Hello everyone! I know it's been an extremely long time since I've updated anything but I do have reasons. Depression mixed with disliking my job and computer crashes that had me nearly lose everything. What really helped me get back into it was Total War Warhammer and the whole fantasy jive I've been on. I can't express how sorry I am to you my readers for not giving you any information. I'll try to be better. That being said I will be drawing in some Warhammer stuff, I was going to anyway so don't say anything about the game being the soul reason.

Anyway I do have a semi-contest for you all. I want names for the Western Continent. I do have ideas, but I just want you all to be a part of this. There are two halves of the continent that need naming so if you have more than one idea I may just pick it. The winners will have shout outs in the next chapter. Well with that out of the way on with the chapter! Don't forget to review, follow and favorite.

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Chapter 8: Team Guy on the job

Hiruzen Sarutobi blew out his pipe as his eyes went from the orb on his desk to the jounin before him. It was a day that many both loved and dreaded, graduation day. Many a jounin wanted to try their hands at being sensei and guide these individuals much as they had been so many years ago.

After a pause he spoke, "As you all are aware, today is the day you all are picked to see if these graduates have the right to become genin for the leaf. Now just so you all are aware, we have an odd number of students there will be a team of four. This is also to determine if teams of four can be just as functional as the standard team of three plus jounin. Are there any volunteers for this?"

A man stepped forward in green tights, a bowl hair-cut, and big eyebrows. The man struck a pose that had him smile brightly and winked. "Fear not Hokage-sama. For I, Might Guy, shall show not three, but four people the greatness of youth!"

Some people cringed at the man's over enthusiasm. The Hokage nodded. "Thank you Guy. Your team shall be team nine comprising of Neji Hyuga, Tenten, Rock Lee, and Folkvar."

"What!" one jounin voiced, "Are you kidding Hokage-sama? That's three top students and-"

"And one who would be called the dead-last due to his underdeveloped chakra network. Lee, Tenten, and Folkvar work extremely well together and have taken on jobs in the west. All three of them have learned from experts of the land and are best team is we gain clients there. Neji is the number one genin this year with Folkvar as his close second and Tenten as top kunoichi, he would be held back if he was teamed up with anyone else," the venerable leader glared at the now chastened man before turning to Guy. "This will be a challenge for you Guy. Folkvar and Neji are true rivals so you will have to get them to cooperate. Folkvar has stated that he can't be for the village forever and will have to take up his title as Overlord one day."

"I shall meet this challenge and exceed you expectations Hokage-sama," Guy said proudly.

"Those poor kids." "Good, good. Now then…"

Classroom

(A/N: For the sake of story and such, the graduation is at around fourteen.)

Folkvar and his vassals mentally prepared themselves for their new lives as genin of Konoha. The months of training the group received from their time among the members of the adventurer's guild had proved enlightening to them and many had been changed by the experience and from their mentors.

Johanna had the children hike through very rough terrain and whipped them if they slowed down. Zakarr had made them go through daunting exercises to build strength, such as one-hundred meter boulder runs, that left muscles screaming for relief. Valla did help them increase their kunai accuracy, but they remember her more so for her agility training game of 'dodge the crossbow bolts'. Kharazim had them run in either heavy armor or leggings to help their speed and had instructed some new taijutsu forms not exclusive to the monks. He even had them do punching exercises starting from simple boards to large rocks. Lee had done so well Kharazim started calling him Rock Lee, the name stuck even in the academy. Hera educated them about the land itself and various histories and cultures if they were to conduct missions there. They were also pitted against her so they would have some idea of how to deal with spellcasters.

Since they had all changed a bit, both in appearance and mentality, they had gotten the appropriate gear for their new abilities and training. Many armor and weapon pieces were made by Tenten herself.

Folkvar now wore heavy armor with a fur edge around the chestplate with his headband hammered into the piece of armor, but left his arms exposed. He wielded a sword that was almost as tall as him with one hand with ease to be expected from a barbarian's student, which rested next to the window he sat at now. Folkvar's strength could crack the ground, but with magic/chakra the ground would split. His minion control was getting better, but until he had time with all the minion tribes he couldn't be called a master. (Overlord II minion armor FYI.)

Tenten wore strong bits of plate with her light but well woven clothes. Her main piece of armor was her large tower shield that leaned on the desk with her newer glave on top of it. Her accuracy was just as deadly as it ever was, but now she had the added benefit of the massive shield being a piece of moveable cover for her or an ally. She could also send waves of her chakra through the shield to enhance knockback. She was currently twirling a kunai in her hand sometimes looking at her reflection at her new headband.

Lee was meditating to pass the time, a habit he got from training with Kharazim. His limbs were plated in heavy and sturdy gauntlets and greaves making his arms and legs shields as much as clubs. Studded leather kept him protected and still maintain his speed advantage, which was his most effective mode of combat. Heavy but pious prayer beads hung from his neck, a gift from his teacher, as he inhaled and exhaled calmly with his hands near his belt headband.

