~Kiru's POV~

I looked down at the dead corpse, in front of me. Mildly disgusted, I kicked her in the face. I haven't been called by my actual name for years. It was unnatural and disturbing for someone like her to call me Kiru. I decided to make up a name: Breakdown. I looked over my work of art. I hope Jashin is looking down on me proud. I needed to name it.

(Why do you think I was not calling her name in the past chapter?)

I got my own blood and drew in the ground: 'Breakdown.' I think I'll start doing that to every one of my sacrifices. Think of it as a signature for me. It would be nice to let people know that this is my sacrifices and no one else's, the credits all mine! Hisssss! But then again, it's not like anyone will know my face.

Soon after, I extracted all of the weapons that stuck out of my form as body began to heal the openings. I love the fact that my body can heal fast.

Those damn scientist are good for something. Even so, I'm not going back to them. I wonder if they are ever going to figure out that the one named Breakdown is me.

***

Another month has past ever since I've named myself. Blood poured out of my recently-made stab wounds. I finished up the ritual. This might be my 54th sacrifice? Maybe, maybe not. I lost count. I started down at my sacrifice. He seemed to be a Jonin looking to take me down. His dead body is evidence that he failed. I took some of my blood once more and wrote next to his corpse: 'Breakdown.' I honestly don't know why that name but I don't care.

I looked through the Jonin's pockets, hoping to find something. He had nothing on him except a bingo book. Really? I hoped to find some food pills or maybe some spare kunai. I might as well look through his book. It seemed to be recently updated. I scanned my eyes over the many S-ranked or SS-ranked ninjas. Maybe this is some valuable information. Zabuza Momochi... Kakashi Hatake... Orochimaru... My breath hitched, stopping at one of the pages. Page 106 was titled Breakdown.

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Name: Breakdown

Current Ninja Rank: N/A

Affilation: None

Details

Only recently a individual has named themselves 'Breakdown.' Many fellow ninja have reported this person's killings. Those who fell victim to Breakdown has been murdered in violent ways. No one knows how he/she has kill them or if Breakdown is their real name. or why they are killing. No one knows the appearance of the mass murderer. However, an ocuring pattern in their killings is a symbol of a upside down triangle inside a circle.

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That was the information it gave. I chuckled slightly. I only named myself Breakdown a month ago and I'm already in the bingo books? It didn't even have a photo. I must be good. Yet it angers me to see that they don't recognize the Jashin symbol. Like seriously, can't people do some f*cking research?! I sighed.

Suddenly, my ears perked up at distant talking.

"I'm telling you, Art is an Explosion, un!"

"Shut up, brat. You don't know what real art is."

"You're the delusional one here!"

What... the hell? One of the voices was low and grave while the other one had a pretty high voice compared to the other one yet not high enough to be a girl's. Why are they talking about art? It doesn't matter. Maybe I can finally make them into converts. Using my spear as support -because I'm a lazy *ss f*cker- I stood up from my spot.

My body froze.

What...? How the hell is that even possible?! One of them has four mouths and the other one isn't even human but... it has a heart. Wait, is that thing made out of wood?! How does it have chakra?! What the hell? This is something I definitely need to confront. I left my ritaul space and closer to the bickering two. Their words became louder as neared them.

I brushed pass the bushes to see two guys. One of them was a male blonde. His hair was abnormally long for a dude as his fringe covered his left eye the other blue eye was visible. The rest of it was down while another layer of it was put in a ponytail. How does this guy have four mouths? The other was a short and wide. Its 'skin' was tan and the bottom half of its 'face' covered by a black cloth. Its 'hair' looked like a Mohawk in five different places and stuck up at the back. Both of them were clothed in black cloaks with red clouds decorating them.

The two stopped arguing as they snapped their gazes to me. Well, f*ck. "Great, brat. You've exposed us." The non-human stated to the blonde. I just looked at the two. I know the blonde is a male but how the f*ck does a man make themselves look a girl.

