Name: Top Secret Mission #00845
Rank: A Rank
Custom Or generic: Custom
Participants: Kibou Heiki
Description: Leave Konoha at once and go to Amegakure and pose as a a Wind Country ninja pushing drugs in Amegakure. Your presentation needs to be absolutely flawless and there needs to be no suspicion of you being anyhow related to being a Konoha shinobi. This also means not using jutsu that would be found exclusively in Konohagakure. (Rasengan) After posing as a drug dealer secure a place to stay in Amegakure for a few days and wait for further instructions. Two ninja will offer you a bag from the Hidden Grass Village. Accept it. Instructions are in the bag.

Objective
Primary: Pose as a shinobi from the Wind Country pushing drugs in Amegakure.

Secondary: Do so without being caught.
ETFC IC: 2-7 days OOC:-



Day One

Heiki woke up with his face enveloped in a cool breeze. He opened his eyes turning his head towards the window. It was open bringing in a soft wind that was gentle enough to move the flaps of unhindered paper that was being caught by a book. He left it open last night, remembering his apartment being hot and almost making sleep impossible. He sat up looking out the window to see the overcast day begin. It was early in the morning. He didn’t hear any birds chirping pleasantly outside his window, he didn’t see the sun move in with the wind today as they danced together in his room. The only thing he heard was his thoughts telling him to get up. What time is it? What should I have for breakfast? Should I have breakfast? Take a shower maybe? Which weapon to bring? Does it even matter? We should probably set off now.

The mission the Hokage wished for him to complete. Posing as a drug pusher from Wind Country, make a stakeout for himself without getting himself into too much trouble. He would be given further instructions once he was given a package from two unknown shinobi. It was something simple, something that shinobi of his caliber can complete without hassle. Despite all that, he didn’t feel up for this job. It just seems so-normal for Heiki. The Hokage gave him a task that any beginner jounin could pull off. The difficulty of possessing as someone else isn’t hard to act out unless of course the acting skills were par closer to novice level then maybe. Any ANBU agent could easily pull this detail off without much issue and ANBU was indeed the finest program of black operations ever.

Heiki didn’t see why he was given this mission. What was more amazing was the fact that he accepted the mission without much surprise. He doesn’t remember at the time why he took the job. He just remember a voice saying “If you do this, you’ll have to prepare for war.”

“War” he repeated back as he washed his face with cold water knocking the sleep out of his eyes. “War that’ll shape Fire Country” Yes, he did remember saying that but he couldn’t exactly remember why this voice said war but it just echoed in his head as he was getting ready to leave out. Go to Amegakure, back to the place where they were chasing him. Not exactly his idea of a pleasant mission but what mission like this is pleasant?

He gathered his things, his basic tool kit, the tattered cloak that he used in Amegakure but only showed the Hokage when he got here, the hidden blades. He hadn’t used these bad boys in a long while, these things were his hands extension taking the many lives of many people, both proponents of enemy and ally towards Konoha. He attached the mechanism around his wrist adjusting each of the bands for comfort for now. He didn’t need to have it coming out as of yet, just to hold him. He walked over to the door. On the table next in his little kitchenette was the headband given to him so long ago. He looked at it meticulously, looking at the fine detail at how well it held up over the years. In the past, this same mission would’ve been dealt with the same way only he would had held this band with some pride in it. Now that part of his life is over and he could only view this contraption as a memory that should be left in the history books. He didn’t grab it. He went over the door and locked it behind him heading towards the village gates.

Heiki felt no life through and through the village. Wet days like today made it good to sit in and read or play something in the indoor. It didn’t encourage the life that many people are accustom too. It was early in the morning and that would also affect the people’s point-of-view as to what it is they day could bring but Heiki didn’t think that was all of it. The village felt like a storm somehow. It was quiet for now, nothing truly happening at the moment but that sense of lingering. That particular sense where it can’t be seen yet but it’ll happen. It’s question is when and as Heiki jumped from rooftop to rooftop with each step splashing into something wet, he felt that this would be one of those days.

He arrived at the gates with not much concern as to how early or late he was. He had no teammates to check in and the guards of this shift were mostly the guards that question genin and chunin leaving late. Those of higher standards don’t get questioned, just looked upon with some jealousy of leaving the village but nothing else. The guards didn’t bat an eyelash as Heiki ran past him. He was silent in his movements, silent in his approach. The guard eyes were locked on the words of a book. He looked up to see that no one had passed by him. He thought he heard someone or his imagination was getting the better of him. He shrugged his shoulders and went back to his read.

Coming out from the north were the black clouds that was maybe fifty miles before it would reach fire country itself. Regardless of its distance, it had an eerie feeling to its movement. It was creeping its way like a disease, looking as destructive as any artist rendition of a storm. It’s massive self stretched for miles with the sound of rumbling thunder booming within itself. The storm would reach Konoha within a day or so and also something else…

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