The Demon meets the Devil[Sketh]

The construction of the Kurokirioni unit was coming along to the best of his own abilities. He had already recruited a fellow ANBU who shared his sentiments about the village, but there was one other person who he had kept his eye on as a possible recruit. Countless others would think him insane for attempting to recruit a rogue ninja from his own village into a secret ANBU unit, and while they might not be far off the mark on that accusation, this man would be extremely beneficial to have as apart of the KKOU; Junpei Hozuki. Reports from the Hunter Nin Corps stated he was part of the Akatsuki, though Sketh failed to see why as his history showed nothing of important or unique characteristics aside from being a Hozuki, but nonetheless, If Akatsuki had recruited him then he was bound to at least be strong enough to tackle the task's Sketh intended to assign him.

Sketh knew, from previous records, that the man apparently had an obsession with the Seven Swords utilized by the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. In that regard, he and Sketh shared the interest, but what more so convinced Sketh that he could pull this recruitment off was the fact that the Hozuki seemed to possess the same beliefs as he did about the village and it's Bloody Mist history, and so he was on his way to the most known spot he frequented. The cheeky bastard actually managed to set up a family restaurant right in the village with the help of the previous Mizukage, so he was hiding in plain sight. Sadly, the old Mizukage had a few records that weren't destroyed, so it was easy to figure out and locate the place.

Clad in his dark cloak, his monstrous frame approached the doorway to cast his shadow upon it. He stopped for a moment, waiting in a still silence before lifting his foot and thrusting it outward. The impact of his foot, while not strong enough to cause any real damage to the door or hinges, was enough to send it flying open with enough force to slam loudly into the undamaged wall, allowing The Black Death, who had to duck down slightly, to unceremoniously enter the building.

"Yo...", he said while raising back up to his full height, his voice low and dull as his eyes scanned the room. He knew what Junpei looked like; the ANBU had his picture on file. "I need to talk with Junpei...."

Sketh casually lifted his hands up in a mock display of submission in response to the Hozuki's hand taking the form of a gun, a toothy smirk on his lips and a small chuckle echoing from his form. "Apologies, but I don't know what the hell manners are. However, I'd like to inform you that this nice little gig you've got going on here is no longer a valid option for you. The previous Mizukage is gone, and that means all of the stupid shit she did is to be rectified. In other words, every member of the ANBU and Hunter Nin Corps now knows you've been hiding under their nose this whole time since I've dug up the classified file and spread it about, and if you kill me the entire weight of the Black Ops are going to come crashing down on this tranquil side business of yours." His grin widened a bit more, further showcasing his sharpened teeth. "And I don't remember giving any orders to leave anyone alive...."

Sketh lowered his hands, though slowly so as to not provoke any unnecessary action from the Hozuki, to his sides. "However, I came here to offer a deal that would spare you a lot of trouble.... So I think you can overlook the manners problem for a moment, unless you'd rather face an entire villages' worth of highly trained ANBU, Jounin, and the new Mizukage all at once. I can assure you that such a task would be much more difficult than erasing that push over, Hordy..."

"Alright, I can't argue with that logic." Sketh's smirk turned into a full, crooked smile and he lifted his hands up again and leaned back, once again in mock submission. He liked the guys attitude, and he didn't expect his promised threat to be enough to get what he wanted anyway. He would have been disappointed otherwise. Junpei was an Akatsuki, after all. Shrugging his shoulders, he began to take a few steps back towards the door and lowered one of his hands to grab it by the handle to pull it closed in front of him so he could make his re-entrance. The door closed, gently and without a noise, as if Sketh was trying to assure the man he would, this time, enter the proper way.

However, that was a bullshit feint. Standing outside the closed door once again, Sketh's smile grew into a full on psychotic tear across his lips with sharpened teeth showing in full view as he once again lifted his foot up. Thrusting it outward in a full on kick, this impact would be far more jarring and devastating than the one he used to open the door the first time. The door would open, but not in the way Junpei might have liked. The sole of his sandal slammed into the door and ripped it off the hinges, splitting it directly down the middle and sending the door-now split in two-flying inward and across the room into a few of the tables.