(A/N: Lee will be a bit different from his usual hyperactive self, having trained with a monk.)

At that moment the chunin instructor came in. "Alright class, you've all done extremely well from your time here and I'm proud to have been a part of your growth. Now you shall begin your lives as shinobi of Konoha. That being said…"

(Ten minutes later)

"…so bottom line, watch yourselves out there," the chunin finally stopped talking to pick up a clipboard from the desk. "We'll start off with Team 1 being comprised of…"

Folkvar paid less attention until his or his vassals' names were called.

"Team 9 being comprised of Tenten, Rock Lee, Folkvar, and Neji Hyuga under the instruction of Might Guy. Due to the odd number of graduates in class, Hokage-sama believed that your team will be an experiment to see if a team of four gennin can perform as well as the traditional three. Team 10…"

The new gennin were astonished at the news. The four, essentially, powerhouses of their class all on one team. The members themselves had their own thoughts. Folkvar's group took it all rather well but were most concerned with was how the Hyuga prodigy would fit into their overall system. Minutes later the doors of the class burst open for a man in a green spandex suite with jonin vest come into the doorway.

"Yosh! I am the youthful Might Guy, Team 9 come with me!" He gave a shiny grin.

The would be students on the other hand all had the same horrifying thought, "This is our sensei?"

Regardless of how they felt, they complied and followed the man to the academy track field.

"Yosh!" Guy spoke boisterously. "I'm joyous to become your youthful jonin sensei my students. Now why don't we each go around and introduce ourselves. I shall go first. I am Might Guy. I like training and being youthful. I dislike those who perform unyouthful acts and are dishonorable cowards. My hobbies include training that pushes myself and challenging my rival Kakashi Hatake. My dream is to truly beat him to show that my methods are better. Now why don't you go next little lady."

Tenten huffed at the little lady bit. "My name is Tenten. I like training, forging, a good fight, and my friends. I dislike those who think kunoichi can't be strong and those who mistreat girls in general. My hobbies are training, forging, and hanging out with my friends. My dream is to find out where I come from and to control my bloodlust."

"The dream of many an orphan is to find their origins. Her mention of bloodlust is something to watch out for." "You next young Hyuga."

Neji's eyebrow was still raised from Tenten's statement of bloodlust but shook it off. "I am Neji Hyuga. I like training to become stronger and perfecting my clan's form of taijutsu. I dislike fangirls and the main branch of the Hyuga, especially those who look down on the rest of us. For hobbies…I'll admit I can work a needle decently. And my dream is to follow my fate."

"Rather bleak and uninspiring but I hope to change that for you young Neji." "And you my armored friend."

Folkvar's gauntlet tapped on his large blade, his minions cackled behind him. "I am Folkvar the next Overlord. I like my vassals, my minions, and managing my growing dominion. I dislike any that seek to wrongfully take what is mine and those who stand in the way of my dream. My hobbies are training, and kingdom management. My dream is to rebuild my father's dominion, exceed it, and set up a dynasty that will last the ages."

"So this is the 'evil Overlord'. I do have to admit his goals are ambitious if nothing else. I can only hope to guide his to being a gentler ruler to give Konoha a good diplomatic ally in the future." "And lastly you my young monkish student."

Lee let out a calm breath. "I am Rock Lee. I like my friends, meditating, and exercise. I dislike those who believe that some cannot be strong because of conditions beyond their control. My hobbies include a balance of meditation and socializing. And my dream is to show that I can be a capable shinobi even though I have minimal chakra. And perhaps one day build and maintain a small shrine dedicated to the Thousand and One Gods."

"Dedicated and pious in a way. He knows his limited chakra but eagerly seeks to push beyond them." "Well met each of you! Now I ask that you each prepare yourselves for your test tomorrow."

The quartet only had one response. "…Wha?"

The next day

Coming up to the training ground their sensei had told them, the four genin became anxious at whatever test the man himself had in mind for them. They had arrived a bit early, so they began to go through some warm-up exercises. Minions goofing off as time ticked with nothing to do. Shortly thereafter their teacher appeared.

"Yosh! Good morning my young students! Let us see this day if your flames of youth burn brightly," the man said with vigor.

"And how do you propose we do that?" Folkvar asked cautiously.

"I'm glad you asked Folkvar. For me to qualify you to be true genin, I have painstakingly constructed a set of exercises and obstacles that you all will have to complete before the alarm on this clock goes off." He pulls out a small clock from one of his pockets and sets it on a stump. "You will have until noon for you all to try and complete the course. Starting…NOW!"

The genin hopefuls and minions were startled into action and took off in the direction Guy had pointed out. The trail seemed simple enough, being marked by colored markers. They ran for a good while and stopped if needed for no more than three minutes tops but were all fit enough to not really need it, though the minions appreciated it. The simplicity of the course changed after the first two miles. A hole suddenly appeared beneath them and while they dodged it more appeared eventually catching Lee who fell twenty feet down.

