffers a vicious knee to the chest making him couch a bit of blood and knock the wind out of him. Looking up he sees the crazed and now completely pissed psycho priest.

"You little pussy!" He says before landing another kick to his already bruised chest, "You had your chance, well guess what I'm not being that stupid again!" He then latches onto his legs and flings him over his head skipping across the ground and hitting his back against a merchant's wagon before both of them smashed through a wall belonging to a house.

Shaking himself out of it he hears Psikh laugh a bit before he moved his head a bit to avoid another knife trying to stab him through the cheek. "You don't aim to kill. That's too bad kid, too bad. I think you could've been a real treat if you'd skipped the warm up."

Getting to his feet Ieyasu wiped the blood coming off his lip and glared before cracking his neck and rushing in once again. From there he ran into the wide and waiting arms of Psikh as the two circled around each other's guard while throwing swings with their weapons and occasionally a kick or two to throw the other off balance.

But Ieyasu seemed to slip up as the cannibal swats open his guard and stabs the axe wielding teen in the stomach and once again knocks the air out of his lungs. He grit his teeth and felt another glop of blood rise in his throat.

Psikh then ripped the knife out and kneed the teen for good measure. Collapsing to the ground Ieyasu struggles to hang onto his Teigu as he clutched his wound with one hand, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Seriously kid? Damn didn't think you'd have this much fight in you? Well, as fun as that was I've got a job to finish so if you could maybe just hurry up and die that would be perfect." Psikh says squatting down to his level and trying to look him in the eye. When their eyes did meet Psikh only saw raw determination in the younger fighter's eyes.

"Wow. Just wow, got to say I'm impressed usually people just want to get it over with, but you well I must say you've got some iron-clad will there. Shame it couldn't save you though."

He then rises and goes to put the bleeding teen out of his misery, but Ieyasu in a spark of energy pushes himself up and punches the bastard in the nose. Recoiling the man snarls and catches the teen's follow up attempt at a slash with his axe, he then throws him over a house and into a court yard.

Landing with a thud Ieyasu struggles to rise as he holds onto to both his Teigu and his wound for dear life. When he looks up though his eyes widened in horror and the grip on his weapon tightened.

Corpses maybe a dozen of them, men, women, even a few children were among them all of them with expressions of horror plastered on their faces as they had chunks missing out of their throat, wrist, and even some of the cheeks were gone. Looking a bit closer than he should he sees that there are also what looked like chunks of flesh cut out by a knife or dagger mostly the woman's breasts and the some parts of the children.

Gasping now in both pain and horror Ieyasu feels a surge of rage run through him as Psikh walks up next to him and whistles, "Well damn looks like you found my leftovers."

Hearing the casual dismissal at the sight of such atrocities something in Ieyasu snapped, "You…monster..." He says lowly as he rises from his position of the ground and glares with a new found level of anger and even bloodlust at this point.

"Oh did I make you mad?" He says in that cocky tone of voice that only made Ieyasu even more angry.
Feeling an overwhelming power spread to him Ieyasu slammed his twin axes on the ground and with a mighty voice called out the name of his Teigu, "Stahl-Haut!"

From there a transformation occurred, the weapons dissolved in front of him and became sleek lines of silver as they surrounded his form eventually settling into its armor form onto Ieyasu like a second skin.

However the look of the armor was very different from what it appeared like when in Silverlock's possession. Gone was the grayish tint to the armor now Ieyasu stood in a gleaming suit of silver and gold.

The leggings were smooth and layered multiple sheets of shining silver with gold seeming to run alongside the groves of the armor. It no longer had spikes along the calves, but the feet still came to somewhat of a point towards the end it also had protruding knee caps in order to give a bit of room for the legs to stretch out.

From there continuing up the armor had a small amount of free hanging chainmail covering up the thighs and crotch. Further up the torso had large but sleek shoulders of the same color as the leggings that curved and went downward and somewhat merged with the chest and back pieces of it in a small swirl pattern to it with hints of gold gleaming in the grooves. Hanging behind him flowed a knee length golden cloak attached to his shoulders with ivory trim. Moving onto the arms they were similar to the leggings and chest as well, they seemed to be layer after layer of silver that then even continued to the hands of the gauntlets onto the fingers as well, but curiously though the more he unconsciously clenched his fist four small spike like protrusions emerged from the knuckles of his armor.

