Dawn in motion! -Akatsuki Announcement-

OoC: All existing members of the Akatsuki have exactly one week from now to post here. Consider it a meeting. Once they have posted their intro into the meeting in one weeks time, I will post and the RP will begin. The Intro need only be 150words, just something to describe yourself entering the area and waiting..



A dark, otherwise empty hotel confrence room on the basement floor of a large building. The electricity is partically out and it is apparently apparently abandoned. The basement is well perserved; carpet dry, chairs and tables placed and scattered about, walls intact etc., Many large solid pillars extend along the middle to support the room and the rest of the building.

A dark figure stepped down the staircase, slowly descending into the room below. The breath was shallow but not forced, It stood tall and proud, shoulders broad but not large, still intimidating. The eyes gleamed with a malice, a determination, searching for the source of its desire, a weakling to kill. To erase from this world all those who had forsaken the gifts granted by the gods. Around him was an aura, murderous intent filling all crannies around him, and yet there was a tranquility about it. The man was at peace, though his actions proved more than questionable. This was a man who believed himself to be a savior, a demi god in some ways, though the rest of the world would see him as little more than an anti-Christ at best.

Senkou finally reached the bottom, his hand leaving the red silk banister that had led him here. The hand reached up and wiped some debris from his brow and tossed his hair in the process, making sure that the front did not go flat and plain, blonde locks clashing with the dark black ones further back. Looking him up and down, he was one big contradiction with in himself, and yet seemed to fit just right wherever he was. He could play on either side of the fence, and it would make perfect sense. He was the true jack of all trades, a man whos destiny lay splayed out before him where fate had no footholds to take control. He was a man who was his own master, which very few could say. Even the kages were slaves, slaves to their duties to the village. The fisherman was a slave, charged with feeding. A shinobi was a slave, a mere servant to the masses. He was a free man and bound to none, not even the akatsuki leader himself.

Striding across the room, he was upon his seat in moments, his cloak billowing around him, swallowing up the majority of his body. He removed it, and lay it across the back of the chair, using the top corners to act as shoulders to keep it from sliding off. His entire body shone threw his net shirt, defined muscles contracting in releasing as he moved. They were there, but of no large manner. He was in fact quite skinny, but not even a fool would mistake him for weak. His arms were bandaged, telling false tales of past injuries while hiding death beneath them.

Senkou's hand clasped the top of the chair through the robe that lay across it, pulling it back away from the table in the center of the room. Stepping around and then lowering he sat, the first to to arrive. Now he had to wait for the others to arrive, and he prayed for their sakes that they were not late. The leader could have a nasty temper when he wanted.

(He only said 150 words but noooo, Senkou had to go and do like 15k! -feels obligated to follow pursuit-)

Lights flickered and buzzed as they struggled to stay alit in the darkening hallway. A young kid, about the age of 19 stood grinning. He looked calm and deceiving, the most deceiving part of him though was the two giant broad swords strapped across his bag in an 'X' formation. Tanned body and strong, Travis stood about six foot tall and filled up every space of it. His jet black hair shone as the light shimmered softly as it struggled to stay alive. His eyes, dark and deep, the black was ready to be penetrated by his red eyes, his powerful Sharingan ready to activate at a moments notice. Tilting his head up, he grinned as the light cast a shadow over his entire face and let it envelop him.

Standing tall and proud in no shirt, only wrapped in bandages, his upper body was a killing machine, but to most people's surprise, he preferred not to fight, but that didn't mean he would gladly dice someone into pieces if need be. His skin seemed stretched out as every muscle of his showed as he moved in any direction. But it didn't even phase Travis how good he looked, infact, the only reason he doesn't wear a shirt is because he'll end up destroying it with his swords. He wore a pair of faded black jeans and ninja sandals as he walked down the hallway without a noise. The only noise that he made was the screeching sound of metal on metal as he dragged one of his swords across the ground and wall, leaving behind a trail of sparks. Laughing a little, Travis reached the little room and walked in without acknowledging anyone.

(/end attempt)

(ooc: Travis...Really? Freaking out much?)

Ic: A sound of a door slamming, was heard as someone walked into the building. Slowly, the sound of footsteps were heard and shortly after the smell of smoke. As a man, with a pipe in his mouth walked down the stairs, he began to laugh. His eyes, were the first thing that could be seen clearly. These eyes were unlike many, they were a red color, with three circles in the iris. These eyes were the sharingan, an eye known and feared by many. The man was dressed in normal Akatsuki attire, and had an odd headband. Unlike normal headbands, this had horns coming out of it. Lastly, he held four swords at his side. He seemed to be a deadly man, with a purpose.

Zutto touched the last step and laughed at all who he had seen. He did not really seem to like them all, but he did not know any of them, and this was his chance to get to meet them. He saw the man who was showing off his skin, and this made Zutto a little disappointed. He sighed and walked up the man known Travis. He laughed at this man. "You think that showing off your body, will do anything for us? No, it makes you look like an idiot." He laughed yet again, and began to smoke from his pipe, yet again. He then saw a chair and began walking towards it. He slowly sat down, and it made a creaking sound. He winced at the sound and sighed.

He then looked to the Akatsuki leader. He looked like an older man, and this made Zutto uneasy. He did not like the fact working under such an old looking man. However, with age, comes wisdom, and this made Zutto a bit more secure. He looked around and only saw three men. He did not like this, the least bit. "Well, when are the other going to arrive? I mean, damn, is this it?" He had hoped not, because things would not go easy for them. He took on last puff of his pipe, and waited.

OOC:Would have made it longer, but I got to go.

An'barak trudged through the rain, his tall form cloaked, moved quickly through the village. He had to say, this new cloak held up much better against the rain than he had ever dared hope: the water seemed to roll right off it. He had been out, performing some experiments with Gul'dans scroll, when Vice had called for him. It had been two weeks since he had left Kuro in that cabin, and finally, An'barak had receieved his summons. He entered the building lobby, which was empty, rather unsurprisingly, and finally found the stairs into the basement, which he began trudging down. As he descended, he realized that his cloak still contained many wisps of shadow chakra: some that were even visible to the naked eye... A well, if anyone had tried to follow him, which he doubted, they would be dead soon anyway. He couldnt help but feel a small bit of excitement at meeting the other akatsuki members, other than Vice and Kuro, he had never encountered any of them before... He was somewhat eager to learn about them, their abilities, and their weaknesses, of course... It couldn't hurt to know how best to kill them, should the time come.

