Thread:EmperorSigma/@comment-25152698-20140829235958/@comment-25152698-20140831023153

The weakened, nude body of Sayuri leaned against a small outpost on the outskirts of Sunagakure. The woman had come looking for the remains of Sasori, a once renowned puppeteer, to further advance her 'son' takehiko. Little did she know, her once secured hidden base had long been located, a a shadowy figure awaited her arrival deep within. Managing to turn the knob on the door, Sayuri fell inside, before rising to her knees to take notice of the unwelcome guest. Her eyes widened, as she discovered the menacing grin worn across his face.

"Well, well, well. If it ain't Konoha's beauty queen!" He chuckled, his fist tightening at his waist. Sayuri rose to her feet slowly, though the effect of prolonged usage of her sharingan still surged through her body. She gritted her teeth as a result of the menacing pain, a splatter of blood appearing on each corner of the room, as the man suddenly appeared behind her, his iron knuckles stained in her rich, red blood. He leaned forward, licking the blood off his fingers. "You taste alot better than I thought you would. Good riddance."

Sayuri fell to the ground with a light thud. She began coughing a weezing heavily, more and more blood leaking out onto the floor. The man once again suddenly vanished in a bright purple flash, appearing before the fallen woman. He quickly reached towards her eye, pulling her rinnegan from it's socket. Sayuri grunted in pain, before warping via the Flying Thunder God Technique to another one of her hideouts. The man looked down at the eye he had stolen, an even devilish grin replacing the one from before.

This certain event would lead to Sayuri's development in various 'eye preservation' techniques.