The Chimera Jutsu

Eventually, the day is going to come where 40 Reviews just happens. Today is not that day, but it might get here faster if you LAZY PEOPLE STOPPED BEING LAZY!

*Gives two middle fingers to people who said they were lazy

Thank guys for the support, though.

Anyway, I'm sure many people have already figured out what this chapter is going to be parallel of, but that's no reason to skip out on it. There's a twist to how this one ends, and I like to think it's pretty gruesome.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or Naruto

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"You did what to his dick!?" Bullock screamed at the top of his lungs.

Arashi had finished debriefing Yūrei about Shin'en's torture methods, or rather, Gatou's torture methods, and this was the fallout.

Yūwaku had some choice words, too. "I mean, it's effective and all, but damn."

"I know," Sukina said. "Like, there aren't many lines we aren't willing to cross, but another woman's boobies? Ouch."

Shin'en huffed petulantly, placing his hands on his hips. "All you professional killers bitching to me about hurting people. You all disappoint me."

Bullock grabbed Shin'en by the front of his vest. "THE BRO CODE!" he roared. "Even among killers the Bro Code exists, and the Bro Code clearly states that one bro does not bring any harm to another bro's dick, unless that bro deserves it! That bro did not deserve it!"

"Well, it's whatever, because I did it, and it's over with."

"Nevermind the fact that you used a cheese grater on a fellow girl's boob!" Yūwaku snapped.

"She was a pimping whore," Shin'en defended. "What I did was payback for all the girls she's hurt."

"You mean it was Gatou that got payback," Arashi threw in.

The demigod just nodded. "Yeah, it was Gatou that got the payback."

"Good, don't forget that part," Arashi said. "Listen up: thanks to Rokuro's confession, we now know what's going on in that house."

"Are we going to kill them all?" Shin'en asked.

"Quite the contrary. We're going to replace the guard detail and help Mr. Nagai complete his work on the Chimera Jutsu."

"Just like that?"

Arashi nodded. "Just like that."

"…okay, then."

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On the way to Shou Nagai's secluded house in the forest no less than a hundred miles away from Yūrei's base, headed east, Bullock just couldn't let it drop.

"His. Dick." The wire user hissed.

Shin'en brandished a kunai as they leapt from tree to tree. "If you don't shut up about it, I'm going to do worse to your dick."

The demigod could feel the glower from behind that mask, but Bullock pulled away. Sukina took his place.

"And I'll do worse to your boobs."

"Ouch," she said, hurt in her tone. Shin'en's blood constricted briefly at hearing the way she said that, but he looked ahead and fought down the feeling.

"No, what I was going to ask was why the breasts and the genitals first?"

Shin'en shrugged. "They're the among the most sensitive areas on the body, filled with the most nerves. Arashi wanted to see how far I'd go and what I'd do, and I showed him."

"Don't you feel anything for them though? Mari was raped by her father, uncle, and brother, and Rokuro was just a grunt in the wrong place and the wrong time, and you made their deaths a prolonged and painful one. Doesn't that bother you any, knowing how far you went for such sad people?"

"No," Shin'en answered sternly. "They're strangers to me that had something that I wanted, and they wouldn't give it to me, so I took it. Nothing but obstacles to be overcome."

"…you've done this before," Sukina surmised correctly. "Tortured people."

"Part of my training in the Cloud was causing agony to people, and not feeling anything for them no matter how much they begged and cried and pleaded. Kill my feelings."

"How old were you when you first tortured someone?"

"Six. I sliced his fingers off with a scalpel, and kept his hand splayed with Lightning chakra so he wouldn't move."

Sukina hummed.

They flew on in silence, rocketing through the trees at no less than 200 miles per hour, yet silent as the grave. The forest vanished, and Shin'en sensed a large, yet shallow, body of water ahead.

Just before they got to it, Arashi came to a dead stop and held up a fist, making the rest of Yūrei stop.

The sun was beginning its decent across the sky, but this country wasn't called the Land of Water for no reason. The climate worked in such a way that if it wasn't humid as shit, it was foggy, overcast, and wet. Even though it was midafternoon, here, in this part of the country, it was such a dreary cloud cover it almost seemed dusk. Thick mist hung over the ground and thinned the higher it went, but it was not so thick that the vegetation couldn't be seen.

A tree here, a tree there, cattails and other aquatic vegetation.

