Waterfall Country
His legs pumped as fast as he could muster, trying desperately not to allow his weight to get ahead of him, causing him to stumble. His right arm fluttered limply at his side and his left was occupied trying to slow the bleeding at the base of his neck. His body was covered in numerous cuts and slash marks.
He could barley breath and it wasn't helping him run any faster. With every breath he could feel his lungs touch the fragments of his broken ribs. Each breath threatening to pop his lungs, it was late, and the night was dark and silent. The only sounds were his frantic breaths as he ran through the woods.
Having enough he dropped and rolled across the ground. He forced himself to a sitting position and tried to catch his breath. He looked around to see if there was anyone near him. He twisted uncomfortably trying to get a good view with his working eye. His left was swollen and puffy; the whole left side of his face was swollen and puffy.
He remembered the pain when his head was smashed off of a rock. Bruises, cuts, scraps, the whole nine-yards. Nearly every type of injury you could think of, he had it.
"I think we've lost him."
You better have lost him. If you die, I die as well.
"Give me access to more of your chakra, so I can run faster."
I have given you full access to my chakra; your injuries just don't allow you to move fast enough. My chakra can't help.
The man took a deep breath and exhaled. He managed to slow his breathing, next he had to work on his heart beat. Some of the cuts on him were fairly deep and bleeding quite a bit. He breathed in through his nose, and out through his mouth. He continued the exercise until he felt his heart beat slow to a reasonable pace.
The silence of the night was broken by a weird sound from behind him. His heart rate went back through the roof. He looked around frantically, trying to see something with his good eye.
He saw nothing. But his sight didn't matter, because he heard him. Quite, taunting laughter.
Run
The man rushed to his feet as fast as possible and began to run again. He didn't get more than five steps before white hot pain hit his right leg. He dropped to the ground and rolled onto his back. He propped himself onto his elbows and looked at his leg.
He looked at his leg, dripping blood…five feet off the ground, held in the hands of the man who literally tore it off of his body. The man tossed the leg behind him and stepped closer.
Beginning to panic the man sat up and sealed. He tapped into all the chakra he could and exhaled a torrent of flame, water, earth, lightning and wind. In one massive blast the combination destroyed the earth in front of him, leaving a long scar in the earth.
The cloaked man had disappeared. Taking his chance, the man turned onto his stomach and began to crawl. He looked up and froze in fear. As the cloaked man's head was sticking out of the ground in front of him, smiling sinisterly.
"Now, now, now. That attack wasn't very nice. It could have hurt us."
"Stop resisting, you're combing with us."
The cloaked man's hand emerged from the ground and griped his face. He screamed as the cloaked man pulled his head into the ground, and it was silent. Both of them disappeared into the earth.
Sasori stood atop the left thumb of the King of Hell statue. He looked on in disgust at the bloody mess Zetsu had placed at the base of the statue.
"Holy shit Zetsu. What did you do to the guy?" Deidara asked. Staring at the mutilated Jinchuuriki.
"We captured him." Zetsu replied, looking at Deidara blankly.
"What does it look like?"
"It looks like you fucking tried to eat him. Then spat him out!"
Zetsu scowled at Deidara's assumption, clearly offended.
"Seriously, it really does look like you tried to eat him." Kisame said laughing. He seemed to be the only one not visibly grossed out by the bloody mess of a man. Even Itachi's face was slightly contorted.
Zetsu cursed at Kisame and Deidara, he was getting agitated at everyone criticizing him for his method on capturing the Jinchuuriki. Sasori looked back down at the bleeding man. He felt like speaking up, they should probably seal the demon before he bled to death.
"Let's vote. Everyone raise your hand if you agree that Zetsu shouldn't capture anymore Jinchuuriki!" Deidara shouted as he raised his hand. One by one, hands were raised. Sasori raised his hand as well; he really didn't want to look at something like this again.
Zetsu continued to cuss and swear at Deidara. It was to no avail however, since Deidara was to busy cracking more and more jokes about the whole situation.
"Enough, we need to start the sealing process before he bleeds to death. Kakuzu, quickly seal his wounds." Pein ordered.
Kakuzu nodded and raised his arm. After a few moments of rustling underneath his cloak sleeve, a mass of black tendrils emerged and went straight for the Jinchuuriki. The tendrils covered his body and pierced his skin. In under a minute, the tendrils had sewn shut all of his wounds. They even managed to seal of his bloody stump of a leg.
"What about all of the blood he's lost?" Tobi asked.
"He'll live long enough for the sealing. He exhausted the Gobi with his fight with Zetsu; it won't take long to seal him." Pein said. "It's time to start."
With that being the final command, all the Akatsuki members brought their hands together and made the appropriate seals. Slowly, the mouth of the statue opened. A dim glow was sparked in its mouth. The glow grew brighter and brighter, until nine-spectral dragons emerged and covered the Jinchuuriki, and the sealing began.
For five minutes the sealing continued in silence. It wasn't until Hidan started complaining for the conversation to start up again.
"How long with this one take?" Hidan groaned. "This is crap."
"Now that we have a full ten members. It should only take day or two." Pein said. "So stop your complaining now. I speak for all of us; we don't want to hear it."
Hidan mumbled under his breath but kept quite nonetheless. His complaining was done. "How are we going to go about capturing the other Jinchuuriki?" He asked.
"Now that we are included in the alliance, it shouldn't be too hard. We now have access to Iwa, Kumo and Kiri. Locate your Jinchuuriki, and attempt to capture them without being witnessed." Pein said.
"How are we going to do that? If we're going to capture the Jinchuuriki in their own villages, then we're going to have issues with civilians and active ninja. If we're seen, then the villages will turn on Ame." Tobi stated.
"Who cares, Ame is expendable. This entire village is just a tool for us." Deidara said, with enthusiasm.
"Ame may be expendable to you, but not to me, this country is the starting point for our plans." Pein said. He inclined his head in Tobi's direction as he began answering his question. He spoke so that everyone would listen on how to go about capturing the Jinchuuriki.
"Be as discreet as possible when attempting to capture the Jinchuuriki. We have precautionary measures incase you are witnessed and it wont be much of a problem. Nonetheless, it would be ideal if none of you are seen."
"What precautionary measures do you speak of?" Tobi asked.
"The precautionary kind." Deidara said laughing.
"So who is going after whom?" Kisame asked, referring to who would capture which Jinchuuriki. "Because unless you have a specific person to go after specific Bijuu, id like to go capture the Sanbi."
"Home sick Kisame?"
"Or do you want to kill more of your old comrades?" Zetsu inquired, with an interested tone.
"A little of both actually." Kisame said with a chuckle.
"Very well, Kisame and Itachi will move in to capture the Sanbi in Kirikagure." Pein said.
Itachi nodded in response. "Deidara, Sasori, both of you will go to Wind country. The Nibi will be transferred there soon enough, capture her and the Ichibi at the same time if possible."
"What about me and Kakuzu?" Hidan asked in a slightly whinny tone.
"The Shichibi is in Iwa, capture him. Lastly, from what we know, the Hachibi is a ninja of Kusakagure. Do some investigating and find out his identity. Then capture him."
"Tobi, Zetsu. The two of you will do reconasaince and find the whereabouts of the Yonbi. He is the last unknown. When you find his identity or his whereabouts. Contact me.
"Orochimaru." Sasori said. Not bothering with a sentence. He said his name and everyone knew what he was asking.
"He will be dealt with soon enough. There is no need to worry about him."