It was early in the morning when Sylvanas had a messenger hawk arrive at her room in the Academy. The window popped open, the beak of the hawk lightly poking itself into the room, seeming to scan around for its designated target. Curious, Sylvanas pushed the covers from her body, and stood, walking toward the bird. Opening the window further, she would get a little startled at the birds unexpected squawk. "Oh!" She'd take a step back, and then regather her senses as the bird turned around, giving her access to the small piece of folded parchment attached to its leg through the usage of a rubber adhesive. Taking it, the bird let out another bellowing yell, and flew off in a flurry of wind and wings.

She gently unraveled the document, reading through it carefully. "Our Emperor has a cart that needs to be delivered outside of the Hyougagakurian area, the contents are to remain unknown so don't ask. Your job is to help deliver it to our team at the port so that it may be shipped off. Be careful out there, there are plenty of people out there would love to get their hands on whatever goodies lay within the cart so be on the look out, good luck." On the other side of the document, there was a Kanji baring the mark of Hyougagakure. The bottom of the note was signed swiftly, by what she interpreted to say 'Fubukikage Isais'. Nodding, Sylvanas quickly donned her combat armor, taking her breast plate and strapping it on, her shoulderguards followed, a leather harness attaching them to her chestguard. Her forearm and handguards were strapped and set, and her shinguards and footguards as well.

Sylvanas quickly opened her door, having no time to settle down and eat some breakfast, and sprinted from her apartment, running toward the gates of the village, where she was absolutely sure the cart would be awaiting her arrival. Considering she doesn't run too fast, it had taken her a little over twenty minutes to reach her destination, and after finally getting there, she spent another five locating the cart. There were six other individuals aside from the cart rider standing around. She assumed they would have been waiting for her. She ran to the cart. "My apologies. I hadn't been made aware of my placement on the mission until about half an hour ago." The cart rider, fat and arrogant spoke out, bellowing a low-pitched tone from his oversized throat. "Its about damn time.. Can we get a move on then!?" Sylvanas would nod in agreement, taking the lead position in front of the cart, with three of the other individuals on each side of the cart as it moves. It was official. The mission had begun and the cart as left the gates of Hyougagakure behind. It was all or nothing at this point. Sylvanas would just hope that it wouldn't turn out to be a disaster due to the rumors of bandits throughout the city.

It was dusk when they finally came to a halt, the party of eight began setting up camp to wait out the night. While everyone else was busy working on a campfire, lollygagging and drinking ale, Sylvanas was working to defend the group in case of an ambush. She had actively put water in strategic locations all around the camp, which would effectively allow her to 'teleport' in a sense, using the not well known Hiding in Water technique. She had set up rolls of chakra wire all around the encampment, having empty aluminum cans filled with pebbles of different sizes throughout the four-cornered area. The northern side had small pebbles, which would give off a different sound if moved, the eastern side had large rocks which would create a clanging noise, the western side had pebbles and rocks, giving off yet another distinct sound if moved, and the southern side had water in it, and the reason for this would have been revealed should they attack from behind. The sun had fallen, and Sylvanas had just finished prepping her traps and potential give aways for incoming enemies if they should indeed arrive. They were about half way through their journey by the time they had made camp. So it would only take one more half day of travel to make it to their intended destination if they left early in the morning. The port.

The group was drunk and laughing around the campfire they had prepared earlier, ignorant of the oncoming chakra signatures. It was saddening, Sylvanas thought. She was a Chunin and more aware of things happening around her than the Jounin she felt as though she was escorting alone. In an instant, the northern chakra wire had been touched, giving off the sound of the rocks within the can. Knowing all well that the highwayman's plan to sneak attack had been found out, he threw a shuriken in a blazing display of speed. It spun rapidly, hitting one of the protectors in the back, causing him to fall to the ground, interrupting his pathetic dancing moves. "That one had to go.." The bandit murmured under his breath. Suddenly, Sylvanas utilized the Hidden Mist Technique, filling the air around them with a hazing Mist that you can't even do so much as to see your hand through. "What the-" The bandits speaking was his undoing. Talking after the Mist was put up gave away his location. Sylvanas sprung into action, taking a black-hilted razor sharp kunai, and appearing behind the first bandit, taking the kunai, and rapidly sliding it across his throat from behind, causing his blood to spill like a waterfall. He had fallen in a thud, landing in a puddle of blood and water beneath him. Sylvanas called out to the group. "Protect the cart with your life!" Just then, two more bandits made themselves known. One rushed Sylvanas, throwing a skillful kick to her midsection. The other came from behind her, but was slowed down by the chakra wire she had placed. Trying to untangle himself, his action became folly. Sylvanas used the leg of her oncoming attacker, taking her hands and using them to grab onto his calf, lifting herself above his body and throwing herself after twisting her hand on his kneecap when her fingers were in a specific position on his nerves to damage them effectively. SNAP! His kneecap had been broken, and he fell to the ground writhing in pain as his associate watched. She spun around the attacker she had disabled, landing on the ground and successfully throwing a sweep-kick to the face of the enemy, knocking him unconscious. Standing back up, Sylvanas heard the shinobi still trying to escape from her wire trap.

