Slaughter

Not a second after hearing those words, "Boss" vanished and appeared behind the man that had spoken his last words. Boss grabbed him by the head and squashed it instantly. Boss was a tan-skinned guy with long spikey brown-reddish hair that ran to the middle of his back. He looked no more than a few years older than twenty. Boss was shirtless, which showed his body littered with scars, with baggy red pants with diamond designs going from the center to the bottom of the pants. He had on both arms markings that resembled fluid motion from the tip of his fingers to his heart. He wore metal weights on each of his ankles and wrists.

"Someone else, give me a report that is worth my time. I tire of everyone's constant failures!"

Witnessing the undeniable fatality in front of them, they froze. The shinobi knew, in the face of overwhelming tyranny that only answers that satisfied the ruler, the Boss, is acceptable. However, none could say anything, for they were frozen in time and unable to even process what happened. That was until one man from the squad came back to his senses.

"Bbbbbboss, your wife gave bbirth during the mission, sir."

"Ohh that's wonderful news, tonight, we will celebrate. Hahahaaa, where is my beloved child?" He turned around with a bright smile on his bold and attractive face.

"Right here, boss, it's a beautiful baby girl, sir." He said with a flash of relief across his face.

"And also, where is my wife?"

Fidgeting and muttering, he begins to point behind him, parting the sea of ninja behind him with a single finger

, final revealing a body covered by a blood-stained white sheet.

Slowly, the Boss's eyes forming a cross-shaped iris with the already present irises expanding turning a vibrant red, and hair-rising, beginning to become a navy blue, from the fury that fumes inside him. A single horn stretches from his head as he lets out a monstrous howl, and then, he grabs me and begins to kill off all the villagers.

While holding me in one hand, he begins his massacre. Left and right, bodies are splitting apart, bones are being contorted and shatter, and from every direction, blood thrown. Swiftly killing the members of the third squad, the surrounding villagers watch in utter amazement and horror. When reappeared in front of them once more, he looked around, and with rage-filled eyes, he held up a spine he ripped out of the fallen shinobi.

"All who wishes to have a quick death, bring me all the ninja arts you possess. For those who still think they can fight, bring a shovel."

Without a doubt, nobody had the will to find this demon, all of them clamoring around emptying their houses of all the stolen scrolls filled with techniques, this was, of course, a village that was made by bandits and rogue shinobi. After emptying their houses, they bring all they could to the Boss before going back to make sure they didn't forget anything. They then knelt before him, in his natural form, and begged to be spared. He gathers them all in sack then grabs a scroll that.

" Good, now ill see you all in hell, hahaha. Fire style: Grand fireball jutsu."

Boom, jumping up in the air, he blew a massive blue, red fireball at the villagers, causing an explosion. The ground burning from the seething blue and red flames, bodies could be seen slowly melting — Poof, a puff of white smoke, revealing his true identity.

"Heehee, little one where gonna have a lot of fun. However, there is another situation that interests me, so our fun will have to be postponed."