"Katon: Karyuu Endan!"
The supporting tree branch snapped under the pressure of the attack. The fleeing Konoha ninja swore and barely avoided careening right into the tree's thick trunk.
"Cut him off!"
The Rain pursuers immediately pounced on the off-balanced fugitive. A shower of shuriken pinned the target's limbs to the nearby tree and caused the target to elicit a very high pitched howling scream.
"Fucking bastard screams like a girl," one of the panting Rain ninja uttered as he delivered a powerful kick against the downed enemy ninja's ribcage. The resulting groan of pain and agony was like music to their ears. A second pursuer then kicked the masked Konoha nin hard enough to break ribs. One of the Rain nin laughed at hearing the satisfying sound of bones breaking.
"Not so tough now, are you?"
"Enough! Let's just get rid of him and report back," a grumpy kunoichi voiced.
A few of her colleagues sneered back at her. The anger and frustration from everyone rolled in waves. The little bastard and his friends trespassed into their country and killed dozens of their colleagues and friends. They were entitled to inflict just punishment to animals like this Konoha piece of waste.
"Get the mask off of him. I want to look into the bastard's eyes when we make him bleed to death."
The Rain nin ripped the mask off and gasped at the sight that greeted them. With frenzied haste, they ripped the rest of the clothing off and then stepped back to admire the view.
Laid out before them was possibly the most beautiful and most perfect female vision any one of them had ever beheld. The girl had the creamiest white skin, mired only by dirt and patches of red blood and a slender torso that curved in all the right places and at all the right angles. The straight sun kissed golden blonde hair was held in two separate pigtails that made her look even younger than her pixy visage suggested. Coupled with lush red lips and big, sparking blue eyes, the Konoha kunoichi looked like an angel, no a goddess; a captured and vulnerable goddess no less.
These ninja were some of the best fighters in their village, but they were still male. Their breaths came in shallow gasps and their pants tightened. One large Rain nin suddenly moved forward, roughly grabbed the naked, bleeding blonde and threw her on the ground before the others. To the surprise of the ninja's teammates, he began divesting his trousers.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"Shut up. I'm just teaching this little Konoha bitch a lesson that she'll remember for all eternity."
"You can't—"
"You don't tell me what I can or can't do! The captain died because of this whore!" the Rain shinobi roared in anger and rage. Indeed, the unit's leader had been one of the first to fall.
The embittered passions of the ambush proved too much for many Rain ninja. At the start of the battle, they had every possible advantage. They had prior intelligence; they had the tactical upper hand; they had the numerical superiority; they even had the Konoha spies trapped.
Victory had been all but certain until a strange mist appeared to provide cover for the enemy. Even then they had assumed that their victory had only been delayed. They were making preparations for the final push when everything went wrong. Enemy ninja popped out of nowhere and blitzed through the ranks, sowing confusion. While pursuing the newcomers, the Rain ninja ran straight into an enemy ambush inside the Mirage Forest. A horrific, fiery inferno claimed all of the deployed Rain commanders and resulted in the loss of almost half of their numbers. The present special forces team was the one unit spared and thus, tasked to give chase. It was unthinkable that a little girl was responsible for so much death, suffering and grief.
The Rain ninja sneered at the blonde. No, this was not a girl. This was a demoness, an unholy succubus given the form of an angel. Large, calloused, masculine hands sought and easily found soft, taut, feminine flesh. Some of the onlookers shifted uneasily as their colleague played sadistically with his pretty prey. Others, however, were distinctly turned on by the Konoha kunoichi's futile struggles and helpless whimpers.
"What is everyone waiting for? We can share and it would be a shame to let such a tight pussy go to waste." It would not satisfy the speaking shinobi to just rape the female before him. That was too small a punishment for the Konoha bitch. The Rain nin was determined to have her drowned in piss and cum. Like a silver tongued devil, he cajoled his comrades to join him in debauchery and an orgy of sexual violence.
"Come join us, Kaoru. I know you've never done something like this but just try it. I guarantee you'll like it."
The ninja named Kaoru remained most hesitant despite being turned on by the naked female specimen.
"Here, why don't you take the first plunge? You might even get lucky and score a virgin. She sure looks young enough to be one."
The girl's increasingly fierce and desperate struggles seemed to give credence to the perverse Rain ninja's presumption. Dark laughter hung heavily in the air.
