Migration of Disaster [Ruin, Hakaisha, Val]

Step after step occurred in the rain village as he proceeded in leaving towards the village hidden in sand. His steps hitting the slick turf, for he walked until his partners would join him, his speed was ridiculous. And the momentum of the eight armed titan could never be stopped. He would start running as soon as he was acquainted with his partners for the mission. Two Jins, Three akatsuki, and one outcome. Which would only be determined once the fight was over. This would be hard for the akatsuki, trying to take down two Jin's without killing them seemed impossible against these literal chakra monsters. His akatsuki cloak covered his large body, and a wide rice man hat, with white tassels hung from his head. He got too the beginning of a large tree dripping with water from the last storm, it was the beginning of there journey, it was where they would start there bounds, tree to tree. And soon make it to sunagakure, where the desert would sink there feet with every step. Endurance was needed for this trip, that was the easy part. Being tactical and making successful hits would be the hard part. Underestimating any jin would get you killed, but fighting with doubt in your self would be worse. All this streaming through his head as he leaned up on the large oak tree, which in turn leaned it self. He stood there awaiting his group, and from there it would be sunagakure bound.

Ruin's dark, cloudless cloak came to latch onto his being much more firmly than any of the others cloaks. The arm mechanisms that latched upon his wrists came to jingle around upon his movements. His steps were slow along the ground beneath him, staring at one thing, then the other. He was so bored under all of this finally starting to unfold. His foot came down once to flicker from one spot, all the way outwards to appear next to his 'Partner' that was so far ahead. And flickered once more, aiming outwards with his speed and hard stomps along the ground. Small footsteps lay across the ground where he was, already speeding past with little effort. In the past two years he was dormant in the Akatsuki base, he was training himself in any aspect imaginable, whether it be physical or mental training, he was doing it there. Taking himself forward just one final leap, he came out of sight from any of the others, his mechanisms swaying behind him as he ran outwards towards Suna without another moment's thought. He wanted this to entertain him, he did so want something to, being all alone in that one room was so irritating, and now was his chance to redeem himself to become something more. Staring outwards towards the direction of suna. He thought to himself that this would be cake. Maybe something harder than cake, since it was a Jinchuuriki, if not two in the same village. Interesting enough it would be something to do.

Earlier that morning, Sabratina unfolded a hidden letter simply laying itself upon her windows shelf-base. Wiping her tired eyes to clearly read the words imprinted on the document, she let out a deep and practical grin, similar to that of a mad-man who had just slain an entire village full of unweary and heart-broken individuals. She licked her luscious lips at the very thought of causing chaos, killing innocent bystanders, even wrecking the unborn was an idea of sheer excitement for this emotionally disturbed girl. But no, this mission.. This was even better in her opinion. Capturing two Jinchuriki in the hopes to harness their power for the Akatsuki's cause. She climbed out of bed, and began to get dressed.

Later on that day however, she trotted through the village she was staying in, and whisked herself atop roofs, sprinting across them with great agility. Making full-sure that she didn't slip in the process due to the heavy rain fluttering from the gray clouds above, she channeled just enough of a resourceful amount of chakra to her feet to, less-descriptively, "ride the rain". As she slid and seemed to surfboard over the many shingles that marked the rooftops of her village, she pushed off bursting into small leaps and somersaults to the next roof when her eyes eventually grazed over the patterns of red and white clouds, hidden by the abstract hue of a black coat, deemed Akatsuki by the straw-hat worn by the strange individual, she knew it was her comrade. Speeding up, she hastily wasted no time, leaping a final time high into the air, perfecting a series of somersaults and flips before landing.

Gracefully, as planned, her feet gently pushed against the ground, approximately five feet from her Akatsuki comrade, Hakaisha. She stood quickly, smiling and tilting her head to the side, looking for the twinkle she always saw in Hakaisha's eyes so she could annoy him with her giggle afterward. She knew he hated compassionate or cute remarks, so she did this specifically to get on his nerves on occasion. Her dress was appropriate for the event, wearing a jet black top, showing her model-industrial tummy, fitted with jet black pants and shinobi shoes, both embroidered with the mark of the Akatsuki - As always, red clouds, white outline, black background as previously described. Her hands had specially designed gloves given to her by a close friend, which had their own specific abilities to them as well.

