Deathdealer and the Master of the Hidden Mist

As the sun slowly began to burn off the last of the morning mist that shrouded one of the forests just within the borders of Kirigakure, a ghastly sight began to reveal itself. The signs of a battle, recently fought became evident. Kunai and shuriken littered over the sodden ground, embedded into branches and trunks, steam rising from the ground where a sizable explosion had clearly gone off. And of course there were the corpses. The bodies of shinobi, in some cases still intact, were strewn everywhere, burnt, and, more peculiarly, frozen. Every so often there lay a body, cold to the touch, with the remnants of a spike of ice melting in their chest. Clearly whoever had done this had been caught somewhat by surprise, and the offending parties had paid with their lives.

The birds were first beginning to circle over the area when movement revealed a figure, cloaked in dark garments, picking his way through the forest. He stumbled onto the edge of the battleground and stopped. "Dammit it all to hell, if those goddamn birds have gotten to him before me...", he trailed off before stepping over the first of many bodies, turning each one over as he went. On the occasion he found an intact body, he would check the pulse and then either move on, muttering to himself or briefly place his glowing hands over the most obvious injury, and then remove them once he heard the groans that indicated the seriously injured, rather than the dying.

Some time passed before he turned over one body, slumped against a tree with a rather large number of kunai and shuriken sticking out their chest. On the back of the body's waterproof cloak was a stylised snowflake.

Seikaku quickly moved the body to flatter ground, removed the weapons from the corpse and unrolled a bundle containing his tools. Something crunched in his hand and he brought a single, now clawed finger lightly down the length of the body, peeling off the clothing. The skin underneath was mottled and bloody, the many wounds exposing some of the catastrophic damage to the organs that lay within. "This could take some time", Seikaku muttered aloud before taking a scalpel and getting to work.