Revenge

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Japan, Ozunu Orphanage

In the helicopter, General Hawk watched the unfolding chaos below. His gaze swept over the scene, taking in the burning orphanage, the clash of soldiers and ninjas, the frantic escape of the children.

He then looked towards the other side of the orphanage, where the light of other helicopters illuminated a group of children climbing over the wall, escaping into the night.

'They are going to be good soldiers,' he thought, but his gaze then fell on the woman standing beside him.

She watched the children, her eyes filled with a quiet intensity. He knew she would never let him take the children away.

"Lady Sen, can your men handle them?" he asked, his voice a low murmur.

Sen Arashikage, her eyes fixed on the escaping children, smiled. 'The future of the clan,' she thought to herself.

She nodded confidently at General Hawk.

"Go," she ordered, her voice calm and steady, her gaze turning towards Akiko.

Akiko, her expression serious, tapped her headset with her fingers.

"The Tōryō has given the order. Proceed with the mission."

One of the helicopters opened its doors, and a figure clad in white, his face concealed by a mask, only his eyes visible, leaped into the night.

Storm Shadow, his movements fluid and precise, jumped from the helicopter with a rope trailing behind him.

As he began to descend, the rope tightened, slowing his fall.

Just before his feet touched the ground, the rope detached, allowing him to land silently on the roof.

He pulled out the two katanas strapped to his back and looked back at the helicopter.

"You guys are too slow," Tomisaburo said with a smirk, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

But before he could take a step, a voice echoed behind him.

"No, we're just waiting for you as well."

Tomisaburo spun around, startled. The air shimmered, and there they stood in front of him: Blind Master, Hard Master, and Jinx.

"You guys are not in the other chopper," Storm Shadow said, his surprise evident.

"Then why are you guys still here?" Storm Shadow asked, a frown furrowing his brow. The Arashikage ninjas were supposed to be hunting the Ozunu Clan, not standing around waiting for him.

Blind Master shook his head.

"My illusions work on normal humans and most ninjas, but inside that orphanage is the head of the Ozunu Clan. We would die if we entered."

Hard Master nodded. Though he didn't want to admit it, Blind Master was right.

He looked up at the helicopter, a sense of urgency creeping into his expression.

"And we're not the only ones going in," he said, his voice firm.

The other helicopter opened its doors, and the Arashikage ninjas, cloaked in shadows, leapt down, following Storm Shadow's example.

They were a blur of motion, landing silently, their movements precise and swift, but their attention was not solely on the orphanage.

They were waiting for something.

Then a rope was lowered from the helicopter. A woman, her face concealed by a mask, her eyes blazing purple with fiery intensity, stood at the edge of the helicopter, her katana strapped to her back.

She looked down at the burning orphanage, her gaze unwavering, before jumping. Her body became a blur of motion as she descended quickly.

She reached the end of the rope and, with a practiced move, slipped off, landing silently on the roof.

Another woman, shrouded in a hood and a mask, her eyes blazing with intense red fire, stood at the open door of the helicopter. She looked down, her gaze locked on the orphanage, before she, too, jumped. She held onto the rope, descending rapidly. She landed gracefully, her movements fluid and sure.

Then a third woman appeared, similar to the other two but with piercing golden eyes that blazed with fierce anger.

She descended the rope, her movements swift and controlled.

She landed silently, her presence radiating an air of dangerous power.

•-----•-----•-----•-----•

General Hawk, his eyes narrowed, watched the women as he noticed their eye colors.

He looked at Sen, his expression a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

"And they are...?" he asked, his voice laced with an undercurrent of intrigue.

Sen smiled, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Guests of our clan," she said, her voice a silken whisper, a hint of mystery hanging in the air.

General Hawk nodded, his curiosity piqued. He turned towards Scarlett, his new recruit, who stood poised, ready to jump.

He opened the helicopter door for her.

"Go," he ordered, his voice firm.

"And don't let them escape." He watched as Scarlett, her eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before her, stepped onto the rope, her movements swift and sure.

He knew she wouldn't let anyone from the Ozunu Clan escape; he just reminded her as he wanted her to gather information about the guests of the Arashikage Clan while she was with their team.

He had high hopes for this new addition to his team.

Knowing what the General wanted, Scarlett nodded as she slid down the rope.

•-----•-----•-----•-----•

On the roof, Noshiko nodded towards the others before turning to Talia.

"We will be going first." she said, her voice a low murmur, her gaze fixed on the garden. She knew that Talia, consumed by her thirst for vengeance, wouldn't be joining them.

Satomi, her eyes filled with worry, looked at Talia.

