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Pain...

Everything hurt.

It hurt to breath.

It hurt to think.

It hurt to move.

But that is exactly what he did. His fingers flexed in the dirt of the forest floor as the body lay sprawled out upon it. Several other bodies lay strewn around him, or slumped up against trees. He could only see them because of the light of the dying campfire illuminated them – the eerie orange glow painting them into a ghastly tapestry. Despite the number of bodies, only his drew breath. Only his body ached with the pains of being alive, the painful throb that each thought brought with it as it passed through his mind.

You have to move, Chylde. Get up.

There it was again, that voice that spoke to him. The same voice that he remembered, the voice that 'woke' him from his slumber.

More will be coming, Chylde.

He had to move. That voice had yet to be wrong in anything it told him; it had told him he would find this location, and that it would be scarcely guarded. He'd acted upon the impulse, but found himself surrounded by several people, each armed and looking to harm him. The resulting fight had been messy, to say the least; bodies were strewn in places, ripped apart as if pulled in two by horses. One poor woman, the last person to fall, was skinned alive – her flesh grabbed and ripped from her body while she kicked and screamed in the monster's hands. But he remembered none of this – no, his mind hurt too much to remember much of that. Thier screams had pushed all rationality from his mind, leaving only a monster hidden in human flesh behind. When the screaming stopped, slowly the mind returned, like a timid animal peering its head out of the burrow it hid in when it sensed danger.

Get up!

Another thought, another shot of pain through his skull. With a groan, the male began to flex his limbs and digits once more. As he began to attempt to sit his seven foot four frame up, he came to realize just why his chest was hurting when he drew breath; there were several slashes and cuts upon it were still bleeding, as well as three shuriken embedded in in his left side. The did not seem to have hit anything vital, but they did bleed as he removed them with his right hand. He would have used his done it with his left hand, but the kunai that was protruding from his palm was making that rather difficult; a sharp tug, and a scream of pain later and the Kunai was free. The bleeding grew more intense with the kunai free, and the male had nothing on hand really to stop the bleeding. Unless...

Cloth was ripped from the dead bodies to form a dressing. The Kunai was heated until it glowed in the fire, then pressed to the wound to cauterize and close it. Once the cloth was wrapped and secured as best he could on his had, the male looked around. There were supplies here; food items that he could take with him to keep himself from going hungry. He did not care that he was looting the dead – if they valued their lives, they would have just given him their stuff when he asked, he would not have to given them death in the manner that he did.

It was truly better to give than to receive.

But it was fine to him. Now that he was calm, he did not mind killing. He simply viewed their deaths as a matter of necessity – it was either going to be him, or them, and obviously, he was still standing. Speaking of standing, one he gathered what supplies he felt he would need, he would begin to walk, not particularly caring or noticing what direction he was heading in. Something told him that the metal head bands each person he killed was wearing meant something – they were all identical, so the male assumed they were part of some organization. He had no clue if it consisted of just them, or if there were more of them, but he did not want to chance it...

714 wc

Alec sat in his office, in the large black leather chair behind the desk. Through a specially designed pipe, he occasionally took a hit of a green herb, further clouding the office with a green colored smoke. Alec noticed that the backyard of the mansion had a garden with many different plants growing; this herb being one of them. Inhaled, it gave it's user a harmless but intoxicated feeling that made them feel as if they were dreaming.

Much had happened. Alec told himself he didn't take students, but now he had 5 of them. Akira, Heiwa, Namie, Konran and Shizuka. Once they were polished a little more out in the world, he planned to teach them all one final ability. So far, he'd only figured out what to teach Akira, but he was drawing blanks with everyone else. He would figure out something for everyone else.

It was while relaxing in the comfortable leather plushness of the chair that his eyes of chakra began to wander through the wilds of Kurayamigakure. No one had informed him of anything strange through the party line as of yet, but it wouldn't hurt to have himself a look around. And it was somewhere out in the forests that he came upon a grizzly scene. Dead bodies, and one living among them. He looked injured, as if he'd been fighting, and had passed out previously from exhaustion. Who was this person? Was he a deranged murderer? Would he come to the village next?

The story became clear once he could see that all of the dead were wearing the same thing: Headbands. Whoever the injured survivor was, he was probably an experiment. He probably tried to escape, and the Headbands tried to stop him. It seemed like they were almost successful... almost. Maybe he was just the same as Jynx, Konran and Shizuka; a victim who was never given a chance at a decent life, used as a guinea pig. There was plenty of room in the village, and Alec had already decided to extend a hand to everyone who happened to escape their clutches.

