A dark turn

"Kraa, kraa, kraa"

Birds fleeing the scene were the only signs of life outside the village gates on this one fateful night. A shadowy figure stood above the newly made corpse of a leaf village guard, the blood running down her akatski robe going unnoticed by every person in Konoha except one.

Konan retrieved her paper shuriken from the body in front of her. Her blank, expressionless face showed no sign of remorse. Rather, slight signs of annoyance appeared because of what had caused delay to her mission. Apparently, something had drawn ninja's from all the different nations towards this village, and she had been tasked with finding out what. Standing up straight, she brushed herself off before calmly walking towards the now unguarded gates.

*crick*

Konan did an abrupt 180 at the sound of a branch breaking off of a nearby three. A murderous aura left her as she saw the silhouette of a falling peeping Tom hit the ground, before frantically reaching for something lying in front of him.

Not about to allow the use of a jutsu, Konan took initiative by quickly shooting the shrouded object out of the downed person's hands. She then proceeded to form a paper needle which she mercilessly delivered straight into her unfortunate victim's skull. Needless to say, he fell to the ground instantaneously.

Still on guard, the blue haired assassin walked over to what was now her second corpse of the day. It was a young blond leaf village ninja, his homestead made clear by the ninja headband that she'd split clean in half. Picking up the object she'd disarmed, she learned that it had been a simple note book.

*The lady can't hurt me* seemed to have been the last thing written in it.

Konan was the last person to underestimate the power of paper, but even to her this seemed a bit ****. Glaring down at the body in front of her, she made sure to disprove the written sentiment by piercing the boy's heart with an origami spear. Adrenaline finally leaving her body, she once more turned towards the gates she'd previously headed towards. She'd prefer to properly clean the crime scene, but having killed two unintended targets had put her on a timer. It was only a matter of time before someone noticed their absence, and she'd have to...

*scribble scribble*

Swiftly firing a blizzard of paper towards the somehow still breathing boy behind her, Konan froze as she saw him disappear into thin air, only to feel his presence reappear somewhere within the village a moment later.