"Welcome Akamatsu." Anzu said with a smile. "Im glad to see were almost all here. Were just awaiting the arrival of a, Maeno Juro."<br/><br/>At the same time, a thick mist fell over the village. "Hidden mist?" Asked Isamu. "No." Katsu Hyuga replied, with a serious tone to his voice. "But?" "Its not the hidden mist technique, but it doesn't feel natural..." "Should we report to the hokage?" Katsu raised his brow at this. "And tell him what? Theres a odd mist, in konoha? He'd just tell us to stay aler---" The air suddenly went ice cold, so much that Katsu was frozen in mid sentence, to fast for his body to ever register the cold. Isamu barely had the time to look over at his partner, before he to froze in place. Moments later, a pale figure appeared threw the mist, wearing a long, white, tattered kimono. Still there were a certain grace to it, as if the torn pieces were of design. Behind her, another figure followed, who stuck out compared to her partner. While the woman in white, seemed to meld into the mist, the other obviously didn't belong.