Alec stood up and put the tube to his pipe down, coughing some. He opened the doors to the top porch and stepped out, then jumped off the porch to quickly begin moving through the village until reaching the perimeter walls. Leaping over it, Alec ventured into the wilds. Through the trees as a black colored blur he would jump and leap, until reaching the area in question. If it were his intention to sneak up on this individual, Alec could have easily done so, but he made his presence obvious by rustling the branches of the trees as he descended to the ground.

"Hmm. More of these Headband guys," said Alec. "I thought there were more out here somewhere.... Can you understand me? Are you another one of their experiments?..."

What Ikari would see, if he could see through the thing on his head, was a tall man, not as tall as he was, but tall nonetheless, with shoulder length white hair and a pale complexion. He had a young-looking face and a cloth blindfold over his eyes. This man wore a black robe-like cloak, which was actually much more than what it seemed. In his left hand was a polished black walking stick, it too much more than it seemed. At his left side was a glowing Katana, with a white smoke-like substance rising from it's scabbard that would disappear after rising so high. Alec stood with his hands on top of the walking stick in front of him as if it were a cane. A sarcastic grin was on his face (mostly because he was high) and he stood in a non-threatening manner, indicating that he didn't intend on attacking.

"Hmm. More of these Headband guys.”

In a moment, the monster paused his stride mid-step; the bushes rustled, and  there was a man before him.

A man that spoke to him.

"I thought there were more out here somewhere.... Can you understand me? Are you another one of their experiments?..."

Was this a trick? Was it an attempt to stop him, distract him so that someone could take his hard 'earned' gains? To put another knife into him? Another shuriken? Maybe something even worse?

A bigger knife? A bigger shuriken?

No. No. This man was armed; there was sword at his side, and he held a cane as well. A blind swordsman? Was that even a possibility? Did the lack of eyes not hinder him in some fash-- no. It was a trick. If this man carried a sword, then he must be able to see in some other fashion.

He 'watched' the man warily, taking a moment to carefully think on his choice of words. Each word was spoken in a strange like manner, save for the last one, which held the undertones of sarcasm. A light smile tugged at the monster's face as he dropped the bag that contained his stolen goods upon the ground. His hands would move upwards, grasping and tugging at the strange contraption that enclosed his head. It was what he wore to keep the voices quiet, similar to dropping the cover on a birds cage to simulate darkness; if he could barely see, then the voices perceived it to be nighttime, and settled themselves to sleep. But when true light was able to be perceived, they roared and flared to life, screaming and clawing at his mind until he gave in to their demands. With a groan, the heavy metal helmet was lifted free and dropped to the ground. Black hair spilled down from his head; Those red eyes peered at the man through the hair that fell over his face, taking note of his size comparable to the monster's own. His head tipped to the right, carefully considering his response and reaction to this man. The devious mind began to turn its gears, imagining out the child's death; perhaps Ikari would open him like a book, each slice of flesh a page in a novel written on the subject of pain and suffering. Blood would be ink, his organs and bone be the bindings of the pages. A delicious idea; the monster actually took a step towards the man in order to begin acting this idea out.

This man is of importance, Chylde. Do him no harm.

Very well. The monster would pause again, midstep; if he were not to harm him, then perhaps.. there were other things that could be done. Ikari could perhaps learn something from him, some thing that would allow him to prosper? He could start by answering this man's question.

“I.. I can understand you.” The voice was gruff, low and quiet. He was so very much not used to speaking coherantly – if he were able to remember anything of his past, he would remember for the most part the screams of pain that ripped from his throat. The physical and mental torture that was unleashed upon him. But that was not the current case – the mind had a marvelous ability of suppressing memories in order to save itself. “As for being an expirement... I cannot say. I don't remember anything before yesterday morning.”

714 + 579 = 1293 WC

The big man halted his movement and seemed to "look" at Alec. After a moment or two, he reached up and took the device from his head. There had to be a reason that he was wearing it, but whatever that was, Alec didn't know. This big man had red eyes and black hair. He started to come towards Alec, but stopped, as if some unseen voice told him to.

He spoke, and said that he understood Alec. He said that he didn't remember being an experiment, and in fact didn't remember anything beyond yesterday. This made Alec look a little grim. He could only imagine what this scum had done to this person. The rest of them would have to be hunted down and exterminated like the vermin that they were, so that nothing like this would happen to anyone else.

