A True Puppeteer's Ambition {Hayabusa}

Hayabusa neared what he thought to be his ‘true’ home… the Sand Village. He walked through the heavy sand. The paths were almost unclear to see, but for someone that is so unser to this place, he knew the paths that weren’t foot bounding, therefore he had gotten across the desert easier than that of those whom have never traveled the path to Suna before. With the sand storm beginning to pick up, Hayabusa could barely see the tall protective barrier of the Sand Village. He stood, just looking at it for a moment. His studies would begin here, now.
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“Sasori…” Hayabusa said to himself. He could remember Ryukatsu’s older brother… the night they sat on top of that tall gate before departing. That was plenty of years ago, and since then, Hayabusa had not done exactly what he was told. However, he figured that he would wait until he had actually had met Ryukatsu. He did not want to take the change of gaining this random knowledge for no reason, for Ryukatsu could have died, been killed, gotten captured… then the story of Sasori would have become pointless. Then again… eventually he would have probably researched the man himself.
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He walked with his eyes squinting, looking at the gates. Architecturally, they were very basic but very programmatic. Not only did it provide a gate that protected the village from its neighboring villages, as well as stood as a protective barrier from the Sand Storms, therefore he would soon be in the protective embrace from the storm.

Looking on, seeing the village gate guard stand there at attention, Hayabusa could see the dim light at the end of the narrow high cliff walls in which framed and created the main gate of the sand village, one of the only entrances.
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When he had finally made his way there, Hayabusa had slightly bowed to the gate attendant.

“Lydeck Hayabusa…” he said, bringing out his passport for the man to check. The attendant took it.

“Lydeck? Wow… it’s been a while since you’ve been here hasn’t it?” he said, giving back the passport. “Your father is actually on his way back from a mission. Your old team had actually just left on an S Rank Mission. Hayate and Kasumi did anyhow. That sibling duo… they’re something else, I tell ya.” He stepped to the side and let Hayabusa through to come in.
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“Thank you for all of the information…” Hayabusa said to him, slightly bowing again. Hayabusa walked in and shook the sand off of his cloak. He took his straw hat and hung it from his neck , and the sand fell off of that as well. After the nice 200 yard walk of entrance, Hayabusa had entered his beloved home in which he would one day return to as a Sand villager, instead as a Leaf villager. He had only been forced to live in Konoha by agreement of both Suna council and Konoha council all because he was Uchiha.
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Now as a Jounin, Hayabusa had returned to his village, not to stay, but to work, and perhaps visit. But he had time to kill, for all that were in the village was his mother. She didn’t even care for her enough to visit her alone. It seemed like she was always in a pretty bad mood, and it got very irritating at some times. Therefore, he would go to the library and read up on Sasori to see what it was he could find out about this man and why he was so important for him to research him.
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Walking through the streets of Suna, Hayabusa had realized how different it was here than Konoha… it wasn’t as lively and it seemed to be a little more strict. Of perhaps more guarded and secured. But he shook that thought out of his head as he walked to the library that had connected to the hospital for some reason. He walked in and seen there weren’t many people in.

“I need some things that were written on Sasori.” Hayabusa said to the library clerk. The man looked at his head band and shook his head and waved off to Hayabusa.
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“Well… why not?” Hayabusa asked him.

“First of all, you are Konoha ninja.” He told Hayabusa. “The classified information we offer on him belongs to Suna and Suna only. It is our secret and prophecy. And secondly… just that much. It is classified.”

“Ok… well um…” Hayabusa closed his eyes slowly, then opened them back up, revealing his Sharingan. “I would really like that classified information, if you don’t mind…” Hayabusa said to him, casting Hypnosis on him. This Fully Awakened Sharingan had proven to be very useful to him so far in only a few uses that he used.
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The man had given a blank start for a moment as Hayabusa had cast this. After a moment, the man had went into the back and Hayabusa had reverted his Sharingan. After a moment, the man came back with a big book and what seemed to be a very classified scroll. He had held them out to Hayabusa. Hayabusa smirked and he grabbed them one by one.

