Normal Days [Missions]

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It wasn't often that Daemon had a day off from his job working with the Anbu Black Ops but when he did he spent his time doing easy low rank missions meant for Genin.

Well today was not exception... There were rumors traveling around about some man who had been causing a uproar with the natives by cheating them out of their money with tests of strength.

Funny thing was that the guy was as scrawny as an old man and had a bad back... He loved to call himself Mr. Perfect but Daemon wasn't having it. He would make his way to the place where the crook was often seen.

As suspected he was their as crowds of people surrounded him with faces confusion, anger, amazements, and awe as the man continuously trumped guys of great physical stature.

Daemon ought to personal inspect this ruse of this criminal. He made his way to "Mr. Perfect" holding his head high as the crowd parted from his sudden entrance.

"Mr. Perfect" offered a sly smile in Daemons direction as he was told to name his game. Simple yet worthy of the situation Daemon had chosen to take part in a simple arm wrestle.

As the two prepared for their game the crowd stood anxiously while some were chatting silently others were staring shaking their head to knew would be Daemon's defeat.

Rasing his arm to the table at the exactly moment Daemon did he would attempt to shake Daemon will, "Look son I have taken down much bigger guys then you so save yourself the embarrassment."

Daemon would sit an silence as shook his arm to announce the beginning of the match. Yet something seemed off. As soon as "Mr. Perfect" grabbed his hand a certain few in the crow began going wild.

They seemed to be chanting for the crook loudly. Daemon would not allow this to break his focus. Now applying pressure against the crook he watched as he started off with a good start almost pushing down that mans arm fully.

Just before it could hit the table it seems the crowds screams intensified more. Hidden under the rooting a muffled screeching sound could be heard originating from "Mr. Perfects'" coat.

Suddenly great force was pushed back upon Daemon force his own arm down to the losing side. Yet he wouldn't give up. He pushed back harder as the silent screeching from under Mr. Perfects coat intensified adding more weight against Daemon.

Mustering all his strength he decided to pull his opponents arm towards his chest to reveal whatever the secret to his ridiculous strength. Upon doing so a loud poping noise boomed through the streets instantly stopping all other noise and sounds.

A smile flashed across Daemon's face as Mr. Perfects coat was visibly smoking. Stopping the match Daemon would reach over to Mr. Perfect pulling off the coat.

Under could be seen some sort of weird contraption which acted as a full body harness. This system was operated by his own chakra sending it to all points of the harness which now was revealed to increase strength.

There was something else Daemon had noticed which wasn't as obvious as the contraption in which he felt the need to say it verbally, "Ladies and Gentlemen it would seem Mr. Perfects ruse was aided by some in the crowds."

He would point to the few that started the uproar shortly before starting the match as Mr. Perfect watched in embarrassment. He would stand backing up away from the crowd as his devious assistants were surrounded one by one.

Daemon himself walked towards Mr. Perfect reaching for his tattered coat throwing it at him, "It would be wise to high tail it outta here before things get ugly. I'll make sure all the money returns to whom it belongs to."

A sly smile of his own flashed across his face as he watched the defeated young scrawny man run from the horde of angry bystanders. This mission had certainly been a tricky one but easy none the less as Daemon managed to foil the crooks greedy plans.

Returning back to the Mizukages office to turn in the mission he took great pride in helping the innocent as he heard the sounds of screams consisting of thanks and gratitude for his services.
(Mission Complete)

WC: 703

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After receiving the terrible new about the possible new and dangerous pathogen of course Daemon wouldn't be able to resist doing his own part in fixing the problems. Yet of course he would chose to wait until dusk to perform this challenging mission. It was normal for him to operate in darkness as it had been his job over the past year. He felt doing it this was would raise less suspicion and worry from the natives.

He himself knew he didn't have the virus so his blood sample would be useless so he still need four of them to complete this dire mission. For this go around he would be dressed in his Anbu attired with his black cloak to further his chances of going unnoticed. He wanted to get this over quick the sooner they knew the results the better it would be for everyone including himself.

His adventure would begin near the academy he felt checking the students was the most urgent care because if the pathogen had taken root here it would sure spread like wildfire for the newest generation of ninja. Searching for the nearest home with a child Daemon had managed to find as home with an open window.