"I'm sorry to hear that..." Alec said. "Me showing up out of the blue like this must seem a little strange, and if you don't trust me, I don't blame you. Let me introduce myself, my name is Alec Kane. I'm the Kuraikage of the big village nearby, Kurayamigakure. I'm responsible for killing the leaders of those guys there." Alec pointed to the dead Headbands that littered the ground around them. "There seems to be slivers of them left around these wilds with secret labs used to experiment on people. I already freed 3 people who were their victims, and now they live with me, free to do as they choose."

Something lunged from the dark towards Alec's face. He quickly unsheathed the Blind Fury Stick Sword and swung it expertly several times, so quickly that all could be seen were several glints of light. Woosh-like sounds could be heard from the blade traveling quickly through the air. Alec re-sheathed the sword before the creature was on the ground in pieces.

"If someone sees you walking around out here as you are I can guarantee there will be trouble, and you look injured as is. Why don't you come with me and I can get you some medical treatment."

"I'm sorry to hear that..."

You have no idea...

"Me showing up out of the blue like this must seem a little strange, and if you don't trust me, I don't blame you. Let me introduce myself, my name is Alec Kane. I'm the Kuraikage of the big village nearby, Kurayamigakure. I'm responsible for killing the leaders of those guys there."

Alec Kane? For a brief moment, there was a spark of recognition within the mind of the monster, and the voices fell silent since the helmet was removed. Ikari wondered what kind of person could make them fall silent at the mention of a name, or what that name actually meant. He said that he was the Kuraikage of a village that was nearby, and was responsible for killing the leaders of these headband band people.

The fuck is a Kuraikage? The fuck is a Kurayamigakure?

WE KNOW! WE KNOW! WE KNOW! WE KN--

SHUTTHEFUCKUPALLOFYOU!

Pushing the thoughts aside, he male continued to watch this man, remaining quiet as he continued to speak.

 "There seems to be slivers of them left around these wilds with secret labs used to experiment on people. I already freed 3 people who were their victims, and now they live with me, free to do as they choose."

Yet again, the voices were right. There were more of those headband people running around, and from the information that this 'Alec Kane the Kuraikage' shared, they seemed to experiment on people. Perhaps Ikari himself was one of these expirements? It would explain the voices in his head. Perhaps they were performing some kind of mental expierements to see what kind of fucked up mental programming they could implant into his mind. What did they want him to do? Murder someone important? A mindless slave? A brainless guard? Someone to have sex with their wives while they themselves hid in the closet, watching while playing with themselves and wearing a Superman onsie? What dastardly things did they have planned for Ikari?

Something lunged from the dark towards Alec's face. He quickly unsheathed the Blind Fury Stick Sword and swung it expertly several times, so quickly that all could be seen were several glints of light. Woosh-like sounds could be heard from the blade traveling quickly through the air. Alec re-sheathed the sword before the creature was on the ground in pieces. How did this man know that there was something there? Something that would attack him, especially with that blindfold? This was a definite thing; he could see through some other means....

"If someone sees you walking around out here as you are I can guarantee there will be trouble, and you look injured as is. Why don't you come with me and I can get you some medical treatment."

Medical treatment.. this... this would be good. He needed these wounds looked at; no matter how delicious the pain felt to him, they would fester and becoming infected, and he would get sick, and he would die if they were not closed up, if the bleeding was not stopped. And that would be bad; how could he do what the voices told him to do if he were dead? Slowly, the giant male nodded his head, then reached down and lifted the large helmet up, and placed it back onto his shoulders, hiding the world from his eyes once more, and quieting the voices down. From beneath the massive construction, the males deep voice would boom out, echo'd and made louder, creepier by the helm. “I will follow you, Alec Kane the Kuraikage.” He would then reach down, snatch up the sack off 'good's that he'd claimed from the bodies, and start towards the blindfolded man....

1293 + 621 = 1914 wc

Something strange was going on; there was an individual near her father, near a series of dead bodies. These bodies looked like portions of the Headband crew; what was left of them anyway. Had the male wearing the strange pyramid on his head done this? Had her father? Destiny hadn't exactly been paying attention. Her focus had been on Shizuka and Konran while they seemed to be stalking a member of the Headband crew themselves; she wouldn't interfere on that unless they needed the help.

