A.N: OMG 30 chapters? Really? Jeez this story is nuts! Sorry about the lateness but my laptop is acting up plus I havn't had much writing time.
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disclamer: Why do I even need this? By chapter 30 you shouldall know I don't own naruto or anything really important
Chapter Thirty: Making A Plan An Action
The trip was short and what usually took about a half hour took us only ten minutes by bird. Soon we where fallowing the Mass pike and heading east to where the big abandoned warehouse stood, good thing too because if I had to sit on that freaking bird I was going to barf. Deidara however wasn't as fazed by the amazing height we flew at. Every once and a while he'd step right at the edge of the wing to check if there where any kind of crack in the clay.
"There," Loren said pointing down to a building below. "Now we just need a plan." Deidara circled the building.
"Okay so Sasori and Loren are puppeteers, Deidara's fair range bomber, Jenny is mid-range and specializes in transformation jutsu, and I'm a medic," Donyeta said with a slight nod and took some head radios from her medic apron. "Here each of you put these on." She said giving one to each of us. "Set it to station 56, alright Sasori will take the first floor, Loren the second, and Jenny you get to the basement. Sasori and Loren take out as many thugs as you can and restrain them with chakra strings so the police can arrest them. Jenny once you find the hostages stay with them until the building is secure. I'll stay up here with Deidara and we'll act as lookouts. I'll be down there to heal the injured once things are settled." She paused before looking up at us with steely eyes. "If worse comes to worse I give you permission to kill."
We nodded and Donyeta closed her eyes before speaking again. Deidara I want you to send a few clay animals to boarder the building if any of the gang members try to escape stun or injure them with a bomb."
"Right hmm," Deidara said his hands already in the clay bags.
"Aright kiddos go," she said making a hand signal and Sasori was the first off the bird. I looked warily over at Loren who smiled at me and jumped off next. I looked at Deidara who gave an amused smile his bangs whipping around. I pressed my lips together and stepped backwards off the bird.
I pulled one leg up to my chest and held the other just a bit more loosely. My arms where up over my head and I used my chakra to slow my fall. I hit the graveled roof of warehouse a bit harshly and landed on one knee. Loren however was already at my side and helping me up.
I looked around quickly and saw that Sasori was already found the door to a stair well. A puppet floated next to him a few inches off the ground. It was a decoy puppet with no weapons and no fine detail in it. Pretty much it was just a 'human' shield.
"Alright lets go," Sasori said flickering his fingers so the puppet headed down the stairs first. Loren followed down next and I took the rear. The stairs where old and iron and had a few rust spots. There was no railing but we had trained balance so we headed down quickly and silently.
"Mum do you read? Over." Loren whispered and we listened to the static of the radio.
" I got yah," she said "Where are you guys? Over."
"Top floor over," I said.
"Affirmative. Targets?" she asked.
"Not from what we can see," Loren said, as we looked around the dark hallway "just some graffiti, some needles on the floor, and it smells like mold. Over."
"Alright keep going, over and out."
We nodded though Donyeta couldn't see us. Quietly Loren took the tin case from her belt and opened it to revel her one hundred metal throwing stars. Carefully she dumped them on the floor and put the empty box back on her belt. She ten held both hands out and picked up the stars with her chakra strings.
"Alright come on Jen-chan," Sasori said "Loren can take it from here."
I nodded and fallowed Sasori down the hall and to another staircase. However Sasori stopped at the top of the stairs and let the decoy puppet head down first. I glanced over my shoulder but Loren was already gone. Then I heard gunshots and snapped my head around.
"It's from down stairs," Sasori whispered "they shot the dummy," quickly he pulled out another scroll with a fighter puppet and summoned it. "I'll head down first okay?"
"Um okay," I murmured and he nodded heading down the stairs with the puppet in front of him. I pulled out a kunai and suddenly felt very nervous. What was I doing in an abandon warehouse? Why was I going to fight a dangerous gang? Why did I have to save the hostages?
"Jen!" Sasori called and I snapped up in alert. Quickly I headed down the stairs ignoring the blood that streaked the wall. There was a body at the bottom of the stairs bleeding from a stab wound in his back. If he wasn't dead yet he would from the poison Sasori drenched everything in. I carefully stepped over him careful not to stare at his head or face and looked around. The 'oh crap' feeling came over me as a puppet flew overhead.
I looked up again and saw that there where five puppets fighting more then thirty guys. Sasori was already next to me at this time his hands moving wildly as he controlled the fighter puppets. The men all had guns and knives but where to preoccupied with the puppets. I could tell Sasori wasn't trying to kill them because he would have done so already.
"Hurry," Sasori snapped, "I'm going to make an opening for the left hall, get to the closest staircase you can find and get the hostages." I blinked at him and his face distorted. "Now Jenny!"
I looked to the left and there was another puppet pushing off a few guys from the side. I hesitated for a second before sprinting off for the opening. I got past the mob and kept running down the dark hall before I smashed into someone.
It was a boy maybe a year or two older then me. I stepped back startled and he looked back at me with surprised. He was Spanish with short brown hair and black eyes. I didn't pay much attention to what he was wearing since there was already a gun pointed at me.
In reaction I put my hands up in a defensive posture and he raised a brow. The kunai was still in my hand wand I was pointing it to the side as if in a shield. I saw that the boy was almost laughing and that's when my mind went into slow motion.
There where three shots and I watched the bullets move through the air. No, for real it was like a Matrix rip-off! It felt like minutes when they where close enough for me to just flick my wrists and deflect the bullets with the blade. (If you'd ever wondered how ninjas deflect flying kunai with a kunai now you know… it's a Taijutsu thing.)
