A noticeably younger Sebbech was standing in a dark corner of an unknown room. The room barely had enough light, which by itself was occasionally flickering on and off due to its poor quality. It appeared that he was alone until a faint thud was heard.
The green-haired shinobi slowly rose his head to look into the eyes of an orange-haired woman. It was Seiko, who had a bloodstained kunai resting in her palm. She clenched her free hand a little before dropping the knife to the floor.
"Is it done?" Sebbech asked the kunoichi. Seiko nodded as she now stared at the small blade sticking in the floor.
"Yes, milord. The Fourth Mizukage... Yagura Karatachi has just been killed by the Akatsuki organisation," she replied.
Sebbech smirked a little as he stood up and walked towards one of the few windows in the room. After swiping his hand against it as to clear away some dust, he looked outside of it to look at some villagers not too far away. By just reading their lip movements, he deduced that they, too, were conversing over the Mizukage's apparent death.
"Lord Fourth's merciless reign over the village caused us to be dubbed as the Hidden Blood Mist Village. Now that he's dead, the villagers would certainly want a more democratic person to be elected as the Fifth," he said.
"I believe that you're the perfect candidate for that title, God. However, I have dire news for you."
"Speak, woman. The opportunity for me to become Mizukage has arrived, what the hell could be dire right now?"
Seiko took out a piece of paper that looked like a photograph of someone.
"The higher ups are already considering to elect a woman named Mei Terumi as the Fifth Mizukage. She says that she will spend her term reforming internal policies and recreating diplomatic relations with other villagers," the orange-haired woman told him. She then handed him the picture of a younger looking Mei.
Sebbech immediately crumbled the piece of paper and tossed it aside with an annoyed facial expression. He expected candidates for that title to be announced following Yagura's death, but he had no idea that it was already being done.
"I'll be damned if some random bitch steals my chance of becoming Mizukage," he said through gritted teeth. Seiko walked towards him and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. A light, pink blush was now present on her cheeks.
"What will you do, God?" she asked him softly.
Sebbech looked over to an ANBU mask and sword hanging on a wall nearby. He then turned around to look into the affectionate woman's eyes. As soon as he did so, the kunoichi pressed her lips against his to catch them in a deep kiss.
After a few seconds, the green-haired male used two fingers to grab Seiko by the chin and pushed her a few inches back. He then smirked a little to himself as he redirected his attention to the hanging items.
"Lord Yagura was a ruthless tyrant, but he sure did make sure to do his best for the village. I respect the man in that regard, so in his memory, I'll be the exact same thing."
"I'll kidnap Mei Terumi for you, God."
"No need, Seiko... I'll deal with her myself," he told her.
. . . .
Sebbech opened his eyes to look over to Chojuro, who was gritting his teeth as he listened to the shinobi's recalls of his past. The blue-haired swordsman ran towards him with a livid facial expression, despite wanting to hear more from him. He knew that it was too soon to act, but his anger still consumed him.
"I knew you did something to Lady Mei back then, bastard!" Chojuro yelled at him. Sebbech laughed at his comment as he began to slowly perform a few hand seals.
"I put you under the impression that we never met before, but it seems you remember our battle back then!" he replied.
"What did you do to her?!" Chojuro demanded. Before he could get an answer, he swung the large blade towards Sebbech's neck.
Sebbech moved his hand up to the sword to catch it easily. Chojuro immediately noticed that the shinobi's hand was now coated in chakra. Taking precaution, the swordsman quickly bounded back in case he was getting ready to launch a counterattack.
Gyatsō let his arms down to his side as he looked over to Sebbech. After hearing him mention a previous battle between the two, he realised that their current one could be a lot more personal than he thought. As such, he decided to stay out of it.
Sebbech scoffed to himself as he watched Chojuro closely. After failing to sense an attack of his own, he answered his question.
"Mei Terumi would've gotten in my way if I just sat back and did nothing," he told the blue-haired male.
He then appeared behind Chojuro with his hand against his Hiramekarei. A large chakra blade was still formed out of the male's hand. With a wide smirk, he brought his hand towards Chojuro's neck.
. . . .
A younger Chojuro quickly moved his head back to dodge the masked shinobi's incoming hand. He then brought his sword up to slice through the shinobi's body, but it dispersed into water and fell lifelessly onto the ground.
"A water clone?" he mumbled to himself.
Mei was standing behind the swordsman with her arms crossed. Soon after, the masked shinobi reappeared some distance back. Chojuro's grip around Hiramekarei tightened as he looked over to the Fifth Mizukage candidate.
"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll protect you... I mean, I think I can... well, I don't know if I actually can," he stuttered. Mei gave the bodyguard a warm smile as she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I know you can, Chojuro. You're a very capable young man," she assured him.
The masked shinobi began to walk towards them again before stopping in his tracks. Seiko had suddenly appeared at his side with a sword of her own drawn.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked her. Seiko giggled for a bit as her eyes rested on Mei, who looked back at her.
