Enforced Treachery

Konohagakure, the home of the will of fire. The will of fire runs strong in the vessels of its shinobi. A strong belief that love is the key for peace. Originated from the Sage's son, Asura. Then passed on to Hashirama and the Senju clan as it was transferred to Konoha as spiritual heritage. Konoha is strong by the love and union of its shinobi, not by raw strength nor selfishness and striving to power. It takes great effort to force a Konoha shinobi to betray his home and people as the will of fire forged a firm bond between the villagers and the shinobi. No matter how much a Konoha shinobi changes, they still have that spark, that will of fire inside them.

It was the end of the day at the village of Konohagakure. The stars were sparkling in the dark blue sky, a beautiful site to witness. Everyone was asleep with the exception of the guards. The lights were all out except for that weak light that shined clearly in the darkness, coming from the Hokage's office. Fūrin was sitting on her desk as she was doing paperwork. Her skin texture was pale and her face seemed to glow with light. Fūrin was the definition of beauty. She was wearing her Hokage outfit while leaving her hat on the side of the desk. The room was empty, no sound was made as she sat alone writing on paper. She had sent one of her most-trusted kunoichi to take care of a few missing shinobi alongside a group of Chūnin. It was getting late, Fūrin started to think of sending reinforcements to make sure that the squad is secure. "Sayuri ... was I mistaken to send you alone with the Chūnin?" she said to herself as the only sound in the room was made by the clock. "Tick ... Tock ... Tick ... Tock".

Fūrin was getting pressured especially after meeting Sannoto and unleashing her hexagram spirit, Yokaze. She had to endure hardships for the last period as the summit was a disaster, the black crown were really starting to get on her nerves. She sighed as she stood up dropping the pen on the desk before even completing her paperwork. She walked towards the exit, closed the lights and got out of her office. She made her way to the roof of the Hokage mansion. She stood near the fence, her hands resting on the fence as she gazed at the alluring dark blue sky. The stars reflected on her eyes as she glared at the beautiful site. She wasn't fatigued, despite it being the middle of the night. The breeze blew strong as she's standing firmly, gracefully. Her hair is dancing with the unstable breeze. Her eyes are then narrowed as she gets an uneasy expression on her face "Danger ... I can feel it in the air." she says. Everything was quiet as darkness obscured Konoha alongside the Hokage monuments, which were very clear despite the darkness. Despite the beautiful scene ... Fūrin felt death in the wind.