I'm not clicking any link you post....
However.. I've decided to LEAK the first post of RvR5.....
WARNING: THERE are Possible Spoilers in here... But they are not Concrete...
[spoiler]Retane looked to and fro as he stood at the edge of the clearing. He was early, but expected his associates to be early as well, meaning he was actually on time. The Namekian looked behind him, reassuring himself that he should be right on his assumption of his punctuality.
To his back, standing tall and mighty, were the trees that enveloped and protected the Village Hidden in the Forest. Retane's location in relation to the ninja village wasn't even a mile away. Normally the emerald Warrior would have had more practiced patience, but the subject matter of the meeting was centered around a subject very personal to the green mercenary. As if almost on cue, the Namek felt a presence appear in front of him.
The Leader of The Horsemen looked back towards the clearing. Standing where he once wasn't, was Yorin, the contact Retane was suppose to meet. Yorin donned a mask similar to other ninja, meant to hide his identity from his enemies. The Namekian could understand that the reason behind protecting himself and others by keeping the knowledge of who he was a secret. It was as if removing a possible flaw or weakness from one's self; Not having to worry about the effect your actions may have on the safety of someone close to you.
I see you came", Yorin stated calmly before adding, "and early too."
Retane peered out from beneath his cowl, trying to read the eyes visible from the slis of the ANBU mask. They didn't betray him in the least., showing neither amusement or disinterest. The Namek was beginning to learn to expect no less from the trained shinobi, but still the warrior inside him was always looking for imperfections.
"I didn't have anything better to do, and by my guess, I'm right on time." The Namekian hadn't had much relations with the ninja village ever since Probitas had been captured and tortured to death. Just thinking about it made him want to turn around and walk away. Still though, he had come for a reason. "So what's this all about?"
"Straight to the point, eh, Horsemen? " Yorin tucked his hands into his pants pocket as his eyes shifted skyward behind Retane, back towards the Morukagure Village. The Emerald Fiend turned his head slightly to follow in the direction of the shinobi's interest. What she saw hadn't been there before.
Near the tops of the trees was a large wooden platform spread out among the length of five trees.
'What's the meaning of this", Retane demanded as he eyed the masked shinobi. The Namekian didn't know what was going on ,and a slight twinge of nervousness edged over him. Had he been setup perhaps? Or something else?
"Relax. It took a great deal of persuasion to make this happen. We had to agree to a few stipulations to set this up.", Yorin started trying to explain.
"Stipulations? Make what happen exactly", The Horsemen questioned. "Your little messenger wasn't quite clear when she informed me of your request to meet you here. She said it would be worth my while and it would help me with my former life."
"Close enough if you are summarizing it." Yorin took his hand out of his pocket and swept is behind him. "The stipulations are that it had to be done here, in this training area. It had to be done here so that it could be controlled and contained. Other's Lady Tsunade included, wanted to witness it. They would be will be arriving shortly. Also, when it begins, four ninja will activate a jutsu that with create a barrier around a perimeter. It's a safeguard to protect the surrounding are and innocent bystanders."
The shinobi seemed straight forward with everything except for one simple detail. "What exactly are the precautions for? Get straight to the point will you?"
You are striving to get stronger right? You want to remember who you once were right? Well I may have a way to help" Yorin paused for a moment to let it sink in. "You see, sometime ago, way back when I became a member of the ANBU Black-Ops of the Morukagure, we developed a jutsu called the Mirror Spar jutsu. My sisters and I created it to test ourselves to see how much stronger we had gotten so that we could better each other.
"We took that jutsu and incorporated it into a training regimen of a special nature. What the jutsu does, is access your deep subconsciousness and allows your memories to manifest themselves into a sentient being of strength and power as you were during those memories. There is a catch though", Yorin stated, pausing for a moment as he observed the namekian's stagnant reaction.
"Those that have ever been a part of this training program were actually of equal power or stronger then their former selvers. That we are going to attempt to do is bring forth your old self from before your curse and we don't know hod that is going to work out."
The Namekian listened closely , understanding fully what Yorin was getting at. Retane was sure that he had been stronger before, than he was now. Still, the Horsemen welcomed the chance to see how he once was. If these ninja were going to give him that opportunity, then surely he wasn't going to pass it up. Retane gave a nod, showing that he understood , but there was one thing that he could confirm,"And what is it that you get out of it?"
"Personally, I get to see the extent of the power of my jutsu. The village, as well, gets to see the prowess and further potential of their ally." Yorin was to the point, just as the Emerald Warrior expected.
"So what is it qw are waiting for", questioned the Namek, ready to get the show on the road.
As if fate decided to answer his question then and there, the green warrior felt a the presence of others and knew they were gaining an audience. Behind him, at least two other score had appeared as representation of witnesses of the Morukagure. Among them were the Morikage herself,Asuma, and many others he had seen in the village, though their names escaped him.
Standing near Asuma, dressed in dark grey attire was Retane's own son, Reatus. The young Namekian wore a solemn expression, though his eyes were a mixture of sadness and curiousity.
The Emerald Warrior wondered what his son was thinking. They had kept in contact ever since Probitas had died and Reatus had taken over as the Ambassador of the Horsemen for the ninja village voluntarily, but the adolescent Namek had been adamant and distant. It was as if Reatus blamed his own self for his brother's death. Retane knew the feeling, but didn't know how to convey the relation or emotions to his son.
Perhaps the mercenary's actions on the field today would help his son understand... somehow.
Aside from the members of the village on the makeshift platform, a trio had also stepped into the clearing. Retane recognized them immediately as allies. Two of them were Yorin's own siblings, Airyonna and Alaina. The green warrior had come in contact with them on numerous occasions, The third member of the party was none other then the Namekian's close comrade and fellow Horsemen, Jack Frost.
Retane had to ponder their roles in this upcoming venture.[/spoiler]
I refuse to lose this battle,
Let whatever come my way.
I am stronger then my rival,
No, I will not fall today...
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