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Things went to hell fast for the newest ambassadors to Mist, within about ten minutes of leaving the training ground. They were walking, just walking through the vilage, admiring the massive cylindrical grey buildings and Chojuro's comfortable presence, when Hinata called out. They were just five or six minutes from the actual village proper and thus entirely alone, exposed.

Mika turned to her, seeing her sway as a senbon stuck out of her neck. Rushing to her, with all his speed, Mika called out. " Chojuro!"

The boy twirled, blocking a dozen more senbon with his blade. "This isn't the Mizukage's orders, what are you doing?" He called out, his timid squeak turning into a strong presence that even commanded Mika's attention.

Mika's glowing hands moved over her neck. "Poisoned, Chojuro I do not recognize this, I cannot heal her!" Panic started to set in, as did rage.

Ghost hopped down, fur standing on end, hissing hatefully. "Six attackers, all close by, one strong Jonin level chakra, the rest chunin or lower. All bloodthirtsy!"

Mika repeated this to Chojuro before using the remains of the chakra he stole from Chojuro to create a shadow clone. "Take her and flee." The clone nodded and it vanished with all it's haste. A little tired but uber pissed, Mika pulled out his blade and blocked a dozen more senbon coming his way. A thick mist started to form, and Mika felt the chakra brushing his skin. 'You want the use the silent killing, try me.'

And the battle was joined.

Mika watched, just before the Mist entirely covered them all, as Ghost leaped into the air, twirling. "Fur Senbon Jutsu!" Sending a flurry of powerful needles into the mist, making three voices call out.

"FUCKING CAT!" They screamed, one collpasing hard against the wet earth,

With that, Mika moved. Speed was his ally here, he rushed forward, flipping through the air, slicing down with his blade and carving through someone's neck. Ducking under a large strike, he lashed out with his foot sending another flying back with something in ther chest crunching. He smelt blood, and it only solidified his hate.

"ROEW!" He heard Ghost snarl and another person screamed out, blood spurting from open wounds, covering Mika's face. The mist faded then and Mika knew they had found their source of the jutsu.

As it faded, they saw Chojuro surronded by two corpses, smashing his blade into the third right into a stone protrusion, knocking him out but not killing him. The look on his face, in his eyes, was murderous. Walking over with chakra nearly visible, the man grabbed the person he just attacked, a red haired thicker woman, and lifted them up. With precision born of experience, he wrapped ninja wire around their limbs. "Can you collect the rest of them?"

Mika nodded. "I have scrolls."

"Good, we will need that. I hate the insurrectionists. Most died out or assimilated, but some... some are still trouble, wanting the old days of the Bloody Mist to come back. You handeled yourself well in the Mist, not many can do the Silent Killing."

"I learned after meeting Zabuza."

"I see... let's go, we need to check on your partner."

"Yeah that sounds..." The world went blurry and Mika collasped, coughing loudly as something burned in his veins. "Poison..." And everything went dark.

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"Why me?" Hinata asked as she came too, groggy and weak and more then able to remember her recent assult.

Mei, who was standing by her bed in what she now knew as a grey hosptial, sighed. "They crave the days of the Bloody Mist, where bloodline uses were prey. You are a bloodline user. That is as simple as it is."

"I hate people." She groaned. "Am I okay?"

She sighed. "You almost weren't, any longer with exposure and you would be dead or sterile. The poison was made to cut off bloodlines even if the victim survived, fortunately we have found a way around that. Otherwise I too, with my two bloodlines, would have been unable to bear children... or will be unable, you know what I mean.:

"Was Mika hurt?"

"He and Ghost killed a collective three ninja to protect you."

That made Hinata smile. "They are good friends."

"That they are... " Mei's tone turned dark and Hinata, weak from poison, realized she never answered her question." Mika was badly poisoned, one of the insurrectionists laced the hidden mist they were lying in with a poison. Chojuro was immune, having faced it before, but Mika... he is in a coma. He might not wake up... and even if he does, Mika's cells are dying, he is going to lose one of his eyes already. Oddly enough, it's only his low chakra levels that has saved him, for the poison follows the chakra network to attack the most delicate organs attached to the coils..."

Hinata was too weak to throw herself out of bed. "And Ghost?"

"With his father, resting. The poison only attacks humans..."

"Small mercies... are the insurrectionists dead?"

"Interrogated and burned."

"Did it hurt?" Hinata asked.

"We let Ghost play with them, he was quite eager."

She laughed. "Good, good... Kami, this went so wrong..."

Mei put a hand on her shoulder. "You are both skilled, but you were overtaken by ninja with far more combat and assasination experience, learn from it, grow and become more... A woman named Shizune will be arriving to heal Mika in the next few hours. I was told you knew her. If you wish to wait with Mika, you are more than welcome. I will lead you personally."


Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

I was tired of mika's victories, Like how I took them away?

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.