“Thank you for being so considerate and understanding my friend…” Hayabusa had turned and left, performing hand seals and wiping the man’s mind. He didn’t want to do this studying in the library.
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“I guess I will be visiting mother earlier than I thought I had to…” Hayabusa said, as he stuffed the stuff in his pocket. He then continued on walking the path so that he could finally have somewhere to relax, sit, and study in a secure area. Even if that area is not the best place to be right now. As he looked on toward the end of the path in which he was walking, Hayabusa had spotted his family’s home, which seemed to be one of the biggest of the lot. He was sure his mother was very gleeful.
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He could picture her now, gloating to the rest of the villagers about how she had one of the best houses there were. It began to make him sick how she acted sometimes. Bt he had to deal with it… it was his mother. She probably blames it on being an Uchiha. Hayabusa blames it on here being to full of herself.

Hayabusa had reached the home, and he did not even knock on the door. He had just opened the door and waltzed right in. The smell of the cinder incense had seemed to familiarize him with being home.
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It seemed as though his mother was upstairs. That was great. He didn’t want to have to deal with her right now. Hayabusa sat on the couch and opened the book to Sasori. The scroll could have waited.

“Hmmm… Sasori of Red Sand. Very intriguing…” Hayabusa said to himself. He liked the theme. He began to read on through. There seemed to be more additions to the book… this was only one of them that had told of the man’s life… ‘The life of forever young.’ The other had been called ‘The Afterlife’. This man must have been very interesting.
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He opened and began to read about him, and to his surprise, this should have been a man he idolized. He was a master puppeteer and grandson of one of the greatest village elders of all time, Chiyo. He knew her slightly well, for during his medical studies he had researched her. He had also known that she conjured up a Kinjutsu, Life Transfer Jutsu, that gave life to others. However, the more she used it the weaker she got. He had wanted many Kinjutsu AND medical jutsu, but this one was not one of them. He didn’t want to be that much of a giver.
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He continued reading about Sasori’s whole life and his part played in the war and the gang named Akatsuki, to realize that Sasori had created a jutsu that allowed him to make the human body into a puppet. Hayabusa’s eyes widened. He understood now what Ryukatsu’s brother had in mind. And he liked where this was going.
Reading about Sasori had eventually led to his death, and there were somehow great details about the battle, even though Chiyo had died giving her life to the Kazekage, Garaa. He had discovered there was a survivor of that battle, which was two on one.
102/1408

“Sakura…” she had given the information to Suna. She was the founder of the greatest hospital in Konoha, and the one he had actually worked at. His treasured puppet was that of the Third Kazekage. Near the end of the chapter of his overall review of life, a few of his grandmother, Chiyo, and his own final words consisted of the exchange of information. And Chiyo’s information was more of a ‘I lived and did for you’ type deal. For the Reanimation Jutsu, Life Transfer, was created to put some type of life into created puppets. She was going to reanimate his dead parent’s puppets made by herself.
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“Wha…” Hayabusa had now taken higher interest in this forbidden jutsu. But he would put the thought on hold for now, for something else had caught his eye. He now seen why this book was forbidden and classified. Reading on, Hayabusa had read that the scroll to such power is concealed in part of the desert nearby. It is protected by the ‘will’ of Sasori, put there for a great puppeteer to find during his resurrection period during the Fourth War. Hayabusa looked at the scroll that he had taken as well, untying it and opening the scroll up, smirking.
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“Hayabusa… you have hit the jackpot…” he said to himself, as he looked on the scroll, showing that it was a map with the seal in the middle.
‘For The Puppeteer That Knows No Boundaries of Wood, Travel Through The Harshness of The Desert, and Offer Your Blood Upon The Seal…’ Hayabusa looked at the bottom.
‘Be Warned, Master Puppeteer, Skill Nor Beauty Is True Art, But EVERLASTING INTELLIGENCE Is…’
“Wonder what that means…” Hayabusa said to himself. Obviously this is no joke. Hayabusa had stood up and took no time in leaving before his mother decided to come downstairs, if she was home.
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Hayabusa opened the door and walked out into the piercing sun, looking into the sky. His body had turned into sand a disappeared into the air as Kawarimi. It reappeared at the front of the gates. He put his straw hat one and looked around, making sure nobody had seen him. He opened the scroll with the map and continued on to the direction in which it told him to go.
Following the path, Hayabusa ended up in a sand tornado. He continued on, for it seemed the spot he wanted to be was in the deepest part of the tornado.
101/1821

