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~Chapter 13~
A Dying Angel
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"One minute…" She murmured. She and Raiga were lounging in a tree just outside the back entrance, both disguising their chakra so the Anbu who stood a mere 10 feet away wouldn't see them.
She found it funny that they couldn't sense them and she noted how she failed to realize that she was one of the strongest shinobi in the village. She hadn't realized it until just now.
Raiga just stared straight ahead, eyes focused souly on the Anbu and the entrance before them, expression unreadable. Anzu stood up from her sitting position slowly, so as not to cause to much movement and used her arm to support her up against said tree.
"Now." Raiga said quietly, slipping on his mask. Just as he said that single, extremely meaningful word, they heard windows crash and people calling out to each other as they were invaded.
Anzu jumped down from the tree and charged at the guarding Anbu, who had been distracted by the sudden noise elsewhere.
They turned to her too late as she decapitated two of them, their lifeless heads falling to the ground the third made a rush for her but her partner struck him with lightning which blew the Anbu's body into the metal door and forced it down the slim hallway, taking out any and all people who had been travelling that particular hall.
The dust didn't even have a chance to clear before Anzu and Raiga dashed into the building. Anzu, however, had run into a problem.
"Raiga! We need to get out of these narrow corridors! I can't use Yamasota in such limited space!" She told him urgently as they turned another corner only to be greeted with another narrow hall. Raiga nodded.
"We're not far from the meeting room. If we get there you should be fine…" Anzu nodded but their way was blocked by another group of Anbu.
"Damn." She muttered and stepped back to give him room to fight. However when she did she heard a small voice from somewhere behind Raiga say something.
"There are more coming from behind you." Anzu's eyes widened both in surprise and the sudden realization that the voice was right. She sensed chakra signatures coming from behind her, with the intent to kill.
She closed her eyes activating the third stage of her kekkei genkai, her eyes going pure silver, the black pupils growing until the silver was merely a thin ring. She had a premonition.
There were four, two were going to go after Raiga, two to her.
One was going to meet her head on while the other was going to come at her from the side, plunging two swords into her at once. Her vision cleared and her eyes returned to normal. She had to take the chance.
She raised Yamasota, the tall blade ripping through the dry wall and blocking the two aiming at Raiga. She managed to kill one of them before the long black blade became embedded in the wall. Using her upper strength she raised herself up and flipped over the hilt kicking the two shinobi that had been running at her, the daggers in the heel of her boots stabbing them in their hearts.
She had just pulled her trusty companion out of the wall when Raiga had a bolt of lightning come from the sky and destroyed the area of building around them. The ground caved in and they landed in the stone basement below the building.
Dust covered the stony basement like mist and Anzu struggled to her feet, blinking to clear the spots from her vision and trying to recover from being winded. She looked up to see Raiga still struggling with Anbu on the other floor and she was about to join him until she heard a scared gasp. She turned to see a council member hiding pitifully behind a burly Anbu guard.
He had probably fled to the basement in hopes of escape.
She bent down slowly, narrowly avoiding two kunai that were thrown at her, firmly grasping Yamasota's hilt.
"Step away from him man. This isn't your battle. I'm after him, not you." She said calmly, righting herself and removing her mask, tossing it like a frisbee and smirking when it hit the wall, shattering into a million pieces.
"You threaten him, you threaten Kirigakure! That makes it our battle!" Anzu frowned at him as he spoke.
"You'd die for a man who brought Kirigakure to ruin! Look around you! Kirigakure has been destroyed by the council! Things need to change and the only way that can happen is if he dies!" She noticed them both flinch; the council member began to sweat.
"Y-you wouldn't r-really let her k-kill me w-w-would you?" He stuttered out anxiously taking a step away from his guard, who was removing himself from battle stance.
"She's right. I do want you dead." He said taking a step to the side.
Anzu seized the opportunity dashing forward and shoving her hand right through his chest, it came out his back. The council member went limp and she removed her hand letting him fall to the ground with a thump. Suddenly she tensed and jumped away just as the Anbu lunged at her with his katana.
"Even though I let you, you still committed a crime punishable by death." He told her before allowing fire to consume his katana. He charged at her ready to destroy.
"You're-"
"Anbu Captain Shiro Mekkeo."
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The three men stood in the empty council room, blood and mangled bodies scattered across the floor.
"Dammit! 2 got away!" Toshirou growled out his eye blazing with rage. The door creaked open and Minoru and Sachio walked through, the dead body of a council member slung over the Hozuki's broad shoulder.
"Happy birthday, Captain." Minoru said sarcastically, throwing the dead man to the ground.
"Sorry we're late." Sachio apologized.
"That only leaves one…" Zabuza murmured just as Raiga walked through the door. They all turned to him slowly. "The last one's dead." He told them.
"Where's Anzu?" Kisame asked cautiously.
"She's dead. Ran into Captain Mekkeo of the Anbu guard protecting the last council member. Anzu and him were evenly matched, died at the exact same time." Kisame narrowed his eyes but before he could say anything Toshirou interrupted.
"It's been a pleasure serving with you all but we can't stick around. I sense the chakra signatures of thousands of Anbu heading this way."
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They all ran in separate directions, trying to avoid the throng of angered shinobi.
Kisame knew where he was going.
He was going to get Shoda, as Anzu would never collect him, just as she predicted she wouldn't. He didn't slow down as he entered the forest, still hearing a mob of Anbu behind him, though they were far enough away that he could grab the kid and run.
He squinted his eyes through the dimly lit forest, dodging a tree branch.
There he was.
"Kisame!" The little boy exclaimed with joy but then he was quite as his blue eyes searched behind the tall man hopefully.
"She's dead kid." He explained bluntly, watching the kids eyes become downcast.
"Your coming with me kid. Hurry." The boy nodded climbing up onto Kisame's back, careful to avoid Samehada. "Hold on."
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In the early morning, a dark broken figure slunk through the trees like a snake, leaving behind a thin trail of crimson blood.
The sound of a group of shinobi heading back towards the village behind the figure halted it. It tried to hold it's breath but it only ended up wheezing, so instead it settled for pulling itself up under a thick gorse bush. It closed its silver blue eyes, focusing on hiding what little chakra it had left.
"I just got word from Captain Hazuki from back at the Mizukage building. The body of Anzu Yamato has gone missing."
"She couldn't have gotten far! Double back and comb the forest!"
"Yes, sir!" They dispersed and it waited a few minutes before pulling itself up onto two feet and running crookedly, running into an assortment of stumps and debris.
It leant up against a tree, staring out into a clearing wear a single, giant pine tree stood.
He's not there…good. That means he's safe…somewhere.
It thought, drawing in a deep shaky breath. It stumbled forward collapsing on to its knees, just in front of the tree staring up at it with pleading eyes.
A single trail of blood fell from the corner of its mouth, a drop falling and landing on a blade of grass, sliding down it.
A dainty hand covered a large gapping wound on its lower rib cage while the other was limp and lifeless on its other side, brushing the tall green grass. Small rays of early morning light dappled through the thick canopy creating what appeared to be wings extending from behind it. Its black hair, dirty and matted, still managed to cascade beautifully down its shoulders and to its chest.
It stayed like that for a moment, before crawling forward pitifully and resting casually against the tree, eyes now slightly closed. Its lips twisted into a grim, but pained smile and there her lips remained frozen, still and silent.
The bright green eyes who had watched from the shadows would never forget what it had seen that morning.
A real dying angel.