Grasping the Cold (Travis)

Dameon waited patiently as his partner bought he cloak form the vendor as he did he lit another cigarette and scanned the path ahead of him. The village hidden in the snow had a checkpoint coming up which they would have to state their business in order to make it into the village without any trouble. He looked back towards Travis and continued walking. The cool air felt like nothing to him personally, this was mainly because of his body naturally making lightning at will and lightning was energy and energy was heat. It kept him warm in almost every situation including walking through the land of snow. He slowed his pace down and simultaneously looked ahead to the checkpoint not just with his eyes but also his sensing and could easily tell there was ten chuunin leveled ninja’s guarding the checkpoint. It was safe to assume that he hoped his story worked.

Dameon approached the checkpoint and held out his papers but not just his, Travis’s was also ready. Dameon was always one to plan ahead and expect nothing less than perfection. The ninja’s looked over the papers and the photos of them and the one closest to Dameon spoke.

“What is the purpose of your visit to the land of snow?” questioned the Snow ninja who seemed to be a bit taller and stronger than the others that were in plain view.

“We come seeking employment from the Feudal Lord.” Dameon said with a respectful bow as he stated their means of visitation.

“We two are as you skilled shinobi but we are only a part of an organization dedicated to protecting trade ships from pirates. It would be much appreciated if I could meet with the Feudal Lord on such short notice, but if we must wait we gladly will.” Dameon stated as he stood back up and straightened his posture. The guards from snow looked at one another and nodded their heads in agreement.

“I think we can at least take you to the palace and we will react according to the Lords wishes. Your timing is good though, this time of the year is when most of the pirates hit our ships the hardest and with these rough economic times everything we can trade will help us that much more. Follow me.” The guard said as he began to walk toward the palace.

Dameon followed behind him motioning for Travis to follow as well. The palace was dead ahead of them but the size of it made it seem like it was closer than it actually was. It would be a good ten minutes before they arrived at the center of the village. The guard walked ahead of them in his white robes and armor quickly guiding them through the crowd within the market place. Without him it would have taken much longer than necessary to get to the palace. Within ten minutes they stood at the base of the mansion and only moments later the door opened and the Feudal Lord appeared from the massive doorway and began to walk down to where the two of them stood.

Dameon dropped down to one knee and bowed to the Feudal Lord who was elegantly dressed in the most expensive attire the snow could afford and he seemed even a bit plump from the wealth he enjoyed himself. Yet he could also tell the common people were in a much lower class, next to that of poverty. This would be good for them and his plan had changed just enough to make it impossible to screw up.

“My Lord, these men hail from the mainland, both from the hidden rain village. They come seeking employment and say that they can help us with our pirating problem.” The guard said from his knee as well. The guard than stood up and Dameon quickly followed suit.

“Indeed my Lord. We are both extremely skilled shinobi and only seek to aid the snow village. We are part of an organization to eliminate pirate threats and protect the world of free trade and economic prosperity.” He said with a warm smile.

“Well this is a true pleasure and a treat! Without those pesky pirates and raiders our nation would be in much better shape and I can finally start being as generous with our money as I once used to be. This nation relies heavily on trading our more advanced inventions. However sparing too many men to be on multiple ships would leave us vulnerable to a raid by land. You two are exactly what we need and we will gladly accept your generosity. If there is anything you need simply name it to the captain of the guards and he will see to it that it is done. Again I can’t thank you enough for myself and my people” The Feudal Lord said and patted them both on the shoulder before retreating back into his luxurious mansion. Dameon stood up and turned around facing away from the mansion where the sea was clearly visible. He didn’t know how long this would take exactly but he could already tell this was going to work.

ooc: Travis just post saying what you’re doing during all of this and present.

After throwing the cloak around his shoulders, Travis trudged through the snow with his body wrapped up beneath the cloak. Travis hated the cold, despite his warm body from his fire affinity, the snow was beautiful but cold and wet. With his eyelids drooping in agony of being assigned the Snow Country, why couldn't he be assigned somewhere warmer? Truding along, he followed Dame for some time until he could see a check point a bit farther ahead. Following him they soon reached the checkpoint and Travis watched Dameon hand him a set of papers and tell some story which Travis found amusing. Dropping his head slighly he activated his Sharingan and examined everyone, each one not making a move to attack which was good.