He expected to get in a really deep sand storm when he reached his destination, however, the winds died. He looked up to see that he was in the eye of the storm, but it was clear. He looked behind him and there seemed to have been a barrier of sand there. He looked the other way into a clear open field of sand. There stood a limp figure that looked as if it floated in the air. Only something such as a puppet floated like that. It looked up at Hayabusa. It was indeed a puppet. And it was Sasori’s prized puppet… The Third Kazekage.
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“Wha…” Hayabusa had not expected such, but he did not fail to heed the scroll’s words. Intelligence… first off, every puppet needs a puppeteer. Hayabusa closed his eyes and opened, revealing his Sharingan. He had his chakra bijon look at the chakra of the puppet. It was full of its own chakra… as if it were a life form… and surprisingly no puppeteer.
“What the f… wait… Chiyo…” Hayabusa had come to the conclusion that Sasori used the Reanimation jutsu.
“No matter… it is still just a puppet…” Hayabusa said as the Third Kazekage revealed its three blades on its right hand.
102/2029

Hayabusa performed himself some hand seals after biting his thumb and slammed his hand to the ground. There before him, there were three puppets. Hayabusa had not used these in a while.
“It is time to do brush up…” Hayabusa said, placing his hands outstretched so that his fingers touched all three. He exerted chakra into them as the puppet began to come at Hayabusa.
‘Become one with the puppets…’ he thought to himself. Hayabusa ran forward and the puppets surrounded him, floating at same pace. Hayabusa moved his arm forward and the puppets at his sides floated forward towards the Kazekage.
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Hayabusa jumped seeing as the puppet was only aimed for the puppeteer. Then he did so, his special puppet dispersed its limps and attached to them were wire. They wrapped around as the Kazekage ran into it. It was very precise where it wrapped, around the limbs and joints of the body. The other two puppets came back around and one’s torso opened and withheld the Kazekage within it.
The last puppet broke into limbs as well and pierced into the Kazekage through the outer puppets holes. The wires constricted and shattered the parted of the Kazekage puppet, to make sure it did nothing more.
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Hayabusa had let the puppets open and reassemble, and there laid the human AND puppet parts of the Kazekage Puppet.
“That wasn’t too hard…” Hayabusa said. He pulled the three puppets back and turned, looking at the place the Kazekage stood. He took out the scroll and began to put his blood, until he had heard sand. Usually this would be what you hear in the desert, but this was gathering sand. Hayabusa turned to see Iron Sand coming from the puppet’s body. The came to piece Hayabusa. He almost used one of his puppets, but the famous Iron Sand immobilized and destroyed puppets.
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Hayabusa brought all three puppets together and conjured a chakra shield, which fought off the Iron Sand. It was possible it could break through and he could lose all of his puppets. He bit his finger and pressed it against the scroll. It dispersed marks on the ground and the scroll lit up in a glow. From the middle came sand floating into the air. There came out a scroll that opened before Hayabusa. He pressed his thumb with blood to that one as well and it burned into ashes, falling into the middle of the original scroll. The scroll was no longer white in the center, but had a mark that was labeled ‘Contracted’. He assumed he had completed his mission.
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Hayabusa had seen the normality of the scroll once again and picked it up. The Third Kazekage’s Iron Sand began to come forth and almost penetrated the chakra shield. Hayabusa touched all three puppets with a part of his body and perform a seal. He and the three puppets had vanished from sight and came back to the seal he placed on the Sand gates. He looked around, took another tag out, and put it back. He let his puppets compact and he dissolved into sand, heading back to the library to return the book and the scroll in which he stole.
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