Adjusting her silken black blindfold that covered her eyes she wandered her way out of her bedroom and down the main staircase of the mansion. While actually a full grown woman - or teenager, since she was really fifteen - Destiny now looked like a ten year old little blind child. She even carried Tibbers, her stuffed bear that was more than it seemed, with her in her left hand by its 'paw'. Tibbers was  unmoving for the moment: he played the stuffed animal act rather well. Today Destiny had a hat on her head with bear ears, and was dressed in a red Ao Dai with gold trim. The pants worn with this were deep purple in color, and matched the ballet slipper like shoes were what she wore upon her feet. A bear backpack was on her back, and filled with all of her medical supplies as well as weapons: it would allow her to play the little blind girl act without seeming suspicious.

Destiny jumped the last three steps to the bottom floor and then crossed the foyer and headed outside. The direction she was moving in was easily guessed; her father's. The man with the strange thing on his head was clearly injured, and since her father wasn't killing him she figured that meant he wasn't a bad guy. Destiny had no troubles helping people, even if Hikari had always been the main person at the hospital. No point putting more strain on her when she had a whole hospital to run, so Destiny was going to step up. "Come on Tibbers, let's go see what dad is up too...", Destiny would mutter as she made her way toward her father's location.

Alec was silently hoping this wouldn't bite him in the ass, but he was willing to give even him a chance. Jynx, Konran and even Shizuka were turning out to be fine. With as strange as this guy was, Alec was even willing to take him in; he had to have his uses. Alec wasn't really one to call anyone strange though; a blind man carrying on as if he weren't blind had to be a strange sight in itself. Whoever he was, he didn't deserve what had happened to him.

Alec turned and motioned for the big man to follow him, still wearing his sarcastic grin.  He was still confused as to the purpose of the device on his head, but he had to be wearing it for a reason. How long had these headbands been experimenting on him? He had to have been in captivity for a long time... "So... you don't remember anything at all, before yesterday?" Alec asked, walking back through the plain towards the main road that lead to the village. "You don't remember your name, where you come from, your family, favorite food, anything like that?'

Alec had a method that may have helped him to remember, but he didn't know if the big man would be up for it. Furthermore, the big man might take it as a threat, and the last thing Alec wanted was to put him in a bad mood somewhere in the village. Alec looked ahead and could see Dez leaving the mansion, probably to come see why her father was near a big bloody man with a strange thing on his head, surrounded by dead and torn up bodies. With Dez coming, this would save him the trouble of asking Hikari to heal the big man, because he honestly didn't think she would be up for that.

Dez, however, had already dealt with many things strange and unnatural in Makkura, so he didn't think it would bother her much...

"So... you don't remember anything at all, before yesterday?"

The greatest self preservation method of the mind, the ability to suppress painful memories. While Ikari could potentially draw out the memories if he tried hard enough, he rather did not – it was always painful when he attempted. If he asked the voices for help, then it would more than likely end in a disaster. No, in this case, he figured that ignorance was bliss, and he would remain ignorant on the subject for as long as he could.

"You don't remember your name, where you come from, your family, favorite food, anything like that?'

A name...? Did he have a name? What was his name? He had not thought of it, – it was something that he did not bother with. No one else talked to him – wait, there was once. When he was fighting those headband people. One of them, a female referred to him as 'Ikari'. Was this his name? Did that not mean 'fury', or something like that? It felt appropriate.

“My name.... is Ikari. And I don't remember anything beyond that.”

He fell silent again, keeping in line with 'Alec Kane the Kuraikage', following him to the village that this man was supposed to lead. Even with the Pyramid construct upon his head, he never missed a step, ducked every low brand, and avoided every hole within the ground. But even as he walked, he began to question himself. Why was he following and trusting this man? Despite the voices telling him not to harm him, they never said that he was to be trusted. So why? Why was he following this man? The promise of medical attention? Was that it? Perhaps he would be better off fending for himself?

In anycase, he kept walking...

1914 + 301 = 2215

The voices. They were leading her. The cobweb: she was exploiting it, bending it to her every whim, bending it to her very will. One of her own had been harmed, had been tortured and imprisoned. It was her job now to take care of it: she had been named Malkavia clan head and she would protect her people at all costs - even if it meant traveling across oceans and dangerous lands to do so.

Her journey had led her to a village, one that was very much like home in a way. Darkness surrounded her, and yet she wasn't scared. In fact, she was quite comfortable here. She wasn't in the village proper yet, but was instead still on the outskirts. The village wasn't what she was paying attention after all - instead she was paying attention to the particular voice that had been hurting, following it, honing in on it: Ikari. 'Ikari... I'm coming to help you. I'm coming to save you.'

