Chapter 104: The beginning of a never ending nightmare (part 3)

Homura disappeared.

Where he once stood, he was nowhere to be seen.

This miracle had been brought upon by stress and his desire to live.

Though, it would have been impossible without him having within him a special bloodline ability.

The ability to move at incredible speeds in a short burst of time.

A special Kekkei genkai that only few people are able to exhibit due to its extreme rarity, a kekkei genkai called Jinton (swift release).

In increases the speed of its user to an absurd level.

Leaving the user able to appear to be moving virtually Instantanously.

Homura activated this hidden ability within him, under extreme duress as he tried to move his body as fast as he could to escape the threat in front of him.

Without knowing and simply trying to survive above all else as he moved his legs to try to dodge the sharp blade aimed at his throat, his body and chakra responded and for that very small moment, he was able to unknowingly escape death.

Such as the masked man, had no time to process what had happened in front of him.

The child in front of him vanished completely in the span of less than a second as he was a few inches of thrusting his blade within the boy's throat, however the boy had completely disappeared without even leaving after image.

It was as if the boy was never there to begin with.

-! (ANBU?)

Leaving the masked figure in complete disbelief.

As he crash landed on the ground, due to Homura avoiding his blade at very last possible moment.

He was unable to course correct his trajectory as he had jumped from high above, from one of the several tall tree branches within the forest at full speed, in order to deliver a swift kill.

But it had back fired.

That much was evident as he stabbed the ground abruptly due to its target vanishing at the very last possible moment, and he was unable to redirect his fall as he had no other choice but to let go of his blade in order to avoid causing more harm to himself.

The man was easily get himself back up as he was slowly recovering from disbelief.

He could not believe that a child that young was able to use the teleportation technique.

Much less to such a level that he could use in a life or death situation without using hand seals or him able to tell in which direction the small went...it was completely absurd.

Never in his life, the man was able to experience something that defied rational to such a degree.

Which made him believe that the child he had seen was a powerful ninja that disguised himself as a child; to more easily spy on them or something that required him to take the appearance of a small child.

But that didn't make sense whatsoever, but it was the most plausible answer he could come up with.

A Shinobi that powerful and fast could have easily killed both him and his colleague if he wanted, they wouldn't probably be able to react if they were taken by surprise.

Which meant he had been lured away.

Now the man was on high alert.

His hidden face, previously emotionless, became twisted as he realized that he had been led into a trap.

A normal man would let a surprise gasp or any other sound, but the man was trained to be completely emotionless and maintain his composure under any situation.

So he braved himself for another attack as he began analyzing his situation.

He looked around him expecting an attack at any moment, he took out a kunai and started to carefully pay attention to his surroundings.

Expecting an attack to come for him at any moment.

-... (ANBU?)

After a minute, of being on edge, nothing came out.

More precisely, nothing happened.

There seemed to be no change within the dark forest.

The man was no sensor to ninja, to be able to tell if there was someone around, much less someone watching him.

However, if the speed that the being pretending to be a child had displayed was their normal speed, he didn't believe that he would be able to corner them, much less in the middle of a dark forest, that light only grazed it when a thick cloud did not hide the light of the full moon.

Seeing his low chances of success, his only choice was to regroup as soon as possible.

Or he could try to fight while at disadvantage, of an unknown enemy who could use the teleportation jutsu even in close combat.

Weighing his few available choices, the masked man decided to not waste any more time and report immediately on his findings.

  If he could not win, at least he would be able to lure them away towards his teammates, and then they would have a chance to execute their master's orders. 

He ran to the location of where he had dropped his sword, as he was about to grab it, blood came out from his mouth.

However, due to the individual wearing a mask no blood dropped on the ground. 

Nonetheless, there was certainly blood dripping next to his feet.

Because from his chest, a thin clear blade was sticking out.

His pale greenish cloak had now a bright red spot that kept getting larger as blood was dripping out from the blade sticking out from his chest.

The masked man tried to look behind to see his assailant.

Only to see no one.

- ! (ANBU?)

The man became confused, but that confusion would soon dissipate as he then heard a sharp sound near him and was able to see a bright flash of light from the corner of his left eye.

Unfortunately, the man understood very little of what was currently happening to him.

All he could tell of his current situation was that he was now falling.

However, he could tell that his body was still located where it previously stood.

Then, it dawned on him that there was another cloaked figure next to his body, holding his own blade as blood was slowly dripping off the blade.

Looking at his body once again, the man finally understood that his body was missing a head, his head.

Soon blood came out of his now severed neck and his body fell on its knees and finally dropped on the ground.

The man could only watch as his consciousness became more and more cloudy.

He was supposed to destroy his body if he was ever compromised, but now, he didn't even have the strength to do such a thing.

All he could now do was watch the cloak figure walk towards him as his vision faded.

Until finally the man stopped thinking altogether as his consciousness left his disemboweled head within a pool of his own blood.

The masked man had passed away.

But instead of finally achieving his rest, the cloaked man grabbed masked man's head from the pool of the deceased own blood.

Removed the mask and ripped out the tongue of the decapitated head; before throwing it away as if it were mere trash on the side of a road.

-...(???)

He then looked at the spot Homura previously stood...and smirked before hiding his face with the mask of the dead ANBU, no, former root member.

Chapter end