Slipping through quietly Daemon would make his way through the living room of the sleeping unsuspecting family or the child he seemed here's home. Making his way into the students room he would remove a kunai from his pouch making a small unnoticeable cut on the students arm. Grabbing a vile from the same pouch he held the vile under the cut as the blood dripped into the tube.

Upon finishing he would apply healing ointment before leaving out of the students window just as their father checked on him. Surprised at the ease of the first task he decided to continue. His next goal was not far off. It was a homeless man resting on the edge of the bench near the Bloody Mist Grounds. Daemon silently yet swiftly snuck behind the man making a laceration on his exposed ankle and taking the sample.

With two down and two to go Daemon left no time to rest as he wanted to hurry and finish this most crucial mission. The next target was of a Jounin whose job was to guard the gates of Kirigakure No Sato. Daemon mutely laughed as the man failed to do so because he had fallen asleep at the desk. Sneaking behind the desk Daemon would begin the extraction process.

Succeeding successfully again Daemon had just one more sample to collect. Yet he wouldn't venture towards it before stealthily awaking the guard. His final targets location was somewhere he deemed needed to be check as for its location held the most important spot... The Mizukages office. Creeping through the unlocked window of the building Daemon would navigate his way past the active guards to the Security Room.

Finding another sleeping victim he would take a sample from the resting guard whose job was meant for watching out for intruders like himself... Exiting the build Daemon would run to the lab handing the samples to the scientists assistant. To be apart in assisting with the well being of the village was more then enough gratitude then he deserved.

(Mission Complete)

WC: 541

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Normal to anyone is sitting at home relaxing or training to master a new jutsu with your sensei... Yet no on would have ever imagined a beast could be so destructive. Daemon was tasked with finding and killing the beast who threatened the daily lives of some in the snow country. Today he was dress in normal attire under a different alias. He would talk to several of the villagers about the exact details of the beasts arrival.

After gathering more Intel all Daemon had to do was wait for night fall. He himself wasn't just so sure that the events here was cause by a single beast or even a beast at all yet he decided to continues with this mission. Sitting upon the roof of a abandoned home he decided to use himself as the bait. Of course this wasn't the best of ideas but the goal was to prevent the beast from eating the livestock not just throw more into harms way.

Daemon would sit pondering the size and appearance if the beast. In most of these situations the culprit had been a wolf or something of great resemblance... A big gigantic creature with claws bigger than a persons head, a body of a small some with fur so dirty and brown it could provide warmth for thousands... But his particular beasts description would not be visible until his arrival so Daemon would decide to wait...

Resting upon the building he could now hear the sound of light yet hard footsteps coming from deep within the forest of white trees. Along with the steps could be heard the sound of what sounded appeared to be howling... Now Daemon wasn't one for assuming but his stereotypical comment had been correct. Of course he was kidding but his hypothetical description of the beast wasn't far off...

It still held the dangerous sharp jagged claws body the size of a small home yet their was something silently different. The beasts fur had been pure white. Almost undetectable as its made its way across the field to consume Daemon. Now this beast certainly wasn't a natural occurrence of nature this thing seemed something familar like... A summoning jutsu.

Standing up on the roof of the home Daemon would begin to brace himself for the assault from the beast. Just as it would raise its massive paw he would leap into the air the end of the claw able to knick his shoe, "Phew that was too close for comfort." He would land on the beasts head as he prepared his own counter strike.

Forming the necessary hand signs he would leap from the beasts back expanding his chest and filling it with water made of melded chakra. Upon releasing the torrent of water it would shoot forward morphing into the shape of a giant dragon as it rushed forward to it intended target, "Suiton: Explosive Bite of the Water Dragon!"

The water dragon would slam into the beast with great explosive force as the remainder of the jutsu's water rain down into the snow. Daemon would now fall back into the ground as he would lung forward taking a kunai and explosive tag throwing it towards the same spot as the water dragon. while the beast was still stunned. Now was the time to do major damage.
Daemon would follow behind the potential explosive kunai unsheathing his blade. He would wait for the kunai's impact and explosion as the beast would fall over. Daemon himself leaping into the sky he would let gravity pull him down quickly attempting to administer the finishing blow to the unsuspecting wolf. But just then the beast would disappear being completely replaced by ball of white smoke.

