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[Center][COLOR=C68449][sup][b]Konohagakure | Hokage | Duality-nin[/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=C68449][b]TIME:[/b] [i]Present Day – Daytime[/i] | [b]LOCATION:[/b] [i]Konoha (Multiple Locations)[/i] | [b]INTERACTION:[/b] [@Everyone][/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]

As the curtain set on the Kage Summit, Shinko left worse for wear. There was no real point of him attending this meeting with the rest of the Kage staring him down with burning eyes. Although there was one leader who had been there, Yogensha, the Amegakure village leader who seemed less than perfect in health. Whatever the case was, it was now on Shinko to form the teams that would serve as the Special Forces in order to protect the rest of the villages. Sending all of his ninja out to defend the rest of the countries? Konoha would be left exposed again and no one had come to the aid of Konoha during the village’s demise. Had it not been for the convenience of the tsuchikage and the ame leader who knows what the village’s state would have been? The fleeting urge to participate in one of these contrite agreements was painted all over Shinko’s face. Konohagakure needed a new policy, a form of isolation. Shinko would uphold the role as Hokage and rule with an iron fist, he needed to be the villain the country needed, not the savior his brother was. Look how far that had gotten him. 

Weeks later the Hokage had been informed that the Special Forces would have to be established and moved out right away. Begrudgingly enough he grabbed the letter from the summit mediator and gave it a quick glance over. Making a few hand seals, the Hokage split off into several clones that vanished while he sat at the head of his desk. He knew he was due for a visitor sooner rather than later. The first clone appeared before each of the chosen Chunin for the intervention on Kumo. First up was Ryokō Niken followed by Kaba Joukaku, Jaakuna Hinoko, and Kiku Kurama. The last of the group was accompanied by the newly crowned wind jonin from Sunagakure, he could kill two birds with one stone. “As you know I didn’t appear before you to discuss simple pleasantries so listen carefully. You will be part of a Special Forces group designated for the safety and defense of the remaining villages. You were chosen due to your experience and efforts during the invasion. This first hand combat with these wretched villains makes you the most ideal to deal with threat.”

[color=C68449]“You four will be the first group tasked with protecting the Raikage and the villagers of Kumogakure. You will leave immediately and be there by days end. [i]God Speed[/i]”[/color] It seemed a bit of his brother was still alive within him. The message was replicated for the next two villages, Shinko appeared before the amegakure group with the same speech just catered to Yogensha and Amegakure as the targets. Within this group was Tashiro Hokori, Kai Otsutsuki, Nousagi Hyuga, and Kurin Senju. Last but not least was the intervention on Sunagakure which seemed to hold the most potent ninja of the three teams, considering it contained two Jonin and two ninja who were originally from Sunagakure. Kamui Uzumaki, Shizuka Ichimi, Sakana Uragiri, Date Watari. With all of the messages delivered the clones dissipated into smoke and leafs, leaving the Chunin/Jonin onto their new missions. Or rather quite possibly their final destinations. 

As for Shinko he had personal matters to attend to, he hadn’t turned a blind eye to Namine or her daughter, it seemed like he was the only one to attend both funerals. Only the one for her daughter was empty in comparison to the Hokage’s perhaps that was his own undoing. Before she could leave the village Shinko appeared before her facing the opposite direction of her new conquest. [color=C68449]“Where do you think you’re going?”[/color] he asked waiting for her reply. As for Shinko’s main body the Hokage didn’t waste a minute with the force on the other side of the door, he swept the doors open for the boy to usher himself in. Drapped in black garb with the skull of a massacred crow on his head, at least it wasn’t a raven, the true sign of death. [color=C68449]“So the prodigal son returns. What do you have for me kid? Looks like [i]he[/i] got to you before I did. How foolish of me.”[/color]
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