Closing his eyes, Dame motioned him forward and he followed with his eyes closed keeping his Sharingan activated. They walked on for a long time, looking up every so often where no one would be able to see his eyes. The palace was immense and it seemed like it would take an hour to cross from one side to the other. But as they finally reached the gates, the Feudal Lord was ascending down the steps. Quickly deactivating his eyes, Travis got down on one knee and listened to the Feudal Lord and Dameon converse. Standing up next to Dame, he waited for what was to happen. Leaning in and barely audible, he whispered, "When are you going to tell me exactly what your plan is?"

“Well the plan is to protect the ships from pirates. Time to do some good.” Dameon said with a smile as he looked back at the guard who was still standing with them. He shook his head a bit at Travis and walked to the guard and began to talk with him. Through talking with him on a more personal level he had learned a few things. The first being that the country wasn’t only poor because of the lack of trade that was going through but also because of the Feudal Lords greed. They continued to talk as they walked their ways to one of the local bars.

Night quickly approached the cold island and Dameon and the guard captain were getting along amazingly as they drank themselves shitfaced in the bar. Well more like Dameon pretended to be drinking a lot when he kept buying the captain round after round after round still having a hell of a time. The guard drunkenly wrapped his arm around Dameon and as such Dameon did the same as they talked more and more and more.

“So Captain Hynar. What do you think of the economic situation with the Lord and the public?” Dameon asked as he took a sip from the sake in front of him. Still holding the captain close to him as they rocked backed and forth on their respective bar stools.

“Well, in my opinion!..He should be hung.” The captain said loud at first than whispered the bit of information into Dameon’s ear. The captain said the last bit and it seemed to almost come to a shock to the captain to even say such a thing in a public place.

“Aye well that may be sir but I doubt if you would say the same if you weren’t two bottles deep into some nice warm sake.” Dameon replied back trying to see what the captains intentions truly were and to see if he could take this idea and roll with it. Dameon looked back to see where his partner was and then back to the captain. It was during this period he realized just how nice the bar actually was. It was made of brick and the inside had wood paneling in a dark cherry style wood with a stone fireplace and a long bar table made of the same sort of wood but more polished, it had a warm cozy feeling.

“No…I think I mean it, I mean…I do. The man our Lord should be hung for treason. All he has done is sapped the economy dry with his greediness. This pirate issue as he claims is rumored to be his own men that steal from the ships simply so he can sit on a golden throne. The problem is, we are not shinobi and these pirates are, we would be butchered if we tried to resist them. That’s why we need you two; we truly need you to do what you can to save not only us but our country. Will you please help us? I would gladly give my life to see such a day where my son can live with shoes on his feet and a shirt on his back.” The captain said as tears welled up in the man’s eyes and streamed down the side of his face slightly.

Dameon looked at the man with a warm smile and he himself finished the rest of his sake and he stood up and tapped Travis on the shoulder motioning that is was time for them to leave. He then made his way back to the captain and wrapped his arm back around the man and brought his lips to the man’s ear.

“You sir are a good man and good men deserve to live good lives under god. We will help you but we cannot do such a thing alone. We will need you and whatever men you can convince to join our cause. You tell them to get ready than you meet me back here in that seat tomorrow at this time and we will see exactly what we can do. However I also have my own demands.” Dameon said still keeping his voice as low as he could.

“I will kill this evil man for you but you will have to lead this village, if you survive. However where you will lead my organization and myself will be in control requesting things of you. Like using your land for shelter and sleep. Nothing major but what you are asking is much more of us than we are asking of you. I think this is a fair request. You will control the people and the village but we will control the land on which it is settled and we will also protect this village as it will be on our property. How does that sound?” Dameon asked as he tossed his coat on again and settled it down.

The captain looked at the man and nodded his head in approval. Once Dameon said this he nodded his head back a form of a silent promise. Dameon left the bar and headed toward the Inn where they would be spending the night. He looked behind himself to where Travis was now following him again.

“Still need to know my plan?” he asked.

((Sorry so late, thought I posted...))

“Well the plan is to protect the ships from pirates. Time to do some good.” Arching a single eyebrow, he went with it. He wasn't entirely sure as what his true intentions were, but Travis rode with it. Deciding to stay out of everything and prevent screw ups, Travis flicked his hood up and blended into the background, listening and watching Dameon work his magic on the guards. Taking careful notes of how smooth Dameon was, Travis grinned making sure he wouldn't fall under the smooth talk of Dame. Smirking, he Shunshin'd up into a tree and sat perched keeping tabs on the area.

