Mission: Street Fighters [C-Rank] IO

Street Fighters

Mission:

The twins looked at the mission dossier they had received. Lately some drunkards were harassing Kumo citizens, and they were tasked with dealing with it. Based on what they read, it sounded like they needed to go in incognito. Lucky for the fourteen year olds, looking harmless wasn’t a very difficult prospect. They also noticed that they wouldn’t be alone on the mission and that they needed to meet up with two other genin before proceeding. It didn’t sound like it would be too difficult with three, or four of them depending on how you looked at the twins, vs three drunk men, but it was always good to go in prepared and not underestimate your opponent. 

The boys headed home, Masaru putting on a flak jacket and generally just looking like a shinobi. He packed some kunai and shuriken on the off chance they were needed, and wore his headband on his forehead tilted slightly to the right. He left his hair nice and neet and then disappeared into his brother, completely hiding himself from view. Outside of introductions with the team, he planned on staying hidden until they actually found the assailants so he could be prepared if things turned out more difficult than the two were expecting. Katsu on the other hand, looked every bit the fourteen year old boy. He wore a black oversized t-shirt and a pair of black pants with a number of pockets on either side. His hair remained unkempt as it hadn’t been brushed all day and stuck up in random locations. He had his headband wrapped around the top of his bicep, hidden from view beneath his shirt sleeve. He needed to have it readily available, but also had to make sure it didn’t tip off their targets.

Once ready, Katsu headed out to find the meeting location. It didn’t take him long to locate the bar where the men had last been sighted. He made his way to an unlit rooftop across the street where he was to meet with his makeshift team. Upon arrival, he lifted his shirt sleeve up so that his headband would be visible to those he was going to meet. He wasn’t sure who they were, or what they may have planned, but Katsu was looking forward to offering himself up as bait. He probably didn’t look like he had much to offer an assailant, but the 5’4” boy was certainly a non threatening looking target.


[WC 411]

Ikari went to the mission board for the first time. He didn't know what to expect, he didn't know how things worked, but he did know that he was low on Ryo and he was ready to start making some more. When he got to the board, he was handed an envelope by a random figure to his side and was told to take it. When Ikari went to mouth off at the odd messenger boy, the figure dropped it on the floor and said, "Or else." before vanishing into a puff of smoke. Ikari smirked, "Or else. Whatever." He was curious what was in the envelope so he picked it up. When he opened it up, he was still glancing at the mission board. His main concern that the missions he was going to be given would be along the lines of "Help this old person" or "Help this other old person" due to his rank. When he looked at the slip of the paper, he was pleasantly surprised. 

A type of sadistic joy filled his face as he continued to read what the slip of paper wrote. "Some dumb lightweight bastards have been harassing some of the citizens of our fair village? Well, we can't simply let those bastards live, I mean, continue." He read the slip of paper, reading where he was supposed to meet two others so they could all take care of the issue together. While he didn't think he was going to need help dealing with the drunks, but he didn't mind a few extra hands to take care of the light work. He threw the paper and the envelope away and he headed over to the meeting place so he could get this fight underway.

When he got to the meeting place, he saw that same kid that he had met in the training grounds after he failed his 44 laps around the village. Since they had met, he kept at his speed training and since then, he had broken fifty and almost his sixty laps before the sun set on him. When he walked up to the brothers, he walked up to them in his signature aggressive swagger. When he arrived, he asked if they were the only one coming along with them on this task. "Hey guys. Shall we crack some fuckin skulls or do we have to wait?" Ikari was chomping at the bit to get the chance to beat the hell out of some people, the idea of getting paid to do it. He was ready do his duty as a shinobi of Kumo and follow whatever orders he was given, given that they resulted in Ikari being given the permission to beat the hell out of some folks. 