As he walked into the basement, he let a small smile creep over his scarred face, one that had a touch of malevolence behind it. He immeadiatley began noting the others in the room.... Vice, who stood over a bit of a ways. The most notable of them was the one with the sharingan an odd headband, of course, the horns would be standout to just about anyone. He didn't see a reason why a member of a secret organization would wear something so obvious to any Anbu who just so happened to be looking for missing nin, but whatever, it didn't matter. Even more interesting to An'barak were the mans eyes... The sharingan. Well, at least that was one good thing, the mans kekkei genkai was immeadiatley known to him, and it also gave An'barak knowledge of how useless it would prove against his own demonic jutsu: mere eyes couldn't copy this type of knowledge, it took years of specific chakra molding training to master demonic energies... The next most noticeable was the man who though he must look impressive without wearing a shirt, and wielded two large swords strapped across his back... probably a physical combatant type, he deduced. Finally, there was the most subtle amongst them, the one who appeared to be almost as skinny as An'barak... Choosing not to flaunt any of his plausible talents, unlike the other two... Which probably meant he was the most dangerous of the three other members who had arrived... Discounting Vice, of course. That was the one An'barak would have to watch out for. He said "Well, it appears I'm one of the earlier ones then... And here I thought I would be last." He said this with a wry grin, revealing nothing to the other akatsuki members about the way he had just scanned each of them. Indeed, it would serve him far better in the long run to appear amiable... It would keep the others less on their guard. Whistling a quiet tune, An'barak settled into a chair, sitting in a relaxed position, and gathered a small bit of shadow chakra, which took the form of a tiny ball of black energy, which he let bounce between his fingers, almost as if he were doing a coin trick, as he pondered his three newly met colleagues.

What was so important that Kuro had to put his travel on hold. He just had reached the outskirts of Rain Country when a messenger bird flew over his head and prepared a landing. Kuro extended his arm as the bird glided down and gently landed on Kuro arm, with a small scroll wrapped around it. Kuro rolled his eyes and unwrapped the little ribbon on the bird to retrieve the scroll. He was greatly disappointed when he read the scroll, stating that there would an Akatsuki meeting in the rain village again, which meant Kuro would have to travel all the way back. The last few days had been none stop traveling and it seemed there was more to come, hopefully Vice's plans about Silph Co. would finally be complete, which would allow Kuro and his comrades a stable place to stay, instead of non-stop travel.

Kuro entered an empty room, which was the location of the meeting, so far nobody was to be seen, which made Kuro the first to arrive, the was a large conference table in the middle of the low-lighted room which was probably the table the Akatsuki would sit around to discuss the current issues and situation of the group. Kuro wanted to wait for more shinobi to arrive for now though. He decided to walk over near the far right corner of the room, there was no light here, being that only the center had light, very dim light at that. He stood in the dark, leaning against a large pillar which was most likely a support beam for the room. Even though the building was abandoned, this still seemed stable. Kuro's large pole-axe resting in the strap on his back, like always. But made no noise when Kuro entered a leaning position, on account that Kuro leaned on his right shoulder to ensure complete silence.

His location remained discrete as the first man entered the room, it was an unfamiliar face, being that the current Akatsuki hadn't come to a full meeting like this before. There were only some familiar faces, but none were to arrive. Though Kuro was one of the Akatsuki's veterans he kept in his close group, with Vice mainly. He only so far had come in contact with Chris Kees, Travis Uchiha, the new recruit An'barak Unthor and of course the Akatsuki leader, Vice Nara. As the first man entered, Kuro didn't even bother to look and reveal his location yet, so he was unaware of who it was who had entered the room. He heard the man take a seat and begin to relax for the time being, waiting for the others to arrive. This man must have thought he was first to arrive but Kuro was truly the first one here and he would reveal himself when he felt it was necessary.

Kuro remained in his location as a loud screeching noise occurred in the room. It echoed slightly across the room which disturbed Kuro a little, he didn't know why these younger generations were so arrogant, Vice really needed to whip some of these regrets into shape. A cheap laugh was revealed from one of the men as footsteps approached the center of the room, which soon followed by a loud slam of the door. Somebody else again? Once again Kuro thought to himself why they were so full of disrespect. Insults were soon thrown across the room which disappointed Kuro, it was sad S-ranked missing ninja couldn't even attempt to act mature.

After just a short time, another voice was presented, this one was a familiar one. It was the voice of An'barak Unthor, a voice Kuro hadn't heard for a few weeks now. He decided now would be a good time to reveal himself. Kuro stepped out of the shadows and began walking towards the table, on his short journey to the group he noticed another familiar face, which was Travis. Kuro noticed he was shirtless and therefore gathered that one of the other men were insulting Travis. That wasn't wise, especially with Travis being so connected to Kuro and Vice and Travis' own great abilities. "Greeting Travis, An'barak." Kuro said, acknowledging his to comrades he had already met. "Comrades who I have yet met, hello, I'm Kuro Karite." He said, trying a polite approach at first. Through his experience it never did work, most youths were too snobby and arrogant to even acknowledge Kuro let along greet him back, but he always would try a nice approach first.

Kuro walked over with a carefree walk, he was relaxed that he would finally get to relax a little, even if it was only for a short period of time, he would make the best of it. Kuro sung his poleaxe of his back and held it in his right hand as he sat down and leaned back gently in his seat. He didn't show off his weapon as a threat, it was simply so he could sit down without having the large item tearing his back to threads. He held in his right hand as he sat down, causing it to stand up tall. He would keep it in his grasp at all times just encase some commotion took place, as one of the senior members of the group he would be obligated to split it up, even with force if need be. Kuro waited for the rest to arrive and some discussion to take place, hopefully everybody would soon understand that we weren't here to insult each other merely to get some business sorted.

Izumi smiled as she made her way toward the meeting place. Earlier she had returned from a raiding trip. As low on money as she had been, it was a necessity. She had entered a small village and killed everyone with her water jutsu, taking their money as she went from house to house. Killing entertained her, and she somtimes found herself laughing when in combat. Killing these people however wasnt as fun as accual combat. It was too easy... shortly after, she had recieved a message bird. The message was for this meeting of Akatsuki member. Izumi still needed a partner and a task to do. As long as she didnt get the damn clown she thought anyone would do. If they got in her way, she would simply go around or through them to get what she wanted. Izumi didnt take no for an answer when she really wanted somthing.

As Izumi made her way into the rain country's main city, the rain poured all over her. She let the water soak into her hair and clothes, making them stick to her body slightly, showing her curves. She didnt get embarassed, so this didnt make much difference to her. She just liked the feel of the rain on her skin. Water traced lines down her body as she continued through the streets. She could feel a huge chakra signature belonging to a group of ninja underground. She knew this was the meeting she was already headed to. She entered the building directly over the chakra source and found her way down the stairs into the basement. A table was set up in the bottom, and a few members already sat around the table. She had a faint smile across her face as she moved across the room to an empty seat.

