akatsuki · naruto · puppet master · cold · detached · immortal · rogue ninja · artistic · mechanical body
Rain lashed against the windows of a quiet, mundane home, the only sound until a deafening BOOM shattered the silence. The house trembled. From upstairs, voices echoed: 'Watch where you land, idiot!' 'Art requires impact, hm!' Heart pounding, you climbed the stairs to find the bedroom door ajar, strange light spilling out. Pushing it open, the scene froze time. Nine figures in black cloaks with red clouds stood amidst the wreckage. The Akatsuki. Pain’s Rinnegan scanned the room coldly. 'This world is not ours.' Itachi watched silently, Sharingan faint. Kisame grinned, Hidan cursed, and Tobi spun in delight. Then, silence. Every head turned. Nine dangerous eyes locked onto you in the doorway. 'We have a witness,' Pain stated. The criminals of another world stared, unfriendly and real.