Watching as Dame walked off with the captain, he did a survelience of the area. Moving around the exterior of the castle, at each corner there was a tower, about 50 ft higher than the rest of the castle, allowing a greater view of the area. Narrowing his eyes, he activated his Sharingan, zooming in and taking note. 'Each tower has 4 or 5 guards that rotate walking up and down each side of the castle wall. Each sending a single guy, then once the first began walking back, another was sent out so no one could sneak up behind. Smooth.' Then moving outwards, there were at least a dozen checkpoints in which people had to check in before entering the town. Meaning there were few places people could get in and out without passing the checkpoints, even if you went to the side, you could be seen by both checkpoints to the left and right.

After spending some time taking some few other notes, he finally deactivated his Sharingan and Shunshin'd to the pub. Walking in silently he looked around and noticed Dameon and the captain drinking merrily, but noticed a few little was being drained from Dame's cup. Smirking, he sat at a table in the corner and ordered a pint and listened carefully to Dame. Taking slight sips he yawned slightly from his long day of Sharingan survalience. Taking another swig, he heard mentions of turning the entire army against the Feudal Lord.

Grinning he left the pub and walked across the snow covered ground. Pushing the door open he walked up the stairs into their room and was squatting on his bed when Dame walked in. “Still need to know my plan?” Smiling the candle that illuminated the room flickered. A little wisp of wind blew through extingishing the light. Opening his eyes, his Sharingan pierced the darkness. "Oh this is gonna be fun..."

/End Day 1 of overthrowal

Dameon woke up early and looked at his still sound asleep partner, it troubled him that such a man of evil could sleep soundly, it wasn’t healthy. He walked outside and began to pace the streets of the poorer district of the village. He wasn’t exactly sure why but perhaps it was to remind himself why he had promised to kill a man an evil man. He wouldn’t find comfort of the slaying of the man but he would in fact deliver comfort to everyone in the village by doing so, and by doing the deed and destroying a man of evil and a power abusive man he would hopefully bring stability to this country. Dameon lit a cigarette and looked up towards the sky as he exhaled a trail of smoke and breathe from his mouth; it was the right thing to do.

It was then he spotted a young girl barely ten on the side of the street shivering and looking half dead by an old cottage. A from appeared on his face as he walked over to the little girl and sat down next to her and placed a warm arm around her. If there was anything he hated it was seeing good people and the innocent suffer from the actions of evil men. He hoped being in the Akatsuki would give him the opportunity to change the face of the earth for the good of mankind. So far he had not been wrong.

“Where’s your mum little one?” Dameon asked with a warm smile to the little girl as he turned to face her.

“Mummy went drinking last night and hasn’t been home yet I’ve been outside all night.” The little girl said with a frown as she looked up at the stranger in black.

“I see..is this your house?” Dameon asked pointing to the house that was she was outside of and the little girl nodded. Dameon stood up and walked over to the door and shook the handle and it was obviously locked. He then walked around the back of the house and almost three second later opened the door from the inside and opened the house up to let the little girl in.

“Go get some rest.” He said patting her on the head with a warm smile as he locked the door and left the way he had came making sure the building would be safe for her to sleep in. If anything this had only confirmed what needed to be done and his method of getting inside the house gave him the perfect option for that night and he would use it.

Dameon continued on his walk around the mansion looking for gaps or holes of some kind. It was true that the place was heavily guarded but the guards seemed to be no more than Chuunin rank at best. The snow wasn’t well known for their shinobi but rather their advanced technology that they used to confuse and surprise their opponents. This reminded him as well and he made his way to the main checkpoint to find the guard captain he had talked to last night. Surely enough he was at the gate but a bit slower than the rest of them.

“Having a hard time processing the alcohol eh?” He asked in a friendly tone as put his arm around the guard and patted him on the back. He then threw his cigarette into a pile of snow to put it out.

“It’s ok everyone has to learn to drink heavily once in a while to feel alive, in the mornin.” The guard said joking right back with him.

“I was wondering if you had a minute and could give me a quick tour of the mansion.” Dameon asked politely and the guard nodded and led him towards the mansion yet again, a bit of déjà vu. They walked up the same flight of stairs again and entered the large mansion. Immediately upon walking into the mansion there were hundreds of pieces of art and décor that matched the wealth of the Lord himself. There seemed to be more money inside the mansion with tangible art than outside with a nation just waiting to thrive.

“Where is the Lord this morning?” he asked the guard and the guard looked back at Dameon.