"Marshland," Arashi said. "We can go around, or try to go through it. Shin'en, what do you know of the Land of Water's marshlands?"

"Prior to right now: nothing. But I can feel them, the animals that are hiding in the ground and in the water, the plants that emit poison, and the traps set by humans."

"Very good," Arashi complimented. "Do you think we should go through, or around?"

It should be noted that the leader of Yūrei, the group of highly trained assassins and soldiers, was weary of these marshlands.

You don't fuck around with the marshlands.

"Through," Shin'en answered. "I can literally feel where everything in the mist is at, and so I can tell when to dodge a snake or a bug, and what plant to avoid, and when you're about to step into a trap. As long as I'm with you, we're good."

"Okay then," Arashi said simply. "Shin'en, take point."

And so he took point, blitzing over the marshland. He zoomed past carnivorous plants still in the process of digesting animals and humans. He cut apart massive snakes with mouths wide enough to swallow cars, and he passed by traps with decaying corpses caught in them.

Yūrei even came across one such trap that had snared some children, children that no doubt had strayed too far from home and got lost. Birds were feasting on the remains, and not a single Ghost gave it a second thought.

True to Shin'en's claim, he led his comrades through the marshlands without incident, revealing every potential mishap and neutralizing it as soon as he found it.

After clearing the marshland, it was only twenty miles to Shou Nagai's secluded residence. When Yūrei arrived, they spent thirty minutes casing the place. It was hidden, mostly, in a bayou, strung between trees, off the ground. It was a simple place, couldn't be any more than six rooms, and it was protected with traps and guards.

Inside, Shin'en could feel the water inside the body of a man, a little girl, and a dog, as well as a bear and another human male. The girl and the dog were away from the men and the bear, and Shin'en could feel the chakra being molded to perform a jutsu. He could also feel the water in the bodies of all the surrounding Mist ninja.

"So, are we just going to kill them and announce ourselves, or are we going to announce ourselves, make a lie, and hope they buy it?" Shin'en asked.

"Kill the ninja, quietly, and then we'll introduce ourselves to Shou," Arashi answered.

Yūrei nodded, and they set about their tasks. It was easy, for these Mist ninja were but chunin, at best. A skeleton crew for all that it was worth, as Shou was supposed to be a secret. You didn't send your top agents to protect a secret, as their absence would generate questions, so you sent peons.

Even if they were decent ninja, Yūrei was still better. Even Shin'en, despite his more juggernaut-style approach, could be stealthy when needed. He had swallowed enough pride to allow Yugito to teach him to be quiet, in her own words, "like a hunting cat."

So, like a hunting cat, Shin'en used a kunai and slit his chosen target's throat.

The bodies were piled and burned.

Yūrei waited on Shin'en's signal to infiltrate, as he could sense what was going on inside the house. When the signal was given, the Ghosts entered silently, and decided to make a little theater out of the event. They made themselves comfortable around the living room, and so when Mr. Shou entered, he found a bunch of individuals in black clothes and white masks casually lounging about his house.

Shin'en gave a peace sign from where he was sitting next to Sukina.

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Shou Nagai was a tall enough man, a big enough one, too. He had a toothbrush mustache, a wide nose, dark brown hair, and he wore glasses. One lens was different than the other, being thicker and bigger, making his eyes appear to be two different sizes. His outfit was simple, being a pair of beige pants, a blue undershirt, and a darker blue button-down.

"Are you the new guard detail Yagura has sent?" Shou asked.

"No," Arashi answered. "Mei caught wind of your experiments and wanted us to bring you out of Yagura's service, and into that of the Rebel's. Upon completion of your jutsu, we're going to escort you out of the country, and give you new identities."

"Oh." Shou didn't sound too pleased with what he had been told. "I take it you killed the other guards, then?"

"Correct. We didn't want conflict to ensue between our two parties."

"Small favors," Nagai muttered.

"I'm detecting a problem between us, Mr. Shou," Arashi said as he stood.

"Oh, no. No problem at all, Mr. Shinobi," the man smiled. "It's just that I knew those Mist ninja by name they'd been here so long, and my wife was killed by the Rebels. Collateral damage from a failed assassination attempt turned battle in the streets. She was on her way home from the market with breakfast for our daughter."

"I am sad to hear that," Arashi said.