I don't know any guy that grows his hair that long. Well, now I do. The other one, I don't know if it's a guy or a girl. "Are you a boy or girl?" I asked out of the blue. They glanced at each other. The wooden guy nudged its head to the blonde. He snapped his head to me, like I aimed the question at him. The blonde growled.

"I AM A MAN, UN!" He screamed at me. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about that wood fucker next to you." I remarked.The duo looked at me in confusion. The blonde spoke up again.

"How do you know about him being wood?"

~Third Person's POV~

"The exact same way I know about you having four mouths. There is one thing in this universe that will always be there no matter what. But I leave that up to you to figure out because I can't be asked to explain jacksh*t right now. But it has to do with me sensing stuff." Kiru hinted lazily.

They looked at the girl with slight awe. Kiru never wanted to reveal her technique... With one exception. But she knew that would never happen. Even so, she was nothing special. She could do something as a result of the experiments thus why she would kill everyone as soon as they see her power. But all she has left is higher than average speed and being able to handle weapons decently.

The information sunk into the brains of the two. So she could sense something that is always there, no matter what. Why would she know that the blonde was a boy when clearly looked like a Barbie doll? What aspect of him did he have that would make him a boy but not his master?

The blonde was first to react as he covered his crotch area. "WHAT THE HELL?! WHY CAN YOU SENSE MY JUNK?!" He yelled again, his cheeks turning red. She rolled my eyes, already hating the guy.

"Sacrifices had to be made." The puppet thing grumbled.

Kiru shrugged. "I can't help it. I don't want to but it happens but I'll leave you in your confusion for now." I answered the blonde's question. She turned to wood dude. "So I'm guessing you're a guy. Are you coming out of that thing or not?" The Jashinist asked, she knew that something else was inside the puppet. He snarled at the girl.

All of a sudden, a scorpion-like tail flew over to Kiru. "What the f*ck?! What did I do?!" She yelled at the wooden man. She just dodged to the side of the blades. The tail curved around to her, fast. Kiru could sense poison entailing the tip of the blade. If she were to be poisoned with it, she knew it would take a week for her to recover. And she wasn't planning on laying around, throwing up her guts for a week.

'F*ck, F*ck, F*ck, F*ck. Do something!' She thought frantically. She brought out her spear deflecting it well having to stay light on her feet. It's was like a she was forced to dancing on burning charcoal, she couldn't stay in one place for too long or she would be poisoned.

Suddenly, the tail knocked her spear out of her hand and into air. As if the puppet knew, he swung his tail above her so she couldn't retrieve her only means of defense. She could only dodge the poisoned blade, frustrated. Yet she wasn't one to have great stamina. She could feel herself slow down, her breathing becoming irregular and sharp.

The tail closed in on her. There was no way she could dodge it at that pace and with her current state. On instinct, Kiru did what she could only do now. She exploded. It was like before yet she only exited in a different fashion. Her chakra misting the air.

"Where did she go?" The puppet asked, angered.

"Now that's what I call art, un!" The blonde called out. 

"Well, I only came here to confront if puppet guy was a boy or girl and what was up with your four mouths. But it looks like I'm not getting any answers. So I might as well ask you a question. Do you want to join Jashinism?" Kiru asked, her voice echoing in the air.

Time stopped for them. They knew that so called religion from their silver-haired peer. As far as they knew, that religion was small. Did this girl have anything to do with him?

"Did you say Jashinism?" The wood man asked suspiciously. They could hear it but Kiru drew a sharp breath, looking at the wood man in confusion. Her chakra swirled around before recreating her body again. 

Kiru looked to the puppet and raised an eyebrow. "Yes, do you know the religion? Do you worship Jashin too? Are you a convert or what?" She asked many questions. How did he know about Jashinism?

The puppet looked over at the blonde. The blonde sighed but reluctantly nodded. The four mouthed man walked over to the Jashinist. He made no move to attack the girl so she didn't do anything. "What is your name?"

