[u]Konohagakure[/u]

That was all it took, the Senju heard his call and followed as planned. Once looking back to check that Heihachi adequately sensed him Seijuro took off, his movements becoming somewhat of a blur as he darted from alley to alley, turning around corners as fast as a snake winding through the jungle. He slowed down and sped up in an erratic pattern, making it a game of cat and mouse.. [i]but who was the cat and who was the mouse..?[/i] 

After making many turns and twists, Seijuro did not bother to even look to see if Heihachi was still on his trail. If he was anything like the legends spoke of him, there was no need for a petty game to test his skills. The snake stood next to a rusty door, kicking the bottom of the door to manage it open. He casually walked into a spatious, vacant warehouse along the southern end of Konoha. It was very dusty and there was a faint scent of iron in the air. No one had used this building in years it seemed, and the front door was locked. The only way in or out was through the back door heading to the alley, which normally would have been locked tight if it had been for a certain [i]someone...[/i]

"I know who you are, Senju.." Seijuro began after waiting for Heihachi to enter. He would whip around, his eyes meeting the Senju's with ferocity. Silence fell upon the musky warehouse, he allowed Heihachi to voice his concerns toward the situation for a moment, albeit Seijuro was using this time to analyze the Sage and his appearance. It was not often one got to meet a true legend in these circumstances.