She took her seat and looked around at the other members. They all had powerful chakra, but some of them had gross chakra. She was discusted with one member, but she couldnt place it yet. Maybe it wasnt in the room. She bet it was the clown again. She remembered what his chakra smelled like and it was very similar, if not exactly the same. A couple of the others had delicious smelling chakra that Izumi was attracted to. She didnt care enough to place which ones were the attractive ones at that moment, but she would later when she was given a partner. She removed her gourd and put it beside her, waiting for the leader to adress her and the rest of the group. Chatter was all around her, but she didnt pay much attention.

Karite walked into the abandoned hotel room the smell of rotting wood and rusting metal filling his nostrils. The light tapping of his feet echoing off the empty walls with each step he took. He knew to meet in the basement and that was about it. He also knew he was supposedly going to be in a room with a bunch of bad asses who each figured they were better than the person next to them. It was sad in a way, a bunch of people that didn’t know the meaning of fear, didn’t know the meaning of life, and sure as hell didn’t know the meaning to survival all in the same room. In many ways it was no different than a convention of want to be criminals and killers. He scoffed at the idea but knew the only way to show them how a true killer and a true criminal acted was to be amongst them. His partner would be the one sure person to understand how it truly is.

Life is a gift and most people see it as a right. It only took one small event to make a person not be born and to not be alive. Most people abused their lives and didn’t live it to their fullest and in the long run would end up ruining it and crashing it into the ground. What he liked to do as his persona; The Joker, was put a person’s life to the ultimate test and see if they truly wanted to live and find out if they were worthy of their gift, life. He continued down the hallway entering the stairway quietly and keeping the door hung open. As to not let anyone know he was here yet. He turned around and waited for his apprentice to catch up to him.

The Joker reached into his weapon pouch and pulled out a few spherical capsules that were both white with smiley faces on them. He took them both in his right hand and tossed them down the stairs. Both balls bounced slowly down the stairs looking harmless but out of place as they reached the bottom and came to a standstill around the middle of the crowd. The smiley faces seemed to smile as beeping could be heard from them very much similar to a bomb before the beeping began to speed up more and more until the balls snapped open and confetti launched out with a popping sound as well as a little tiny horn that went off as the confetti released. It was at this point a heavy amount of laughing came from the top of the stairs as the balls began to release a green smoke from them and cloud the room. The small room kept the smoke inside, letting everyone breathe in the harmless smoke grenade. The lights turned off the laughing still coming from the top of the stairs.

As the smoke settled in the eerie gas filled darkness the laughing continued as footsteps began to echo themselves down the steps of the basement. The creepy laugh echoes off the walls as well now making the origin of the laugh seem to come from everywhere though the attention was obviously directed to the steps before they stopped as they reached the bottom of the stairs. The door opened again and the smoke drained from the room as the suction dragged out the smoke into the hallway.

“Let there be light.” He stated with a laugh as he pointed to the ceiling and the lights kicked on. Joker was standing on top of the main desk in the middle of the room but obvious things had changed about the room. There were now 9 presents on the desk surrounding him and 52 playing cards floating around the small room each with the Joker logo on them circling around the room as if they had a life of their own. The Joker now looked serious as he eyeballed and scanned everyone in the room. The Joker was dressed...unique; he was wearing black leather pants with multiple belt buckles and straps and a purple coat for the top part of his leather outfit. His hat was just as unique as it was also black and had a crows feather hanging from the back of it and dropping down at the peak of the feathers height. His face was also extremely white from face paint where he had a huge smile across his face in black paint that extened up his cheeks and the sockets around his eyes were also black making his face look like one big smiley face.

“Well now that most of us are here except the boss and one other I will let you all know now. If anyone tries anything stupid, you will die. Each one of these playing cards levitating above your heads has enough power to blow a hole through your chest. So when I mean don’t do anything stupid or you will die, I mean it. The card will levitate to your forehead and blow your brains into your ass and your intestines onto the person next to you. I don’t want to have to do anything and as a test of faith I’ve placed presents for you on the table. I will tell you now there is nothing to fear within these boxes whether not you believe me is entirely up to you. As I said this is a test of faith and our ability to trust one another. Tsuki my dear please pick one of the boxes at random and demonstrate to them I’m not lying.” He stated as he hopped down off the table and moved toward the corner of the wall.

“Oh and yes…in case you are one of those people that keep record of the people in the bingo book. I’m sure by now you will understand that I am the one that doesn’t have a face but a playing card. My name is Karite Inakamono or as my card suggests, Joker. Call me either one I’m not picky. All I care about is if we can work together to complete our own personal goals as well as the goals as an organization without killing each other.” He stated as he sat down in a chair in the corner of the room and placed his umbrella closed up next to him as he waited for his partner to open the present like he had suggested. He still had a large smile across his face and was waiting to see who would actually open the present. The fact of the matter was that if he had truly wanted to kill them all he already would have but that was the exact opposite of what he wanted to do. He wanted them alive and he wanted them to know what it felt like to be alive and not just a bunch of heartless mindless killers. The relationship between a killer and the victim was unparalleled to be able to survive when the odds are against you made you truly feel alive and appreciate the ‘gift’ of life.

The woman stood just outside the hotel, watching the Joker as he disappeared inside. Having long discarded her yellowed cloak, she was drenched from head to toe by the troublesome rain. Though she had to admit; she was getting used to it already. As she pushed open the door, she sighed and walked directly into the dimly lit space. Ignoring the scent of rust and old that permeated the air around her. Following the sound of the man's foot steps as he moved down towards the meeting area.

For some reason, being minutes away from walking into a room full of S rank criminals failed to arouse much anxiety in her. Instead, something like anger clawed at the edges of her mind as she looked up with her golden eyes as they seemed to glow through the darkness. The absence of expression on her face up until now twitched slightly in aggravation. For a moment she believed she had become lost. Then, out of the darkness, was laughter. Tsuki stopped, the twin blades hanging at her sides rattling ever so slightly as her gaze narrowed towards the light that suddenly reappeared ahead of her. Even having just met the Joker; she was without a doubt that he had started something. And that was his irritating laughter. Something told her this was not a very smart idea.

