Blood Rain ! Morally Wrong [Open, NK]

Mission Details:

The Kumogakure indeed was nothing more than a field of debris and few homes, after the devastation the Bijuu had brought forth. A few hours faded past him, from attempting to search for those who might have been trapped under concrete, or trash that had traveled from the violent waves of wind. Each attack of the 4 tails, sent shock waves via Air and ground, spreading its wrath over the defenseless kumogakure. His day began to come to an end, returning to the patches of homes that he called "home". The house didn't suffer serious damage, but the exterior was chipped off a bit. His eyes came across his various household items, common things that didn't seem out of place except a specific figure. Where was his mother? He wondered, checking each room, in desperation. Rushing out the front door, speedly pacing himself toward the towns still stable evacuation route. Multiple bodies laid down in the middle of the road, with arrows stuck in their torso. He knelt down beside the first body, straining his eyes looking down the road, looking for anything visible he could use to analyze the seen. Swoosh! In the middle of the suns rays of light, something sparkled in the midst of his examination, coming at him at a danger speed. The fear of not being alerted of such arrow feared him, his legs didn't respond to his request to evade. On this day he feared it would be his last time breathin on the face of earth, as the wind swift'd it's course. The arrow changed course from his head, into tearing up the skin of his shoulder. The point dug deep into his skin, and removing it would cause him to bleed. Leaving the blade inside was the best course of action, breaking the length down. Two more arrows shot in his direction, he proceeded to think of evading them, but they came from both sides. He manipulated his kin since of action and ran straight down the middle throwing his 1 kunai straight, hearing a loud, "O Shit".