The group screeched to a halt as Tenten yelled into the pit. "Lee are you okay?"

"Yes but the track must be completed if we are to succeed. Go on I'll catch up."

"Lee's right," Neji said. "We have to keep going. Lee has the skills necessary to get out himself. It will be up to fate to see if he can get out and catch up."

"No. We help Lee now," Folkvar said as the Browns came up behind him. "We make a rope with ourselves."

Neji thought it folly but went on with it begrudgingly. The overlord stood at the top holding Neji who held Tenten who held the browns needed for the task. Lee grabbed the minion's claw as the group was pulled out by the dark lord's strength.

They pressed onward and encountered more traps of simple but clever design. Rope snares, weighted nets, and surprise logs were the easy things when kunai launchers and fire nozzles impeded them. Each trap slowed them down further and incurring injury in some cases.

"When did he have time to set all this up?" Tenten huffed.

"I don't know but you have to admit it is good exercise," Lee offered.

"Only you Lee," Folkvar shook his head.

"Let's hurry. By my estimations we're on the last legs of the course but we're almost out of time," Neji informed everyone looking more ragged than the others.

Having not trained with the adventurers in Tristram Neji was being pushed beyond anything he thought a first day would be to him. However his sheer determination kept him from falling behind the others.

"Agreed. Let's finish this," Folkvar said as they all got up.

More running gave them the opportunity to see the end in sight. But the final trap killed any hope they might've had for an easy finish. Massive boulders rolled into their paths followed by boulders falling onto them, then a combination of both. The minions flailed around in a silly fashion as they dodged, their master and his comrades doing the same. That was until Tenten took a glancing hit to her right side and Neji took a whole boulder to his front. The branch Hyuga would've been crushed had Folkvar not smashed it with his gauntleted fist. Still two teammates were down and time was of the essence. Folkvar grabbed the Hyuga while giving a nod to Lee to do the same with Tenten.

"W-what are you d-doing?" the pale eyed boy winced out.

"Carrying you," the overlord said.

"W-why?"

"We all need to finish this. You're breathing so you must finish also."

"It w-was my fate t-to be s-struck down."

"Stow that fate crap before I drop you."

The two able bodied hopefuls carried their injured teammates closer to the line. Both pushing even harder and dodging with more care and dedication. But it was all for naught as the timer finally rang as they were but ten feet from their goal. Defeat washed over each of them as they slowed to a walking pace over the finish marker. Yet despite this, Guy's smile seemed brighter than ever.

"Yosh! That was a marvelous effort for your skill levels and your endurance. I honestly didn't think you'd make it this far. But I was most impressed on this final stretch. You could've left your injured comrades behind and finished this, but you instead grabbed them and continued to the finish as a team. It is for that reason that I am proud to say: Congratulations on passing, you are now officially genin."

Defeat was stripped from their young minds and replaced with the thrill of victory and then a more prominent feeling which they acted upon. As one, Team 9 flopped to the ground in exhaustion.

One month later

"This is Eyes, I have visual on the target."

"This is Grin, excellent work. Is everyone in position?"

"This is Shield, I'm in position."

"This is Fist, I'm ready"

"This is Glare, we are prepared. Quiet you fools you'll give away our location."

"Keep those surprises in check Glare. Alright on my mark begin operation. Mark!"

Leaves rustled as the green clad pseudo-monk gave a battle cry and charged from the undergrowth. His target gave a vicious hiss before sprinting off in the opposite direction. It knocked over some barrels and tripped up the young man before it disappeared.

"Eyes I've lost visual. Do you have a location?"

"Yes, heading straight to Glare's position. Shield get ready for capture."

The target felt rather smug with itself at outsmarting its pursuer, yet there was an overwhelming sense it was too easy. Unfortunately it was right. Screeching to a halt it was now before the unmerciful one, its jeering creatures surrounding them.

"Greetings Tora," it spoke, "We seem to be in a rather similar situation once more yes. So let's get to the point, you and I both know how this will end the question remains as to how it will end. You can choose option A, which means you go back with Tenten in her special crate for you. Or you can choose option B," the gauntlet on the arm sparked with lightning, "which I recall you didn't enjoy."

Footfalls announced the arrival of the girl and her cat crate, the door open and the girl holding a kind smile. Tora made the smart choice and ducked into the crate and even closing the door to keep the creatures back. The girl pick the crate up before communicating to their superior.

"We have confirmation, the bow and behavior leaves no doubt that it's Tora Sensei," Tenten said through her mic.

"Good job everyone. Let's meet back at the Hokage tower and turn in the mission," Guy said proudly.

With a wave of his hand Folkvar's minions came to their master's heel as he and Tenten made their way to the tower. The surrounding civilians gave them, or more specifically Folkar, plenty of breathing room as they went by. Tenten decided to break the silence with conversation.

"We've gotten pretty good at the 'Capture Tora' mission."