She was cloaked in darkness; the cloak she wore rendering her invisible to the creatures around her. It cost chakra of course, but chakra was something she had in droves. It would allow her to avoid conflict, and keep her from being slowed. As she neared it became apparent to her that there was someone near her clan member. Images flashed through her mind: dead bodies, lots of dead bodies, then a blind folde---- dad? Dad was with him?

Demitria sped up, making a beeline directly toward Ikari now. If her father was with him then he would no longer be in danger, not unless he did something stupid and attacked him or another member of her family. What were they doing out here though? Was this where her father and everyone else went to? It wouldn't take Demitria very long to catch up, and she knew that if this truly was her father he would have seen her coming. Skidding to a stop she took in the sight of Ikari with the strange device on his head, and her father, with violet colored eyes. "Dad? Ikari?" Dropping the stealth of her cloak she would allow herself to become visible.

Stealth Cloak:

Chakra Remaining: 1175

Through the use of chakra radar she tracked her father and Ikari as they came nearer to the village. It would be near the outskirts that she would intercept them with the path she was on and the rate of speed she was moving. As she got close she noticed something else: someone else was now there. Someone who was very familiar: Demi. Her sister. A grin spread across Destiny's face as she picked up speed, moving as fast as possible for her.

As she would reach the trio she would nearly plow into Demi, skidding to a stop so that when she collided with a hug, which she did, she didn't send them both tumbling over. "DEMI! DEMIDEMI! You're here!"

Tibbers, still in her hand, twitched a bit: he didn't appreciate having nearly been released. Still grinning Destiny stepped back to let her sister breath, looking over to her father and the new guy as she bounced in place. "Whose that? And why is he bleeding? I can fix that..." Right, she was a little hyper now from excitement to see her sister after so long, but that didn't mean she would be any less effective as a medic. If this guy was an ally then she would heal him good as new; between her skills and Demi's there'd be nothing they couldn't fix after all.

He didn't remember anything. The Headbands must have really fucked this one over. if Alec had been able to find out about him sooner, then perhaps he wouldn't have had to go through what he did. Alec couldn't help but to blame himself. He was in charge of this country now, and everyone in it was his responsibility. All he could do now was try to repair some of the damage done, and make the future a little more comfortable at the very least.

"I'm sorry this had to happen to you, Ikari," Alec said as the got closer to the village, the lights of the street torches and homes illuminating the darkness in the distance. "I can assure you that we're working to find the rest of these sons of bitches, and we'll---"

Someone was coming. It made Alec turn his head suddenly, the sarcastic look on his face instantly turning serious. Whoever this person was, they were cloaked in some kind of invisibility jutsu/item, but all that did was mask their identity. Alec could still feel them coming; could still smell them coming; could still hear them coming. His first thought was that a high ranking Headband member was coming to take back Ikari.

"We were followed. Excuse me a second," Alec said, turning back around to face the oncoming potential threat. With nearly unrivaled speed, Alec took off; untrained eyes would only see a black blur, and a dust cloud left behind from his sheer velocity. Alec's right hand began to charge chakra, allowing it to grow into a blue sphere about the size of a soccer ball.

"I hope this is a message to the rest of you mother fuck---"

Alec came to a stop when he realized who this person was. Another one of his daughters, Demi. It was no surprise; with how everyone else came out here, he was expecting her to show up sooner or later. Alec let the Big Ball Rasengan in his right hand dissipate and vanish. "Demi," Alec said, his right hand still letting off blue colored chakra like smoke. "I should have known you would show up out here. You know Ikari?"

Not long after this is when Destiny showed up, hugging her sister. She asked Who Ikari was and why he was bleeding, stating that she could fix it. "This is Ikari," Alec answered. "He doesn't remember what happened to him, but my guess is that he was another Guinea Pig of those Headband assholes, just like Jynx and Konran and Quiet. I'm gonna look out for him."

'Ikari... I'm coming to help you. I'm coming to save you.'

…...WHATTHEACTUALFUCKWHOTHESHITWASTALKINGINHISHEAD?!

"I'm sorry this had to happen to you, Ikari,"

Yea, me too. But then again, shit happens.

"I can assure you that we're working to find the rest of these sons of bitches, and we'll---"

It was at that point the sounds of the man's voice was cut off for a moment, before he excused himself, voicing the concern that they were being followed. The man was gone in flash, heading off to god knew where. While Ikari had no way in hell to keep up with this man, he could still follow after him, much slower steps due to heavy construct that sat upon his shoulders. Even still, it would not take him long to reach his benefactor --

Oh gods, what the fuck was going on!? In a flash, two more people had appeared, each calling this man their father. Ikari remained silent through the reunion, hands still wrapped around the bag of goodies he he'd claimed earlier. There wasn't much for him to say until Alec called his name, introducing him to someone named Demi.

