Three days later — Land of Earth, Iwagakure.
"Lord Tsuchikage, we can now confirm — the entire squad under Han's command has been wiped out."
"What?"
The Third Tsuchikage, Onoki, widened his eyes in disbelief.
Han too?
This was no ordinary loss.
Han was Iwagakure's Five-Tails Jinchuriki. Unlike Roshi, who wandered the world freely, Han had remained loyal and stationed, serving as a core pillar of the village's defense.
Onoki rarely dispatched him, precisely for his safety. After all, Jinchuriki were assets of war — targets, treasures, and ticking time bombs all at once. Roshi's mysterious death had already made the village uneasy.
Now Han — the more stable and arguably stronger of the two — was gone as well.
And the mission?
A small assignment, barely a hundred miles from the village's borders. No significant threat, no intel warning, nothing unusual. And yet, tragedy.
Han's death wasn't from external injuries. His body was largely intact, like Roshi's. No signs of a drawn-out battle. No defensive wounds. Just one horrifying clue: the complete extraction of the Tailed Beast.
He had been forcibly separated from Kokuo, the Five-Tails.
Onoki stood there in silence, trembling hands balled into tight fists. His stone desk cracked under the weight of his sudden blow.
"DAMMIT!"
This wasn't just a tragedy. This was a calculated takedown of the village's greatest weapons.
"Lord Tsuchikage," one of the Jonin said cautiously, "we believe the enemy is targeting Jinchuriki across the continent. The same has happened in Cloud and Sand as well."
Onoki turned slowly. "...What do you mean Cloud and Sand?"
"Word from our scouts. Cloud has reportedly lost all its tailed beasts. Killer Bee, their Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, has vanished. Even the Two-Tails, Matatabi's host — gone."
The old Kage's blood ran cold. Bee wasn't just any Jinchuriki — he was a perfect one. A full sync with Gyuki, the Eight-Tails.
Cloud losing Bee was a thunderbolt. An entire war could be won or lost on his presence alone.
And Sand?
Gone. Their Tailed Beasts — gone.
The balance of power had shifted overnight. Now Iwagakure stood powerless alongside them.
Only Konoha and Kirigakure remained as potential holders. Two great nations. Two major suspects.
"This damn world," Onoki growled, gripping the edge of his shattered desk. "Water and Fire — always meddling, always scheming!"
Kitsuchi, his son and a high-ranking commander, entered the chamber with grim eyes. "Father, how do we proceed? If what the Jonin says is true, the Tailed Beasts are being hunted one by one. We're next unless we act."
Onoki gave him a side glance. "No — we're not next. We're already done."
Kitsuchi stiffened.
Onoki continued, "We only had Roshi and Han. Both are gone. There are no Tailed Beasts in Iwagakure now."
That sentence hit heavier than any boulder.
Two gone. No Jinchuriki left. No living host. No Tailed Beast caged within Rock borders.
Gone. All of it.
"Tsuchikage-sama," another shinobi stepped forward, lowering his voice, "based on the markings and residual chakra discovered on Han's corpse… it's the same as Roshi's. A forced extraction. Tailed Beast chakra remnants confirm it."
"Which means," Kitsuchi added slowly, "whoever did this… has mastered Bijuu extraction without leaving a trace."
Onoki spat on the ground. "That sort of skill isn't common. It's not something you find in a backwater village. Only someone with advanced fūinjutsu, medical-nin support, and massive chakra control could pull it off. That narrows our list."
He glared at the shinobi before him.
"Konoha… Kirigakure… those damn snakes."
Kitsuchi stayed silent, but his fists trembled.
He knew what this meant. War was coming. Or something worse.
A new Akatsuki?
Some new terrorist force?
Whoever they were, they weren't just removing Jinchuriki. They were stockpiling nuclear weapons in human form.
The era of peace after the Third Shinobi War had lulled the world into comfort.
Now it was ending.
"Send spies to both Konoha and the Mist," Onoki ordered. "I want daily updates. Any movement, even a fart from one of their Jonin, I want to know."
"Yes, sir!"
Onoki turned to Kitsuchi.
"We're going to strengthen our defenses. Activate the underground sealing array. Ready the Earth Golem division. Every Rock Shinobi above Chuunin level is on standby from this moment."
Kitsuchi bowed. "Understood."
"And don't waste time with Cloud or Sand. They're in the same boat now. No Bijuu left, nothing to trade, nothing to steal."
He gave a hollow laugh. "At least we can all be miserable together."