"Yes I still recall when we first had to do it," Folkvar reminisced. "Poor Lee had scratches everywhere."

"Yeah, Neji too. In fact I think you only had some dirt on your armor while the rest of us had torn clothes."

"I told you guys to wear your armor, but no~ it's just catching a cat. I had to zap the fur ball off Lee to complete the mission."

Neji and Lee had caught up with them and joined in the conversation.

"True but the daimyo's wife was unhappy her Tora was paralyzed the whole time in the office," Neji said.

"Still Tora didn't escape for the next two days and everyone was happy about it," Lee countered.

A few minutes later they handed over the disgruntled cat to his overzealous owner. Tora meowed in despair and Folkvar grinned at the sounds of misery.

The Hokage took a puff from his pipe before speaking. "Well done Team 9, you shaved thirty whole seconds off your previous time."

"Thank you Hokage-sama!" Guy said giving a nice guy pose.

"Now then I have more missions available if-"

In a burst of magic Gnarl appeared in the office. "Apologies Lord Hokage, but I do believe I have a C-rank quest for the master's team to complete."

Hiruzen was unperturbed by the old minion's sudden appearance. "It is no trouble Gnarl. If you have a mission you may present it. I only hope that they are ready for C-rank."

"Have no fear Hokage-sama, we are ready," Lee said in a nice guy pose of his own but more restrained than Guy's.

"Yes well the quest is to help Hera organize her personal library in Tristram and support the town in case of attacks," Gnarl read from the quest scroll.

"Seems like a D-rank to me. Are you sure this is worth the trouble of C-rank?" Neji asked.

"Tristram has weekly attacks and sieges, trust me we shall see combat," the Overlord assured his teammate.

"Yes well you'd best get prepared for the quest. When you're all ready make your way to the tower gate," Gnarl said before teleporting back.

Needless to say Guy was pumped. "YOSH! My team shall be the first to officially take on a mission in the West! Truly our flames of youth are blazing!"

The team save for Lee shuddered. Lee took the compliment seriously and pumped his fist. They were dismissed and separated. Neji and Guy prepared their respective packs before making their way to the tower gate to see a now more heavily armored Lee and Tenten.

"Is the West so dangerous as to need armor like that?" the branch Hyuga asked.

"The Elemental Nations exist under a constant pressure of chakra, or magic, which is only found in a few places on the other continent. As such, drawing on our chakra is going to be more taxing to us over long periods of time so we need more protection. I've packed some padded armor for you and Guy-sensei to start until I get your measurements and preferred armor," Tenten lectured. "Also Neji, since you have no experience in the West you'll only be able to use the Byakugan about two times a day before you exhaust yourself."

"I assume you know this based on Hinata-sama's time with you all," Neji sneered a bit.

"That's enough talk everyone let's show the West what Team 9 can do!" Guy shouted excitedly.

The team assembled in the gate and vanished from their village in a flash of light. Upon their arrival both newcomers immediately felt the difference in the air. Neji felt sick from the change in pressure, while Guy paled from the dark and bloodstained feel of the town of Tristram. Waiting for them was the client herself in her spellcasting glory.

"Well it seems Gnarl was able to deliver the message," the wizard smirked.

"Greetings Hera," Folkvar said as he summoned his minions.

"To you as well young Overlord. And to Lee and Tenten. Who are your other companions?"

"This is Neji Hyuga and Might Guy, our teammate and sensei respectively," Tenten told her.

Hera nodded. "Follow me to my estate."

After picking Neji up from the ground the team followed the woman to her home. All the while civilians made note of their lord's presence and differed brief attention to him as minions and guards marched around with purpose. Folkvar noted that there was an unease to the human guards that he would have to look into.

But the newcomers' attention was presently on the huge mansion that the enchantress called her home on the crest of a hill. A large courtyard and fountain were set before the white stoned three-floor building with angled wings of the mansion wrapped around it. The pointed architecture and gargoyles were strange to the first time visitors compared to home. The inside was just as spectacular as the outside as heirlooms and artifacts decorated the interior. Even the scent of the place spoke of age and heritage that impressed even Neji.

"I must say this is an extravagant home Lady Hera," he said politely.

Hera smiled. "Why thank you, it has been the home of my family for six generations now. But sadly I am the last of the family line so it will most likely end with me." She shrugged. "At least the parties that I host since joining the guild have made Tristram more than just the town that is attacked every week."

She lead them over to the East Wing and upon entering the door they saw their assignment.

"…That's a lot of books," Tenten said.

The room seemed to be several shelves of texts and scrolls as far as the eye could see, with the occasional table or desk to break it up.

"You see I love books and knowledge in general so after I trained in my spellcasting I decided to collect as many as I could find. I collected so many I was forced to convert the entire East Wing into one massive library on all three floors. I love it of course, but I do need help maintaining it all. Sakura helped me when she studied under me and I thought 'why not have more people help me for a price?' And here we are."

"No wonder Sakura spent most of her free time at the manor, there must be texts on every subject here," Lee said.