"Take care of yourself," she said, her voice laced with concern.

She understood Talia's eagerness for revenge but feared for her safety.

Talia nodded, her gaze still focused on the burning orphanage, her senses heightened, and her mind racing with plans and possibilities.

Satomi glanced at Noshiko, and they turned, their figures blurring as they dashed across the rooftop, heading towards the burning orphanage, determination and concern evident on their faces as they ran toward the garden.

Scarlett, her brow furrowed, watched as Noshiko and Satomi vanished into the night.

She then looked at Talia, who was still standing, her golden eyes locked, in the burning building. Talia turned and nodded towards the Head Master and the other Arashikage ninjas.

"Shall we?" the Head Master asked, his gaze fixed on Talia, who was poised to take action. He knew that they would need all their skills to defeat the Ozunu Clan.

The sounds of fighting erupted from within the orphanage the screams and shouts of battle are unmistakable.

Scarlett smiled, a sly, almost predatory grin. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of glasses, her eyes glowing with an electric blue light.

With the glasses in place, she focused her gaze on the other side of the roof and let loose a barrage of arrows.

*Swish!* The arrows, propelled by a force that seemed to defy gravity, shot through the air, striking the roof with a silent thud.

The arrowheads blinked with a faint glow before exploding, creating holes in the roof and opening pathways into the building.

She tossed a series of small, glowing orbs through the holes.

Moments later, blinding flashes of light illuminated the interior of the orphanage, the intensity almost blinding.

Talia, her face a mask of fierce determination, was the first to act. She leaped into the hole, her movements showing eagerness.

Hard Master, his expression serious, shook his head.

"Rage will consume you before you get your revenge," he warned, his voice a low rumble, his eyes filled with concern.

"You might get yourself killed." He jumped after her, his movements swift and sure, a seasoned warrior in action.

Scarlett, her eyes narrowed, watched them go, her brow furrowed with a blend of amusement and curiosity.

She turned to look at Storm Shadow, who was walking toward her, his katana glinting in the firelight.

"What's her problem?" she asked, her voice tinged with genuine curiosity.

"Family problems," Storm Shadow replied matter of fact, jumping into the hole with fluidity and grace.

Scarlett looked at Blind Master and Jinx, their expressions unreadable.

"Are you guys coming or not?" she asked, her head tilted slightly, her gaze focused on the hole.

Blind Master shook his head.

"We still have something to do," he said.

He raised his hand, and a ripple of energy surrounded him and Jinx, their figures fading into the air, vanishing from sight.

Scarlett shook her head.

"Cheaters," she said, her voice laced with a mixture of amusement and irritation.

She jumped into the hole, her eyes glittering with interest.

•-----•-----•-----•-----•

Raizo kicked a wall, his foot connecting powerfully and shattering it with a resounding crash as dust and debris rained down. He leaped through the gap, his eyes landing on Takeshi.

Takeshi stood, his katana raised, his face a mask of cruel amusement.

He was surrounded by shadows, ninjas lurking in the darkness, ready to strike.

"Oh, we're gonna have some fun like the old days, little brother," Takeshi said, his voice laced with chilling malice.

The ninjas, sensing their leader's intent, hurled their kusarigamas at Raizo.

Raizo, his movements swift and precise, ducked, his body a blur of motion.

He jumped, dodging the chains before landing, his eyes focused on Takeshi.

He parried Takeshi's attack, deflecting the katana with his tanto.

Takeshi, undeterred, pressed a button on his katana. The blade retracted into the hilt, then reappeared on the other side of the hilt.

He swung the katana at Raizo; its speed and power were impressive.

Anticipating the attack, Raizo dodged, his body fluid as he rolled to the side.

He threw his tanto, precision honed from practice. The tanto flew through the air, a deadly projectile, impaling one of the ninjas and pinning him to the wall. As the ninja fell, Raizo pulled out his kusarigama.

He backed up, his eyes fixed on the remaining ninjas.

He spun the kusarigama, the chain whistling through the air, a dangerous weapon ready to strike as he assessed the room.

Just as the battle was about to begin, the ceiling exploded in a shower of debris.

*Boom!* A large hole opened in the ceiling, and a blinking sphere, its surface glowing with a pulsating light, fell from the hole, landing in the middle of the room.

"Hide!" Takeshi yelled, his voice laced with urgency, but it was too late.

The sphere exploded, a blinding flash of light engulfing the room.

Raizo shielded his eyes, his head pounding as his vision momentarily obscured.

He heard the sounds of people jumping through the hole, the roar of a powerful, primal beast.

He forced his eyes open, vision blurring as he peered through the blinding light.