She stepped into the light with a cold expression on her face as she remained silent. She might have looked a little out of place in the Rain from the black and white clothes she wore. Made for durability, but not necessarily coverage. It was an outfit meant to wear in the desert. The intricate pattern covered the mainly white areas going up her sides onto her neck after meeting at the black top that covered her, leaving her stomach and back exposed to the air. Her sleeves, separate from the main piece, were tied just below her shoulders to leave them exposed as well. Her black shorts completing the outfit with a belt with the same pattern as the white areas, which held both pieces of the Satsu Kaji, the twin blades.

At his words, she titled her head slightly and looked at him with a sort of annoyed expression on her face. Then, sighing slightly, she walked towards the table to the closest one. Slipping her finger through the bow, she tugged on it lightly and as it came undone, she slipped her nail under the edge and lifted it halfway up. Peeking, into the box, she looked up at them before flipping the lid backwards onto the table. Revealing nothing inside of it. Having humored his request, she turned to take a seat near him. Growling under her breath.

"I wish you wouldn't disturb the peace and drag me into it."

Then she turned her intense golden eyes to the group. Looking over each carefully and as indiscreetly as possible. That was, of course, until she saw the activated sharingan on the Uchiha. Tsuki's eyes narrowed slightly as she forced herself to look away. She had a feeling he wasn't the only Uchiha in this room. There was also a feeling that her and the 'Boss' weren't the only Nara in Akatsuki either. Why keep so many of the same clan in an organization such as Akatsuki? Shaking her head, she waited silently.

OOC: First of all, thanks for your patience, I understand that yal might be a bit antsy, but thanks for stickin' around. I had typed a ridiculously long post and then Internet explore decided to hump me in the face by stop working... so im just going to summarize for the sake of getting the ball moving...

IC:

"Welcome... I would like to welcome you all for the first time as a group. I appreciate seeing you all here... I will be blunt as to not waste my time or yours. These individuals to your left and right will serve as your greatest ally in the days to come. I understand that each of you are considered very powerful in you own right; each with the ability to be considered an Akatsuki. However, in my eyes none of you have earned such a title. So I have set up alittle test to weed out the weak. We are attacking Konoha..."

"The general plan is as thus; I have a techniques that will errect four mighty towers at each corner of the hidden village, that will shroud the village in shadows. As long as three of those four pillars remain, the shadow will also remain. I understand that two of you are also Nara... use it to your advantage. In any case, I will need four individuals to guard each pillar respectivly. That will leave the other five to continue with the assault. The main goal is to lure the Hokage out and end his life. Once we have crippled Konoha, we will leave. By completely destroying Konoha, the entire Fire Nation and it's ally will focus on finding us, but by simply crippling it, their first priority will be rebuilding, and the chaos of findng a new Hokage will allow us to move undetected for awhile."

"For those of you who survive, you will be ranked along with the newcomers to join the final complete akatsuki. Only then will you be partnered up and sent on individual missions to stretch your legs a bit. I would do so before hand, however, if there are casualties I would hate to have to have teams torn apart so soon. I understand that some of you may be a bit intimidated by this.. and if you feel as though your life is too much at risk, then please, you wouldn't be hurting my feelings if you left now. You'd be doing me and yourself a favor in not drawing out this process."

"So... Questions? Comments?"

Senkou continued to sit and meditate, though looking as though he was sitting there waiting patiently. He made no eye contact with the leader, he had not the desire to do so. This was his time to relax and observe as the others approached. He calmly tried to let his instincts take over and give him a reading on their leader just based on the atmosphere. Humans had an uncanny abbility to set a mood and a tone for an event and it was something that Senkou played to his advantage. From what he could gather, Vice was the typical leader of a criminal group, spiteful and hate filled, ready to destroy for no other cause than his own right, or maybe even just he pure joy of it.

His thoughts floated back to the room around them, and there was nothing much to tell of it. It as filled with empty chairs and tables, this one being the only one of possible interest. It was all in all a gloomy and dark overtone that Senkou did not necessarily like, but was not one to complain either. Then his thoughts were broken yet again by a new intruder that he could feel the presence of entering the room, breaking the atmosphere with his new influence and changing it drastically.

Instantly Senkou developed a cold feeling towards the man. He did not feel to the type Senkou catered to. He clearly flaunted his large body, a hint of arrogance perhaps? It was possible. Maybe he had some other unknown reason, but from what he could tell from the aura he was brinigng to the room, well he didnt like it much at all. He took his seet and Senkou turned his head slightly, to acknowledge him and to not be rude before returning into his dazed look towards the staircase.

Then came the next, arriving with a literal boom as the door slammed and he momentarily then appeared int he doorway. He was recognized imediately by Senkou as an Uchiha, and could feel the same basic attitude from him as the previous intruder. Senkou gazed back over at the musclebound one who had entered previously and deduced, that more likely than not, he is an Uchiha as well. The man sported a pipe, which was a novelty, not many partook in the destruction of the lungs these days. Managing to keep the pipe between his lips he laughed at the all and Senkous aura grew colder, the room receiving a sweeping chill from his increasing decline in attitude. The Uchiha walked over to the other and spoke, breaking the tension.

You think that showing off your body, will do anything for us? No, it makes you look like an idiot.

Senkou then took this exact time to make his own voice heard, as he saw an obvious flaw in the logic.

And yet there you sit, flaunting your sharingan, immediately alerting the enemy of your clan and to some extent, your power, a rookie mistake that a genin would avoid. Sit down and hush, then wait patiently for the others.

Senkou glared at the man for an instant before returning his focus to the door, not bothering to see the mans reaction.

The newest attendee arrived minutes later, and he surely held a distinct aura around him for sure. There was a certain evil that shrouded the man that was most definitely not his own. No, it was not of his own devices that he was such a sinister being to feel the presence of. He was surely human, for he looked it in all his entirety and Senkou could find no flaw in his composition. No he was the man he appeared to be, but among all these uncertainties, one thing remained fact regardless, his power, what ever it was. was arcane to say the least. He said little, none of which mattered any, and would have probably been better off saying nothing at all. They all knew he had arrived and trying to make the fact more so by speech was pointless, a waste of energy. Granted, he did feel a certain amount of honor and respect with in him at the same time. He was an interesting character, one that Senkou planned to keep tabs on.

Then one appeared from behind, one that Senkou honestly had no clue as to where he had come from. Honestly he didnt care. It was another obvious attempt to try and display some sort of mystical ruse among them and cast awe, which Senkou would not give until he saw them in action. He had a kinder aura though, and not so arrogant as Senkou would have expected after such an entrance. This was confirmed after the man spoke with his kind voice.

"Comrades who I have yet met, hello, I'm Kuro Karite."

Senkou took this time to speak for the first time, being warm towards another of these proceedings. However, he continued to with hold his name, he would reveal that to them as a group, not wanting to repeat it over and over as a new person arrived each time.