"Well most things. I still want more about the Elemental Nations though," she shrugged. "Regardless, take the rest of the day to get yourselves situated and ready for tomorrow. Oh, and Captain Daltyn wanted to speak with you my Lord."

Folkvar nodded in understanding. "I must check this out sensei, they are my people."

"Say no more my student. Go and do what you must."

The Overlord took the opportunity to leave for the guardhouse in the center of town. His minions followed ever loyally behind him giggling sadistically in their tongue as they entered the building. It was a mass of energy as scribes ran to and fro carrying messages and scrolls as the more senor members of the guard debated over a map of the region. The map had red markers dotting it, most of which was focused on the roads. He merely listened in on the debate until they noticed him and his Browns.

"They have held back for a few days now. They must be preparing for something."

"Yes but the only scenario that can account for these variables is an all out attack on Tristram."

"Which is why we must begin siege preparations immediately! Who knows when they'll strike!"

Daltyn pondered what his subordinates said to him with a cool head he had come to have, given his position. A collected man in a storm of chaos as he was. He turned to see his Lord waiting with waning patience.

*cough* "You've all given me council on this matter, but now we must inform the real person who needs to know," Daltyn turned and bowed slightly to Folkvar. "It is good that you have come milord. Tristram is in need of your strength."

The others soon made reference to their master in surprise. Folkvar ignored them and took a seat at the table, the others followed suit.

"Well now that I am here what can you tell me about the current situation?" he asked.

The guardsmen were rather nervous about informing their lord about what was going on until a braver soul spoke up.

"For the past month and a half we've had a problem with Greenskin goblins. Normally this wouldn't be a problem given how weak goblins are, in fact at the start they just threw themselves at the wall and died quickly, but lately they've been more…clever."

A guardswoman took over. "They stopped attacking the city and struck at the roads. They take supplies and people that we need to fight them off. Survivors have been growing fewer as time passes and the news isn't good. The latest group mentioned Ork Boyz in the attack."

Folkvar's eyes narrowed at the information as he recalled his lessons on the races of the world unknown to the East. The Greenskins were comprised of two races, orks and goblins, which brought nothing but destruction in their wakes. Orks were generally the ones in charge of warbands unless it was a particularly nasty goblin leading the force. They usually stuck to the badlands of the land bridge between the to halves of the continent unless there was a Waagh going on. He doubted that, as Greenskins are not known for their subtlety.

"What have you gathered on their forces?"

"From what our scouts report there may be some twelve hundred Greenskins, mostly goblins, led by a goblin called Scabber Gitmanger. He seems to have had some Ork Boyz gather as many goblins as possible. Why he is attacking Tristram and not the under fortified New Spree is a mystery," Daltyn sighed.

The young lord pinched the nose guard of his helmet. "Is there any good news?"

"Yes actually," a scribe said. "With the increased goblin activity all other usual attackers have become displaced. Bandits turn themselves in, undead have been smashed, Beastmen have been driven away, and demons don't care who they fight so long as they do. Overall we can at least maintain strength in a siege for two months with our supplies."

"I see," Folkvar thought on this. "Very well, begin siege preperations and establish a voluntary draft but mandatory training for all able bodied people in Tristram."

"As you wish milord," Daltyn said.

"I must inform my teammates and sensei of these turn of events."

"Farewell milord. And good evening."

Later that night

"So we are going to be trapped in a war based scenario then," Guy said grimly.

"Yes. Though if you recall, our mission here also stipulates that in the event of an attack that we are obligated to aid Tristram's forces if it is beyond their capabilities," Folkvar added.

"Still I did not expect us to be thrown into the midst of conflict like this," Neji said, unease in his voice.

Tenten spoke up, "When we last received an update of garrisons Tristram had around four hundred men and two hundred minions. Not enough to deal with the force heading our way without the possibility of high casualties."

"We should also be wary of the Ork Boyz, they shall be the ones inflicting the most damage," Lee said as he meditated.

"Then it is fortunate that I have issued mandatory training drills for all able bodies in Tristram. We can do team based training then and later have the two of you fitted for armor," Folkvar said.

Guy gritted his teeth a little. "I just as easily cancel this mission."

"I would still stay and fight. These are my people of my kingdom. And this is a test for us to see if the shinobi of Konoha have what it takes to take missions in the West. I thought the Green Beast of the Leaf would be up for a challenge like this."

Team 9's sensei took a moment to think about this before a charismatic grin came across his face. "Very well my student. Since you are so adamant about defending this place I shall give one hundred percent effort to you all. If I cannot manage that I vow to do ten laps around Konoha on my hands!"

The students sweat dropped. Tenten turned to the others and asked, "Is this just going to be the norm with our sensei?"

"I wonder if his punishment may be excellent exercise," Lee pondered making the others sweat drop more.

