River Country (Akatsuki Extraction Cave)

[Kaji]

The mountain cave was chose by Akatsuki as a meeting place to withdraw bijuu from Jinchuuriki. The cave was protected by a large bolder door and a Gofuu Kekkai. The cave was large enough to accommodate the large King of Hell statute that Akatsuki used in the extraction process. The cave was utterly destroyed in a battle between Chiyo, Sakura and Sasori.

[Aiden]

Through the spiraling orange mask, the young Tobi could not see very clearly into the dim corridors of the blackened cave. The cave was damp and chilly, its many stalagmites and stalactites formed an image of spiky death in the gloomy air around which the organization collected Bijuu. He appeared through a sort of telekinesis that allowed him to be in two places at the same time, a neat trick for an advanced ninja such as him. He expected his superior and the other members of Akatsuki to arrive so that they could discuss what needed to be done about the Jinchuuriki. As time went by he waited and watched, knowing that soon either Zetsu or Deidara would come to the extraction cave in order to greet him. He took off the ring of sphere and began to toss it in hand as one would flip a coin; it was all he could do while he waited in the blackness of the cavern. Although it was correct that Tobi was the least appreciated in the group because he was new and juvenile, but it was also true that he was very skillful and talented as well. After concluding his thoughts, he decided to sit down and take doze off for a while, until any of the other members arrived.

[Inugami]

(sin I need to use Hidan and Kakuzu alittle bit more I'll make them have their arrival)

In the cave there was all silence. The only noise was the sound of Tobi shifting or the occasional water drops hitting the damp ground. Then the silence was broken when the sound of a whizzing appeared and two images appeared from the darkess of the cave. Both wih pale eyes staring at Tobi. It was noone but Kakuzu and Hidan appearing to report about their last fight with three Jinchuurikis.

Kakuzu's eyes scanned the room as he searched for any other members, but all he saw was the goof Tobi flipping his ring around. "I'm not suprised that no one is here yet. I could be getting some bounties right now." Kakuzu spoke with an annoyed tone to no one in particular.

"Oh shut up." Hidan spoke over Kakuzu's shoulder while looking un-interested. "Everytime you bring someone in alive with your bounty hunting you are breaking the code of my religon." Hidan shot Kakuzu a glare and then looked to Tobi who was on the other side of the cave. " Hmm? I thought there would be more people here."

[Rokubi]

(Looks like something’s about to happen, let’s do this thing!)

¤As one would say from a book, the cave was like that of a fairy tale. It was old and damp, its walls were moldy a grotesque. The smell of death engulfed the breathing air around which the Akatsuki were doing their business, just as always Deidara and Sasori entered the cavern expecting that most of the members would already be there. They were sadly disappointed as only Tobi and the ‘Zombie Twins’.

“Sorry to keep you waiting”, Sasori said with a low growling voice, “You know I hate making people waiting after all. And since both we and Hidan and Kakuzu have failed to capture any of the three Jinchuuriki it can only show how strong they were.”

“Right Sasori-Sama is right, those Jinchuuriki were more trouble then we could have imagined….hmmmm”, Deidara was annoyed that they could catch a single Jinchuuriki after so much planning and the fact that they outnumbered the Jinchuuriki aswell.¤

[Inugami]

Kakuzu looked over to Sasori and Deidara with pale eyes without moving one inch of his body. "Speak for yourself.. The cowards ran from the fight." Kakuzu kept his hands in his cloak while he spoke with his cadaverous tone. "When we come across them again..That Bijuu inside of them are coming out if they want it to or not."

Hidan smirked as he listened to Kakuzu's words. He couldn't have said it better himself." Those little fuckers are going to get it sooner or later." He started to get into those modes where he would began to ramble on and on without stop. "If they cut my arms off I'll kick em to death. If they cut my legs off I'll body slam them to death. If they cut my head off I'll bite them to death. If they rip my eyes out i'll...."

"Shut the hell up before I rip your eyes out." Kakuzu shot Hidan a glare and then looked back to the other members in the damp cave. He was expecting much more to appear, but knowing how strong those Jinchuuriki he wouldn't have been surprised if some of the members were picked off over time.

[Kaji]

(Boys, lets get this show on the road... )

The abyss was seamless, darkness creasing endlessly into a monotone of shadows. It fitted it's purpose, and the manic ambiance that spewed forth from it's bowels suited it's residents. For the Shinobi that resided within, were a collection of unrivaled potential. They possessed boundless prospects, as talent and potential erupted from their frames with insurmountable borders. And although they remained separate for the majority of their time inhabiting this realm, whenever they deviated in this pit of unrealism, power collided in a cataclysmic display of their gathering. This combined might could shackle the most rampant of beasts, and contain even the very most rabid of demons- and yet this was there purpose, to add to this already roaring flame. The organization of Akatsuki was moving, and it's members eager for the extraction of such power. And thus another meeting commenced, as there gathering personified a meeting of the gods themselves.

The dank aura radiating from the caves walls intensified, as mist itself was wrought from the Shark Demon's being. His frame was enormous, the hulking mass rippling underneath his flowing robes. The straw strung hat that rested atop his easily recognizable features was worn from traveling, and his demeanor reflected this. Constant respect for the Uchiha was fatiguing, along with the trials and tribulations of their wanderings.

The cloud that followed Kisame was unfaltering, as moisturing oozed from his very skin. The Samehada's presence was indistinguishable, as its burdensome weight oppressed against the mountain that was Kisame. However his strength was limitless, and his energy...ever flowing. As he came into contact with the surrounding demi-gods, his presence combined with there own. It seemed as if it was a churning collection of chakras, chakra that was entirely irresistible in power. It collected perfectly, the rings that each possessed letting their ethereal forms gather in complete unity.

The Shark Demon's voice boomed, making his already known presence even more recognized. "I take it there isn't an extraction taking place this fine eve...". His beady eyes scanned the darkness, searching for any squabbling young-ling that would have been reeking of chakra, however despite his excitement...there were none. An eye drifted towards the Uchiha, smiling heavily. "How very...disappointing."


Impassive coals seared forth, seething outward in cold distance. Unlike the rest of infinite spirits that resided around, there was no unity resting within his emotions. In fact, emotion was devoid entirely from the unmoving, unshowing embodiment of what the Uchiha clan represented...power. Itachi's detachment contrasted heavily with the bounding and unpleasant shouting of the Kazuku and Hidan, as their energies divided completely into Yin and Yang. It was as if this youth was a shadow, an unrecognizable lurking fear that resided within us all. His features were distant, and the only thing that shone outward were the burning ignition of his two eyes. They smoldered outward, power seeping out from the all seeing orb. They moved slightly, taking in every fiber of the desolate room...and absorbing every scrutinizing detail.

Kisame's voice shot outward in the Uchiha's ear, while Itachi glanced upward in his first display of movement in some time. It wasn't a look of agitation, more of an understanding that Kisame lacked the tact and reserved attitude of a faultless shinobi. No matter, the Mist Nin's imperfections weren't of his thoughts, and Itachi's voice rang out flat and passively. "Misjudgment was your weakness..."

His words reverberated, gaining a heaviness as they lashed out like ethereal fire towards the arguing Shinobi. For in Itachi's all scorching eyes, they had power no doubt, however there arrogance overcame it so...and left them powerless against any sign of resistance. He didn't speak again, and merely stared at what wasn't there, a habit that Itachi had picked up to show his isolation from emotion itself.