But there was no humor in his tone.
Han was more than a Jinchuriki. He was a symbol — of trust, of power, of stability.
And now?
He was just a corpse.
A Jinchuriki, killed without a sound. A Tailed Beast, stolen without a trace.
The implications were monstrous.
Whoever did this had surpassed the traditional rules of warfare. No flashy invasions. No declarations. Just surgical, lethal force aimed directly at the heart.
Onoki sat back down, a rare silence filling the war chamber.
He rubbed his temples.
Once again, the shinobi world was slipping into chaos.
And this time, it wasn't just about villages fighting villages.
This time… something darker was at work.
Someone who didn't want power shared.
Someone who wanted it all.
Who dares to run rampant in the Land of Earth and disturb us?
"Han, Roshi, and the fallen comrades of Iwagakure... I, Onoki, will avenge you. If I cannot, I have no right to call myself Tsuchikage."
The Land of Lightning – Kumogakure (Cloud Village)
Ai burst into the Raikage's office, his face lit with unrestrained joy.
"Father, amazing news!"
The Third Raikage raised an eyebrow. "What kind of news has you this excited?"
Ai grinned. "The Stone has lost their Jinchūriki. Kurama has taken both the Four-Tails and Five-Tails. Just like us, they no longer have any Tailed Beasts."
"HA!" the Raikage barked out a laugh, slamming his fist on the desk in celebration. "Now that's what I call balance."
"Brother Kurama never lets us down," Ai added with admiration.
In the Raikage's mind, Kurama wasn't acting on behalf of Konoha.
Kurama was the Nine-Tails.
He controlled all the other Tailed Beasts now. And that suited the Raikage just fine. Kurama had already promised—so long as Kumogakure didn't provoke him, he would not cause trouble for the Cloud.
After all, Kurama already claimed the Two-Tails and Eight-Tails. There was nothing left in Kumogakure worth his attention.
Coincidentally, Kumogakure had recently uncovered information about the Six-Tails.
Apparently, the Six-Tails Jinchūriki was a Mist-nin named Bubble—a ten-year-old Genin.
The Six-Tails had been sealed into the boy not long after his birth. That info had cost the Cloud's ANBU a significant amount of effort to obtain.
"This needs to be passed on to Kurama," the Raikage said immediately.
He called for Killer Bee, the former Eight-Tails Jinchūriki.
"Bee, deliver this intel to Brother Kurama personally. Let him know about the Six-Tails."
"Oh yeah! No problemo, I'm the shinobi on the go, rippin' rhymes and bringin' info! Kurama, yo bro, here's the scroll—"
The Third Raikage pinched the bridge of his nose. "...Can you just deliver the message without the concert?"
Even now, Bee's rap was an acquired taste—one the Raikage had not acquired.
Regardless, Killer Bee picked up the intel scroll, nodded confidently, and set out.
He didn't need a team. Anyone else would just slow him down.
Besides, Ai had to stay in the village. They couldn't risk both top-tier shinobi leaving.
Killer Bee traveled alone, his rhymes echoing through the valleys.
Meanwhile, deep beneath the surface, intelligence reached Zetsu.
He had finally pieced things together.
Kurama wasn't just attacking villages. He was collecting Tailed Beasts.
Zetsu didn't know where Kurama had come from, only that he was a Konoha ninja. A mystery, even to the most informed.
Could this mean Konoha was planning to seize all the Tailed Beasts?
Zetsu clicked his tongue. "Heh, Madara-sama will love this. Konoha and Madara, what poetic fate."
With a smirk, Zetsu melted into the earth.
In a dimly lit underground chamber, Madara Uchiha sat before a massive statue—the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
His eyes narrowed as Zetsu reported.
"A Konoha shinobi named Kurama is collecting the Tailed Beasts?"
The name didn't ring a bell.
But Madara trusted his instincts. If Kurama could take down Jinchūriki, he wasn't ordinary.
No, this man was either a perfect Jinchūriki or something far more dangerous.
That he was from Konoha... was troubling.
"Is Konoha behind this... or is Kurama acting alone?" Madara muttered.
Speculation was pointless. If Kurama could move unhindered through multiple nations, then this was a man worth watching.
"Zetsu, keep tabs on this Kurama. Shadow him, monitor every move. Do not let him discover you."
Zetsu chuckled. "Come on, Madara-sama, you know my skills. No one escapes my eyes underground."
Madara leaned forward, eyes gleaming.
"Also, make Nagato to accelerate the plan. It's time we moved faster."
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