Days later

Neji never knew how much he had taken chakra for granted until his training began in this new continent. He was more tired from his training sessions since chakra regenerated slower here and the armor didn't help things. His studded leather with plated bits on his joints and right shoulder impaired his movements for his training with short sword and buckler. He chose those tools due to their ease to put away for his gentle fist when he could. Unfortunately it tired him out immensely and would only be good against single opponents not the army amassing to siege them out soon.

Guy had plate gauntlets and boots with a chainmail shirt under his Jonin vest for added protection. Much like Lee he chose to have no weapon in favor of his superior taijutsu, which maintained its high level due to his favor of taijutsu over ninjutsu. Guy had even volunteered to be a guest trainer for the villagers as they readied for combat. Needless to say they were now very eager to meet the enemy rather than deal with the tights-wearing foreigner.

The branch Hyuga sighed as he took his "shift" on the city wall with other lookouts. Given his bloodline he had excellent sight even without the Byakuga active.

"Say boy," said an older lookout, "shouldn't you be with the young lord and his other vassals? Why stay with us?"

Neji's brow twitched at the attempt of conversation. "Because out of everyone on my team, I have the greatest sight. Hence why am on the wall. I am not one of Folkvar's vassal, nor shall I ever be for it is not my fate."

"Fate shmate," a Brown said from nearby.

Neji bristled at the jab but another sound caught his attention. Looking up he noticed several small humanoid shapes flying towards the wall. The obsene situation became horror as they smacked into the men on the wall or splatted on the ground in a show of gore that disturbed the Hyuga.

"Doom divers! Get to cover and sound the alarm! We're under attack!" the senior lookout shouted.

Neji grabbed kunai from his pouch and looked out to the encroaching green tide charging the walls with ladders and towers. The larger green figures giving an unnerving battle cry.

"WAAAGH!"

Outside Tristram

Scabber Gitmanger cackled in glee for the destruction his Boyz were about to unleash on the human settlement. His doom divers eagerly shot themselves at the wall once again, jeering all the way to their deaths. His bodyguard of Ork Boyz laughed at their deaths as they got their choppas ready. Some prodded the cages with prisoners, making those within cringe.

"Dat Umie city gonna burn for days when we through with it," Scabber said as he rubbed his hands together in glee.

Disgruntled braying took him away from his happy place. The goblin glared at the largest prisoner in the cages. The beastman rattled his chains in fury of his dead herdsmen. Scabber smacked his spear against the cage bars.

"Keep it down beasty. You'll get yours soon enough, after all fightin' makes the Boyz hungry, and me" he sneered before turning back to his guards. "We's in for a proper fight lads. We'll wait 'til dem gates is open before we get stuck in."

Wall

Neji threw more kunai at the mass of green closing in. The Hyuga's mind was reeling at his first taste of combat, and not just any combat but a large-scale battle. Other defenders also taking shots at more selective targets like the ladder carriers. Seeing the others on the wall remain focused brought him clarity to his panicking mind as he looked for targets for himself. He observed the larger Greenskins seemed to be in charge, roaring orders in their guttural tongue or kicking goblins in the correct direction.

"Lets see how they lead without their sight," Neji thought as he grabbed two shurikan.

Seeing his target he quickly popped out and threw them with fervent urgency. The two weapons hit their marks and the ork cried out in rage and pain from his sudden blindness. The Greenskins around him laughed at his pain and he responded in kind by hacking wildly to make the laughing stop. The chaos in their ranks forced some of them to stop and put down the ork. Neji grinned at the results before realizing two things; he only had so many shurikan and kunai, and they were closing in on the wall pretty quickly.

Ballista bolts fired from towers into the charging green and managed to strike down one of the towers, killing all the Greenskins in it. But it wasn't enough as ladders were finally at the walls with towers not far behind. The goblins that climbed up first were hacked to pieces by the defenders, the Browns being especially vicious, as Neji draw his short sword and buckler. The towers had more success as Ork Boyz and night goblin fanatics smashed through the lines.

Neji's first impression of an ork was nerve racking. It was big, muscled, stank, and armored in bits of hammered metal. It's wide swing struck down two guardsmen and three minions as goblins rushed past it. It saw Neji and bellowed a challenge before charging. The Hyuga's mind froze at incoming creature and he fell into instinct. Dropping the sword and buckler, he ducked between the thing's legs to get behind it before thrusting his palm out for a gentle fist strike on the beast's heart. The use of chakra winded him as he dodged a shield swing from the Ork. Raising it's choppa for a strike it stopped in confusion before coughing up blood and collapsing backwards from an exploded heart.

The goblins backed away from the tired Hyuga before a wave of minions swept over them and they were slain. Neji turned and saw Folkvar offering his hand. Despite his pride, Neji knew there were more important things right now. The Overlord pulled his comrade up and handed him back his dropped gear.

"Try not to lose these again. Chakra is hard to get back here and you still need training in this land. But still impressive kill."

"I'll take the compliment and that's it," Neji huffed.

"Come on, the adventurers are arriving and Guy will be making an exit for us to try and kill Scabber."

