Storm Clouds Gather (SUB-PLOT)

The galleons Tiamat and Fenrir lay anchored some way from the coast, their blue visage standing out against the morning backdrop of the sea and sky.
From these ships came smaller landing craft, hundreds of them carrying a dozen soldiers making their way toward the deserted beach. In the shade of a brilliant white cliff that ran the length of the beach the ranks were beginning to form. Squares of black clad Ninja standing shoulder to shoulder each with a white Uniformed Yoma Elite before them.

It was a frightening sight. The sheer numbers alone would have made any warrior tremble but the military precision and utter obedience of the Soldiers to their Elite masters was more frightening even than that. No one spoke, no one blinked, they left their landing boats and joined their given battalion facing dead ahead.

From the Yoma Elite only one was a General, only one stood back from the gathering, atop the cliff, and watched as the vanguard force came together. She was cousin of the Empress, gifting her the long flowing blond locks of the Royal bloodline, one of the most trusted of her Generals. Her name was Felicia and her Silver eyes were colder still than any of her subordinates. Feared for her shrewd mind and utterly callous regard for human life she was well known to decimate entire villages, woman, children and all in her pursuit of victory. On the battle field it was said that she could slay a thousand men and never once appear to draw her sword, thus she was gifted the name Felicia of the Flash Sword.


They were ready, she thought as the last of the landing boats began to move away from the beachhead and back to the Galleons, the last of the Soldiers was with their assigned Battalions and the Lieutenants were awaiting her command. Her silver eyes slid across the army before her and then casually she stepped from the fifty foots cliff and plunged down toward the sand. When she hit the grains they exploded upwards all around her, such was the momentum of her fall, and she stepped casually from the impact crater to stand before the gathering of Dynasty Ninja.

"Our goal today is to establish a base of operations from which we may spread out and conquer the rest of the Continent." Her voice was as cold as her eyes, flat and emotionless. "Our Intell tells us that the only point of resistance will be a Village of Ninja in the Mountains to the South. First Battalion will act as point guard, you will move ahead of the main Force. Second Battalion will cut south west and come in at the Mountains from there, Third will do like wise but from the South East. Fourth Battalion are rear guard. I will lead First Battalion, remember that until we have quashed all resistance in the Village stealth is the key, kill any who see you, move like the shadow as you have been trained. Move out!" She finished and to the surprise of anyone who may have been watching the Battalions did not move in their box shaped formation. Instead each broke up into smaller four man squads and dispersed up the cliff and into the large forest ahead.

The moved across the landscape like a plague, silent like a shadow, the hundreds of Ninja sped toward their destination. Soon the Battalions began following their orders and now there was only one group heading directly for the mountains ahead with two heading left and right in a pincer manoeuvre even though Felicia had no doubt the battle would be finished long before they were needed. It was over kill in her eyes, pointless to send her of all the Yoma to face such weak opposition.

The forests vanished before them and then the mountain rose up before them, her silver eyes slid across it and her senses sharpened themselves to a razors edge. It took moments for her to locate the largest gathering of Chakra and then she lead her forces up the mountain itself.

"Begin the Assault..." The Silver Eyed General said as the Village came into view in the distance.

The Village burned, the ground swam in the blood of the fallen. All around Felicia the screams of the dying assailed her ears and the sounds of battle played out like a background noise. It was almost done, they had taken half the village in the first attack, casualties were in the hundreds but comparatively, considering the size of the invasion force, that was a 1% loss. Now all that remained was to deal with the leader of this Village, the Raikage, who resided in the well defended blue structure directly before her.


"Status report." She said to the Sergeant outside the building, whose squad was currently securing the building around them.

"We control 98% of the Village, all essential building are under control and the local Shinobi Force has been obliterated. It seems their elite have withdrawn to this building to protect their Leader." The Sergeant said, his head bows and eyes averted.

Above them the side of the cerulean building exploded outwards in a shower of sparks and a group of Dynasty soldiers slammed into the ground before the General. She didn't spare them a glance but instead let her silver eyes move upwards and focus upon the gaping hole left from the explosion. There was a powerful Chakra there, she could sense it.

"Squads seven, eight and ten have not reported in General, shall i-" The Sergeant began but she raised a hand to silence him.

"I will deal with this personally..." The words rang ominously and brought a surge of excitement and then dread to the Sergeant. No one should be near a Yoma General when they fought, they made no distinction between ally and foe.

"As you wish my lady" He responded and then with a few hand signals his men pulled back to a safe distance.

Felicia gathered her Chakra and then leapt into the air, soaring up some 30ft to the gouge in the buildings outer wall. Her metal toed boots scraped down on the cracked flooring as she came to a stop on one knee. Immediately three masked Ninja flew into action, Kunai drawn, to halt her advance. Her hand reached up to the handle of her Claymore and then without warning each of the ANBU spun to the floor covered in deep gashes all across their body.

"You must be the Raikage..." She said standing up and facing the man draped in a white robe and wide brimmed hat, the dark coloured skin of his deep lined face remained impassive but his electric blue eyes told a completely different story. He was pissed, with good reason.

He said nothing but stood and with a rotation of his shoulders the robe fell away and with one casual motion the hat was thrown aside. He was a powerful looking man, muscles rippling across his arms. The desk before him with the next to go, a sudden blast of electricity that came from his body sent it aside like it were nothing.

"Don't get up..." Felicia said, with not a hint of humour. Her hand rose to the handle of her blade, still upon her back, once again but it didn't get the same results as the last time. Instead the Raikage moved to the left, then right and then ducked down. Each time he moved a gash appeared in the wall where he would have been.

"A fast sword my dear, but not fast enough it seems." The Raikage smiled.

"Seems..." The Raikage raised a brow at this response but then noted the dampness forming across his upper chest.

"Gnhh..." Was all the Raikage could say as from the shoulders up his body separated.

"Learn to count..." Felicia growled and turned back to the large opening. The Village was mostly intact but some buildings had fallen in the attack, some still burning. All in all it had been an easy victory.


"Your orders General?" A Lieutenant said as he came through the office door and stood before her.

"Secure the remainder of the Village and then the borders. No one gets in or out."