WC: 460

Ikari stood there next to the ninja that was waiting for him. Ikari was interested in just how this individual would fare in a fight with others. The stature of the ninja was nothing special, being only a small frame with very little to pad the outside. Ikari was curious, and excited to see what was going to happen when the fists began to start flying. Time would only tell and he was more than interested to see what the tale would be. Another individual was in fact coming, unfortunately, he just wanted to commence with the crushing of skulls so he could go back into the quarry and get some weight lifting in before the end of the day. He began speaking and had another body come out of his body to speak back to him. Ikari, startled at first, quickly settled into the idea that his soon to be comrade was able to grow other bodies, well, more like merge with the body of his brother. 

He nodded at the newcomer, a woman standing even shorter and smaller than the shell shinobi. He did not need to worry about introductions, for the shell shinobi said that it was time to go. Part pumped and part excited, he was ready for a fight. More ready than he had ever been. Who was it that they were getting ready to beat the hell out of? He didn't know, but he did know that no matter the outcome, asses were getting kicked and he couldn't wait to witness it. He was easily the largest individual in this group, but he was still very curious as to what both of his comrades were capable of when the fight commenced. 

Ikari knew plenty of less than favorable people around the village. Earlier in the orphanage the people there would always beat the hell out of the children, and many turned out to be just like the bastards they were being hired to knock some sense into. He understood why they ended up the way they did, but he saw that they made their own choice, the choice to be worthless. The orphanage can certainly kill a man's drive to live or have purpose, the weak always choose the easier route. But for Ikari, it only forged his attitude in the fire, it tempered his hatred and his anger. It created the man that he was that day and he was never going to be without value again. 

The trio, or quartet if you include the two bodies within the shell shinobi, had arrived at the local tavern that the trio of drunk bastards were said to frequent. Ikari immediately heard the sounds of loud hollering and yelling between several figures just outside the building in the alleyway. Ikari ran around the corner and he saw the three men pushing a woman between the three of them. They were insulting her and the woman was trying to get her balance to run off before another one of the men would push her again, making her lose her balance. She continued to ask the men to stop, but they continued to laugh as they continued to harass the woman. 

The cap on Ikari's anger blew right off when he saw the three bastards picking on the woman. Ikari let out a battle cry of sorts before he closed the gap between the quartet and the bastard three. The woman fell to the floor when the drunks turned their attention on the crazed lunatic running towards them. His size was enough to cause one to retreat, if only slightly. Ikari chose a random bastard (Opponent B) and got 2 meters away from him when he saw a left straight coming for his face, he slid underneath the meaty fist of the drunk and swept out his leg with the same motion. Right as the drunk fell onto the floor, Ikari climbed on top of the fat bastard and started plunging his fists directly into the bastard's face. 

Blow after blow the man began to fight less and less until his body finally went limp. While Ikari didn't kill him, even if he did feel it would have been justified, he pulled his punches to be enough to knock him out cold, but leave him breathing.

WC:719

Ikari watched as the three drunk men run off when they saw the three of them coming straight at them. Ikari laughed and screamed at the cowards as they ran, laughing at their cowardice. Ikari then waved at the two that had gotten there with him and he ran back to the quarry to get in a few more workouts before the end of the day. He wasn't entirely sure how that fight was going to go, but he was glad that he didn't have to worry about the other two ninjas getting in his way of dealing with them. When he got into the quarry, he thought back about the individual Katsu. He remembered the day that they had their spar in the training grounds, still trying to figure out just how he would be able to morph two people into one, and why one would want to do that. While he was sure there were benefits to be found, he just couldn't think of one. He would rather they be split up completely and fight from two different directions. 

He put the "twins" out of his mind and he focused on the task at hand, get himself stronger and ready himself to learn his sacred Kekkei Genkai, the Senju specific and exclusive chakra elemental chakra transformation, the wood release.

WC:221
TWC:1400

+2000 Ryo +5 AP +7 stats
+1000 towards learning and mastering (No handseals) Hidden Mist (Completed)
+400 towards Haze Clone (400/500)

Approved @ ikari