Chapter 3
The sun rose on the snow covered mountain top as it lay like a fine powder. The air was quiet, peaceful due to a rare let up in the blizzard like winds. The peace was then broken as the large Blackhawk tore through the calm air in search of its prey. The craft's IR picked up a heat signature. The pilot was directed to hover, then to slowly descend into the canyon where the lone heat signature was located. "Once again, your love for adventure and danger has stranded you in a forsaken area of the world." Thought Gen. Leen Hernandez as the chopper slowly descended into a cloud like vale that covered the top half of canyon. Hernandez ran a scarred hand through his short red hair as he peered out of the port only to see the cliff face. "Why Lara do you do this sort of stuff. Most English ladies with the wealth that you possess just spends their money and sips tea all day."
Lara crawled out of her make-shift tent when she heard the sound of a helicopter from above. Since there were no winds to keep the clouds moving, a pale grey vale blocked the sun's light reaching the lower areas of the canyon. She emerged from her tent just as a large Blackhawk descended like a bird of prey and alighted several feet from her camp fire, the backwash from the rotating blades causing the flames to flicker and finally to go out. The side slid open to reveal her old Mexican friend Leen Hernandez of the 501st marine chopper division A.K.A the "Frozen Black Angels" The division was dedicated solely to locating and retrieving the many thrill seekers that dared to hike the icy peaks of the Tibetan mountain range. Hernandez climbed out of the Blackhawk and rushed over to her. "How was you vacation Lara?" he said as he came up to her. "Real nice. The sun felt real good before the winds stopped and I even bought a souvenir." She pulled out the scroll and showed it to him. He took it and gently turned it to se the spiral and the faded warning. "Any pictures?" Lara replied "Of course, what's a vacation without photos."
The chopper roared through the skies as Lara examined the photos closer. She noticed that the two foxes were trying to kill the snake, but every time they landed a killing blow, the snake would shed its skin and fight on. In the background sat what looked like a mountain with six faces carved into it. The last photo showed a pair of hands reaching through the two foxes and entering into the snake who was pinned beneath the two foxes as it writhed beneath them. "Hernandez, what do you make of these pictures?" The Mexican looked through them and shrugged as he said "Probably a great battle with two nations against a larger nation or it could be two friends, possibly lovers fighting and defeating a great and evil warrior." At this Lara went over the pictures again with these new thoughts.
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Yamanchis looked over at his partner, Maria de Livita as she brushed a strand of dark blond hair out of her emerald green eyes. He had just explained his latest job to her and was waiting for her response. The warm tropical air blew in the scent of the Mediterranean as she finally responded "I think I may be able to help to you. I recognize the name, though I will need some time, my suggestion would be to start looking in Japan. The name is related to a Japanese legend about to lovers who died to defeat him. Ask around and try to find out the location of the two lover's tomb, for it may hold the key that you are searching for." She sipped the last of her champagne and stood up to leave and as she did she said that she would contact him if she found anything.
Maria took a cab to the hotel that she was staying at and hurried to her room. She quickly went over the room, checking for bugs, then she went over to her laptop and activated her video feed system. A man in a black business suit sat with his face covered with shadows. "Report Agent Veritus." She replied "Sir, target has been identified as Eric Edwardson and I have confirmed that he is indeed after the abilities of the one known as Orochimaru." The figure shifted forward as he said "What do you know about this man?" She replied "Not much sir, only what my contact has told me so far." The faceless man shifted again and said "Very well, keep us informed. I have to inform our friends in the FBI and the CIA in America as well as our friends in France, Spain, and Japan of this new development."
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Yamanchis looked up at the screen that read the different flights. There was no strait flights to Japan. The quickest flight was from Italy to Paris to Tokyo. "Maybe I should charter a private flight." He wanted to get to Japan as soon as possible to start searching for the tomb.
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Eric Edwardson looked out the window of his condo and sipped his seltzer water as he mulled over his next step. "Now, to find the tomb of the Biju Containers, which should be in the tomb of the two lovers." He turned and went over to his computer and began to finalize his plans.
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The wind howled as the cloaked figures stood before the ruins of the collapsed temple entrance. The wind blew the hood off of one of the figures and blew her shoulder length blond hair out of her face. "Oh, no." She thought as her partner pushed his black shades up onto his nose. "We should Hokage-Sama of this,"
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