Even through the helmet, he could feel her presence, he could damn near see and picture her perfectly through his mind's eye. Was she really the one and the same...? The Blessed Queen, the leader of the Malkavia clan. Her presence was overwhelming; the urge to drop to his knees was strong, and it was gone he gave into; the helm was removed and set to the side, and his head was bowed in reverence.

“My Queen.... was that your voice I heard speak to me..?” There was a tremble to his voice; he was in the presence of royalty; as with every previous leader of the Malkavia clan, her voice echoed and reverberated through the voices of the Cobweb the loudest when she spoke. Her will was a command to all whom heard it, regardless of alliances and friendships. Her word was law. For her to come to Ikari's aid personally was awesome – the queen truly did care for her kin. Not that Ikari knew consciously as to why he was doing this – it was all instinctual for him, something that he felt needed to be done. He would remain on his knees with his head bowed until he was spoken to, despite the pain of being in this position.

2215 + 403 = 2618 WC

Demitria opened her mouth to explain things when she found herself nearly being barreled over by one of her sisters, Destiny. She returned the younger looking female's hug, grinning from ear to ear: she was happy to see her sister despite the current situation. She wasn't happy that one of her clan members was so badly injured, and she too could help - as soon as she got him up off of his feet.

"That was me you heard, Ikari. Come on, Ikari. Up you go. No need for that queen talk or bowing. You can call me Demi. Let my sister and I look at your wounds. Last thing I want is you to get an infection." If Ikari did indeed stand back up, and allow herself and Destiny to look him over, Demitria would make quick work with the Mystical Palm technique to heal his wounds and ensure that they wouldn't become infected; healing chakra glowing brightly green from her palms as she hovered them over his wounds and various injuries.

Mystical Palm Technique:

"Ikari is one of the Malkavia clan, dad. After you and Artemis left I was made clan head which gave me access to more knowledge and power. It gave me the ability to hear all of my people, including Ikari here. I heard he was suffering so I followed his mental voice here. I didn't expect to find you guys here, though. What's been going on? Who did this to Ikari? You mentioned people being used as guinea pigs?" If anyone would know what was going on it would be her father; she wasn't going to push Ikari's mind into giving up the knowledge - she knew as well as anyone that pushing the mind to remember something it was better of forgetting could cause trauma and issues and neither she wanted to cause Ikari.

She would be finished with healing him by now and would take a step back, the glow disappearing from her hands. She would then move over to her father, hugging him. Despite the situation that brought her here she was no less glad to see her family; they were everything to her after all.

Chakra: 1,200 - 25 = 1,175

"...." This guy, injured, was bowing before her sister and calling her Queen? What in the world was going on. Demitria was crazy, true, but it wasn't like her sister to demand random strangers bow to her or anything. It didn't take Demi long though to ask him not to do that, nor to call her Queen, and instead said she wanted to be called Demi.

Destiny listened to her sister's story as she too used the Mystical Palm technique to help and heal Ikari. She took one side while Demitria did the other; this way they could get to all of the wounds at once. According to what Demi was saying she was now the clan head of the Malkavia clan, which meant her already strange abilities of hearing the thoughts of the others in her clan were now that much stronger. It was because of this that she ended up here in the first place; she had heard Ikari in trouble and had come to help. That sounded precisely like Demi: run to the aid of someone in trouble, and be a good clan leader.

"So you're weirder than you were before?", Destiny joked, grinning. She was simply playing with her sister, joking. She meant nothing by it, as she was sure her sister would know.

Demi, the leader of the Malkiva Clan. it had to be true, since the big man went down to his knees. He took the device off of his head in recognition of his "Queen." Alec was beginning to catch on; if what he knew of the Malks, they hear voices. The device, the Pyramid thing he was wearing, perhaps it was designed to deafen the voices, if not drown them out completely.  But still... Demi, the leader? It made Alec facepalm and shake his head.

