First mission.

Jujutsu High, Tokyo...Japan.

The rays of the midday sun cascaded onto the surrounding scenery creating a beautiful, rather pleasant and soothing scene.

In a small white dojo located in a secluded part of the school, about three figures sat across a table, before an old man dressed in a white haori who had a frown on his face.

"This is your first mission as first years, so I decided to be the one to personally see you through. I hope you can all come back in one piece.."

The old man spoke and downed a cup of tea and herbs and spoke. Two of the youths, one with shaggy blonde hair and droopy eyes and another with long black hair and anratehr handsome face dressed in a black Jujutsu uniform like a haori nodded gently, while the last youth, a blue haired handsome youth with a purple bandana tied to his forehead like a gangster only yawned in response.

"You may leave now, Kenshin stay behind." The old man spoke as he signaled towards the blue haired youth who only sighed in annoyance. The others bowed slightly and walked out, not before the shaggy haired youth patted the blue haired youth on the shoulder.

"This is your first mission Kenshin. Stay vigilant. Assess your surroundings first before you battle. It might be dangerous.."

The old man spoke with a deep sigh.

"Hold on, why are you telling me all of this? I mean no offense but isn't the Zen'in clan boy supposed to fill us in on the mission and all that, after all he's our leader.."

Kenshin raised a brow as he looked at the old man in suspicion.

"Normally, I allow the tutors to dish out the missions to the students, but this is a special case Kenshin. The higher ups are trying to get you killed or even expelled.. be careful.."

He sounded caution, as Kenshin's frown deepened, but he only nodded.

"I don't suppose you'll tell me why they want to kill me.." He responded with a small grin. "Even I don't know, but it seems to me that they're scared of your potential. Be careful my boy. On campus I might be able to protect you, but outside, you're own your own."

The old man cautioned once more.

"I think I'll be fine don't worry. This isn't something new. Just let me sound a caution to you too old man. If those old fogies try anything, just let them pray I don't find out their identities, cos when I do..hehe.."

Walking out with murderous laugh, Kenshin shut the door on his way out before he walked to his friends who were gathered outside before a black SUV waiting for him.

"What did the old man say?" Hiroshi asked seeing the somewhat unnatural expression on the face of his friend.

"Nothing, just more caution and more talk on life.." Kenshin lied without batting an eye before he entered the car as the others followed.

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On the highway of Tokyo, a black SUV was speeding, covered in the glow of the sun's rays. Meanwhile, within the SUV, the three young Jujutsu sorcerers were getting filled on information regarding their mission.

"Per the file I received from Mishima sensei, our target seems to be a third grade cursed spirit, but, seeing how our lineup includes a Special Grade, I'm beginning to have my doubts.."

Within the SUV, Makoto was the first to speak out, as he glanced at Kenshin.

"Hold on. Before we go on, just wanna say, I love the new look Makoto. The traditional haori and the long hair makes you look like those princes from the historical drama is watch on TV.."

Hiroshi chipped in with a thumbs up, as Makoto rolled his eyes.

"I think if the data on the file is accurate, the we might be facing a third grade with a rather unusual ability. However, I don't think we'd have an issue. If there are no unforeseeable circumstances, then should be a piece of cake..."

Hiroshi finally got serious, as he instantly analyzed the situation, evaluating their strengths and weaknesses against the third grade cursed spirit.

"You're right. Although, I think we should get to know ourselves better and our abilities to allow for better teamwork. So I'll begin. I'm Makoto Zen'in, Second Grade. My cursed technique is the Icy Heart of the Empress. A technique which allows me to manipulate the very atoms of freezing particles as well as freely shrink and enlarge other objects as well, although to a limit..."

Makoto spoke with a smile, as he stretched his palm. The next second, a life like dove made from ice materialized and fluttered it's wings, before it transformed into a small sword, a spear a small freezing tornado and then it disappeared.

"Nice. Real flashy. Hiroshi Akihito, second Grade. My cursed technique; Heavens Chosen doesn't grant me any physical abilities, however, with it I consider myself the greatest mind on earth..".Flashing a prideful grin, Hiroshi posed.

Meanwhile, Kenshin was oblivious to their interaction, his attention lingering on the words of the Ayumu, trying to figure out why the higher ups of Jujutsu would want him gone.

Waiting for him to introduce himself, silence reigned for a minute, however after seeing how he wasn't in the mood and not responding, Hiroshi took it upon himself to introduce the special Grade himself.

"Hayato Kenshin, Special Grade. I don't know a lot about his cursed technique, but he calls it the Six Paths. Also he hasn't really shown anything rather complex so far, just his unnaturally abnormal physical parameters and his ability to summon cursed tools." Hiroshi said in one breath. Kenshin's situation was kinda abnormal and even he couldn't figure him out completely.

After about an hour, they finally reached their destination, as Kenshin and the others stepped out of the van with calm expressions.

Right in front of them was an abandoned warehouse that had been taped and blacked from entry with multiple policemen patrolling the area.

"Halt." Upon walking to the entrance, they were immediately halted the policemen.

"We're Jujutsu sorcerers from Jujutsu High. My name is Makoto Zen'in and these are my colleagues. We were assigned this mission.."

Makoto took out his ID and handed it over, before they were allowed entry into the warehouse.

"Hmmm?" Sensing an abnormal cursed energy signature, Kenshin's Rinnegan turned on by itself, as he peered through the surroundings as if he was viewing things from a microscope.

The moment the three of them entered, he finally saw what was wrong, seeing how the abnormal energy allowed them entry and quickly sealed their exit route.

In that moment, Hiroshi's expression changed abruptly, as he tensed up and looked at Kenshin who looked at him as well.

Meanwhile Makoto was completely oblivious to what the both of them had just felt, as he continually surveyed the area with his vision.

"That was a Domain wasn't it?" After a few moments, Kenshin finally spoke and withdrew his Rinnegan before taking a deep breath. "Yeah.." Hiroshi responded with a serious look, completely different from his usual one.

His brain was processing information at unnatural speeds as he surveyed the area trying to find any possible routes of escape.

"What do you guys mean?" Makoto heard as he turned around abruptly. Being the heir of a noble clan, his knowledge of Jujutsu was far greater than ordinary students and he understood what the word Domain meant in the Jujutsu world.

"It's a Domain alright, but it's incomplete. The only way to escape this is to call for backup and have them shatter the domain from the outside or we defeat whatever created it.." Hiroshi responded as he squinted his eyes and surveyed the thin black film of energy that surrounded them.

"We obviously can't call for backup, as none of us brought in any gadgets.. so the only option is to fight.."

Makoto clenched his fists an readied his cursed energy.

"I'm sensing multiple cursed energy signatures. This might even be tougher than I expected." Hiroshi spoke, as Kenshin activated his Rinnegan and looked ahead once more. Seeing the disgusting creatures that had banded up in hordes waiting to strike against them, he sighed.

"Oi. There's a horde of cursed spirits waiting for us on the inside of the domain..." He pointed and spoke, while Makoto and Hiroshi looked at him incredulously.

"I forgot to mention that I have really special eyes as well.." He Rinnegan glinted with Cursed energy as the others nodded and readied themselves.

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