Konoha Spider

Missions

Peter walked about the village relieved that he was finally cleared from any wrong doing. Being targeted for doing something that he hadn't done had brought a particularly bad taste to his mouth. It had also caused images of a man with a thin mustache chewing on a cigar and of men in blue uniforms, suits and sunglasses, and black armored figures, all of them were waving around various weapons. Weapons that he seemed to have the hazy memory of being pointed at him for some reason despite the fact that he was pretty sure that he was doing his best to help people. It was all rather confusing and the more he tried to think about it the more about it that seemed to disappear from his mind leaving him with fewer and fewer images. About the only one that didn't seem to leave was of the cigar man and something about that one brought about so many mixed emotions that he wasn't even sure if the guy was supposed to be comforting or not.

Being blamed for having done something to the Old Man had been a real blow as well. He still couldn't believe that they had even suggested that he had done such a thing to the village that had taken him in and given him purpose. The Third had trusted him with a lot since he had first appeared in his office. Sure he knew that the man had given the excuse that his potential far outweighed the risk, but a part of Peter had always thought that had merely been words. He always thought that the Third had seen or felt that he was worthy of the trust that he was offering to him. The pain of losing the man also felt familiar somehow, as if he had gone through this all before in some way or another before. His memory kept bringing up the image of another old man. The words of his ninja way also kept echoing through his head. "With great power comes great responsibility." He didn't know why those words seemed so important right now, but he was determined that he was going to find a way to get back at Orochimaru for all that he had done. The Sannin was going to regret taking the Third away from them.

Peter looked up from his internal musings and was surprised to realize that he had wandered over to the main gates. He was even more surprised to see Naruto and Master Jiraiya standing at the gate going through an equipment check. Last time he had talked to his friend he hadn't mentioned any missions and if they were going for secret or on the sly missions then Naruto seemed like a more questionable person to be on the team unless he was part of the distraction. Then again it could be something else entirely. Jiraiya seemed to have taken a liking for his blonde teammate, despite the fact that the pair had a rather odd team dynamic.

Peter rolled his eyes in exasperation as he saw Naruto was standing beside a pack that was taller than the blonde, three times as wide and looked like it weighed more than Choji. It was amazing that his friend had managed to get it down to the front gates. How he intended to travel with it he wasn't sure since he doubted that he could move for any length of time with all that weight holding him back.

Jiraiya did not look happy if the annoyed expression was anything to go by. It looked like his friend had packed his entire apartment into the oversized bag. "Naruto, you know that you can't carry all that right?" Peter asked as he lifted the entire bag with his friend still attached to it out of the way of the main road and off to the side.

Jiraiya let his jaw drop in disbelief. Of all of the ninja he had known the only one he knew that would have so effortlessly moved that bag like Peter was doing at that age was Tsunade. She was the only ninja that he knew that had the raw strength to do that when she was still so young. It almost made him shudder when he thought of what this spider boy might be capable of once he finally got older. If his wrong strength was already at this level then there was no telling what it might be like when he got the plus side he doubted that the boy would be punching him for some half-baked reason that didn't really make a whole lot of sense either. The woman should have realized that he was paying her the highest of compliments when he was trying to use her as a basis for his next book. To do that though he had to do lots of research to make sure that everything was just right.