Daemon's assumption was correct the beast had been a summoning but who would do such a thing to their own village? It was then that Daemon noticed a mask figure not far off from where the beast feel he would run foward shouting, "Hey you! I'm gonna kick your ass for giving these nice people such a hard time."

Upon hearing his words the mask figure would take off running. It seemed summoning a giant wolf to do his business was the extent of his powers which meant this was an easy picking for Daemon. Taking off in a sprint it would be long before Daemon reach him. The masked man had thrown several shuriken in attempt to stop Daemon...

But he would use his blade to avoid the assault while reusing one of them to trip the man. As he fell into the deep snow Daemon had managed to catch up but not quick enough to subdue him. The man would prove to be more feisty then thought as he regain his footing while managing to throw a few quick punches towards Daemon...

Leaping backwards Daemon would sheath his blade, if the man wanted hand to hand combat he was certainly happy to oblige. Dodging all the hits but one Daemon had managed to catch the last punch. Grabbing the man firmly with both hands he would lift the man flipping him over himself and slamming him back into the ground.

It that point Daemon would manage to shove his own boat into the neck of the assailant as the nearby villagers began to surround the two of them, "This ought to teach you not to mess with people man. Raising the defeat ninja to his feet forcibly he would hand em' off to the police of the snow country to charge him of his crimes.

Running his fingers through his hair Daemon would sigh as this mission was a little more difficult then those he liked to participate in during his free times. He would smile as he walked back to the snow village to rest for the remainder of his stay, "All in a days work I ought to say..."

(Mission Complete)

WC: 972
CP: 232.5 (Started W/ 250)
Items Used: 1 Kunai and Explosive Tag

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Today was a day to care for others Daemon would think... He would make his way down to the animal shelter to care for the various cats and dogs on site and maybe even get a few adopted for. He heard the certain place he was going to was having a hard time finding good reliable staff but he but he wasn't one to dwell on jobs past mistakes.

Walking through the doors to the office Daemon would talk to the receptionist as to why he was here
After confirmation he would walk back into the adoption wing where he was created by the doctor and given his tasks. They were quiet simple, mostly just cleaning and preparation for future possible families for the pets. Today he would be working with the baby kittens and pups.

His first assignment was to give the kittens and pups a bath then shortly after clean their cages for viewings. He would first starts with the pups seeing as how water had not been one of their natural enemies. Their were three of each both kitten and pup so this wouldn't take long.

Starting with an all black dog with blue eyes Daemon would smile as it barked loudly and wagged its tail. The other two were just as simple they where twin dalmatians pups. Funny thing was that most of the soap and water ended up on Daemons tarp as the both attempted to jump and eat his hair...

For the next step this wouldn't be quiet so easy. Of course for the most part kittens cleaned themselves or was that cats? Any who Daemon would start with an orange and white one who would be the most rowdy scratching deep into Daemons left arm, "Ouch..." The next to were much easier seeing as Daemon only suffered from a case of Adorable Kitten Disease.

Following the trend of the washing Daemon would clean all the cages making sure all the smells and marks where gone before he put them back into their. His next assignment was much easier than the first just replacing the old water with fresh water and giving them more food and milk. "Ok... done," he would say sighing as he heard all the nibbling from the pets.

Now it was time to get them adopted to the right families. The first three clients were from the Inuzuka clan so giving them an the three pups where as easy as breathing. Daemon knew they would be taken care of sense their Ninja Arts required them to be so. Now with the kittens were slightly different. It was almost closing time as the sun slowly set over the horizon.

Just as Daemon was going to lock up shop a young lady ran into breathing heavily, "Ummm... Sir I'm here to adopt a kitten. Daemon would smile in response as he gestured here over to the cages, "Pick you choice mam. The lady stood confused as she shook back and forth shouting, "Uh... I can't decided... I'll take them all !"

Daemon would become shocked at the ladies request yet would refuse. He would open the cage to the first one only to see how she would react. She reached for the kitten instantly cuddling it, "Hello sweetheart." You could visibly see the love and affection escape her eyes as she held the kitten Daemon knew she was the perfect one for the kittens and so he unlocked all the cages and helped the lady to her home after work closing the hospital then going home himself, "All in a Days work," he would say proudly.

