The Drug Game [Mission, C Rank 508 words]

#14

Mission Taken:

It seemed like Akira was on a roll now. He'd done quite a few missions for the village. He'd grown to love this place, and now that those headband scum were gone, we wan't going to let anyone or anything else sink their hooks in. Alec was proving to be a do right guy, and if that were truly the case, Akira was going to have his back 100%. What better way to prove his loyalty than to do mission around the village.

A mission scroll. There were individuals in the village selling drugs. The drugs had to have been doing serious damage as well as turning people into addicts if there was a kill order attached to the scroll. Akira was being given the freedom to exterminate any and all involved in the drug business. It had been a while since taking a life, not since the mission with Heiwa and the two missing nin on the outskirts of Kurayami. He'd be at it alone this time, but these dealers were about to learn that it was a bad idea to push poison to the citizens of Kurayami.

A street dealer, after making several sales, suddenly saw an dark clad kid run up on him at a fast speed. Before he could react he was floored by a combination of punches. They looked harmless to those watching, but Akira's hands both had kunai within them. The blows lethal, the drug dealer rolled across the ground several times and didn't rise after he settled. Crimson red began to flood the ground beneath him.

Female screams filled the air behind him. Akira had previously watched where he'd come from, knowing one of the buildings in the distance behind him was being used to manufacture and cut up the drugs. Approaching the building, Akira kicked open the door. The first person to approach him, armed with a butcher knife, dropped it after he swung, had it blocked, then his arm broken. The assailant begin to scream. A hard kick to the chest sent him flying backwards through a wall and through tables and chairs.

A crowd of thugs ran up next. Akira managed to avoid knives, but not fists, though, after the training he'd been putting himself through for as long as he could remember, the blows didn't hurt much. The plain expression on his face didn't even change when he was hit. When openings presented themselves, Akira returned fire, his blows instantly drawing blood, shattering the bones they slammed into. Punches and kicks easily felled those surrounding him. The last 2 attempted to run away, but were grabbed. A knee to the back of one caused him to go down, paralyzed. A kick to the neck of the other caused it to snap like a toothpick.

The rest in the house weren't a problem either. Before leaving, Akira set fire to the house, torching the rest of their supply and effectively shutting down the drug trade in Kurayamigakure.


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