Finally the helm, which oddly enough appeared to be much smoother than the rest of the armor was like the rest of set silver in color with a small opening near the eyes, which allowed a small beak like part to stick out a slight bit further than the rest of the helm. It narrowed a bit towards the top past the opening with a single gleaming horn emerging from the top curving backwards. And while in the armor Ieyasu's eyes glowed a vibrant gold in color, which seemed to be locked onto Psikh in cold fury.

Whistling at the transformation that had taken place in front of him Psikh tilts his head when looking towards him, "Cool trick kid, still don't you go thinking its going to change a thing about this though.."

Ieyasu smirks under his helm feeling power like never before spreading throughout his body like a rushing river of strength, "We'll see about that."

Disappearing in a burst of speed Ieyasu gets behind the stunned killer and while he was turning to bring his knife around the younger of the two snatches his wrist before effortlessly breaking it in his hand.

Screaming in pain Psikh regains focus though and kicking up the knife he'd dropped with his foot he catches it in his mouth and somehow spits it out trying to make it into the armored teen's eye.

Ieyasu catching it with his off hand tightens his grip on the arm he was holding and jerks him over his head with all his remaining strength. Being lifted off the ground suddenly Psikh doesn't have time to think clearly before he felt something stab into his arm before he felt himself slam into the ground over and over again as Ieyasu began to use him as a makeshift rag doll.

And just when he though it couldn't get worse he felt the very flesh in his wrist begin to tear every time he was shifted in another direction or slammed into the ground, until it eventually came off entirely.

Screaming at the loss of his hand Psikh didn't have time to react as when it came off he was mid air, and he wasn't in a very good position to stop himself from falling. Hitting the ground and sliding till he hit the wall of a collapsed house Psikh watches in exhaustion as Ieyasu carelessly dropped the hand and if he looked closely the entire palm of Ieyasu's hand was covered in small needle like spikes. The armored teen then appeared before him in a burst of speed cold fury still coursing through his veins.

Standing over his downed form like a titan Ieyasu reels back his right hand clenching it tightly as four small spikes emerged from his knuckles by about an inch before he landed a jaw shattering punch to his face and watched in satisfaction as teeth flew from his face and a small portion of his check had small bloodly puncture wounds. Bringing it back he quickly replaced it with his left hand then his right then another left and continued to do so until the wall Psikh had been leaning on shattered, but he just kept punching.

Eventually Ieyasu lost count of how many punches he'd thrown but he didn't care he only continued to pound the maniac into the dirt not caring that his own knuckles were bleeding in his armor. As at this point with the bleeding from his torso, and the large amounts of adrenaline along with his own iron-like will he didn't care all he wanted was to see this monster dead at his feet.

And because of this he couldn't realize that Psikh's head and shoulders had already been turned into a bloody bone shard filled stain on the earth, but he didn't care he just kept punching.

He then felt a firm hand on his shoulder and looked up from his opponent who was now in a few dozen pieces and saw Nagato staring back at him with his commanding rinnegan glare. "That's enough Ieyasu."

No more needed to be said between the two of them as the younger of the two only nodded to his friend and boss. He then started letting go of himself and let his Teigu fade into its sealed form and then quickly collapsed from exhaustion and his stab wound.

"It seems that I was indeed wrong about you Ieyasu." Nagato says with a small bitter-sweet grin before looking to the many corpses of both the villagers and the attackers.

"I only wish it hadn't taken this much death to do it." He says somberly before clapping his hands, "Kuchiyose no Jutsu!"

And done!

Well whatcha think? Be honest please. I wanted to give Ieyasu his own little chapter that gave him a bit of spotlight towards the end, and introduce another member of the group.

Well now then I might as well say it Nagato is basically reforming his version of the Akatsuki just in the Akame ga Kill! verse. So yeah expect some run ins with Night Raid, Jaegers, and Wild Hunt.

So I thought I'd give a list to show just how many I plan to put in this form of the Akatsuki.

1. Nagato (Leader)

2. Ieyasu (Heavy Assault)

3. Cecchino (Sniper)

4. Akula (Cook)

5. ?

6. ?

7. ?

8. ?

9. ?

10. ?

11. ?

Yeah I know, might be a bit much but as far as shows go Akame ga Kill! is pretty bad at just killing people off.

Anyway please Read and Review, it always helps.

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