"What yours?" She challenged, her golden eyes glinting. Barely, she could hear him growl lowly. 'Well, I hate you too.' She thought.

"Deidara and his is Sasori, un." He answered, narrowing his eye at the girl. Her eyes widened a fraction before going to normal. She recognized their names from the bingo book. She nodded as she gave them the answer they wanted.

"My real name is none of your business but I go by Breakdown." Kiru answered. The newly dubbed, Deidara looked at the girl with wide eyes.

"You're Breakdown?" He asked slowly.

"Yup, I just finished a ritual just a bit ago." She popped the 'p', jerking her thumb behind her back. His eye began to scan her up and down until they both connected eyes again.

"Sorrynotsorry." He whispered.

"What do y-" A fist came flying to her face. The pain jolted through Kiru's body. The impact made her see black dots. Her knees buckled as she was consumed by darkness.

~Deidara's POV~

I caught the silver haired girl in my arms. I turned to Sasori no danna. "Do you think Breakdown has something to do with Hidan, un?" I asked. The so called 'Breakdown' was annoying but made me curious.

He didn't really seem to be bothered about the girl yet he still answered. "She seems to be a fellow 'Jashinist' as Hidan calls it. And look around her neck. It's the same necklace that Hidan has." He pointed out.

I looked to her neck. He was right. It was a chain with the symbol. "Leader-sama may take an interest in her. Her skill is... unique. She could be a great assest to the organization, if not I could use her as a puppet." He grumbled at the end. I honestly don't want her in the Akatsuki. That would be a hell to have two Hidans. However, she can be amusing, thinking back to just a few minutes ago.

I snickered. "She's the first person to get my gender right. But if your a puppet, it would make sense why she questioned your gender, un." I chided, earning a glare from danna.

"Sacrifices had to be made!" He snarled at me. I chuckled. "We might as well take her to the base." I sighed. Sasori agreed with me for once. I brought my hand to my clay pouch as the mouth began to infuse chakra into the white material.

Minutes of silence past by until the clay was ready. I began to mould it until it formed a small bird. My mouth spit the animal out. I lifted my hand, parallel to my body with my fore finger and middle finger pointing upwards. Instead of making it explode, I enlarged the clay so it was taller than me.

I laid down the girl as the bird's tail wrapped itself around her body. There was no way I was carrying her. I hopped onto the bird as did Sasori no danna. The bird flapped its wings, soaring into the sky. I looked back at the girl. She did share a resemblance to Hidan, expect she curses less than him. Her hair flew wildly in the wind as she laid limp.

***

It had been an hour or so until the base was in sight. The bird landed next to a cave blocked by a boulder. I leaped off my bird and towards the rock. Whose idea was to put a stone in front of the entrance? I pushed that thought to the back of my head as I began to enter the password. I first inserted my chakra in the right hand corner of the rock.

I waited five seconds, before inserting chakra into the boulder twice in the middle. I made no hesitation to move my chakra downwards. I hold my position for two seconds before channelling chakra in same place once more. I removed my hand from the boulder and performed the signs of ram, snake, horse, tiger.

The ground beneath us started to shake. The boulder began to sink down, revealing a large tunnel. This should direct us to the main base. Every time we move base, the password changes. It's hard to keep track.

Sasori no danna entered first with me and our capture following in suit. After walking through the long dark hall, we entered the living room which was just a stone clearing with decent L-shaped couch with a coffee table, accompanied with a flower pot, and a shelf full of scrolls and books.

Sitting on the couch was a the Uchiha bastard, reading a book. "Itachi, is Hidan around?" Sasori spoke up. Itachi glanced up at us, his damn Sharingan flaring. "No, he's out on a mission. It'll take him and Kakuzu a week at least to return." He explained before returning to his book.

"So where's the leader?" I gritted out.

"Office." He stated, not tearing his eyes away from the page. I huffed before heading to the office, the bird following behind me. Only then did Itachi look up. His eyes landed upon the girl in the bird's tail.

"Who's she?"