Derived from the term "Genshuku Butai", or, Gravity Element, these gloves allow her to harness the precise accuracy of her chakra to its maximum limit, basically letting her freely engage in wide-ranged destruction at the drop of a dime. However, continuing, her hair; wavy and blonde as always, covering her left eye due to a tragic scar that was engraved unto it due to a prior fight she participated in. Equipped with a pouch for kunai, shuriken and a special rock found in the Moon Country, taken from large deposit stored inside her abode, she was prepared for anything, at any time.

With his body standing formally Hakaisha quickly got off of the tree, as the tree came back to it's original state he cracked his neck. With that he noticed a small flicker in the distance, and another one as Ruin had appeared just before his presence. Apparently Ruin was not waiting for any one, as he flickered by with no warning. Though he did not look back to see the direction Ruin went for he knew Ruin knew the way. But Hakaisha had to wait for one more of his comrades. The female. And just as he thought of it, out sprung the girl from the thunderous rain. A rather different style of akatsuki wardrobe but it mattered none to what she was wearing, as long as she was comfortable for fighting. As she gleamed at him with the tilted head, confused puppy look, Hakaisha grumbled. Hating affection, for he had no affection in his life and sure as hell didn't need it. With a face of disgust he looked at the girl, keeping his eyes locked on her, a stare with no remorse as his lefts sides hands whipped out swinging behind him and slamming against the tree. This thunderous hit shook the very ground beneath him, as the tree split at the bottom, cracking sounds boomed through the forest as the 60 ft tall tree timbered to the ground, being caught by the limbs of the other trees. With the tree at a slant, it made perfect ground for the beginning of his traveling. All of this done with a gaze locked on Sabratina, "Lets move" Hakaisha said with a nod as he flickered to the tree behind him and began hitting each tree in front of him with his amazingly gentle feet. He would swing off the large tree's for more speed, being that his strength was ridiculously immense, one bound would take him at least twenty to thirty feet, but he stayed on his feet until the girl would catch up. Mind focused he headed towards the sand village, ready for his plan to fall right into place. The first notification of the land of the desert would be the bright sun. Something that the akatsuki would have to get used to after being in such a dark place for so long.

Sabratina let out a remarkably evil laugh as Hakaisha briefly slammed about the surrounding trees, and nodded in approval as he pushed himself 10's of feet at a time. She let go a brutal amount of chakra from her feet, and pushed herself off of the ground to hover over him, spinning high in the air. The crater she left in the ground had to be atleast the size of a wide-spread hotel in its square-foot capacity.

She spun, flipping wildly through the air. It was time to make their way to the Sand Village.

It was so close to his former entertainment, a dark grin along his pale lips, making himself just pound his foot along the ground just once to make him pound forward. He vanished to Sunagakure, where all hell would break loose, hiding in the shadows for the perfect moment to occur when it would be right to capture, maim, and maybe do a lot of other sadistic things under his huge power. A grin came along his lips before he flickered out from sight, and to Suna.

[Exit to Suna]

Naethyn, in the Akatsuki dress code, appeared at the scene. By appeared, he means that he ran and used as little chakra as possible to catch up. His fellow partner had been reassigned and Naethyn was to run off to the Sand Village by himself, he quickly jumped to the seen as Kyogi put the fear of a nonexistant god in him and he was soon at the scene.

"Hello all." Naethyn said with a stone cold voice as deep as the Tropical Rain Forest. His looks were covered by a hood and you couldn't really see who he was although the other Akatsuki members knew who he was.

He saw the shadowy figures and tried to keep to himself, he was without a doubt wanting to burst and exclaim at the new addition to the group. Naethyn was prepared with chakra and not in a hurry to get anything devastated done.

Naethyn at most, would cast a jutsu that would cloud out the light from the village it would make an attack much suitable.