Land of the Sea - Island Takeover [P] [CLOSED]

Sameonna Hoshigaki. The famed goddess of Water now travels to the Land of the Sea. She looked at it with weary eyes from afar - a mountain that stretched among the beautiful ocean before her, allowing her to have a clear vision of the four islands which composed its elegance. Using her Suiton Mastery at its level four potential, she jumped from the cliffside she once stood on, pulling the waters from below to wrap around the bottom part of her body in a swirling vortex. It seemed like she was truly riding a tornado made of water. The spiraling figure charged forward toward the village.

Minutes later, she came rushing over the horizon of the village. Upon her sighting, an alarm could be heard thundering over the Mother Island. Sameonna would watch as about thirty well-abled ninja flooded onto the beach of the giant island. Their weapons ready, they took defensive stances along the coast, many unafraid of what may happen should Sameonna launch a sudden attack. This was something that she could utilize as a benefit once she claimed the village. Ninja who fight for their country and their leader. Ninja who are not afraid of death or the cold hands that present themselves to their souls. She came down from the vortex of water, crashing onto the beach directly in front of the ninja - many of them being smashed by the waves and pushed aside back into the forests from which they came.

Ten ninja on each side rushed to Sameonna with all of their might, swinging and flailing their weapons wildly. She could plainly see that they weren't too trained when it came to weapons - though this was something she could work on once she became the Umikage. She activated a quadrouple formation of her renowned Utsusemi Technique, five of the water ninja now present, back to back - aside from Sameonna's real figure presenting itself above the stacked solid clones, one hand to the left and the other to the right - her eyes facing the ocean. She closed the amber beauties, shut her palms and those of her clones and waited until the perfect moment to unleash her attack. Just as the sand beneath the mass of ninja shifted in front of the pyramid of kunoichi, she opened her eyes, her palms following them in their wake. Letting out a bellowing scream, air traveled through her air tubes with supersonic capability.

Firing from her hands, airwaves shot from a paradigm of areas. With little to no enclosure or opening from the center, each side was concurrently obliterated by a series of destructive airwave torrents. Plantlife on the beach was reduced to nothingness, craters in the sand were created, water from the sea flooding into the crevices. When the brightness created by the technique had settled, the dust created by it was all that seemed to remain from the massive attack. Ninja? Where? There was no longer any type of opposition before her, aside from the possibility that a Umikage had been waiting for her. A battle which she had promptly prepared for if that was the case. Surely he or she would certainly not pose any type of rational threat. She just defeated over thirty defenders of the island in the time it would take to open and shut a door. A feat not many could rival. She ran through the forests before her, sprinting toward the chambers of the Umikage.

Upon arriving at the gateway to the towering building, she jumped over the gates in front of her, landing atop it with a perfectly mandated handstand. The gates being pointed, she used her abnormal skill in balance to perform a single-fingered handstand, which would accordingly send her body over the wall in a spinning motion. She landed with a slight thump, rolling to transfer the kinetic energy out of her body so she doesn't damage the muscle circulatory systems in her legs. Caution was needed, just as much as recklessness was not. She stood quickly and sprinted toward the door, jumping toward it with a scissor kick in motion. Slamming into the iron gates, they flung open to reveal an empty corridor. She'd look around and brush the hair from her face as to reveal her Sharingan. Scanning the area, no notable chakra signatures could be present. She was unsure if this was even the place.. But noticing a poster on the wall, she walked over to it and began reading.

It mentioned the thirty-years war and how the rebels of Demon Island staged a failed coup'd'tat on the former Umikage. Though if it was a failed attempt, where was the Umikage? She could sense a moderate chakra signature on the top floors of the tower, though nothing that could have been compared to her own. With such theories and ideas in mind, she would quietly step up in the spiraling staircase, which lead to a cut off, further leading down a long hallway. Down the hall, a door in the center room could be seen - a sign with the kanji for KAGE could be seen. The door was currently unopened, seemingly locked. Through her sensory, she could tell that a ninja was in the room. Unsure of how to approach the situation, she instead staged another strategic deception. Something she was famous for. Tricking her enemies. She had the four solid clones she previously created head toward the tower themselves, sprinting along the forest until they reached the tower. They scaled the towers` side, climbing to the very top, where the Kage office window was located.

Sameonna activated her Hidden Mist, which would travel through the halls at a moderate speed, turning the darkness it once had to a foggy depiction. The mist seeped under the door of the office and soon enough filled it with the blinding smoke. Sameonna herself waited at the end of the hall, her hands as a whole expanded and pointing directly at the door in case the ninja inside attempted an escape with his date with death. One by one, the clones jumped through the window with exceedingly flamboyant speed. The person inside however was not the Umikage. He wasn't even a ninja at all, let alone a Kage. Sameonna ran from the hallway and kicked the door open, dispersing the fog. By the time she had reached him, all four clones had him held down against the bookshelf in the back of the corridor. He seemed to be pleading for his life, tears barely surfacing from his eyes.

"Who are you and why are you in the Umikage Chambers?" She asked. "I will only ask this once." He stared at her. "P.. Please.. I'm not the Umikage. He left this village long ago, fearing his imminent death.. It was only a m-matter of time.. Before the rebels would have performed another attack!" Sameonna nodded her head. "I see.. And where are the rebels now?" She'd ask out of curiosity. If she did take control over the village, they may be something she'd have to be aware of so she can kill them off so as to prevent and uprising. "T-They went after him.. They left when the Umikage boarded a ship and sailed north! Its been over twenty years.. The rebels as well as the U-Umikage haven't been seen since then!" He began crying and wimpering pathetically, taking pauses in breath. "P-Please.. L-Let me go! I'm only the governor! The village is yours - j-just.. Please! Let me live!"

Sameonna would consider the possibility of letting him go. Finally, she came to her decision. "Very well.." The clones would let him go, as he'd drop to his knees, looking directly up at Sameonna. "You may leave.. You can either choose to leave the island, or become a citizen under the commandment of me - Sameonna Hoshigaki. Kanshissui no Kirigakure, the Guardian of Kirigakure and Shadow of the Hidden Mist." Without hesitation, he nodded and scurried to his feet, falling several times before finally making his balance stable. He ran out of the room with speed that even surprised Sameonna. Laughingly, she looked at him, and turned back toward the window. She could see the sun finally setting over the horizon. The clouds above the ocean seemed to reflect a spider-webbed look that captured the island in its malevolent elegance. She'd smile, the takeover being complete. She would sit in the chair at the desk of the Umikage Office, two clones to her left and the other two at her right. A smile was now present on her face, her Sharingan seeming to eminate from the darkness which consumed the room, glowing with a, ferocious blood-red hue.