Sendos mind was reeling as he stepped into the Waterfall Village. For three days now he had not shed a single drop of blood from anyone. There was a horrible scar on his arm, scabbed over from where he had tried to fulfill his arcane needs with his own means. It hadnt been enough. His blood was dull and unexciting, for he could see it any time he wished. He needed sight of blood he wouldnt see ever again, a once in a life time thrill every time. He needed it. His drives were to strong to ignore. He walked in through the streets, slightly slouched over, eyes blazed, his fingers twitching every second or so. Had he been coherent, he would have realized that the lack of security insinuated they had just recently been attacked or something to that effect. For the moment, he had not a care in the world, except for spilling the blood.He had been in this place before, and had a specific goal in mind. What place was sure to always be full of people. The bar of course, and that was right where he headed.

It took him longer than normal, in his dazed state, to find the bar he was searching for, but when he did, his eyes lit up with fire, knowing that a kill was about to be made. Sendo looked in through the window, his hands hidden below the bottom sill. He focused completely on one table in particular, there was about five villagers, one looked like a shinobi. Obviously a family out for a relaxing drink. Too bad. The wrong place at exactly the right time. Sendo made his handseals, the ones neccesary for his "Free Will Explosion" jutsu. As soon as he finished, he repeated the last hand sign he had made, and the table exploded. All five were dead in an instant. Had the initial blast not killed them, the shratnel surely would. People began pouring out through the door in a paniced haze, another soothing site for his sore and deprived eyes. He waltzed in, ignoring the wave of people who were pushing against him, slipping in unnoticed.

He surveyed his damage. There was one even stuck to the wall. Sendo clapped his hands in glee, a smile tearing across his face, the dazed look gone, now replaced by one of the most cynical nature. He had been fulfilled at last, and now he fully planned on enjoying this village a little more. Exiting the tavern, he leaped to the roof and began surveying for the correct place in which to strike. It was time for a little fun.