Dark Waters

Chapter Eleven: Attack on Kuraihi Towers

Chapter Eleven: Attack on Kuraihi Towers 

Night. Central City.

Hidden in the shadows a few blocks away from Kuraihi Towers, Rainier was examining the twin towered building before them... fortified, like all ninja strongholds, but small enough to convince him that this was a backup compound, a place to retreat if the main clan stronghold was compromised and to house agents that would have uncomfortably crowded the main compound. Large clans often had one or two such retreats; if anyone lived at such, it would be veteran agents. No students, no green operatives... skilled, capable, proven fighters only.

He'd expected no less.

They made a careful sweep of the surrounding area, and then huddled for a rapid discussion over entry strategy and tactics. 

“We need a diversion... Angel, tell Kenny  to get the western getes guards’ attention.” Rainier whispered.

RHawk triggered his comm and whispered. Tommy still caught the words.

Daniel nodded and picked up his cell. "Hey, Ken. Western gate. We need them away for a few seconds."

A few minutes later, the small ninja clan heard the yells of alarm from the compound and sure enough, even as they watched, Dark Flame clan agents, in civilian guise followed by a couple Red Basilisks shot towards the west and east gates..

No one needed goading. They shot off, circling through the trees towards the back of the compound, where the buildings were closest to the fence.

It didn't take long to scale the wall, and even less time to melt into the shadows.

“Remember.” Master Yoshi whispered. “We are here to take down the Dark Flame Grandmaster. No one else.  So do not kill unless you have to. Understand?”

Nods, and they scattered.

It only took a few minutes before their first encounter. The Dark Flame Clan must have known what was happening or about to happen; sliding through a window, Rainier just heard the squeak of a hidden panel, and then he and his family were back to back and surrounded by five masked, sword-wielding opponents.

Rainier smiled, and when he drew the twin blue handle swords at the back,  it was with a measure of relief. This was what he'd wanted; vengeance, carved out of the flesh of the people who'd dared to do this, dared threaten his family and friends.

The fight was fast, brutal, and short. The enemy agents were good. But Mizu clan were better.

Slide aside, parry, parry, step, and a vicious cut down that opened one opponent from shoulder to belly. Turn, half-step, a rising cut that took off an arm at the elbow, and his other sword thrust, the point driving straight through ribs and organs and ribs again to come out the back. Rainier kicked the corpse back forcefully enough to dislodge it, parried again, and removed his last opponent's head.

Daniel and Michael had both knocked out their own opponents both at the same time. The whole fight had taken all of about six seconds.

It had felt good, too.

They were all going to kick Natsu’s  ass.

As soon as Michael had finished tying the unconcsious ninjas up, Daniel called up their red haired friend. “We’re in. What now?”

“Checking on the blue prints, you gave me. Just go to the tunnel straight ahead.”  A pause. “Be careful.”

The next few seconds were a blur. Rainier caught a glimpse of Dan and Mikey fighting three agents simultaneously... if you could call that 'fighting'. The more appropriate term might be 'ganging up on'. His younger brothers both seemed to be taking a great deal of pleasure in exacting a little revenge.