Arrival and Alliance, the new Kazekage [P]

Shyke arrived with a band of mercenaries following him, it was his duty to attack Sunagakure. On the way though, he had been thinking about everything that had happened in his life. The band of idiots charged into the village and began attacking the civilians. They attempted to capture them and then abuse them in their various ways. Shyke was too busy thinking to care about what was happening, he looked up to see a woman being stripped of her clothing by one of them. He wondered what his life had come to, helping these sorts of people to harm a village was something he never would have done. Such a confusing life, Shyke wondered why he was even here. The Akatsuki had taken him in, given him a reason to live. But why did he care about them, they harmed people just like him. He had taken so long to come to this realization, such a foolish man he thought of himself. Raising his right hand to one of their faces, he launched his palm into their face and the hand bit off their nose and lips. The flesh seemed to merge with his body, it was a strange thing to occur. He smiled at the new found ability, Shyke never thought they could do such a thing. All he had ever used them for was to mold clay, but this changed everything. He spat out a clay centrepede from his left hand which wrapped up several mercenaries and then exploded, sending their body parts flying. He kicked off the ground at the others that remained, attacking them by hand and by explosion. It had been a long time since he even tried close combat, but it was so fun now. His hands bit off pieces of the men left right and centre, such an amazing feeling. As if he was becomming more powerful, better, stronger... By the end, he had killed all of them and was covered in blood, his once Akatsuki cloak was now red. Shyke smiled at it, he would wear this from now on, to be known as the crimson devourer. He turned to face some of the ninja that had come to kill him, he smiled and walked forward with his hands up. They backed off slightly due to being afraid of his mouths, which now had large sharp teeth and frightening blood and flesh dripping from them. They then stopped their retreat and bowed, a strange thing to happen. Shyke wondered why, but soon an elderly person came out from them and offered him a glass of water. He looked at the water for a few seconds, before taking it kindly and drinking it. The elderly man turned to the rest of them and declared, "This man shall be our new leader!" Shyke spat out the water and a new form of shock came over him, how did this happen? He thought, going over what he had just done. He had protected them from an invasion, so this was how it would go. Shyke smiled and stepped forward into his new life with open arms, not looking back or speaking of the past.