The Hokage's Will by Airheaded dude

Chapter Fourteen: Hubris

The Hokage's Will

Chapter Fourteen: Hubris

The darkness of the night brought forth the silence and seemingly cold and anxious feelings of every man that were guarding the north eastern outpost of River Country. It was pitch black all over, with nothing but their lamps and the stars across the sky serving as their light. Faintly, they could hear the sounds of crickets chirping a few meters away from their posts. So much was the ominous blanket of silence, that the men positioned on the eastern front of the outposts were gripping kunais and swords every waking moment.

With but a gentle caress of the midnight breeze, the torches and lamps in each outposts were momentarily snuffed out.

It was then that death reared its ugly head.

Jumping out of the canopy of leaves, scores of shinobi took the momentary darkness as an opportunity to take down this outpost before any of them have the right mind to react accordingly, weaving throughout the silent chaos of what was occurring, slitting necks and performing bloodless killing manoeuvres left and right, ninjas began swarming through out the makeshift outpost like scavengers on a carcass, effectively cutting off the eyes and ears of one of the border stations of River Country.

Kiba, who had been part of the night raid, could faintly hear the muffled screams of agony coming from inside the compound. The stench of spilt blood littered his nose as he looked absolutely perturbed for a moment. He looked to his left and saw Yamato standing calmly with a hand on his elbow, dictating the small squadron in effectively and methodically destroying the structure of the compound. Yamato had assigned him to let him know if any person should escape the outpost.

"Outposts are the eyes and ears of any defending nation, they tell the signs of an impending invasion take them out and even a minor force can conquer a country." Yamato recalled on what Shikamaru had said. The boy really was good at strategic meetings, no wonder he was so valuable to Konoha shinobi.

It was then that Kiba's nose caught wind of a person, managing to run from the slaughterhouse so to speak. Kiba suddenly shifted his gaze to Yamato with a frown and the Jounin nodded.

"Alright, Kiba, you take point, you'll be taking a team of five shinobi with you. I don't care who they are, as long as you intercept any escaping shinobi from this vicinity, your limit distance is three kilometres. Move out." Yamato commanded, still focused on the carnage that was currently taking place, somehow, it felt absolutely normal for him, here, standing on a thick tree branch while the assault took place. Yamato mused, perhaps he was too used to the ANBU this much that the mere idea of doing these dirty jobs were nothing more but a daily occurrence during the days in the black ops.

Kiba had already taken five of his men, most likely, they were already beginning to do 'clean up' duties, or what the ANBU usually call them.

To his right, Yamato looked just in time to see Kakashi jump down, standing perfectly straight and saying to his kouhai, "With this, the five main fortresses here in River Country should be easy enough to take down."

Yamato could only nod, as the screams of bloody murder soon began to dissipate inside, as Kakashi began to speak, "I can't believe just how an obscure figure of legends past was able to gain the trust of the minor countries so easily."

"It would seem like Madara had a card dealt under his sleeve when he tried to negotiate on the summit in exchange for the remaining tailed beasts." Yamato mentioned as Kakashi shook his head.

"No it was more like a hasty decision on the part of the minor countries, that and they feared the power from the alliance. I wouldn't blame them though, throughout the history of shinobi the ones that suffered the most during war were the minor countries. Most of the fighting was done on grounds not of the five great nations. The result was countless minor countries either dissolved, or were absorbed into other countries."