“He is out fishing but he will be back tonight just in time for the big plan.” The guard said looking around the giant marble halls to make sure nobody was following or listening to their conversation.

“This is good. May I see his room or would that be asking too much?” Dameon asked again and the guard simply laid his palm out giving way to the end of the hallway where there was a large door at the end. Dameon nodded getting the point but the guard insisted on continuing the tour.

“Dameon was it? There was one last thing I was hoping to give you before the arrangements this evening.” The guard said leading him to the armory and giving it to Dameon.

“It should prove to be helpful and the moment we get more we will donate some to your ship protecting organization.” The guard added.

“Much thanks, now I must be heading back to the Inn now. Oh and what seems to be the number of guards for tonight as far as guarding the mansion?” Dameon asked trying not to push the conversation too far but the information was important.

“Zero, every single guard wants to help you.” The guard said opening the door to the mansion again and they walked back out into the wintery landscape of a village.

“That is good. Tell everyone to be where they normally would but at precisely two in the morning to face toward the moon. This will give me the time I need to sneak in. Even though we know the guards will be fine with it, we can’t take any chances so we will be prepared just in case.” Dameon ended.

The guard captain walked back to his post and Dameon headed back toward the inn where he suspected his partner would be waiting. He had already slipped on the gift he had been given to give it a test run. It would be impossible to see with his clothes but it would help him out even more that night.

Already awake, but in a mediated state of mind, Travis sat up as Dame left. Grinning, he stood up. Today he planned on doing some training before the night. Latching his Kunsangi on his back, he threw a cloak over his shoulders and walked out of the Inn briskly. Stepping out into the town, the cold wind hit Travis in the face, energizing himself. A few snowflakes flew slowly by as they fell softly on the soft white ground. Looking ahead, he noticed Dame with a young girl, but grinned softly, Dame was really a good guy. Smirking, Travis feigned upward and shunshin'd away from the area. Appearing on the rooftops, Travis dashed from rooftop to rooftop, moving farther and farther away from the town.

After about 5 minutes of travelling, Travis stopped and landed in the middle of a tree clearing. Breathing slightly, every breath he took, he let out a vapor of fog. It was cold out, but it was tolerable. Forming a single seal, he created about 10 Shadow Clones that all surrounded him. Some withdrew the swords, some got ready to attack. Travis grinned as he activated his Sharingan. "Let's dance."

Two of the clones standing side by side pulled off a combo instantly. Analyzing the hand seals, Travis watched it in slow motion as one preformed Gale Palm and the other preformed Endan. Launching himself upwards, he backflipped out of the way. Landing on the ground, he swung his sword in a horizontal slice sending a wave of fire across the ground towards the shadow clone. One of them sliced downwards and destroyed the wave. Grinning Travis flickered behind a clone and aimed a downward slice, but the clone yanked up its own sword and countered it by blocking his attack. Grinning, Travis let out a roar, "Warrior's Fury!" Swinging again with more power, and slammed it into the clone. Slamming the clone into the ground it exploded into a puff of smoke.

Grinning, he then launched himself into the air and formed several hand seals quickly. After initializing the jutsu, Travis began spinning air around his hands and gathered it into a tight ball, then pushing it forward, a huge tornado erupted. Then holding two fingers to his mouth, he blew hard expeling fire creating a giant Fire Cyclone, oblierating the clones. Landing on the ground, the snow was melted and the ground was scroched. Grinning, he made his way back to the Inn.

After arrivng back, he sat Indian Style and pulled out a scroll and rolled it out. Pulling out a pen, he began drawing and sketching out the area of the place and when they would move. The Lord returning, how they'll strike and everything. But by the time he finished it was a bunch of strikes and strokes. Laughing slightly, he waited for Dame to arrive. Moments later, he arrived in the room. "Well hello, you ready for the plan tonight?" Travis mentioned with a grin.

“Yea-“ Dameon said and ran to the window to look outside. Apparently they had been too late or word had gotten out about their plan somehow. Already villagers were starting to revolt angrily and take over the town as their own. Also there seemed to be two shinobi behind it much smaller than anyone above Genin rank, than again size didn’t matter in most cases involving the skills of a ninja. Dameon tossed his cloak back on and looked at Travis before taking out a pack of cigarettes and sticking a coffin nail in his mouth and lightning it. He could tell from the distance there was also a much more powerful shinobi amongst them of around Jounin rank.