Greetings Kuro, a pleasure to know your name

The man took his seat among the others and waited with the rest of them.

At last a woman entered the room, filling the room with that feminine nature that all gatherings must have to make them complete. No man is whole with out woman, not even for business purposes. They were the key to survival in the world. He could feel her aura around her and it was full of malice. She was a killer just like him, one of those few who had a true lust for blood and yet could keep a certain dignity and civilty about them. She was gorgeous to look at and even better to feel for even among that malice, there was an attractiveness to the aura that Senkou found inciting. She too said nothing before taking her seat and Senkou spared her a look of acknowledgement as well, his face loosing into the most subtle of grins before returning to its meditative gaze towards the door.

The parade continued and thus it was time for the comedic relief, something that Senkou found highly distasteful. Were they not supposed to be professional here? The new arrival entered the room and immediately began to create ruckus, showering them with confetti and setting off random trinkets of what he guessed were supposed to be joy. He merely lifted his arm and picked off the few strands in his hair and continued to observe the fellow. Then came the act of insult and what ever lightheartedness had come from the entrance of the woman was now gone as the explosive card appeared above his head and the clown continued to ramble on. He returned to his icy persona once mroe and glared directly upwards at the explosive. Does he honestly think that there is any one among us who would find this thing to be a problem, surely he doesnt believe his words to be true when he thinks he could kill us with one of these. He was slowly getting very sick of all these wasted proceedings and show offs. Senkou was in desperate need for this meeting to start before he lost his temper at these children. Senkou himself was not of many years, but damn, they were professional killers, not creators of entertainment.

Then another woman entered, this one, this felt familiar, and then he realized it, there was only one possibility. Nara he hissed under his breathe, anger filling him. He hated his clan, with the slight exception of Vice who he still did not care for all that much. He would never accept them for who they were, for all in all the clan was weak. The fact that she had made it to this level was impressive, but just as with the others, he would not pass final judgment until he saw her in action. He payed no mind to her mannerisms before once more turning to the door to see if any others would arrive.

He was dissapointed when Vice began to speak, signaling that they infact were all here. 9........uneven, but oh well, I was rather looking forward to a tenth, very anticlimactic. Senkou listened incentively and couldnt suppress his grin as the leader revealed to them the first stage in there plans, and the intrusion of this test, like it would fail him, pfft, never. And the plan he outlined was perfect for him, he would have free reign with Konoha beign that the shadow would be cast througout the village. However he did forsee one potential problem. Not so much as a problem as a speed bump.


To all of you, my name is Nara Senkou, a pleasure to have crossed paths with you all. Now onto the business end.

Tell me Vice, I agree with your thinking in giving you, myself and the other Nara girl over there the advantage with these pillars. But, the entire Nara population resides there, in which was grant them full reign as well. In turn of making us more powerful, you in turn make them more problematic. Im sure there is away around this but I would like to hear your thoughts on this anyways.

Senkou had tests of his own, and if Vice couldnt pass this most simple of tests, well then he was likely to get up and walk out right now.

((Thanks Adam, I didn't see this on the recent thing, next time PM me cause I lost it and I am grounded! So don't expect too much...seeing as I'm on an itouch))

Travis sighed slightly taking in the view of the room he was in. Not much, quite bare infact. The only things in here were the tables and chairs for the Akatsuki to sit in and listen to. THere were a few people in the room he recognized, actually that was a lie, he only knew Vice, the leader from their previous meeting. Craning his neck he looked at the single man in the room. With his eye that could see closed, it only left his left eye open which in fact was covered with so much hair it wasn't recognizible. Activating his Sharingan, he watched with much pleasure letting a sigh escape his lips as he seemed as he was relaxing in the chair. Thinking hard to himself, he observed Senkou and Vice. 'Both with oddly same signature chakras. Both a Nara? I thought Vice hated Nara's.' Grinning slightly without much movement, he thought, 'this should be very interesting...' Suddenly his break was interrupted as he deactivated his Sharingan and looked up to the newcomer.

As a single man emerged, he had a pipe in his mouth as he moved towards the, then for no reason that Travis could think of, he began to laugh. His eyes, were the first thing Travis noticed and made him grin with an uneasy happiness. These eyes were unlike many, they were a red color, with three circles in the iris. These eyes were the sharingan, an eye known and feared by many, but the one thing Travis craved, the power for the MS, a power like no other, a power Travis would find most impressive to obtain. "You think that showing off your body, will do anything for us? No, it makes you look like an idiot." Laughing slightly, Travis placed his feet firmly on the ground and stared at those Uchiha eyes of his. As he opened his mouth to speak the dark figure who was lurking was the one to speak up.

"And yet there you sit, flaunting your sharingan, immediately alerting the enemy of your clan and to some extent, your power, a rookie mistake that a genin would avoid. Sit down and hush, then wait patiently for the others." Looking over and arching his eyebrow, he grinned. Moving his gaze back over to the Uchiha he finally spoke, "also, without a shirt, I can easily spin my sword out and slice you in half without having to worry about dicing up every single shirt I own." Travis spoke darkly as he smiled at the Uchiha and resumed his previous position with his feet propped up on the table.

Two more figures appeared back to back, one was someone Travis had barely heard mention and Kuro Karite, a fellow member who he had briefly met. Nodding to his acknowledgement of Kuro, he grinned. "Kuro, welcome." Travis said rolling his neck to loosen the muscles that were beginning to cramp from sitting and waiting for everyone else to arrive.

Getting very impatient with the rest, he yawned with little sound, but it sounded like an earthquake in the silent room. Suddenly the silence was once again broken as a girl emerged into the room, skilled and beautiful by the looks of it Travis thought as he then diverted his attention back to the door as the final two entered. The final, a girl, had the same chakra signature, '3 Nara's one hating all Nara's leading us. Ten bucks the other two die very fast.' Travis thought betting himself on this. But turning his attention back to Vice who had finally spoken up.

'Attack Konoha, eh?' Racking his brain, at least 5 of them were from Konoha and would all be spotted on the dot. Plus considering the fact of all the Nara's in the village. Grinning he thought this be interesting. "Now, now Senkou, we should take that as a challenge considering most of us are from Konoha, we'll be spotted instantly, but let's look at it like this, when the shadow is cast over the city, you three instantly activate your jutsu rendering your clan useless, thus allowing the rest of us to carry out the mission. Vice if I may," Travis stood up and pulled a scroll out of his pocket. Making a rough outline of Konoha, he took a kunai and made 4 'X's. "Now if its to cover Konoha, we should place the Nara's in the heat of things, using your Shadow Manipulation to entangle as many of the shinobi possible, making sure to target your clan to utilize them useless, thus allowing the remaining 4 to guard the pillars, and the last 2 to wipe out the ninja. Now instead of heading headon for the Hokage, weaken the forces, that way we can then use all 5 ninja out there to go for him. Placing each Nara in a good spot, here, here, and here." Travis said stabbing the Nara complex, the Hyuuga complex, and the lower clan complex, "we weaken Konoha with some of its strongest shinobi. Then it allows the other two to take out the weaker ninja and other clans as we go. When that finishes, we all head for the Hokage." Travis said with a grin then sitting down again.

