Stop the Thief!(Mission/Solo)

mission:

He had been told, politely, to go and murder a man who had just stolen something from the anbu branch. That was not good. This man obviously deserved death. He'd admittedly feel somewhat guilty that he'd have to murder a man, even if the man was just a thief who had crossed the wrong village.

He was made aware of the man's camp, and decided he was to go and meet the man there. Not that there was a meeting properly made up, but more of a surprise for the thief. He had started on his way to the camp in the dark.


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He appeared in the camp, as the man was awake and quite alive.

"I suppose you're fast enough to outrun most hunters? I'm afraid to say you can't outrun me. Even if you're at peak, human form."

He elected not to tell the thief that he was also at peak human form. When the thief decided to bolt, it was up to Chiruto to run after him, and that he did. Thankfully for Chiruto, he could easily track him while running and talking.

"We could end this without violence. Just stop."

One thing could be confirmed. The man was fast; just as fast as Chiruto in fact. He'd run after him for about ten minutes, seeing as both of them had no lack of particular stamina. Once the man would come to a stop, he had a slightly frightened look in his eyes.

2/9

"What are you?"

"I'm the only one here. I'm the man who determines if you live or die. You can keep running, but if you do..."

He would fish one of his kunai out of his pocket, waving it around. He knew exactly how to throw the thing so it embedded itself in the runners thigh. The man must've realized what this meant about half way through pulling it out, so that was that finished.

The two stared at each other, trying to figure the other out. The one who went fast was clearly getting some ideas. None that he should be getting, but that didn’t stop him. In a panic, the man formed handseals and outcame a beam of lightning from his mouth, which was easily dodged. Surprisingly, hit none of the tress and just sort of died out after a point.

After the lighting was spewed, the kunai that was slipped out was chucked fast as possible towards the right thigh. It inserted itself into the thigh of the thief. He elected to then throw another into the thief's shoulder. He knew that the boy probably had something more to do. Something more to his list of tricks. He happened to be right in this case, as the thief decided to run forward and attempt to knee him in the face. Due to the kunai in the thigh, it wasn't quite as effective, and was met with a light kick to the stomach. No reason to bring out his sword for this. He would then kick the man in the chin.

It wasn't as refined as the Kunai throws, but it was still a solid kick which rocked the man.

"Are you done?"

Clearly not, as he made an effort to kick Chiruto in the face, which failed in the most amusing ways.

4/9

It failed because the thief intended on it failing. This had, admittedly, caught Chiruto off guard and caught him in the cheek with a Gale Palm. This, however, deigned a response of the drawing of a blade and the cutting off of the thief's right leg. He wouldn't just stop and continue running. He could've made this easier for both of them, but no. He had to fight. He had to go about bemoaning this whole thing. He could've just given the secrets back and have been just fine. They would've been just fine if they'd have just, given the secrets.

"You're done. I'm going to search you for the secrets you stole now."

He would start patting the man down, going up and down the mans body. At this point, the man was fading in and out of consiousness, which made it more difficult to defend against the pat down.


5/9

He knew, he knew the mission was to slaughter the thief and take the secrets. He didn't really want to kill the guy. Though, upon thought, would be living with one leg really be worth the cost of the secrets? Wouldn't killing him be better for the man? There was a moral ponderance happening within the man who called himself Chiruto. He really wasn't particularly sure about this. It was a particularly confounding moral conundrum because of what he had already done to the man.


While he was pondering this, he managed to finish out the secrets and put them on the ground after sitting down.

"I know that I've already cut your leg off..."

Little did he know that the man was conscious, and had a plan to fight back.

6/9

First, unknown to him, the man shot up using a wind jutsu, and then using a separate one, blew Chiruto back. He figured it was supposed to cause damage, but the fact was that the man had messed the targeting up due to the pain. This was a lucky thing for Chiruto, however less luck when he'd have to find the paper that was pushed deeper into the forest. He would swiftly grab another one of his kunai and attempt to throw it at the man, but it'd get deflected via another wind blast. These weren't powerful enough to hurt him, just push him.

Was it Great Breakthrough? That had to be it. It rendered his Kunai useless.

Thereby, he had to move forward. He tried, and then got blown back. This was annoying, but the man was likely running out of chakra.

7/9

Soon after about 5 more tufts of wind, when he came close, the man could no longer push the swordsman away. The gentle swordsman walked up and pondered ending the man's life. Pondered ending his existance with a simple slice, ro to make it longer. IT wasn't so much a hard question, as it was a choice. A simple choice. He held his blade in his hand, shortening his grip, and bringing it down close to the mans neck before stopping. Was it really what he wanted to do. Gah.

He sat down next to the man, who was likely having bled out at this point, and asked a question out loud.

"Cut the head off? Or leave him alive?"

The choice was made shortly after the man had officially bled out. He raised his sword and sliced down, cutting the man's head clean off his shoulders. That was fine, that was fair. His biggest concern was getting the papers that had flown around, and he spent roughly the next 30 minutes doing that, as the papers were everywhere and it was a bother and this couldn't have gone worse if he were to be honest. He had murdered another guy, he had maimed him and he had almost lost the secrets.

Those secrets were important to the village, and thereby him.

He'd run back to the anbu office and hand those secrets back to them, safe and sound.

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