“Travis I’m going to go sort this mess out and I will be back soon. I need you here so nobody puts two and two together and says were from where we are. Everyone knows we travel in two’s if I go out alone we won’t be compromised.” Dameon stated and opened the door to thir room that lead outside before activating a couple hand signs and getting on a bird made entirely of water that began to fly in the direction of the uprising.


-Continued at Don't Eat the Red Snow, Either-

Sighing slightly to himself, Travis yawned deeply as he stretched upwards, releasing all the tension in his body. He didn't really care for much what Dameon did, although he did care as long as he stayed alive. Lying down, sprawled across his bed, Travis closed his eyes and hummed slightly to himself. Humming randomly to anything he could think of, Travis played with a kunai knife waiting patiently for Dameon to return from whatever he was doing. Spinning the kunai on his finger, he flicked it upwards imbedding it into the ceiling. He believed in both of their skills to be able to handle just about anything, so Travis wasn't too worried about it and took a nap. It was probably almost an hour that Dameon was gone before he reappeared in the room. Waking up, Travis rubbed his eyes and looked up watching Dameon enter the room. "Find anything decent out there that's worth keeping?" Travis asked with a but meancingly and jokingly.

Dameon had walked back into the room with the head guard from snow who had survived the rebellion. He sighed a bit as he watched Travis and heard him ask where he had been. Dameon scratched the back of his head not exactly sure of how to explain it. He looked back at the guard and the guard nodded his head and left the room to tell the rest of the village what had happened.

“Our job is done. The villagers rioted and killed the leader. I established the deal we had made earlier, we now control the land of snow but the main guard you just saw and his officers will be establishing control over the village and the government. We can head back now. I’m going to contact the boss man, afterward it might be best we take separate ships but I haven’t decided yet.” He said simply as he took the yellow stone from his jacket out and looked at it curiously and began to rub it a bit than set it on the ground in front of him and waited.

“I hope that’s how it works.”

- Many many miles away........-

He was just leaving the rain country, no longer with Tsuki or Kuro at this time, when he felt the tug on the back of his mind. A grim smile spread across Senkous face. He was hopeful, but afraid to be optimistic. This could mean a few things. The first and what he was hoping for the most was that a country had already fallen. It had been a few days, so it was not out of the realm of possibility. After the Rain had fallen, he had taken a few days to himself, reveling in the simplest victory probably in history. There had been no fight what so ever, and Vice had proven useful after all. The knews of two countries at this point, would prove to be most exciting. It could also mean that a new candidate had been found, he was dreading that one, he was growin impatient already with some of the riff raff that was currently in. There could also be complications, which he had mixed emotions about. On the one hand complications were challenging and how he yerned for a challenge. However, the fact that one of his men couldnt handle a complication on their own, would be a disturbing realization.

It mattered not. He pulled the stone from his bag and saw it glowing a bright yellow color, not the normal clear. It was Dameon, the new guy. Senkou groaned, this had better have been a success or this kid was probably gonna be order to death. He replaced the stone in his pocket and knelt on the ground and then switched his legs around into the meditative sitting position. His face slackened into no emotion, and his hands fell loosely at the wrists over his knees. His whole body began to relax and his eyes began to droop ad he slipped into the dark pit of his mind. The most shadowy and docile place on the planet that only he had access to. To penetrate Senkous mind would be a feat by anyone standards, he had devoted his entire life to it. He found himself deep within himself quickly, in under a minute and prepared for the second step.

He reached out with his mind, following the trace and feel of the connection the stones had with his mind, locating Dameon's position in the snow country. It wasnt to hard, it was actually easier than he had originally anticipated. Next he projected his own mind along that chain of connection and began to fuel his chakra, creating a material form of his own spiritual essence in front of the newest Akatsuki member.

-[ Back in Moon country-

A holographic Senkou appeared, standing up, five feet in from of Dameon. It shimered with various colors and flickered off and on at first. The projections arms were crossed and the hair dropped over his eyes, staring at him through the strands of black.



This better be good news, Ive no inclination to have my current spirits dashed with any report of a failure.

Dameon looked at the projection of the leader glad that it had at least worked and he could talk with the man. He was looking at the leaders eyes though could still see through him and to Travis who was lying on the bed. Dameon knelt down to one knee in respect and bowed his head downward before standing back up.