"No, you're not."

"Correct. Now then, we can do this in a civilized manner, like gentlemen, or we can torture your baby girl until you get the jutsu down. I'd imagine progress will be quick with lives on the line."

"No need for threats, Mr. Shinobi. I appreciate the help."

"Excellent. Shin'en, Yūwaku, help the good man, here. Sukina, Bullock, you're with me."

The latter three left, leaving Shin'en alone with Shou and Yūwaku. The demigod felt Arashi's chakra start pulsing outside in Flux Code, and he translated the message as Play nice with daughter.

He Fluxed back Why

It could help speed process

Fine

So Arashi wanted him to make friends with the girl, Satomi, who was currently in her room playing with the dog, Sumire, so that they could ease Shou's stress by at least getting along with his daughter and keeping her happy and protected.

Alright. If it meant getting closer to Yagura's head on a stick, then he would play nice with the little one.

"Shin'en, go inform Satomi of the new situation. Mr. Shou, show me what you've been working on."

He nodded and cast a hard glare at Shin'en, but knowing there was really nothing he could do otherwise, he led Yūwaku in one direction, leaving Shin'en to go in the other, as Satomi's room was opposite from the testing room.

He knocked twice, and the opened the door. Satomi, the four-year-old daughter of Shou Nagai, was cuddled in her dog, Sumire's side. The dog was a massive specimen, covered in white fur, and deep black eyes.

With the door opening, Satomi looked up, and tilted her head, making her dark black braided pigtails move. Her green eyes stared at him inquisitively, and Shin'en's breath hitched. That shade of green was just like his sister's, and that black hair just as dark.

"Who are you?" Satomi asked. "I'm Satomi Nagai, and my daddy's gonna change the world!"

"I'm sure he is. My name's Shin'en. I'm part of the new team sent to watch over you."

"Awe, what happened to the others?"

"They left."

"Awe~…" Shin'en thought she was about to cry, but she immediately perked up. "That's okay! I didn't like them anyway, they never played with me. You're going to play with me, though, right?"

"Yes."

"YAY!"

The dog barked and wagged its tail, rising to its feet.

Oh, boy…Shin'en thought.

Sumire padded over, and was so big that it licked the side of the demigod's head and was still taller.

Shin'en pointed a finger at the dog. "No."

The dog licked the front of his mask and messed up his hair.

Satomi giggled and Sumire sat on its haunches, displaying its lack of genitals as per law.

Shin'en's eye twitched as he figured this was his life now.

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Yūwaku walked into the experiment room and raised a brow under her mask, trying to figure out what the mess in front of her was.

It used to be a man, she supposed, and a bear. They had seemingly fused and rejected each other. The body was the size of the bear, but the forepaws were human arms, covered in black hair, with claws ripping out at random places in the hand. The head was human, but the lower jaw was like that of a bear, making for one truly hideous look. Beyond that, the failed hybrid's midsection was inside out, its guts all visible through a membrane that sagged to the floor.

"This has been the result for the past three months," Shou said. "I perform the Chimera Jutsu with Sealing jutsu and Hand Seals, but no matter what I change, if it's the Seal or the jutsu formula or both, I always end up with a hideous amalgamation, and it costs some poor soul their life."

"I see," Yūwaku said dispassionately. "I'll need to see the jutsu be used, and I'll need to bring Arashi in here to examine the Seal. We'll also need to review any and all notes you've taken in regards to the jutsu."

Shou nodded. "Let's get started."

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"Daddy, can I go play outside?" Satomi pleaded with wide eyes. It was dusk in the Land of Water, and where this time normally prompted parents to bring their kids inside, Shou had the benefit of knowing that his daughter had a guard detail of trained killers.

"Of course you can, sweetie. Just make sure one of the shinobi is with you, and that Sumire is within barking distance," the father smiled behind his glasses.

"Yay! Come on, Shin'en! I want to show you my special place!"

She tugged the demigod out of the suspended house, the dog following along behind.

The rest of Yūrei suddenly materialized in the living room, and they all set about improving Shou Nagai's Chimera Jutsu.

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Satomi's secret place was a massive tree, one that had been hollowed out, either by animal or by nature, Shin'en couldn't tell. The girl was bubbly as ever, her green eyes sparkling immensely as she smiled the brightest smile.