"Alright let's regroup."

They made their way to the gatehouse to see Tenten decked out in her gear with two scrolls in her hands. She unfurled them and leapt into the air spinning.

"Twin Rising Dragon!" she yelled.

Puffs of smoke appeared near her hands and like lightning she hurled it over the walls. Defenders and attackers gawked at the sheer number of kunai, shuriken, and other weapons being thrown with deadly accuracy. When she had finally ran out of weapons she had successfully cleared out the gate area for their sensei. Said sensei had robbed a fanatic of his ball and chain and now charged out the gate swinging it with ease.

"YOSH!"

"Gah! Dat Umie's weird!"

"Someone stomp'm already!"

"WAAGH!"

Guy 's ball and chain sent Greenskins in every direction disrupting what little ranks they had giving the defenders a chance to seize the moment to counter attack. Lee followed him out and used his monk training to good use as his blows sent goblins into one another with deadly and concussive force. Folkvar grinned at the carnage befalling his enemies as he, Neji and Tenten went down the ramparts to follow. Minions whooped and hollered as they followed their master with better gear they looted from the fallen on both sides. Some even clamored onto wolves to go faster.

The moral of the Greenskins is a fickle thing especially in goblins and even with orks among them it would be a hard fight. Seeing that their offensive was being pushed back from the walls was disheartening, but seeing a small Umie send seemingly endless pointy things at them and the sally of the defenders began breaking the predominately goblin fighting force into retreating.

That did not stop more braver/foolish souls from having a go at the sallying shinobi. Guy and Lee continued to fling their foes all over the place for them to be easy pickings for the minions that followed in their wake. Neji used his gentle fist's style to enhance his short sword's meager skill he did his part. Tenten was a flurry of death as her glave carved a bloody path through the Greenskins making her blood thirst rise as she waded through the bloody fields. It took all her self control to keep her head in the mission of killing the goblin in charge, using shield based attacks in moderation for protection and mental recovery. Folkvar swung his massive sword in arches of death that cleaved easily through Ork Boyz thanks to his superior strength. He threw fireballs occasionally to further put the fear into the enemy.

Scabber looked from his camp to see his boyz running. In a fit of rage he stabbed one of his guards in the throat and kept stabbing until he cooled down. He glared at the group of Umies that were breaking his army.

"Come on lads. We's gonna gut those gits," he commanded.

His twelve Ork Boyz and himself charged down into the mass of retreating Greenskins to try and force some backbone into what was left. Folkvar saw the incoming extra fancy goblin with plenty of muscle at his back.

"I think we found Scabber," he said as he rested his blade on his shoulders.

"Yosh! We shall deal with these unyouthful brutes, while you Neji shall release any prisoners," Guy ordered.

"Hai sensei."

Folkvar lifted his blade, his minions bouncing with excitement for the battle. Thrusting the sword forward he gave a cry of "Charge!" and sprinted toward his foes.

The two sides clashed in a wave of flesh and metal as goblins and minions alike were thrown all over the place. Human reinforcments from Tristram came to support the charge if they could as the adventurers cleaned out the enemy forces on the wall. Guy kept his using his ball and chain to keep those goblins returning from routing at bay or outright killing them.

Neji pushed what little chakra he had left into his legs and up the hill to Scabber's camp. He used the momentum to violently kick the ork guard into an arms rack face first. Exhausted Neji pushed himself up to the cage with various people and one beastman. Seeing the lock he searched the smelly ork body until he found a key ring. The branch Hyuga felt some satisfaction for unlocking these prisoners. He started with the villager looking people and then the only non-human, who took off to the crest of the hill.

"Don't let those brigands out," an old woman said as he went to the dirtier looking people.

Neji nodded. "Bandits. I see. I recommend we say together, the battle is still going on."

Back at the battle Lee faced off against four Ork Boyz. They sneered at his size and at the fact he was unarmed. Lee swiftly sped to one of the orks and delivered twenty incredibly fast punches that crushed the brute's insides and killed him. Two boyz charged him from opposite directions to distract his attention, but Lee used their so call advantage against them. Deftly dodging both he pulled them into one another as they brought their choppas down for another strike only to decapitate each other. The last was stunned at the speed of its comrades' deaths.

"Seven Sided Strike!" Lee yelled as he vanished in speed.

Then the ork found himself struck from multiple directions with bone crushing force that ruptured organs and killed him. Lee reappeared over his body huffing a bit with effort.

Tenten knew her control would slip in these final moments of battle but she was determined to use it carefully. She slammed her shield into the dirt and ducked behind as she drew more kunai to throw. With the big green brutes charging she could only take out one at range if she focused fire. With her amazing accuracy she nailed the closest through the gaps in its armor to puncture both lungs and drop it. The other Boyz ignored their dead fellow and continued unimpeded. Tenten yanked her shield up and caught the first ork's arm with it and stabbed its head. Another swung a large choppa at her vertically. Sidestepping the swing she used her glave's blade to slice the neck and cause blood to fountain forth. She let her control finally fall as the non-human blood covered her face and body.