((OOC: Wrap up seeing as I confused myself, Naras placed in certain areas rendering them useless, the remaining two kill off many as possible, the four guard, then all rush Hokage will Konoha is crippled.))

"Hehe... allow me to elaberate, Senkou, my ability as a Nara is a bit odd in that it involves genjutsu along with the shadow abilities. Normally you would need some sort of medium in which to cast genjutsu, but with the shadows, I can do so instantly for as long as my shadow is cast upon the individual. If all of Konoha is caught in my shadow, they will all be subject to these genjutsu of mine. Taken, I won't be able to effect everyone, for I dont have near enough chakra to accomplish such a thing. However, as the female nara can attest to, I can seemingly sense out different forms of chakra with my abilities. A will have pin pointed every Nara from the second the twilight is established, and I can easily strip them all of their ability with genjutsu... That being said, I will be temporarily weakened because of the stress of doing so, but for as long as the pillars stand, we have more than an advantage, we have dominion over the entire hidden village. That's why it is important that I have one of each of you standing guard over a pillar. They will obviously be targeted when Konoha assumes them to be the source of the twilight, and assuming they send one shinobi to each location, you will each have your own battle to fight...

At the same time, it will thin their numbers. With the stronger members of the village distracted and defeated by the guards of the towers, The remaining four, including the two Nara, will make quick work of anyone that attempts to stand up to us in the twilight. The only reason we should have to retreat is if two of the four pillars are destroyed... in which case I will assume that the two defeated akatsuki are dead. Once the Hokage is defeated, I will access the situation and make a decision as to whether or not other targets should be defeated. Any other questions?"

((OOC we still using the posting order? cause id like to post if its ok..))

OOC: yes we are, zutto has been sick, hence his abscence but I think hes better now and should post tonight.

occ: Thank you Senkou for informing them I was sick and now better. Sorry for the wait.

IC: Zutto took another puff of his pipe and smiled, as he awaited others to arrive. He knew that others would arrive, and he was glad at that fact. However, he did not want to wait, but he would make due time. It wasn't until Senkou opened his big mouth, that made things a little easier. He laughed for a second, very quietly, at the words of Senkou.

And yet there you sit, flaunting your sharingan, immediately alerting the enemy of your clan and to some extent, your power, a rookie mistake that a genin would avoid. Sit down and hush, then wait patiently for the others.

As soon as Senkou looked away, he smiled again. He did not care what some Nara thought. In fact, this made him all the more happy to hear what someone thought about him. He may have been showing his eyes, but like Uchiha in the past, he could keep his Sharingan on for some time. It was only a nature thing to occur. He was not flaunting it, if anything. He did not respond to Senkou, because another had arrived soon after his words were said. He did not care much for people arriving, but he did want to get the show on the road. Zutto also hoped that a woman would arrive, for the fact that he did not wish to be around all men.

Zutto had then heard the other Uchiha talk. He rolled his eyes because he did not really want to listen to some story. But Travis did have some meaning to what he said, but he did not just have his shirt off. He sighed and looked at Travis. Zutto wanted to make this short and sweet.

"I may be showing my eyes, but like Uchiha before me, I've learned how to keep them on at all times, this is why I still have them showing now. But a simple why for you to not ruin a shirt, is to simple take it off before a battle." He sighed and looked away, not wanting to be bothered.

As he had hoped, soon a woman had arrived. He did not make a movement, besides taking another smoke from his pipe. The woman was in fact a beautiful woman, but Zutto did nothing to show he had any interest. All he wanted was to meet the leader and get out of here. Zutto watched small smiley faced balls come from the stairs. At this moment he rolled his eyes as the soon turn into a kids toy. This did not assume Zutto. In fact it rather made him look down on the man who would try and play such a trick, it was probably one of the stupidest things he had ever seen. He then heard a laugh that made him dread even coming here. Zutto closed his eyes and shook his head, and closed his eyes right until the leader arrived.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Uchiha, Zutto. I am know as the Illusionary Of The Uchiha. I come from Konoha, and I have nothing more to say." He said after staying up. He looked around and took another smoke from his pipe and sat down, right as the leader had come. As he watched him come in, he could not tell what he thought of him, although he looked wised. He looked older than most of the members, which could be a good or bad thing, it just depended on who the person was. After hearing the man speak, of an attack, Zutto knew that this man was the good kind of old. A smile came on his face, but was not seen, because he had a mask on. It soon faded after Senkou spoke.

He listened to Senkou's question, and it seemed if he was trying to see what the leader was capable of. As soon as the leader said each of them would fight, Zutto sighed because he knew that he would not get his chance to fight the Hokage, or any higher up for that matter. He wanted to kill the Hokage, at all cost. He needed to find out what had happened back with his father. Zutto, at this moment hoped someone from Konoha, who knew something would attack him, and also give him a fair fight. He soon got high hopes and loved the idea of the attack. He looked towards Vice and nodded.

"One question." Zutto said with an evil grin on his face. "Who do I kill?" He did not seem to care for the plan at all, after he thought about who he could kill. He knew that he would just stay out of the way and kill whomever he felt, unless there was a strict order not to. This would make him angry.

An'barak had sat in his chair, flipping his little sphere of shadow energy between his fingers, and whistling a small tune, while pretending to take no real notice of those who enter. He examined each one intently, seeing what he might learn from each. When Kuro entered he smiled at the man replying "Kuro, good to see you again." He gave off the impression of being incredibely easy going, he didn't need anyone being suspicious of him for anything other than his odd chakra aura... And then Vice entered, and explained the first plan of action the akatsuki would undertake... to attack Konoha.

