7 Chapter 7: Take Me To Your Leader

It took Sora at least an hour to convince himself that no one was following him. The police had tried to catch him when he was seen from a distance, running away from the scene.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to use the transformation jutsu to disguise himself before running away. He was almost caught a few times, after all it was impossible to escape a car on foot. He managed to escape due to his continuous use of the transformation jutsu.

It was only after he didn't see them for about half an hour that he calmed down. After he changed his appearance the first time,they lost track of him but he was being cautious.

Sora, who now looked like an average middle aged man with light brown hair and eyes of the same color. He was of average height and was a bit fat. He walked into a local supermarket that he found close-by.

He headed straight for the men's bathroom which was thankfully empty. He entered an empty stall before dispelling the transformation, revealing his normal twelve year old appearance.

'You can never be too cautious.' He thought as he walked out of the stall and out of the supermarket.

Knowing he had limited time, he racked his brain to think of a secluded place to interrogate the hopefully alive man in his inventory.

'I can't take him to my apartment since I don't want to link anything to me. There are almost no secluded alleys here. I don't have the time or ability to find out where he lives without bringing him out. So where? I'm running out of time.' An idea suddenly came to mind.

He then 'borrowed' a bike from one of the many bike in the supermarket parking lot. He pedaled as fast as he could, not slowing down one bit. Soon he reached a somewhat noisy neighborhood.

'Perfect.' He thought as he hit the brakes. At this point he was very far away from his apartment to get home after he was done meeting this 'boss' but this took priority.

He dropped the bike beside a tree and walked towards a random house. Looking around to make sure no one was watching him, he knocked on the door as he prepared his hands.

Less than a minute later, a middle aged man opened the door, looking annoyed.

"What do you want kid? I'm not buying any chocol-" Before he could finish, Sora was already done with the hand seals, freezing the man in place.

"Let me in." Sora said simply in a tone that contained a bit of impatience. The man watched impassively as Sora walked into the house like it was his own.

Locking the door and knocking the man unconscious with a hit to the neck. Without wasting time, he brought the man out of his inventory. He let out a breath of relief as he watched as the man's chest slowing moved up and down, signifying that he was still alive.

'He's alive. Now for some answers.' He thought, as he slapped the man awake. It took more than a few slaps to wake him up but he eventually did.

"What happened!? Where the hell am I!?" He yelled until his eyes fell on Sora.

"You! Get away from me you freak!" He screamed with fear in his voice as Sora stalked closer to him.

"Let's not waste any time. Where is your boss?" Sora said seriously.

"You're talking to him! I don't work for anyone!" He said frantically, a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Don't lie to me. Your boss called already. He's calling you to meet him and it seems you know where he is." Sora started as the man's eyes widened in shock and fear.

"T-that's-" he was interrupted as Sora continued speaking.

"So here's what's going to happen. Your men are dead and you'll soon join them if you choose wrong. You're going to take me to this meeting point and I'll consider leaving you alive." He finished. The man opened his mouth to speak but Sora continued before he could say anything.

"If you try to trick me, then I'll be learning about the human anatomy with a live specimen to research on. Just so you know, I'm not experienced at all in the medical field." He threatened calmly.

Throughout the time he spoke, not once did his voice fluctuate, further convincing the man that he would follow through with it.

Just for insurance, Sora casted a fear inducing genjutsu just before he started the 'interrogation' of it could be called that with how fast it was. That's why he didn't get violent as it would break him out of the illusion.

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'Freaking monster!!!' The man thought as he had no choice but to obey if he wanted to live. His choice was influenced by fear but he had chosen the safer option; taking him to the meeting place.

It was either that or death. He was pretty sure if he escaped and went back to his boss, he'd be killed by him. If he tried to trick the kid, the freaky kid will kill him himself. The safest option he chose was to take the kid to his boss and hope his boss kills him for ruining their operation.

"W-we're here." He said as he stopped the car. The car belonged to the man whose house Sora used for his interrogation.

'Why must they always be so cliché with the abandon warehouse as a base or something.' He thought as he came down from the car and looked at the seemingly abandoned warehouse.

'Though that could change at any moment if he has anyone else in there.' He thought and then turned to the still shaken man.

"Apart from your crew, how many others are part of your little gang?" He asked the man who seemed to gain a bit of confidence.

"Oh there're a lot more. Me and my boys are just the pickup crew, the rest of them are the real deal. Though they might not be here since the boss likes his meetings to be quiet." The man answered as his voice became quieter and less confident as he finished.

"Good. You're free to go." Sora said, not looking at the man whose face displayed disbelief.

"Really?" He asked, unsure if he heard properly.

"You heard what I said. Get out of my sight!" Sora hissed at him. Afraid that the freak in front of him was going to change his mind, he broke into a sprint. He didn't go far when a kitchen knife found itself embedded in the back of his skull. Before he could register the pain, he died immediately.

'I'm sorry but I can't let you go. You've seen too much.' He thought as he pulled his knife out of the man's bloody skull, careful not to touch the blood. He cleaned the blood on the now dead man's clothes and stored it back into his inventory.

He turned back to the warehouse, his full attention now on it. It had been at least three hours since the boss called. It had taken them about an hour to get here meaning that he was already late.

His hands formed a hand sign and a puff of smoke covered him before it dissipated, revealing an exact copy of the dead man on the floor, except this one didn't have a hole in his head.

'Alright. Time to meet this leader.' He thought as he cautiously walked towards what could be potentially dangerous and deadly.