She shivered in delight and power. "More! More blood!"

She counter charged the last of her opponents, giving a mad battlecry. Her eyes were bloodshot with glee as her glave was buried in the chest of an axe wielder. She spun and severed the legs of the one trying to flank her. The ork tried to crawl away but she raised her shield and slammed it down decapitating the legless beast. Tenten set her sights on the last ork before her. Grinning madly the blood from her kills responded to her bloodlust and was absorbed into her making her muscles and veins bulge in unnatural power. Even if she didn't notice this change, she could feel herself becoming more powerful as she ran at her last opponent. Using her glave she deflected the oncoming blow and used its shield as a springboard to get behind the massive thing to sever its right arm. The ork howled in a pained rage as he wildly swings his remaining arm only have it impaled and have a glave stuck in it. Being creative, Tenten grabbed the severed arm and smacked the ork with its own arm. The force drove it to the ground where the bloodthirsty kunoichi would continue to beat it to death with its own arm. Tenten would continue to smash until its head crumpled and inward her laughing the entire time.

Follkvar and his reduced minions ran toward Scabber's postion. The last two Ork Boyz charged with slower goblins and Scabber behind them. Folkvar ordered his minions to swarm one while he took the other. The twenty Browns whooped in excitement as they charged faster. The wolf riders came first, using their greater speed to get around and had the wolves hamstring it with their teeth. The rest piled on and started bashing, but took two casualties from wide swings until the ork died. They took some armor and weapons before charging the equally short goblins in a frenzy.

Folkvar leapt up and cleaved through the poor quality shield before he used the momentum to take the legs out from under it. Raising his blade high he split the ork in half length-wise. The Overlord eyed the more 'impressive' goblin as he came up.

"Dat jester lied. He said dis waz gonna be easy pickins for my boyz," Scabber raged. "When I'm done with you Umie I'm gonna gut dat jester."

Folkvar narrowed his eyes at the mention of a jester. "Could it be the same jester that lead the Imperials to the Netherworld?"

Shaking off the questions he charged. Due to his smaller stature Scabber could dodge the oversized weapon with some easy, but Folkvar was used to fighting smaller opponents in his minions. The goblin's blade was quick but the Overlord's armor was too thick to pierce. Scabber thought he got lucky when he saw an opening, but his hopes were dashed when Folkvar shot his domination spell at him. The brief moment he was stunned had sealed Scabber's fate. Folkvar grabbed the goblin by the throat and squeezed until a squish and a snap sound came to his ears.

He turned to the remaining Greenskins and threw the limp goblin at them and roared fierce warcry. Seeing their leader and his guards dead finally shattered what moral they had left. They ran and would not stop running for quite some time.

Turning back to the men and minions who followed him Folkvar raised his blade high and they all cheered in jubilation of victory. Making a guesture, he ordered the minions to begin clearing the battlefield of bodies, weapons, treasure, and most importantly lifeforce. They brought their offerings by the score for him to absorb, some had green lifeforce for his future green minions. He then checked on his squadmates and sensei. Guy gave him a nice guy pose with the ball and chain over his shoulder. Lee was helping some of the wounded onto stretchers to be taken to proper healers. He found Tenten covered in blood and recovering her gear.

"I see you didn't lose control. Good work," he said before seeing the body of her last opponent. "Did you seriously beat that one to death with his own arm?"

"Yeah…"

"That is SO hardcore! I gotta do that sometime," he said in an excited tone.

Tenten had a slight blush on he face from his compliment of her. Even if she was in a blood induced rage he still complimented her, accepting of her more violent side.

They found Neji at the campsite leaning against the cage that held the bandits the Greenskins captured. The liberated people cheered at their lord's victory before heading toward Tristram.

"Good job at freeing the captives Neji," Guy said.

"Thank you Guy-sensei," Neji responded. He looked to Folkvar and they both gave one another a nod in recognition. Neji turned to the people in the cage. "What do we do with the bandits?"

Guy became somber. "Ordinarily we would execute them for their profession, but these are your lands Folkvar. It's your call."

The Overlord stalked into the cage glaring at them. "They will be used for labor."

With that said he shot his domination spell at one. The man cried out as the magic erased his will to until he submit to his new dark lord. Folkvar continued down the line of bandits not even batting an eye at their reactions, no he reveled in their fear. When they were all converted their first task would be to help carry all valuables back to the city. The team turned away and sought to retire from the long battle, though Guy and Neji were unnerved at the display of magic.

Atop the hill the beastman gave a critical eye to the kunoichi during her fight for reasons it could not understand. She was skilled for a man-thing and deadly no doubt. Yet it was her sudden savagery that she unleashed was surprising. The blood seemed to call to her. Its eyes widened in recognition of similar bloodlust.

"Khorngor," it uttered before sneaking away to the North. He had to consult the warherd's shaman.