An'barak raised his eyebrows at this, letting the tiny ball of shadow chakra he had been dextrously flipping between his fingers to 'entertain himself' dissapeared. Attack Konoha? Vice also had offered to let those who wanted to bail out, a desicion An'barak didn't need to think about for over a second, at this point in time, if you tried to leave, you would be dead before you even finished the sentence. There were two options: attack konoha, or garunteed death, and for any smart missing-nin the choice was obvious.... To attack Konoha had a was an interesting idea An'barak had to admit, and if these other fellows could hold their own the assault may very well be a success, still, it was rather risky for a newly formed organization, where few members had any understanding of what the others were capable of, to attack what was arguably the most powerful ninja village in existence. But he didn't like the strategy Vice had come up with. Four towers, all in order to just cast shadows over the village so that the nara's would have an easier time, and then have 4 members stand around guarding those towers??? It was an utter waste of manpower. He knew from the fact that there were two uchiha's, and three nara's within the akatsuki, many others including himself understood konoha's layout very well, and he could deduce that due to the many buildings, Konoha should have plenty of shadows for the nara's to manipulate without needing to set up a couple of towers to make it even easier for them. The nara clan had interesting abilities, to be sure, but not incredible enough that it would bew worth putting 4 members, each presumably valuable military assets, on guard duty after all, simply because the towers cast a shadow didn't mean they were likely to be attacked, and those 4 akatsuki members would be left twiddling their thumbs. One of the Uchiha's, to the side, obviously wasn't good at thinking about much, and was already eager to get going. Idiot. If he ended up as that one as his partner, he probably wouldnt be too difficult to manipulate. All in all, however, An'barak thought it was a rather poorly planned out strategy, and decided that he should voice his concern.

"I'm curious Vice, as to how exceptional you three Nara's abilities are in shadow, that the ample shadows in Konoha won't be enough, and that by adding a bit more shadow, that slight gain of darkness will outway the combat value of four members. Assuming everyone present is as talented as you claimed, I think it would be an awful waste of talent to position four of us on guard duty, on towers that are simply designed to cast a shadow, of which, Konoha has many. You also have to consider, Konoha undoubtedly has nara members, and that would also benefit them, and I would assume they have more than three, unless the clan has drastically changed since I was in the Hidden Leaf village. Even though your genjutsu MAY be able to handle the entire clan, im assuming that will take quite a toll on you... And the rest of konoha would be atatcking in the meantime. Furthermore, You're under the impression that the people within Konoha would immeadiatley send out strike forces against the towers, of which there is no garuntee... I would think theyd be more concerened about the threat at hand, the people invading the village, rather than four towers which merely cast a shadow, and do nothing more." His words were said somewhat tentatively, with no sarcasm in them. He respected Vice, but he felt this plan was a bit overboard. "I would say, our best strategy would be to use everything available to us, and strike into the village as hard as possible. Our plan is to create chaos and destruction, and In my humble opinion, i think that would be most attainable, by hitting them as suddenly and as hard as we can. Erecting four towers would undoubtedly clue them in to the fact that SOMETHING was up, and their military would be prepared for us, even if it was just a minute or so for them to assemble. In a battle, a minute of awareness can mean the difference between victory and defeat." He leaned back in his chair "This is just my thought of course, as leader you have the final decision." He had to appear defferential to Vice, he didn't want to wind up dead because he had 'disrespected' the akatsuki leader.

Kuro had a neutral feeling of the vibe in the room, on one side, some of the youngsters were cocky and insulting to another which of course frustrated and annoyed Kuro, but on the other hand, he had other comrades such as Travis, An'barak and Senkou, who greeted Kuro politely, which impressed the senior member. Kuro of course had previously met briefly with An'barak and Travis before, he was impressed with An'barak over time, at the beginning the two didn't get off to a well start, but it began developing even over the short amount of time, when they found out they had similar goals. The tension built up in the room as more members began arriving until finally, everybody was here. Before Kuro realized he was sitting next to Senkou and Izumi, too comrades who seemed a bit more polite then some others. But somebody caught Kuro's attention, a man presented himself in the room with quiet an entry. After he stated he would blow up anybody who messed around, Kuro began to feel frustrated again. After Kuro listened to the clown state his name as Karite Inakamono, known as The Joker. Kuro had heard about him, Vice spoke about meeting with The Joker once before. His real name was Karite, sharing Kuro's last name, which was also Karite. Kuro saw one of the cards the joker was talking about float over Kuro's head. 'An explosion, I haven't been through one of those in a while' Kuro thought to himself. There were many playing cards in the room, but Kuro knew even a large amount like this wouldn't be enough to stop Kuro from standing.

"The Joker, yes, I've heard of you. Next time, try not intimidating a fellow group of comrades, not only due to respect terms, but due to the fact that you underestimate them all, I've seen first hand some of the abilities of the people in here, people I thought wouldn't be akatsuki material." as Kuro said this he took a pause, looking across the table to An'barak, before starting again. "But through first hand experience, you find out somebody's true abilities, like my friend An'barak over here. The demonic power this skinny man carries is enough to take down this entire city and I'd assume everybody else here has a unique and powerful ability, that's why we are here after all right?" Kuro questioned. He was starting to get annoyed with people being so cocky and overconfident, everybody was supposed to be on equal terms.

Finally the time had come, Vice had entered and welcomed all, getting straight to the point, stating he didn't think anybody here had yet earned the title of Akatsuki. What an insult, Kuro had been with the Akatsuki longer than Vice had, he devoted his life to this organize for a decade and Vice has the guts to say Kuro hadn't proved himself. Kuro sat frustrated listening to Vice's plan about attacking Konoha, as questions were thrown across the room, Kuro's patience grew thin. When Vice asked for questions and comments, Kuro waited until other questions were asked until he would ask a question himself. "Vice, yes, my question is you say none of us yet have earned the title of Akatsuki, I personally can find that an insult, devoting myself for a decade, longer than yourself. Though I do not want to argue with you, you can see where I'm coming from. Being somewhat of an observer, through the years, I haven't seen such a fit, skilled group of akatsuki, the only issue is the cockiness, you all have to understand, how powerful these nations are, especially Konoha. The village itself is probably at it's peak currently, one of the strongest Kage's ever to lead and secondly, one of the most security tight village's around. We need to understand we aren't dealing with some push over country and village, they will bring a full force defense."

Izumi sat in her chair a little while longer trying to ignore the nasty feeling she got whenever the clown was around her. Not only was he annoying in the way he did random tricks that only he thought was funny and threaten the other akatsuki members with his boring little bombs, he also had a chakra scent that just threw Izumi off. She hated it more than almost any normal things, these people with bad chakra. If she was paired with the clown, she would more than likely have to either kill him or leave Akatsuki entirely, and since she was happy to get into the group, she would really hate to have to leave. The water on her body was still on her body, and she decided it was time to get it off. If she didnt, even a powerful water ninja such as herself would possibly get a cold. She put her hand out to the side of her and the tiny droplets of water all squeezed themselves out of her clothes and lifted off her body and formed into a ball of water in her hand. This ball of water was crystal clear, and she streamed it into the gourd that was sitting on the ground next to her.