I didn't let the guy react as I pounced and drove the kunai into his thigh. He groaned in pain and collapsed. I sprinted off running but as I was turning a corner there was a gunshot and a sharp pain. I hit the cement floor and screamed which I probably shouldn't have done but I was freaking shot! So sue me! My thigh throbbed painfully and I could feel a small pool of blood under me.
"Maria, Deidara," I murmured into my radio as my sight became blackened "Deidara..."
I can around some time later with my hands behind my back and my pant leg covered in dry blood. I groaned but the cloth tied over my mouth muffled the sound. My leg felt like a chunk of raw meat but for the moment I ignored it. I looked around and saw about five other woman tied up similarly as me. They where staring at me and I stared back for a few seconds before getting up onto my knees still ignoring my bullet wound.
Okay Wind King I thought closing my eyes I'm going to need your help to snap these ropes. There was no reply but I channeled my chakra anyway knowing that the youngest dragon had heard me. After concentrating and channeling the robes snapped easily. Because I had neutral chakra I could use all four elements with help of the dragon kings of course I still wasn't good enough to channel one element by itself. The women around me gave muffled squeaks of surprise as I pulled the bandana off from over my mouth.
"Shush," I commanded quietly and the others settled nervously. "I'm not going to hurt you," I whispered getting to my feet carefully and wincing from my wound. I looked around and found that we had all been cramped into a broom closet. "Don't worry I'll get you guys out of here."
I went around and untied all five women there ages ranging from what looked like a 60 or 70 year old to a small girl who couldn't have been older then ten. I put my index finger to my lips to keep them from speaking or making any noise. They looked at me their eyes wide and mouth a gap.
"Trust me," I whispered "anybody have a business or credit card on them?" A black woman who looked about in her thirties nodded and looked through the inside pocket of her clean gray business looking jacket and pulled out a laminated card. She held it out to me and I took it and looked at it for a second. She was a lawyer but before I let myself read anymore I stuck the card in the crack of the door and slid it down hard on the lock. At the same time I wiggled the door handle and it unlocked with a soft click.
I froze and felt the woman behind me freeze to. I listened carefully for any movement and I felt for any chakra. Although civilians don't have strong chakra fields all living things have chakra. Anyway feeling and hearing nothing I opened the door so I could peek out. I looked around the gray and dimly lit work area with large machinery. My radio set was gone so I couldn't contact the others I didn't even know how long I'd been knocked out. I turned back to the woman closing the door.
"When was I brought in here?" I asked still whispering.
"About ten minutes ago," a blond woman said as she snuggled with the teenaged blond girl making up the last two of the group.
"Okay so the others must think I'm okay," I murmured and the woman gave me quizzical stares. "I'm with a few others trying to rescue you guys so bare with me. Well do you all want to tell me your names?"
"Elli," said the little ten-year-old Hispanic girl.
"I'm Nora," said the other girl who looked about three years older then me.
"I'm Kate," said the one I assumed was the teen's mother.
"Francis," said the elderly one.
"Roxanne," said the black woman "but who are you and what is a child such as yourself thinking you can play hero?"
"My name is Jenny," I said looking at Roxanne with a sly smile "and I'm the only way you guys are going to get out of here alive, unless you'd rather sit here and wait for them thugs to come back here and rape you or something." Francis's eyes widened as if I'd said the unthinkable. I crossed my arms and sighed. "Okay everyone fallow me we are going to get you all outside. I have someone out there who will tend to your wounds." Turning away I opened the door and walked out walking slowly so the others could catch up to me.
"Got anything from Jen-chan hmm?" Deidara asked through the radio. It had been nearly twenty minutes since her last transmission.
"Nope, nothing," Loren said, "Well I've cleared the top floor I'm going to head down to help out Sasori."
"Okay um," Deidara sighed sitting down on the bird and looking down at the warehouse.
Loren headed down the stairs the deadly slivery stars hovering around her body some splashed with drops of crimson. She felt numb from the adrenalin pumping through her veins. What she called a righteous high. She could soon hear the rattling of puppets and the yelling of men. Most of the gang had been hanging in the second floor and Sasori was still battling them off. Loren put up her left hand and twitched her fingers quickly while she was still unnoticed and a few stars spun off with bullet like speed and hit their targets below. Three men hit the floor dead and two more were slumped over groaning from there minor but painful wounds. The remaining stars had hit walls.
She jumped down the floor where the melee was going on. She could see many fighter puppets and gang members but no Sasori. Grimacing she moved her arms so they crossed over her chest with her fingers splay. The stars went into the desired formation so they created a type of shield around her.
"Puppet jutsu Clear Desert Evening," she called out doing a few fast seals and causing half of the stars the pump blue with raw chakra and speed off to hit any target close by. By now the crowd had lessened a lot and she could now see Sasori standing on the curled cable that came out from his stomach and his metal wings where spread out while he controlled the many fighter puppets with the opening in his chest that held many chakra strings.
Loren gapped nearly forgetting about the battle going on around her. But that was only before some thug jumped at her with a knife in hand. Bad idea! With only a flick of her wrist a star shot out and stabbed into the man's torso. Looking up gain she brought back all of her stars so they zoomed fast around her body some nearly close enough to nick her skin but still never touch.
"About time you got here," Sasori's voice soothed like fine velvet making her look up "you know I hate waiting," he added with a casual smile.
"It's ironic that your so impatient but you still claim that art is eternal," Loren said dully. Sasori could only give an equally dull face in return one brow high into his hairline. He had no come back…
A.N: Yeah Loren in real life is good with dissing and pointing out things so I just found that little quip at the end funny. Plus does anyone else see the some irony as I do?