"I found it when Sumire and me got lost one day when we went exploring. A storm came and we hid in here till it stopped raining. After that, we found our way back home, and I never told anyone, not even my daddy!"

"Then why are you showing me?" Shin'en asked.

"Because I like you, that's why." And then she said shyly, "And you're also the first friend I ever had…all the other ninja never wanted to play with me…"

Shin'en didn't know how to respond or feel about that. He had never had friends in his life. He had siblings at one point, but they were all murdered and then he watched it happen a thousand times over. At the academy, he had been very pissed off at his situation, and therefore projected an aura of cold unwelcomeness to everyone around him, and he viciously beat anyone that irritated him.

Shin'en even beat one kid to death for bringing up his dead family…and then he killed the kid's parents in the middle of the night…and then he killed his entire class in a forest exercise.

Yeah, friends were not something Shin'en had, and so for this little girl to call him a friend…he didn't know what to do.

So, he took his mask off and revealed his face.

"Woah~," Satomi gasped. "When I grow up, we're going to get married."

Sumire barked in assent of this plan of action.

Shin'en just reached out and patted her head. "I'll wait for you."

"YAY!"

A branch snapped, and where Satomi flinched and his behind Shin'en, and Sumire bared its fangs, the demigod just stood there, facing the encroaching darkness of the forest. Oh, he had sensed the predator coming since it entered his area of hydro-sensory awareness, and he wasn't worried.

A massive centipede came scuttling out of the shadows, long as a bus and as thick around as the average car. Satomi screamed, as anyone would scream at seeing such a creature, but Shin'en remained calm. A monster like this was nothing for him to be worried about. The centipede was hungry, and it gave a loud screech before scuttling forward at a break-neck pace.

It was just about to swallow them all whole, but then Shin'en vanished. Satomi experienced one dreadful instant of heart stopping terror, a minute feeling of despair at the realization that she had been abandoned by her friend, and that she was going to die a horrible death, all alone.

And then Shin'en smashed down on top of the centipede, shattering the shell and crushing everything important underneath in the blink of an eye.

A moment passed, and then Satomi ran and jumped into Shin'en's arms, crying. Shocked and surprised, he hesitantly reached up to support her weight, and pat her head a few times before softly running his hand back and forth over her head.

Shin'en's mind drifted back a few years, to when his brothers and sisters were still alive. A little girl named Keiko, three years old, had bedwetting problems. Every night she woke up wet, she would run to him for comfort, jumping into his arms and crying until she was done.

Satomi reminded Shin'en of Keiko, and Satomi's green eyes reminded him of Persephone, his loathed older sister, his replacement in that world, the one who lived the happy life he could never have because of his chosen path. He had been jealous of his sister once, but then he had killed such an emotion in him. Jealousy of a peon was unbecoming.

And yet, because of this little one's eyes, those old feelings were stirring in him…but not the old feelings of jealousy, but those of longing.

Shin'en squeezed Satomi tight, and suddenly he fought the urge to crush her. He succeeded in his battle, but he now realized that Satomi was poison to him, an innocent little soul that brought forth too many memories and experiences. He needed to limit his time around her, lest she trigger an emotional response in him that left him doubting his role in this war.

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Shin'en asked her if she knew what her father was doing, experimenting on people like he was to make a new jutsu. She just shook her head, and cried, "He's just going to change the world!"

They returned to the Nagai suspended household when Satomi got too tired to stand, and she fell asleep in Shin'en's arms. She actually snuggled into him, and Sumire gave the demigod an expectant look like Take care of her or I'll bite your nose off.

Shin'en indicated the dead centipede, but the dog remained strong in its stare.

Inside the house, all attention was drawn to the trio when they entered.

"Thank you for looking after my daughter," Shou said.

Shin'en just nodded, and headed for the girl's room. He tried to set her down, but she clung tightly to him, refusing to let go in her sleep. With a quiet growl, he pried her from him and set her down. Satomi stirred and twisted, but she settled. Sumire hopped onto the bed, and positioned itself in such a way that it was basically rapped around Satomi.

Shin'en nodded and joined the others in the main room. "Any progress?"

"Much," Shou said. "We'll need to perform tests tomorrow. I'm tired and performing experimental jutsu while tired is not a good idea."

Shin'en nodded, not even questioning it as he himself was both tired, hungry, and felt that he needed to distance himself from the girl that stirred so many things in him. Yūrei packed up and left the Nagai house.