While she and Destiny went about the process of healing Ikari, Alec began to lay it all down, figuring it would be best to educate Ikari on everything as well. He told them of how he, their little sister Artemis, Kurai and Kinzoku took control of the huge nearby village of Kurayamigakure, which was ran by a group of assholes who called themselves "The Headbands," who prided themselves on kidnapping innocent people and experimenting on them in an effort to create super ninja. In the process they freed Jynx, a hybrid of monkey and human, Konran, a Nara who could control both Shadows and Light, and Shizuka the Quiet one, who survived on simply light and water. Alec turns the village around. He brings it back from the brink with his bare hands and money from his own pockets.

Alec told them everything else too, including traveling around and making friends with the other villages, all except for Umi, which was deserted. The story of Okami and Luke Yasenha. Of how Luke claimed to be from Kurayami, but was actually from Mori, and was labeled Missing. Of how Kurai was given the task to bring him back, and Okami, currently visiting Kurayami at the time, tried getting between them. Of how Kurai kicked his ass. Of how Luke was taken back to Mori where he faked his death. Of how Luke was nearly cut in half for not leaving when he was told, to return home and be given his own squad. Of how he attempted to do the bell test with 2 long range fighters, and how one of them, Suna Hari, had nothing nice to say, prompting Okami to try drawing a sword on the kid, to be stopped by Temaki's husband.

Emiko appeared and took the 2 kids in as her students. Temaki demotes Okami from Jounin to Genin and puts him on the team with Suna and a female named Miyuki to teach him a lesson. Okami, a grown man, develops a "sister complex" with Miyuki, 14 years old; at the same time develops a fierce rivalry with Suna, who rags on him every chance he gets, causing Okami to have outbursts of the infamous Uchiha Rage. Emiko brings Suna and Miyuki to Kurayami, and upon catching wind of Okami's actions, Kurai teaches Suna several powerful techniques, as well as blesses him into the Ape Sage Clan. Avery and Artemis do the same with Miyuki, as well as bless her into the Itachi Weasel Clan.

Emiko, Suna and Miyuki reunite in Sabakugakure, where Holeman lives. After another Uchiha rage incident in front of the Holeman clinic, Okami is cut from the team. He returns to Mori, where Luke is seen to be alive. In the meantime, Alec discovers a large group of Uchiha, and takes 2 of them in as students. Through training and several orchestrated machinations, he helps the 2 kids awaken their Sharingan, Mangekyo Sharingan, and ultimately EMS.

Then came the story of how Temaki the Harukage of Mori stepped down, and a Muninn of the Senju, a clan thought long dead, takes the hat. He begins to train Okami and Luke. 2 mysterious individuals appear, and after trying to greet them, Muninn has an arm ripped off trying to escape. He was currently being taken to the desert, presumably to be healed.

"The two sound familiar," Alec said. "One of them is said to be a man who has white hair, like me, and attacks using cloth. The other is a little girl, blind, who can disappear. There was a guy who had white hair and fought with cloth in Korigakure, the day Jr leveled the place. His name was Ranmaru... The little girl sounds like someone who was in Kumogakure, the day I killed Daiko the Raikage... We've got morons in Mori, and possibly 2 dangerous S-ranked wild cards who can destroy villages roaming around. At least we don't have to worry about things getting boring. I got plans in the oven for those morons in Mori, but i'll tell you more about that later on. Let's finish heading to the village..."

Alec continued on walking up the road, and through the 2 huge village gates...

"That was me you heard, Ikari. Come on, Ikari. Up you go. No need for that queen talk or bowing. You can call me Demi. Let my sister and I look at your wounds. Last thing I want is you to get an infection."

As she commanded, so he would do. He would rise, all seven foot four inches of his frame raising from the ground to stand tall. He would even raise his arms above his head as both women approached him with glowing palms. He had no idea if this was were malicious or not, but this was his Queen talking to him; her word was law. If she wished to kill him, he would not move an inch – her will be done. But no, as the palms were placed upon his body, the wounds would close themselves, the flesh itching somewhat as it stitched itself back together.

"Ikari is one of the Malkavia clan, dad. After you and Artemis left I was made clan head which gave me access to more knowledge and power. It gave me the ability to hear all of my people, including Ikari here. I heard he was suffering so I followed his mental voice here. I didn't expect to find you guys here, though. What's been going on? Who did this to Ikari? You mentioned people being used as guinea pigs?" 

Ikari remained silent as Alec Kane the Kuraikage launched into a tale of epic porportions. There was nothing for Ikari to add to this tale, and so he remained silent still, eyes lowered as the duo of Demi and Dezzy mended his body. The tale was exemplary, of idiots and knuckleheads fucking up. Arm removals, and demotions of people for their foolish actions.

