Lamentation of a Broken Singer

It all happened so fast. A rush of fire and rubble encompassing everything around the area of impact. No one could have foreseen the events that transpired. A normal day turned on its head by an agent of chaos, instrumenting the demise of a single individual; Inochi Yamanaka. Through the smoke and rubble, people struggle to break free, only to be cut down by the shadowed figures that kept their identities concealed. Those that tried to run were speared through by sharp appendages extending from the arms of these mysterious figures. They were leaving no stone unturned in their hunt for the Yamanaka, who they believed was still alive. In the recording room where she was singing, which took heavy damage from the explosion, Inochi pulls herself out of the rubble, only to see the wreckage and corpses strewn about, if not from the explosion or rubble, then by the hands of these shadowy figures.

Slow breathing gave way to panicked, short breaths as she looks upon the devastation. But before she could even fully get to her feet, she feels the impact of a mass of stone being thrown at her, with the velocity of the force sending her through a wall and onto the grounds below. As she gets to her knees, her hands clinched into the dirt, she lets out a cough, freeing the dust from her lungs, small tinges of blood mixed in from the impact. Standing up on her feet, she sees the group of assailants as they charge down from the building. With spears of some sort of metallic wood flying towards her, Inochi punches the ground below her, forming a wall of stone, which the spears penetrate through, but are stopped halfway. Jumping back, Inochi tries to get an insight of the minds behind these attackers, but their thoughts were blocked, as if they had nothing on their mind but the pursuit of Inochi. As she takes up a defensive stance, she sees one rapidly approaching her. With a thrust of her fist, she sends a wave of stone against the assailant, hitting them square in the face. Knocked backwards by the impact, the figure gets back up and is accompanied by more of the figures as they rush towards Inochi. Startled by the large number of individuals chasing towards her, Inochi sends a sharp barrage of punches through the air, sending out wave after wave of stones. They were hitting their mark, but the ones she hit end up replaced by more, as if they were multiplying. As she tries to turn around and run, another of the figures was already in front of her. With a sharp kick in the solar plexus, Inochi is knocked into the way of another kick, until eventually she is juggled by the individuals.

With one last kick, she is hurtled through a building. Writhing through broken stone and dust, Inochi struggles to get up. With another cough of blood, Inochi sees herself surrounded by the figures as she slowly looks up and around. They took on the shape of a black crown surrounding her, with the strongest of these figures forming the point of the crown. Looking down at her hands, she clinches them into fists, the blood running through her fingers. Slamming her fist into the ground, she lets out a major yell, one that pierced the entire village, sending spikes of stones throughout the spots where the figures were standing, impaling them from below. It was a horrific sight to behold, but it was the only thing left in her repertoire. As she gets up, her weak legs see her falling back down. But she couldn't rest now. She had to depart from the village, as she knew that the attention she brought upon herself was going to bring more of them to her. With the alarms blaring through the village, buildings were slowly collapsing, with massive, metallic trees in their wake, some of them with victims impaled upon the branches. Holding back tears and the arduous pain from the horrific ordeal, Inochi musters what strength she has to run from the village, shrouding her chakra signatures to keep herself hidden. This was the beginning of chaos and the end of Inochi's normal life as she knew it.