One Light And Two Shadows

Thunder boomed in the heavens, lightning smit the earth, and rain dripped from the tips of the melancholy clouds. The trees, with their green leaves grasping the branch, held their ground as the fierce winds sought to move them from their foundation. Underground, their roots wrapped around the immovable minerals. Despite their prodigious perseverance, some plummeted onto the earth when the wrath of nature exceeded their own strength. Tens of trees found themselves incapable of dueling with the storm. Second by second, trees fell throughout the vast forest. Since the reincarnation of the, storms and other phenomenon was regular behavior. The inhabitants of this cursed, demon-plagued land lived in sacred temples to prevent such devilish entities from tampering with their lives. Those whom lived on the outside of these temples were already corrupted, possessed by the devils that the Shinju had brought upon the world with its massive, foul chakra. Wishing to unleash more of their brethren, these demons supported Black Crown in their endeavours. The Land of Demons was transformed into a haven for the members to meet and gather, thus those whom traveled through the land bearing the tattoo of the Black Crown organization were supplied a form of possessive immunity.

The Bearer of two Katana on his waste, held in place by his green waistband, casually strolled throughout the forest. Wielding a a black, shadow-hardened umbrella, the rain simply disappeared when making contact. Rather than slip down the sides, or bounce off, the water diffused into the shadowy-substance. His attire consisting of a purple, v-neck shirt revealing his broad chest and the upper portion of his abdomen tucked into white, silky pants along with being tucked into his blue boots. Completing this unique outfit is a long, blue, short sleeved haori with the Nara clan symbol on the back and a white lining on the inside which reads "The Shinobi of the Shadows", along with black, fingerless gloves and a green bandanna. A rather complicated attire for a shinobi, it remained unscathed by even a single drop of precipitation. Neither was the flesh of the man whom the attire was elegantly draped upon.

Within minutes, the single man reached a cabin in the woods. A rather simple log cabin, seemingly constructed by an amateur carpenter, many would normally have nothing to fear about the actual cabin. However, it was one hosting possessed humans whom worked directly under black crown. A single log cabin was the hideout of the Black Crown members, a safehouse. Rather difficult to detect and discern by even the inhabitants of the land, it served as the perfect meeting place. The Nara head walked down the flower-decorated pathway, littered with brown, dead flowers that radiated a foreboding nature in the atmosphere around the cabin. Reaching the door, he walked into the cabin which had a single bed, dresser, bookshelf, and a clock on the wall above the dresser. "Hm, he should be here soon...I recall," Yami muttered to himself, jumping on the bed and falling sleep. Two Hours Later