"Are we going to leave without a guard detail for the night?" Shin'en asked.

"We left Water Clones," Arashi said. "For a few hours until morning, they will suffice."

"What are we going to do in the meantime?"

"Train. There are things in the marshland that we can do to sharpen our skills."

"Okay."

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Satomi's eyes cracked open when her door was opened.

"Daddy…?"

Shou smiled reassuringly. "It's okay, sweetheart. Daddy just needs your help real fast. Come on. You can come too, Sumire."

The dog barked once.

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After a full night of killing things and sniffing out traps without using his hydro-sensing, Shin'en was only a little more tired. The water in the mist rejuvenated him slightly, gave him enough strength to not fall over instantly, and slightly satiated his hunger. Before the morning did come, however, at the darkest part of the night, Arashi felt a foreboding in him, and so he sent Shin'en to check on the Nagai household.

The demigod wasn't too fond of this development. He was tired and hungry, making him irritable and grouchy. He was also a child, making him doubly irritable and grouchy. Yūwaku had already made the joke that he missed his naptime and needed his bottle.

He nailed her in the stomach and stormed off.

Upon arriving back at the house, he jumped and entered. If he had been of more sound mind, he would've used his hydro-sensing to inspect the insides of the house, but as he did not, borderline delirious as he was, he became nearly panicked when he got to Satomi's room and found it empty.

Emotion driving the ten-year-old now instead of logic, he quickly crept through the house checking every room from one end to the other, finding nothing and no one. At the end of his search, there was but one more room: the experiment room.

Shin'en gripped the nob, twisting it so carefully that it made no sound, and he gently pushed the door open. A dim light cast faint illumination about the room, revealing it to be an area, about as big as the regular classroom, of metal walls with a barrier between the door and the rest of the room, a clear safe area to watch what happened on the other side.

The dim light and the sheer quietness created an eerie atmosphere, one that had Shin'en on edge. He drew a kunai, and crept in. Now of sounder mind, he was using his hydro-sensing, and he what he detected both confused and relieved him.

Yet ever was there that present feeling of being threatened.

Satomi was naked on the other side of the barrier, and crouching before her was…a dog. Or at least, a dog-like creature. There was no sign of Shou, and the Satomi's clothes were discarded in a corner.

The girl turned, and she brightened. "Shin'en! Look, my daddy made a perfect Chimera! See, it even talks!"

Shin'en looked at the Chimera, his eyes sliding inside his mask. The animal raised its head to look at him with blank eyes.

"Hi…there…" it said in a thick, slow voice.

The demigod was more creeped out by that than impressed. His eyes slid back to the girl who wanted to marry him when she got older. "You're not Satomi."

She blinked. "Huh? Yeah, I am."

"No, you're not. Satomi doesn't know about the Chimera Jutsu."

And just like that, the child's face became hard and like stone. "Well," she said in a voice more serious and steely than what a child's should have been, "I lied to you when we were playing in the woods. I've known all about my father's work. In fact, I was the one to begin work on it, you idiot."

"Who are you?"

"Oh, I am Satomi Nagai, but I'm not an innocent little girl." Satomi grinned cruelly. "I'm a prodigal genius. I was only out the womb for a few months before I started making speech, and I found a way to tell my parents what I needed just by making a certain sound. Hungry? Make this sound. Need a clean diaper? Make that sound, and so on and so forth. I discovered the groundwork for the Chimera Jutsu when I was in town with my mother one day, a pirate had it and I stole it. Of course, it got my mother killed, but with all the damage done, it was easy to convince Shou that it was a battle between ninja.

"With my mother dead, it was easy to steer him in the direction of revenge, and convince him to work on the jutsu until he worked himself to sleep. I went over it and revised as many times as he did, but neither one of us was able to get it, no matter how many alterations and variations we used. Then you and yours come along, and the new formula the rest of you made seemed so promising that I couldn't wait. My father came in because he wanted my help in folding the laundry real fast, the stupid oaf, but I knocked him out and set up the jutsu…and it worked."

Satomi patted the Chimera's head. "Of course, I did lose my dog in the process, but you can't make an omelet with breaking a few eggs."

"…why?"

She looked at the masked ninja. "Oh? Is that hurt I hear in your voice? Are you stinging on the inside because the sweet little angel you knew is actually a cunning prodigy?"