"We're going to slit her throat anyway, so where's the harm in a little fun. Just look at her. How can you say no to this? Just this once." After all, where was the harm in taking a little pleasure especially when it wouldn't even matter at the end of the day? The girl would be dead by then. Slowly but surely, all but two fell sway to the devil's honeyed words and to the irresistible sight of the naked golden goddess-captive.
"This is despicable! Rest assured that I'll report this incident," the disgusted kunoichi stated, but it was like speaking to a wall. The men did not even bother to listen and she chose not to press the issue needlessly. Besides being female, she was still first and foremost a ninja of Hidden Rain. The Konoha female was the enemy and the aggressor. Then, there was also the fact that no matter how outraged she tried to act, a small part of her found perverse pleasure in the other, more beautiful, kunoichi's plight. Besides, she really would die soon, so it was not like she was going to be tortured and raped for an extended period of time.
"Looks like the bitch has something to say. What is it, you little slut?" Laughing gaily, the Rain shinobi played with their captive like cats would with mice. They were not going to settle for the conventional wham-bam, oh no. They wanted to remember this forbidden real life fantasy years from now.
"Look, she has something in her mouth." The ring leader harshly grabbed the kunoichi's thin neck with his meaty paws. With a choking cough, the blonde spat out a small yellow piece of paper, which landed on his chest.
"What the hell is this?" He glared at their girl toy. When the doomed female gazed back with ghostly blue eyes, the Rain provocateur suddenly felt less powerful, less in charge and less sure of himself. His ninja senses screamed to him that something was wrong.
Alas, it was too late.
"You're dead."
No one even had a chance to scream as the explosive tag ignited and consumed all the Rain shinobi in one giant ball of fire. Their nakedness and close proximity to the blast's epicenter left them not even a prayer's chance of surviving. The near full complement of Rain ninja was reduced to a shower of fleshy bits that painted the surrounding trees a deep vivid red. The sole kunoichi, standing further away, was spared from death by immolation, but the shockwave slammed her against a nearby tree trunk. She lost her left eye, along with motor functions for half of her body. The half crippled Rain ninja could do little as the real Konoha ninja leisurely walked toward her.
Despair, frustration, disappointment, anger and regret all flooded through the Rain female's mind. How could they have been so stupid, so blinded by hate and anger? The Konoha nin stopped just a couple feet away from her. This close up, she realized just how battered and bruised her enemy was. Unfortunately, she was in no position to challenge him.
"That was actually my last explosive scroll," the Konoha ninja admitted.
She figured as much. If she had only tried harder to stop her teammates, they would still be alive. This bloody and bruised Konoha ninja would have stood no chance. Nevertheless, the revelation of just how much the odds had favored them stung. It made her teammates' stupidity and her own complacency seem that much stupider. A fresh rolling wave of agonizing pain briefly paralyzed her mind from making subsequent mental exertions.
"I don't take particular pleasure in killing. But given what happened here, it's hard to be sympathetic to you… or them."
The female shivered as she felt disgust and revulsion roll off of the enemy nin in angry waves. The steel edge of a kunai flashed in the moonlight.
"Still, for what it's worth, I'll make this quick."
The Rain kunoichi bowed her head as if in thankful prayer. She knew it was far more than she deserved. If the young shinobi before her was any indication of the quality of ninja in Konoha, then maybe there was a good reason why Konoha was the strongest of the big five ninja villages and Rain was not. Her wandering thoughts ceased, however, when a kunai was driven into the base of her skull.
Haruto pulled the bloody blade out and wiped the gory mess on the dead kunoichi's robes. Gazing at his empty equipment pouch, the young ANBU frowned. Great. He was running low in the armament department.
"I don't usually do this, so I hope you don't mind," Haruto muttered as he proceeded to leaf through his latest opponent's clothing for excess weaponry. In the deathly silence, his joke fell on a distinctively deaf ear.
Lacking the economic wealth and financial infrastructure of its prosperous neighbor, Hidden Rain could not provide its ninja with the quantity and quality of heavy items that Konoha's best had. That fact largely explained Haruto's extraordinary success at devastating the Rain forces using heavy explosive tags. But the Rain shinobi appeared rather well stocked in terms of conventional shinobi weaponry. Without hesitation, Haruto repossessed the dead kunoichi's supply of shuriken and miscellaneous small arms. He also took her blade, a neat little pouch of senbon needles, and most importantly, a small medical kit.
Rearmed and having come down from the mission high, Haruto popped one of his few remaining soldier pills into his mouth. He was now prepared to link up with his allies. That is, if they were still alive…