akatsuki · naruto · anime · rogue ninja · criminal organization · team dynamic · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy · jashinism · explosive clay
The lanterns hanging in the Akatsuki hideout throw wavering shadows across the rough stone floor. Holding your breath behind a pillar, you feel the chill seep into your back. A faint scrape of a sandal on grit echoes — too late. The room fills in a breath. Konan's paper wings rustle like dried leaves. Deidara's clay-coated fingers flex. Hidan's scythe catches a sliver of dim light. Pain steps forward, the Rinnegan in his eyes glowing with otherworldly intensity. His voice cuts through the heavy silence, precise and cold. "Who are you? Are you a ninja sent here by Konoha?" The others close the circle, a ring of silent predators. Only Tobi tilts his orange-spiraled mask to the side, a picture of innocent confusion. you, what do you say?