The Town of Tears

Jeff entered the ramshackle looking town cautiously as he observed his surroundings. These were people that had survived Pain’s **** on the village and were deemed to be not a threat by the Akatsuki so they were left alone afterward. The Land of Fire was considered to be occupied territory by the other great powers of the Ninja World and these people were considered as prisoners of war by them but they were more concerned with protecting their own citizens rather then trying to free people that were once considered potential adversaries themselves. There were some leaf shinobi that had escaped the attack and the follow up purge but if they operated here they didn’t make their presence know for obvious reasons. The town’s people looked ragged and broken compared to the mostly happy and contended people from the Leaf village in the standard universes.

Jeff approached a fruit stall merchant that clearly didn’t have much to sell anymore. “Tough days for the people of leaf, I hope that soon that changes,” he said. The merchant looked him over clearly seeing that he wasn’t a resident of the town. “What do you know of tough stranger, have you had to watch everyone you love taken away and the life you built for you and your family destroyed ?” “No, but I’ve seen war on many scales and it’s always those on the sidelines that suffer the most because they don’t ask to be involved.” Jeff said. “I’m looking for someone can you point me in the right direction I was told they would be found in this town ?” The fruit merchant was suspicious of Jeff’s intentions he looked him up and down and could tell that he wasn’t an ordinary traveler or another survivor. “Are you from one of the other villages ? You ain’t Akatsuki when they want something or someone they come in **** with those pasty white freaks and search through the whole town till they find who they’re lookin for ?” Jeff replied “ I’m just a simple man looking to find someone change some things for the better and I can start with you.” Jeff laid some gold coins on the fruit merchants out of sight of anyone else’s eyesight. The fruit merchant looked up astounded he clearly hadn’t seen such wealth in a long time “Who can I help you find ?”