He saw her.

The woman with golden eyes, Talia, stood beneath the hole, her face a mask of fury. Her movements were as swift and deadly as those of a predator.

She had ripped out the throat of a ninja, her claws dripping with blood.

She roared, a terrifying sound that echoed through the room.

Takeshi's face contorted in anger when he recognized her.

"You mutts really think you can come here just because you survived our attack?" he sneered, disdain dripping from his words. He glanced at his ninjas, signaling them to attack.

He then looked at Raizo, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Looks like we're going to play by ourselves again, little brother." He raised his katana, ready to strike.

Just as Takeshi was about to attack, a figure leaped through the hole. The figure landed with a powerful thud, radiating calm determination.

He kicked a ninja across the room, sending him crashing into a wall. Then he stood before Takeshi, his expression serious and focused.

"We'll handle it from here," Hard Master said, his voice a steady rumble, his eyes fixed on Takeshi.

"You can go." He knew Raizo's true target was Ozunu.

Raizo nodded at Hard Master, his gaze lingering on Takeshi for a moment.

He turned and raced toward the hall, his mind focused on his target. He would find Ozunu, and he would make him pay so he could finally live freely.

Takeshi narrowed his eyes at Hard Master, showing no emotion.

"Arashikage Clan. Hard Master. Maybe in your clan you're strong, but here, you're nothing," he said, his voice laced with arrogance and contempt.

Hard Master nodded, his expression calm, his eyes unwavering.

"You may be right," he said, his voice filled with quiet confidence.

"But I'm not fighting you alone."

As he spoke, a figure descended into the room, silent and deadly.

Storm Shadow, his face a mask of chilling serenity, walked toward Takeshi, his two katanas glinting menacingly in the dim light.

Takeshi's eyes locked onto Tomisaburo, and his expression hardened, a mixture of disdain and recognition. Before Takeshi could speak, the sound of clashing steel echoed through the orphanage.

Inside the orphanage, the battle raged.

The air filled with the sounds of clashing blades, the thud of bodies hitting the floor, as the two clans fought.

Takeshi frowned, knowing that every ninja from the Arashikage Clan was there to kill them.

His katana flashing, he parried Storm Shadow's attack.

"I haven't killed a Tōryō grandson before," Takeshi said, eager to eliminate Storm Shadow to make the Arashikage Clan regret opposing their clan.

"We shall see if you can do it," Storm Shadow replied, rushing toward Takeshi alongside Hard Master.

The orphanage, once a haven for children, had become a battlefield.

Flames licking at the walls cast flickering shadows on the scene.

The air thickened with smoke, the stench of blood filling their lungs and burning their throats.

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As they clashed, on the other side, Talia was surrounded by ninjas attacking her with poisoned blades.

She dodged a poisoned blade, its tip coated in shimmering green liquid.

The blade hissed as it sliced through the air, missing her by a hair's breadth.

Talia ducked with speed; her body became a blur as she evaded their attacks. In a swift, almost graceful move, she clawed at the Achilles heel of a ninja, her claws sinking deep with her strength.

"Ahhh!" the ninja screamed, his leg buckling under the impact. He dropped to his knees, convulsing in agony.

Talia towered over him, reaching out and grasping the ninja's arm. She twisted it with immense force.

The ninja's arm snapped, the bone broke with a sickening crack, and he screamed as he dropped the poisoned blade.

Talia reached for the ninja's throat.

Her claws slashed through the air, tearing through flesh and bone with a sickening ripping sound.

Blood splattered on her mask, but her golden eyes burned with an intense fury.

Her gaze, filled with a rage that burned hotter than the flames of the burning orphanage, swept over the remaining ninjas.

They froze, their bodies rigid, eyes wide with shock, their movements halted.

"Do you really think I'm still just a beast who doesn't know how to fight like five years ago?" Talia growled, her voice laced with chilling contempt.

She remembered how these ninjas had ripped through her pack in the past, how her family had grown stronger with the hope of being safe, how she had trained to use her strength more efficiently and ruthlessly.

"This time, I'm the one who will be hunting you guys," she declared as she rushed toward them.

Talia, a whirlwind of motion, ripped through the ranks of Ozunu ninjas.

Her claws gleaming in the dim light were a blur of deadly motion.

Her golden eyes blazed with a primal rage, yet her movements were fierce and fluid.

When all of her opponents were dead, she howled so powerfully that everyone in the orphanage stopped fighting.

As Scarlett landed, she saw the bodies of the Ozunu Clan ninjas. She looked at their wounds and then turned towards Talia in shock and curiosity.

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