The Third Hokage climbed onto the roof with light footsteps. Perhaps because he was growing ever older, he was reluctant to shatter this peace and bring war and sacrifice to Amegakure.
Soon, as he ventured deeper into the area, the same questions that troubled the other four Kage arose in his mind.
Where were Nagato, Konan, and the other Akatsuki members? Where were the Rain Ninja who should have been protecting Amegakure? Had they all abandoned the village?
With these questions in mind, the Third slowed his pace and stopped before a distinctive building.
It was none other than Amegakure's Ninja Academy. An academy trained ninja and best reflected a shinobi village's ideals and purpose. Perhaps he could find answers to his questions inside.
Carefully pushing open the metal doors, the Third stepped onto the metal floor.
Before long, the Third spotted the academy's motto. The words seemed familiar. Thinking back, weren't they something that fellow Jiraiya had said?
It seemed there was no doubt that Akatsuki's founders were the children Jiraiya had taken in.
But when had they become the masterminds now destroying the peace?
Huff, huff, huff...
Faint breathing reached the Third's ears. Quiet as it was, it could not escape a Hokage's hearing. Without such vigilance, the Third would have died long ago in the First or Second Shinobi World War.
Keeping the sound of his footsteps unchanged, the Third walked along the corridor, seemingly about to leave the Ninja Academy.
Just as the person hiding there began to think that, the Third appeared before her, his shadow covering her face.
Raising her hands above her head, Ajisai decisively formed hand seals. A rift opened in space, and an iron spike shot out of it, aimed between the Third's eyebrows.
Clang...
As expected, the Ruyi Jingu Bang