Sketh placed his hand on the door frame as he took another step into the place, but that's as far as he would bring himself. Unsure as to how the man would react, he didn't want to corner himself in a place filled with his family members, so he stood in the doorway with the exit directly behind him. However, the smile never left his face. "You asked for me to use my manners; well there ya go. Can we have a chat, now? Or do you want me to show you my table manners next...?"

Oh, this one was quite fun. The Black Death was sure that, if this had been a more serious visit, it would be quite the exhilarating battle. The mans execution of the substitution jutsu was quite impressive, but it was nothing that could fool Sketh with his sensory skills and expert hearing; he noticed the real one form behind him almost immediately and, as a precaution, his hand, obscured by his cloak, had already gripped one of his kunai and flipped it around to where the blade was facing the Hozuki. The blade wouldn't have been able to do much, but the force behind the impact of the thrust would've been more than enough to disperse the bastard and allow him to escape if it was required. Luckily, it wasn't, and The Black Death glanced over his shoulder at the man with his ever-present smirk.

"Heh, you make it sound like I hurt someones feelings.. Regardless, talking outside is fine with me..." The giant of a man said, taking a step back to remove himself from the building and spinning on his heels to take a few more steps further into the outside. He stopped only a few paces from the door and turned slightly to face the Hozuki at an angle, his hands still hidden by his cloak. "I've got a proposition for you, as I've said, though if I had to compare our situations, it's more beneficial for you than me; but overall it's a mutual benefit." Sketh began, tilting his head to the side in order to pop his neck, which sounded more grotesque than one might have expected it to. "This offer involves officially removing you from Kirigakure's Bingo Book and revoking your Missing Nin status, which mean's you'll not have to worry about whether or not an ANBU is looking to put a Raiton coated kunai to any of your family's throats or in between your shoulder blades. Ya interested?"

"Gotcha," Sketh thought as the grin on his lips grew a bit wider. He knew that would catch the mans interest. Not many Missing Nin would simply ignore such an offer, especially when they knew the man making it could actually bring it into reality. Sketh tilted his head to the left this time, giving birth to yet another satisfying crack pop in response before he responded.

"Ya see, as I'm sure you're already aware, Kirigakure has undergone certain changes in power as of late with the electing of a new Mizukage, and what she stands for has cause a bit of a... fluctuation amongst various aspects of the village. The result of this fluctuation was the creation of a new unit that's even more confidential than the ANBU Black Ops. The only thing you have to do in return for what I offered is to lend your talents to this unit whenever you're called upon. Simple enough, yeah?"

Satisfied with the outcome of his little venture, Sketh turned to be on his way with his toothy grin still present on his face. The KKOU now had the manpower of a traditional shinobi squad, a three man squad if he included himself, and that was all he really needed, but when one thought about the actual power the Unit now held, especially when one considered how skilled the members were, it would be enough to accomplish almost anything. Sketh stopped when the man smoke again, turning slightly to glance over his shoulder.

"Ah, right. My non-existent manners making me forget to introduce myself. My bad. My name is Matamune Sketh, and you've probably guessed I'm the replacement of that pushover, Hordy, as the ANBU Captain. The Kurokirioni unit should be calling on your skills here soon, so try to remain alert in case a letter shows up bearing my name." He turned his back fully to the building and the Hozuki in which he was speaking. "Oh, and I'll pay for the damages as a sign of appreciation for your cooperation, so you can tell those freaking out inside that they don't have to worry." He ended with a chuckle before bending his knees slightly, and then, with a simple push that was followed by an absurd burst of speed, the man flew off into down the streets in a blur of speed; his black, blurred shadow ping-ponging off of the buildings lining the roads.

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