"Quite a sight."
Two hundred miles outside Konoha, Orochimaru stood at the edge of a massive crater, dressed in a black cloak patterned with red clouds. His golden, slit-pupiled eyes studied the surroundings with interest.
Takigawa Hyuga searched the nearby area energetically. Before long, he found half a sheet of white paper, its edges charred black, in a cracked fissure in the ground.
"Look what I found!" Takigawa Hyuga called excitedly.
Orochimaru came over to take a look, and his pupils contracted.
"Looks like you're thinking the same thing I am." Takigawa Hyuga chuckled.
"Why not ask?"
Orochimaru's voice was hoarse and low, with a sinister rasp. "Zetsu, come out."
"You two are such a nuisance."
A White Zetsu Clone poked his head out of the ground nearby. "What is it?"
"Has Konan been up to anything lately?" Orochimaru asked ominously.
The White Zetsu Clone shook his head. "Haven't heard anything. Why?"
"Search the nearby fissures and see if you find anything unusual," Orochimaru said mysteriously.
"Sure, sure..."
The White Zetsu Clone burrowed underground, poking in and out of the fissures nearby. Before long, his face had grown paler and paler.
He'd found a whole lot of white paper, burned almost to ashes and charred black!
If there'd only been one or two sheets, perhaps it was a coincidence, but this many...
Could Konan have been here?
The White Zetsu Clone quickly contacted his counterpart in Rain Village, but even after a long while, there was no response. With no other choice, he contacted his original body.
At that moment, Zetsu was in Kumogakure, in the Land of Lightning, confirming the identity of the Two-Tails Jinchuriki. As for the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, his identity had been exposed back during the Third Shinobi World War Period: Killer B, the Fourth Raikage's sworn