“I wouldn’t have contacted you if it was a failure sir. You seem to be assuming we would fail so soon. In a summary, we arrived here yesterday during the day, I discussed with the leader of the village we were part of an organization used to protect the trade ships. We were appreciated there; upon that happening I learned from the leader’s right hand man that the village was in a state of extreme poverty because of the greediness of the leader with him attacking their own ships with a group of hired mercenaries. We planned to assassinate the leader and upon a deal I had made with the head guard gain control of the land of snow with the head guard in control of running and governing the village. However just today a riot occurred and the villagers killed the leader along with a Jounin from Sunagakure. This made our job easier and less noticeable and he deal is still in place. We have control over the land of snow and the guards will be governing and running it to try and produce a better economy than what it is currently.” Dameon stated.

“How are things on your end?” He asked.

Senkou took in everything that Dame had said. Success. As the details were explained, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly as if in ecstasy. He took in every word like a priceless treasure, letting the joy they brought him last as long as possible. They had won two countries in a few very short days. Two nations basically under his control. The thought of the power and influence he now had was a bit overwhelming, but oh so amazing. He felt grander now, but he cautioned himself to the arrogance which could come with power and be the death of them all. Besides, he was not making an attempt to rule these countries. They were simply leverage for him. And if the others failed in their missions, well, it wouldnt be to difficult to achieve what he wanted with these two countries.

When Dameon finished talking he rolled his head back forward and stared at him. Now it was time to intiate the next phase. He had not heard yet from An'brak or Zutto, which meant they could be having troubles. Either way, it remained the same to go as planned. It was time to divide the people yet again and reorganize the ranks a bit.

Very well, I am pleased. You two have done well and I thank you both for taking this with the most seriousness, and I have to say, Im a bit impressed to be honest. Especially with you Dameon. Not only did you get rid of what I thought was going to be the problem child of our group, you have proven to be one of my most worth while allies. For this, calls a reward, a special mission. Both you and Travis are going to split up now. Travis, I want you to go to Bear country and seek out Zutto and An'brak. I havent heard for them and cant be bothered to contact them unless its completely necessary. That and once you three are together, you will also have a special assignment. Contact me when u get there via your stone.

Dameon, I want you to travel to Suna, village in the sand. Curretnly they are in shambles. No one is exactly sure where there kage is, and now would be the grand time for you, to take hold. I want you to enstill your, and inadvertently my, control over that village of desert. Its as simple as that. Again the method is your own. I doubt your stupid enough to try to take them all on yourself so, have fun with it, and be creative. Make me proud again, and the rewards will be great. I will make my way there once I am done in Kiri, but contact me when you have finished your work with the village.

He paused for a moment to make sure they grasped the clarity of what he had said.

(Short since I really have nothing much to say...)

Rolling a Senbon in his hands, he listened to both Senkou and Dameon ramble on. Travis wasn't much for words seeing as he could never think of anything to say to make his conversation long and detailed, even if he described everything that happened, he'd fail somehow, that's why he isn't the voice in the team. Listening to Senkou's speech of how proud he was of them made him feel like a child a bit, but he didn't care as long as he impressed the AKatsuki Leader, he really didn't feel like being killed and getting his eyes ripped out. 'For this, calls a reward, a special mission.' Raising an eyebrow, he grinned. 'A reward is a relaxation period, or something that has to do with money, presents, villages, not missions.' Travis thought laughing to himself. Grinning he heard his mission, "Ah, so the other Uchiha is failing?" Travis muttered under his breath that only Dameon could possibly hear. But then he heard Dameon's mission, 'lucky bastard gets to take down Sunagakure.' Standing up and pocketing the scroll he walked up to the hologram. "As you wish Senkou, I'll head out immediately towards the Bear Country and assist Jsaslos and Zutto. Good luck with your mission Dameon, I'll see you soon. Travis out." With that Travis Shunshin'd towards the Bear Country moving at extreme speeds.

Dameon nodded his head and placed the stone back in his pouch and sighed. It had been a long time since he had been back to Suna. They didn’t even bother searching or trying to stop him when he had left and now he would be going back. He hoped he would be welcomed back when the Jounin had died a carrier hawk had delivered a message that he took and read. Apparently Suna had been attacked twice recently by what appeared to be Konoha ninja. Though it didn’t sit well with him, he knew Konoha wouldn’t blatantly attack a village without probable cause. It also seemed that the Kazekage was nowhere in sight so this was the most opportune time to lead it through its rough days. Dameon walked to the door and stepped out patting the guard on the back as he headed for the docks and his boat ride back to the mainland and directly into the Suna port.