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{Houzu pov}
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Picking up the cylindrical flask houzu smiled cruelly towards Jiraiya who gritted his teeth at the boy's sadistic attitude. "As you can see, I took it upon myself to bring back a souvenir." He gloated as the pale boy shook the container causing it to bounce against the durable glass.
"You stole one of his eyes..." Jiraiya seethed, clenching his fists as houzu gave a thumbs up towards the idiot.
"Of course. Though it did take a critical amount of planning to do so. A bit of insect recon here...a bit of neurotoxin in his system there." Houzu gloated as he juggled the container from one hand to the other.
"The details matter not, what does is what will be done with it?" Homura spoke, breaking the groups silence. In response a bandaged individual stood with an air of authority befitting his age.
"Hiruzen, give the eye to me. I shall ensure a worthy candidate is found." The old presumed cripple said in a tone of one who was above their station. Even referring to the hokage in such a dismissive manner.
"No! We should implant it into naruto!" Jiraiya shouted as he looked to hiruzen with determination. "He possesses half of the nine tails, think of what he'd be capable of with the rinnegan in toe. Please sensei!"
Soon the room erupted in a cacophony of voices. Each trying their best to appeal the decision in their favor. All houzu did was merely look into the old man's gaze and saw utter disappointment for all those bickering over one thing.
Power...
Power of a kekkei genkai that they wished to control for the sake of a foolish prophecy or for their own selfish gains.
"Enough! The eye will remain in the hands of the boy. By my decree as the hokage of this village this decision is final!" Hiruzen barked as he slammed his fist atop the desk, his eyes coldly looking to the three elders sitting alongside Minato. This action caught everyone off gaurd except houzu himself. The pale child noticed over the years that the old man had become more vocal, more assertive.
No longer giving his so called teammates the wiggle room to do as they pleased.
Giving a nod to the old man he made his way out of the room hearing another argument erupt as he walked down the stairs to the ground floor as the men and women scattered around the area looked to him expectingly only to frown and continue their duties.
Everytime he was summoned here these pensil pushers always hoped it was to have him disciplined. But to their dismay he always remained unscathed.
Exiting the building the moon above cast light upon the bustling streets as citizens came and gone from various establishments.
Smiling in victory houzu jumped onto the walls of the many buildings nearby and ran to the roof. Reaching the top he sat down and looked towards the sky with contentment, lifting the flask in his grasp to the sky as the moon's rays illuminated the inside giving him a full view of the eye within.
"What should I do with you? I could implant you....or destroy you."
"Such outcomes would be unwise..." spoke an aged voice behind the boy to which he saw danzo looking down towards him with a calm demeanor. But he could tell the elders body was tense. No doubt worried the child would crush it before his eyes. Or...eye.
From his negative energy and chakra sensory ability he could feel the presences of over ten shinobi surrounding the two. A grin formed on his face towards the old man as he could tell the chakra he exuded was far too weak to be the original.
"Shadow clone huh? Having your original remain in the meeting to give you an alibi. I'm almost impressed." He scoffed as the cylindrical flask disappeared from his hand and into his inventory once more to the surprise of the root members and their leader.
"Sealing jutsu? No...there is no sealing formula or marks upon your skin. No matter, once you've been captured your secrets and the eye will follow." Danzo spoke dismissively as he gave a silent signal to his shinobi to appear to which all ten surrounded him in a massive circle.
"Take him, use lethal measures if you must to disable the boy. His regeneration won't allow him to die so easily." Turning around the man's single eye gazed towards the hokage monument. "Hate me if you must boy, regardless...this is all for the village's sake."
In a burst of smoke the clone disappeared and the ninja charged towards him with the intent to kill.
To houzu's satisfaction the group was amazingly skilled. Delivering attacks on his body in the form of streaming their chakra into their weapons to increase the lethality in their strikes causing him to receive deep cuts in his arms, legs and torso.
Throwing attacks of his own to those closest to him he swiftly kicked one in the leg, breaking the very bone in two while placing his hand atop their head and in a burst of scorching heat their body was charred to the bone.
Feeling another attack incoming he jumped just in time to see a female agent thrust their blade where he once was, earning them a punch to the throat like he did to Jiraiya. Instantly they both collapsed in pain. Taking advantage of the their moment of weakness he brought down his foot onto the one with the injured throat. Applying enough force to their skull to cave it in.
The others who remained behind showed little to no reaction towards their comrades deaths. Showing just how effective danzo's indoctrinated truly was in making emotionless soldiers. If your not able to fight then you were a broken tool. No longer of use.
Feeling a sharp pain in his chest he saw a blade erupt where his heart should be as two members drove their blades through both sides of his body. But he gave an uncaring look to the injuries and struck the offenders. Launching them away into buildings close to the scuffle.
Grabbing the blades houzu merely pulled them out with only a squint being his only reaction to the pain.
Yes...it indeed hurt like he'll. But once you've felt the very atoms in your body be burned to nothingness and used as feul for an explosion, the pain he experienced now was rather trivial...
"This young body is still so fragile..." Houzu sighed as he forned the serpent hand sign resulting in summoning a flurry of vines to restrain the shinobi that remained. Only a few were lucky enough to react in time to evade the technique.
"You all are good. It's been a while since I've actually had to put up some effort in a fight." Smiling cruelly a gaint swarm of insects manifested behind him, eager to serve their creator. "As a reward I'll stop playing around."
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A/N: Since the mc has wood style that means he has earth, wind and fire chakra nature's. Should he train himself to create the kekkei tota dust release?