Oh, Shin'en was stinging alright.

"Well, if you must know…" Satomi's face turned serpent-like. "It's because I enjoy the prospect of the carnage." She laughed a horrible laugh for a child. "Watching the idiot sheep slaughter each other for their inane causes, stoking the flames of both sides until they burn each other out…" a shudder passed through her. "I'm almost five, and I'm already smart enough to work a jutsu from basically scratch. I'm the greatest mind this world has ever seen! I'll surpass everyone on the planet, and become its new god! And don't look at me like that. I know I'm only four, but look what I've accomplished."

Satomi indicated the merging of her own father and her dog.

"Just think of what I can with an improved version, once I get even smarter and stronger. Imagine: an age where Jinchuuriki and Tailed-Beasts don't exist, but merged forms of them did. New beings, gods made flesh by my hand, loyal to me and only me." There was a far off look in the child's eye as she imagined herself at the top in her fantasy world.

Shin'en, however, felt like something had been ripped out of him. This girl had reminded him so much of his little sister Keiko, and brought forth buried feelings of his big sister Persephone. Satomi had stirred a spark in him, one that had tried to bloom before he forcefully killed it, but not as much as he had thought, because now that little ember had been violently snuffed out, and it left him feeling cold on the inside.

Cold, bitter, and betrayed.

"And don't think you can stop me, either." Satomi made a Ram Sign, and a Seal sprang about around the experimentation room. Shin'en couldn't move. "It's a Paralysis Seal. I can activate it with a sign and that's it. I don't have to spend any of my own small reserves of chakra to keep it going or get it started. I don't have any animals on hand to merge you with, because once a Chimera is made, it can't be made into something else. At least, not with this version of the jutsu, but I'll change that in time."

"I don't need to move, to kill you."

Satomi looked smug, but her expression became one of horror when suddenly, her belly was split open. It was quick and instant, she hardly felt it happen, but she felt the blood spill, and she felt the cold. She tried to scream, but the most terrible thing happened.

With her belly split open, her intestines were exposed, and that was all Shin'en needed.

Satomi's scream was murdered in her throat when a length of her own small intestine made a loop and became tight around her neck. She acked and gurgled, eyes wide and panicked as she suffocated. The makeshift noose continued to tighten as Shin'en's fury grew at the betrayal of his emotions and feelings by this little monster.

It got tighter…and tighter…and tighter…and then…

KRUK

The vertebrae were crushed.

It was not an instant death, but the last few moments were of agony as the blood pooled inside her, as her lungs burned from asphyxiation, and her nerves screamed at the sudden loss of connection. After moments of slow pain, Satomi Nagai died, a monster at the age of four that had orchestrated her mother's death, manipulated her father, and sacrificed both him and her loyal dog to a jutsu and delusions of grandeur.

Shin'en stared at the corpse for a bit, reflecting on the event and stewing in his emotions. The Chimera padded over and prodded Satomi with its nose.

"Daugh…ter…wake…up…Daddy…needs…help…"

Shin'en grabbed the water inside the mutilated bodies of Shou Nagai and Sumire, and ripped the poor beast apart. It was messy, but it was instant. He didn't dwell on that action, and he flared his chakra in such a monumental blast that he shattered the Paralysis Seal and blew up the house, toppling every tree within a twenty-meter radius.

He met up with Yūrei later, but he was too…he just wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right then, and so he set off by himself through the marshlands and back to the hideout. By the time he got back, the sun had risen to be hidden behind a thick blanket of gray clouds.

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I told you there was going to be a twist, as in, the intestines being twisted to form a noose? Ha, get it? A 'twist?'

But seriously. You all thought Shou Nagai was going to turn his daughter Satomi into a Chimera with her dog, Sumire, and Shin'en was going to paint the walls with his blood because of his emotional attachment to the little girl because she reminded him of his sisters.

But no, Satomi was the villain all along, stealing the jutsu notes from pirates, intentionally getting her mother killed, playing on her father's grief, and then using him to better the jutsu she stole until a successful way to use it was found.

All at the age of four, almost five.

What a monster.

Also, I got an evening job with UPS, working 5-10, and I start college on August 27, 2018, for those reading in the future. Updates will get a little weirder come the end of the summer, but my schedule works to where I have plenty of free time. I think.

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