"One of them is said to be a man who has white hair, like me, and attacks using cloth. The other is a little girl, blind, who can disappear. There was a guy who had white hair and fought with cloth in Korigakure, the day Jr leveled the place. His name was Ranmaru... The little girl sounds like someone who was in Kumogakure, the day I killed Daiko the Raikage... We've got morons in Mori, and possibly 2 dangerous S-ranked wild cards who can destroy villages roaming around. At least we don't have to worry about things getting boring. I got plans in the oven for those morons in Mori, but i'll tell you more about that later on. Let's finish heading to the village..."

People of this power roaming around? Surely, it was unthinkable; a person, let alone two, that were capable of blowing up villages..

He would wait.... allowing the females to finish their work on on him. He was unsure of what to do at this moment – should he follow his new benefactor, or remain with his Queen? If she chose to follow this man, then he would too.

2618 + 486 = 3104 WC

Demitria finished up with healing Ikari, ensuring that every wound on his form was completely sealed and healed. While she worked she listened to the story that her father was telling. It was one filled with all kinds of drama, but interesting nonetheless. It seemed that this country was less boring than the one she had left, and she could certainly see why her family had settled down here. The fact that they were going on the straight and narrow wasn't a surprise either; this village definitely deserved a turn around, and if anyone could do it her father and everyone else could.

Once she was done she stood up and looked over to Destiny with a grin. "Thanks for the help, sis." She would motion for Ikari to follow them as she turned and wandered behind her father to the village and through the gates. The place was dark, just like home, and she instantly felt comfortable.

"Before I get settled in there's a bit of traveling I need to do. I want to meet up with Emiko; when she left I was in the middle of making a technique she was interested in. I completed it only a little while ago, so I want to teach it to her while I'm thinking about it." Demi kept glancing around, curious about the village and the people in it: people definitely looked happy from what she could see.

Destiny listened in silence, not wanting to interupt while her father told his story. She kept healing Ikari until all of the wounds were closed the same as Demi had done. When she was done she stood back up and scooped Tibbers up off of the ground, hugging him to her chest. The bear twitched in her arms but otherwise remained still.

"Yeah, you missed quite a bit Demi. Oh, and this is Tibbers by the way; he's a chakra beast." She felt she might as well say something now, instead of waiting until later when the teddybear was up and wandering around on its own like some sort of creepy posessed toy. "I just wanted to give you the heads up in case you saw him moving or something... Anyway, I should probably get back to the hospital, I'm supposed to help with something. Don't stay too long in Sabaku okay? I want to catch up later. Ikari, if you ever need any healing done just lemme know and I'll help. Nice meeting you, bye!"

Destiny would wave and then take off at a run toward the hospital unless someone stopped her or had anything to say to her beforehand.

Ikari looked loyal to Demi, so Alec wouldn't have to worry about anything happening. She and Dez healed him up as good as new. Villagers who were outside looked terrified at the big man, but Alec waved his hands and told them it was alright.

Demi said she had some traveling to do before she settled down. She spoke of going to Sabaku and teaching Emiko a new technique. With the 2 wild cards about, Alec wasn't so sure he was comfortable with one of his kids traveling around, but Demi was well able to take care of herself. Sabaku was practically next door to Kurayami, and if the wild cards happened to show up in the desert, there was always Emiko, not to mention Holeman. Plus, Demi could serve as extra intel.

"Alright, but keep your eyes peeled," he told her as Dez ran off, towards the hospital. "Keep your ears open too. See what you can hear. Any sort of Intel on this Harukage will be helpful. Ikari will be going with you too, huh?..." Alec "looked" up at Ikari. "Big man. If there's anything you need, anything you'd like to learn, let me know when you get back. We'll get you sorted out, alright?"

Alec "looked" back to Demi. She'd changed some, and Alec took her face in his hands gently to look his child over. The moisture and oil on her face, even if it were ever so slight, seeped into his left hand. His left forearm began to look swollen while his veins began to glow a reddish color, signaling that his Chimera Technique was active. The knowledge was transmitted directly to his brain. Void Release, then....

Chimera Technique:

"Interesting... I see you learned a thing or two, probably because of the Malkavia Clan. I'll have to give this a try somewhere... Seeing as we have assholes around here hiding in ruined towns and villages, experimenting on people, I don't think i'll have to wait too long. But yeah... go on to Sabaku. We'll sort you and Ikari some living space over in the High End district when you get back. Travel safe..."

Alec gave a wave to Demi and Ikari before continuing on towards the north.

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