"I can't let God work himself up against these two. I'll handle that bitch, you can take on that weak looking guy," she replied.
"Weak looking guy...?" Chojuro mumbled to himself again. He then readjusted his glasses as he gulped. He actually didn't know if he could take on Sebbech due to not knowing his capabilities.
Seiko then broke out into a loud cackle as she dashed towards Mei. Chojuro appeared in front of her and attempted to smash his sword against her to halt her movements, but Sebbech appeared at his side to direct a knee to his stomach.
The blue-haired swordsman exhaled in pain as he tried to rebalance himself, but Sebbech quickly directed another blow to send him crashing onto the ground. When Chojuro quickly looked up, the masked shinobi was in the air above him. His blade was making its way toward his head.
. . . .
Chojuro moved his head to the side to avoid being struck by the kunai Sebbech was now holding. He then quickly lifted his body up to roughly headbutt Sebbech and sent him sprawling back with a thud.
The swordsman wiped away the blood that was now running down his nose and stood up. Sebbech also began to stand up as he angrily stared at his opponent. A small amount of blood escaped the cut that was now below his eye.
"Fuck. I can't believe I let you hit me," he growled out. He then closed his wounded eye as he performed a single hand seal.
Water Style: Mouth Shot.
Sebbech spat out a single senbon-shaped droplet of water with high velocity. Due to the speed of the droplet, Chojuro was barely able to dodge it.
The green-haired male then continued to rapidly spit out more of the droplets, to which Chojuro was unable to avoid. Once the droplets hit him, they forcefully bursted against his skin and hurt him.
While the jutsu lacked the force to seriously endanger him, it weakened Chojuro to the point of where he was temporarily unable to guard himself. Taking advantage of this, Sebbech immediately disappeared from sight.
A single Chakra Dissection Blade pierced Chojuro through the chest.
Chojuro's eyes widened as a line of blood now slowly ran down his mouth. Sebbech was standing behind him with his hand sticking out of the other side of his chest.
The blue-haired swordsman fell to the ground, which prompted Gyatsō to smirk to himself. With only his first level Shaolin, he could clearly see that Chojuro's vital signs were failing.
Sebbech pulled his hand out of the motionless swordsman's chest and stared down at him. He then wiped the blood on his cloak before looking over to Gyatsō.
"My lord, it is done."
. . . .
Seiko quickly brought the grip of her sword against the back of Mei's neck. Upon impact, Mei fell to the ground, already unconscious. Seiko was breathing heavily and her cloak was ripped at the bottom, indicating their fight was close.
Sebbech then removed his mask, panting a little. Chojuro's unconscious body was below him. Seiko held onto her now burned arm as she looked over to the green-haired male. Mei's Vapour Style had also damaged her in their fight.
"Are... you going... to kill that boy?" she asked through long breaths. Sebbech looked down to Chojuro's body before scoffing and shaking his head. To him, he was just a pest that was in the way of capturing Mei, not a direct enemy.
"N-no, it's not necessary. What is necessary, however, is the relocation of that woman's body," he replied. He then walked over to Mei's body. After kneeling down, he placed his hand against her neck. A new black marking soon covered it.
"What's that?" Seiko pondered, pointing to the new mark.
"A curse seal that restricts movement. Should she awake when we take her to our hideout, she won't be able to move."
Seiko nodded at the male and picked up Mei's body. She staggered a little due to her wounds, but Sebbech helped her. The two then quickly left the room with her body, believing that Chojuro will die from his own wounds.
. . . .
Gyatsō let out a light yawn as he motioned for the surrounding Osore members to come closer to them. Once they did, he pointed to the village's entrance.
"This Hidden Mist will soon become a province for my nation. Sebbech, eye this sight for the last time, as it'll be the last time you see its existence," the white-haired male said.
Sebbech nodded at him before turning his head to look at the figure approaching them. After some of the mist cleared up, it was revealed to be Mya, who was smiling at them.
Gyatsō began to walk towards the woman with a little smile of his own. Zuko activated his Shaolin again to detect if any killing intent was present from the female Mizukage. He crossed his arms as he watched from behind the rest of their entourage.
"You must be Gyatsō Mataba. It's truly an honour to meet you," Mya said with an open hand. Gyatsō shook it and nodded at her words, looking back to his subordinates for a few seconds. He then looked back at her.
"Indeed. I'm pleased to meet you as well, Seventh Mizukage," he replied. Mya looked behind him to eye Sebbech, who was staring at her. His green eyes peered deeply into the woman's hazel eyes for a few silent moments.
"Master Sebbech," Mya finally said, quietly.
Hikari looked over to Sebbech with a gentle smile. He was wondering if he'd be able to control himself in the presence of his enemy's daughter.
Sebbech forced himself to smile a little as he bowed to her momentarily.
"Lady Mizukage," the green-haired male said back.
Mya closed her eyes and smiled at the small group in front of her and invitingly waved her hands toward the village's entrance.
"Come, come. I'm certain we have quite the amount of things to discuss."