Izumi was tired of waiting in this room, and she could take the chatter and clown chakra no more. A few in the room with attractive chakra, including the female that had entered with the clown, were trying to overpower his reak, but it was impossible. She had to leave to retain what was left of her sanity. The leader entered and started chatting with a few of the members. Once he started to get back on point he explained his plan. The more he said the crazier it sounded. Izumi was all for crazy, but this was taking it to a new level. She liked the prospect of fighting Konoha, but the idea of facing all the village ninja at once was not an idea that seemed like it would be fun. She wouldnt even get to revel and enjoy each single kill. Izumi smiled anyway because that was all she knew how to do. She stood and started to head out the door. She didnt care about the man's abilities or anthing else, she just wanted to kill and serve a purpose.

As she left, she picked up her gourd and spoke quickly as she walked. " I like the idea of attacking Konoha, but I dont like the idea of a direct assault on them. If i kill too many too quickly I wont get to enjoy the fight properly. Either way, I will still offer whatever support you need from me. I just cant stay around.... " Her eyes locked onto the clown and his nasty chakra just kept making her want to gag. " some people's chakra. Send for me when you are ready to assign me a partner, or are ready to discuss my direct part more personally. Oh, and if you decide to assign me a partner, any person in here is acceptable except the clown. I wont be able to stay with him. His chakra is discusting." With what she wanted to say, said, Izumi continued out the door.

Even after her stay inside, the rain continued outside. She allowed the rain to soak into her skin again and enjoyed the feel. She walked silently into the cover of the rain to continue on in her wandering and wait for contact from the leader, or her new partner.

"Haha... cockiness? Well I am certainly okay with confidence and each individual is going to have a personality just as sharp and jagged as the unique power they possess. I am more then ready for that, but the Akatsuki and my Akatsuki are of course two different subject matters all together. Prior chapters will not be able to accomplish what we have. If there are individuals that think themselves powerful without the actual strength to back up their words, then they will soon be humbled by defeat. Death seems to re-shuffle ones priorities to an extent but I'm sure if each of you is as powerful as your dispositions claim, that this is a mission that is more then doable. A hand full of 'S-ranked' criminals should have the upperhand in just about any situation. But as I said, if you don't feel up to it then you are free to leave. Otherwise, prepare yourselves accordingly, we leave in three days."

Vice wanted to laugh. It was comical how quickly the egos that surrounded him grew nervous to the idea of actually fighting! His idea was to weed out the weak so that he would have nothing but an elite group; shinobi of unmatched strength. Even though some expressed it differently then others, there was obviously concern on a personal level. Perhaps he had scooped up a group of refugees; that a few of these 'Akatsuki' were nothing more then rats that had escaped and crawled into his sewer. The witty rats that survive the experiments and probes and drugs and tests and escape into the world fearful of them. They all carried with them the experiences and power that they had gained but a mans true nature is only ever tested when faced with termination. Vice had faced it many times and come to know himself better than anyone could ever perceive. If they were in fact shaken by this, then they were nothing more then lab rats, and would soon be disposed of as such. Only the truly strong would be worthy to have a hand in shaping the world.

(Karite doesn't plan on posting, so I'm going ahead with it.)

The woman sat back in her chair at first, watching them with cold golden eyes and a blank expression. Specifically studying the one who hissed out 'Nara' when she passed, giving her something like the evil eye before she sat down and he looked away. If she hadn't been studying them from the corner of her eye, she might not have noticed at all. It seemed no one else payed much mind to her either; as if she had been a fly in the room. Just like in Suna, no one even bothered acknowledging her. This seemed funny to her. If she were to pull a knife right now, she wondered how long it'd take them to notice.

Instead of going through with that little thought, she remained silent and watching; taking in every muscle twitch and shift between the silence, only looking away to watch the 'Boss', as Karite had called him, begin to speak. A slight smile tugged at her lips. Attack Konoha. A bold move, bold beginning, for the newly formed Akatsuki. It sounded interesting; but his plan put her off a bit. She remained quiet still, hardly moving as she watched each speak their mind.

This was a valuable thing; as they spoke it could give her an understanding of how in depth they had thought of this plan and handled it. From each she deduced different personalities in the way they spoke their words; confidence, over-confidence, and one even cocky. By now at least she had a few names to faces. When each had spoken, and Vice himself had spoken again, she realized it was finally her turn to share. Leaning forward, she crossed her arms on the table and her eyes shifted from Senkou to the one who spoke before the woman left the meeting, then to Vice again. She was sure some part of her words would be seen as disrespectful, though she didn't mean it that way.

"To avoid 'Nara girl' becoming my new name; my name is Tsukikoro. As i don't believe anyone here is intimidated by Konoha, the reason some disagree may not be fear, but by how your explaining your plan. I agree with him, the one who spoke of Konoha probably being at it's peak. Though there's not much more i agree with. As i didn't grow up in Konoha, I've never seen it's power first hand, but i doubt taking out the Hokage will be like when i killed the Kazekage. The people of Konoha may not react to the people within the village first, they would split their forces and send a group to take out the towers as another holds off the attackers long enough for the towers to be taken out. Then they will come down on our heads in full force; maybe a couple less, but i do doubt they'd send only one to each tower knowing we are strong enough to challenge their village in such small numbers.

They would have strength in numbers, and each of us being, when you boil down to it, humans; we make mistakes. No matter how strong, or perfect we are. They are like wolves circling us waiting for us to slip up before jumping in and ripping out the throats of their prey. And then what if you lose members? Will you repeat this process each and every time you lose a member? There aren't as many talented people willing to join Akatsuki in the ninja world as you like to believe."

Vice listen and allow his thoughts to translate into words;

"Then don't be human, don't make mistakes."

Was his simply answer though he wanted to elaborate. He was aware that 'S' ranked criminals could most likely juggle a hand full of weak shinobi, but what they didn't understand was that nothing in their arsenal cold stand up to the shadows. That Konoha was no different then anything else.

"Any if I can find no other individuals to join the Akatsuki, then I will simply have an akatsuki with fewer numbers. I believe the term is... quality over quantity."

With that he turned completely facing away and began to slowly, seemingly shrink into the ground, disappearing into the shadows. Meet at the Gate in Three days time, until then spend your time as you will... you are dismissed.

-Vice Exits-
-Topic Considered Over-
-'Continued' three days later in a traveling post to Konoha. Everyone involved must post there before moving to Konoha for the attack.