Considering the enlarged veil of mist was still active, Sylvanas knew that even if he escaped from the trap, he wouldn't know where to go or what to do, though he would have an idea of which general direction to go in. Bandits never attacked thrivelously, and they always had a plan. Sylvanas had already eliminated two of the bandits, and it was only a matter of how many were still around. Unknown to Sylvanas, the bandit had finally gave way through her wire trap using a kunai, severing the ties that held him in place. He fled, using some kind of teleportation jutsu. With one of the protectors now dead, she hoped that her fellow escorts would become aware of what can happen if no attention is paid. She lifted the veil of mist as she took her kunai, and held it to the throat of the bandit she had knocked out previously. To wake him up, she simply pimp slapped him a few times with her ring hand. "You! Tell me where your friends are camped or I will slaughter you as you are. A pathetic watchdog and a pig who thrives from the pillaging of innocents." He'd break under the pressure, trying to scurry away, though the grip on his shirt which Sylvanas employed was much too tight for him even to move. ""Okay! Okay! They are about thirty kilometers west of here.."[/i] She'd grip him even tighter, holding the kunai closer to his throat, pressing the razor sharp edge against it. "How many? She'd ask. "Twelve! Twelve of us! We were planning on selling the goods from that cart and then splitting the profits! Will you let me go?!" She'd shake her head. "I don't negotiate with thieves who dishonor the very culture of a Shinobi. You are trash. Garbage. And you will die here knowing that." Her words were heavily placed, sinking deep into the heart of the fearful highwayman before her. She took her kunai in hand and grasped it tightly, sliding it across the throat of her enemy.

Standing up, she'd look among the group. Even the Jounin seemed to partake in the bandits fearful demeanor. It had seemed that their fortitude had faltered. "I can't believe that the Emperor had paired me up with a bunch of pussies." She'd shake her head. "Letting a thirteen year old Chunin do all of the fighting. Pathetic!" She began to repair the broken wiring, resetting the trap. Just then, the entire bandit group seemed to attack full steam ahead. Six coming from the right, six from the left. They were all aimed at Sylvanas. "There! Thats the Babe who killed Suzaku!" The bandit who had previously been trapped by her wires screamed. Sylvanas jumped toward them, landing in a small brush of grass. The six surrounded her, while the other six attacked the Jounin at the cart. Rushing without warning, blades drawn, two of the thieves swung at her viciously. Ducking lightly and stepping to the side about four degrees, she managed to dodge one of the punches, and caught the hand of the other thief, twisting it and breaking his wrist before flipping him over and slamming on his neck as he landed. Reversing the weight of her body, the other two shinobi came from behind her, which allowed her to use the arm of the shinobi she had taken to jump upward and spin, kicking the first attacker who threw the punch at her away, and doing a backflip, activating the Water Clone Technique, and trapping the two oncoming enemies in two individual Water Prison techniques. They drowned quickly, giving Sylvanas and her now, two clones, the ability to advance to the remaining shinobi before her. Sylvanas could feel her chakra weakening. The initial Hidden Mist Technique had depleted a good amount of it from the get go. Releasing the Water Prisons, one clone ran to the left, the other to the right, and Sylvanas straight up the middle. After a brief encounter of Taijutsu and combative reflexes, dodges and counter attacks, her enemies had fallen, and her clones had died as well. By the time she had handled all six of her enemies, the Jounin had finally beaten the six which attacked them, with two of their numbers dying in the process.

With the attack over, Sylvanas counted the dead bodies and proceeded to stack them in the middle of the road, a sign to any remaining bandits to be wary, for they will die too. Sylvanas urged the cart rider to carry on through the night. That was probably the last of the bandits they will see on the short road to the end of their journey. And it was. They arrived at the port about four hours later. Sylvanas was given her reward by the cart rider and the remaining Jounin escort. She hurried back home at that point, proud of the accomplishments she had achieved.