(Mission Complete)

WC: 596

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You can never trust those that never directly work for the village Daemon had thought as today he was being sent on a mission to uncover the secrets of a powerful warlord. Daemon felt confident about his talents of doing his job because it meant utilizing his skills of hiding in darkness. Of course what worked to his advantage that it was pitch dark here the only thing illuminating the dry steppe was the light of the war lords henchmen's lanterns.

Daemon himself wouldn't require light his was trained to perform in the darkest environments. Although it did help following the lights of the lanterns. The warlord stood in the middle of five henchman Daemon could barely see him which wasn't a good sign. He would climb the closet tree following them slowly and silently managing to stay out of the reach of the illuminating light.

He himself dress in his Anbu Black Ops uniform and black cloak roamed the forest like a ninja of the night. It wasn't much longer when the warlord and his crew reached their warehouse which had become immediately suspicious to Daemon. Why would a Horse Warlord need a warehouse and one of such great size at that hidden on the outskirts of the land...

Daemon stayed within the trees as there were guards scattered all around the building. Daemon would pulls some binoculars from his pouch following the whereabouts of the Warlord. Leaving outside of the limits of the binoculars it was time to Daemon to advance forward. Hidden behind a few crates' he would decided to open one to seen its contents.

Using a rather sharp kunai he managed to cut a small whole in the crate as it black powder seeped from its home, "Huh... Gunpowder?" His curiosity now peeked Daemon had to find out what was within the warehouse. To do that he would have to blend in a art known by the Anbu pretty well. Sneaking behind a security guard he would knock him unconscious and taking his clothing and mask hiding the guards body and his items behind the crates.

Now continuing foward stuffing his village headband into his pockets he would walk forward towards the warehouse doors he would open them slowly. Upon walking in he would notice the warlord walking into a small office. Daemon would continue down the pathway towards the factory of the building... What he found surprised even him as he knew he had to do something personally to stop it.

The factory was set to build powerful weapons which utilized extremely powerful explosive weapons, "So that's what the gun powder was for this is troubling," he would say as he walked toward a conveyer belt. That wasn't all either... Making his way towards back towards the office he would a list of shipping details. The factory was selling these weapons to enemy countries and territories.

Daemon knew he had to stop it. He knew he had to shut this place down and he knew exactly how. He made his way over to the biggest deposit of gunpowder within the warehouse. Now this part was a little trickey but if he managed to pull it off ge could successfully destory the whole warehouse. He would do this with an explosive tag funny thing about this warehouse was that it was full of things which wasn't very friendly with fire.

Setting a tag at the end of the crates he would make sure it was invisible from each and every angle. He would run away from the tag as it ignited. He would first run by the warlords office knocking on the door as he laughed somewhat childishly, "Knock knock... Surprise Delivery!" Daemon sped quickly out of the warehouse as the workers and the warlord followed his example as they say the smoke flaring near the gun powder.

A worker would cry out in fear as the tag began to flash signaling the explosion, "SHE'S GONNA BLOW TAKE COVER!!!" As soon as Daemon made it out of the Warehouse he would hear a loud explosion which echoed through the whole work site. Daemon stand for a moment watching the building go up in flames as if he wanted a moment to take notice of his work. But the moment would be shortly lived as the others ran out in a herd of people.

Workers who weren't as traumatized managed to point at Daemon revealing his secrets. He would smile as a flaming piece of debris fell from the sky perfectly aligned with the decent sized deposit of gunpowder, "Well that's my que... It was fun guys." Now sprinting towards his possession hidden early he would be hidden behind a giant cloud of smoke from the explosion moments before. "Phew that was close," he would say as he changed back into his Anbu clothing.

Still keeping his headband hidden he would run back into the forest now shrouding himself completely in darkness watching his work. Flaming debris flying everywhere setting off explosion after explosion it was amazing that no one was hurt in this fire show well maybe hair and eyebrows hehe. "Mission Complete I would say," as he walked back to his village to report the suspicious activity.

WC: 862
CP: 232.5
Items Used: One Explosive Tag