The One Who Can't Be Seen

At the moment, Mū was escaping the Senko. His whole body was covered in wounds. The bandages on his head and face fell down due to a big cut that left a huge wound on his right cheek up to his hair.

It had been two hours since he and Kentaro were appart. Mū had been scouting the area and successfully found the Senko clan's encampment.

The fifty men who were fighting in the field of thunderstorms against the Hyuga and the Chinoike were nothing compared to how much they were in their encampent.

Mū had sensed close to six hundred chakra in their huge encampment. He knew that he was a master of consealement, he could make every trace of him dissappear.

In an attempt to infiltrate the encampment by using the dustless bewildering cover, Mū got caught in the most dumb ways possible.

It had rained not long ago in the area, the ground was wet. The invisible Mū confidently walked near the encampment.

Twenty Senko were standing guard, they saw the footprints in the wet ground. The young Mū did not think about it and continued without thinking about the footprints.

They waited until he was close enough, he was invisible and undetectable through normal means, but his own footsteps betrayed him.

With one vertical slash of his lightning embued blade, one of the Senko cut through Mū's cheek. The others managed to land a couple of hits with their blades.

He was lucky enough to not have died from their Savage blade strikes. Mū flew away from were he came, one hundred Senko went after him.

'I need to get out of here!' they were already west of the land of lightning, but beyond the field of thunderstorms layed a large desert.

"Get him! No intruder shall be kept alive!" the voices of his more than determined pursuers were loud and rough.

The one hundred Senko were particularly fast, to be even with Mū's flying speed they covered their legs with a layer of lightning chakra.

While flying Mū turned towards the pursuers, they were divided in groups of twenty.

The land of lightning is a mountainous country. On his right, Mū saw a big mountain waiting to be used for a jutsu.

'Earth style: Rock Avalanche Jutsu.' he immediately started to go further west.

The mountain began trembling from above, rocks of all sizes began falling down. The rock avalanche destroyed everything that encountered its path.

The lightning fast Senko managed to escape the avalanche, only a few were really struck by the rock avalanche.

'This will slow them down. Kentaro, I'll come back to you after I finish with them!'

Mū grinced his teeth, he knew that he had to take action against the Senko. He could not flee forever, he had to face them.

'I will face them when I enter the desert.' the wind brought sand with it, showing that the desert was not so far away.

Ten minutes of flying later, Mū entered the desert. He decided to act against the Senko.

'Water style: Dustless Bewildering Cover.' the Senko looked at the slowly disappearing Mū.

"He has dissappeared!? Try to sense him!" the sensory shinobi tried hard, but they couldn't find a single trace of him.

"We...we can't sense him!" even if he was alone, a man who can't be seen nor sensed is a great threat even if they are a thousand.

The voices of the sensory shinobi were filled with worry, they knew that death awaited them if they did not find a method to sense him.

"WHAAAH!" the Senko turned towards the sound of their fellow clansmen.

He was holding his throat and could visibly not breath, Mū had crushed his throat with a single hard punch.

"Create a large circle! Quick!" the Senko did what they were asked.

The ninety-nine men formed large circle and an inner circle. Like this, if one of them was attacked, the one beside them could strike at Mū who would naturally be in front of their attacked comrade.

'Are they stupid or acting out of not knowing what to do against me? To forget that I can use ninjutsu, what can I say?'

Mū made sure to keep flying, if he walked on the sand he would let footprints behind him and this would not be good.

'Using earth style in this desert is impossible. I am not the greatest water style user and creating it out of my own chakra is something I am incapable of. Fire style could have served, but I am invisible now and I will need to spout the flames out of my mouth which will betray my position. The only thing I can use....'

Mū flew closer until he was ten meters away from the circle, he had a devilish smile on his face.

From his fingertips, invisible blades of wind swirled around. He threw them towards the circle made of Senko.

"Swooosh!" the sounds of wind cutting flesh resounded in the air. Blood splashed and sullied the pure and untouched sand.

Everytime he threw the blades of wind, Mū changed his position and threw them again.

The Senko casted all sorts of lightning jutsu to where they thought Mū was.

'Hahahaha, it's....I enjoy it!' Mū created bigger blades of wind, they howled in the air.

The whole area was filled with death. Corpses upon corpses where lying on top of each other, Mū had killed his pursuers.

He slowly landed on the warm sand, his body became slowly visible. He stood there, looking around what he had done.

"....Who....are....you....?" At his feet, a mortaly wounded Senko asked in pain.

Mū squatted down and looked straight in the eyes of the Senko. His greatly burned face only instilled more fear into the dying Senko's heart.

"I am the one who can't be seen, Mū!" the Senko died seconds later, his eyes still wide open, looking at Mū.

Mū stood up and slowly walked in the middle of the bloodfilled corpses, it was time to join Kentaro.